Having rested well last night, Lan Yamei was full of energy. She rode her horse at breakneck speed, eager to get to Mount Shura as soon as possible to see what kind of Taoist priest he was and what magical abilities he possessed to be so bewitching.
At the same time, I was secretly sweating for myself. If it weren't for the unexpected fact that I ended up staying at a villager's house last night due to the thunderstorm, I would never have known that Mount Shura came to be like this. I had to be extra careful.
Lan Ya Mei didn't believe in ghosts and spirits. Having received a modern education, she thought they were just clever people using ghosts and spirits as a cover to bewitch people and scare them to achieve their own ulterior motives. Who has ever seen them?
But Lan Ya Mei admires him! This Taoist priest is a talent! You know, it's easy to bewitch one person, but to bewitch thousands of people takes real skill! Now, from villagers to high-ranking officials, everyone is worshipping at the top of Shura Mountain. It seems this person is not easy to deal with.
Even though he was a modern person who had traveled from the past and was knowledgeable, he still felt a bit more afraid of Mount Shura.
He became even more convinced that the old Taoist priest was definitely not a good person!
Once outside the village, the road became desolate. After riding for about half an incense stick's time, more and more travelers began to appear.
Most of the pedestrians were sickly, and those from poor families were helped along by their family members. Those who were slightly better off had an oxcart pulled by their family members, who would drive it with a small whip.
The entire path was shrouded in a somber atmosphere, devoid of the joy of pilgrimage.
As the saying goes, "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated." Lan Ya Mei, leading her horse, inquired of the young couple, "Sisters, are you also going to Mount Shura?"
The couple was walking; the man appeared to be seeking medical advice and medicine, his brow beaded with sweat as his wife supported him. Seeing someone trying to strike up a conversation, they stopped and sat down on a roadside stone to rest.
"Hmm, are you also going to see a doctor?" The young woman looked suspicious, noticing that the other person had a rosy complexion and was full of energy, showing no signs of illness.
To prevent the other party from being unwilling to talk, Lan Yamei sighed first before pretending to be worried and said, "My father is sick at home. We have sought medical treatment and medicine, but there has been no improvement. I heard that there is a divine doctor in Shura Mountain, so I came here to inquire about him."
The young woman comforted him sympathetically, saying, "We're all unfortunate souls! You've come to the right place. The best medical skills in the world are right here on Mount Shura. Your father's illness can definitely be cured!"
"Really?" Lan Ya Mei was truly shocked to see that the young lady was already so convinced even before she had received treatment.
Having been in this world for at least half a year, I never expected to find such a highly skilled person beyond my comprehension. I felt rather ignorant. I hurriedly asked, "Sister, how can you be so sure that person can cure the illness? I think even the most skilled doctor has times when they are helpless."
"Hmph!" Before the young lady could speak, the man snorted coldly, his lips white, and said with a protective expression, "This young lady is truly a fearless newborn calf! She even dares to slander the divine physician of Mount Shura! Isn't she afraid of offending him and having trouble asking for favors in the future?"
Out of anger, the man coughed violently. The young woman quickly patted his back to help him catch his breath, while unscrewing the bamboo tube to feed her husband water.
Seeing that the other party was emotional, Lan Yamei was really afraid that something bad would happen before they even reached the top of the mountain, so she quickly explained, "No, no, I didn't mean to slander the divine doctor! It's just that this is the first time I've heard that he's so miraculous, and I can hardly believe it. With such great power in Shura Mountain, my brother will definitely be able to get rid of his illness and regain his radiant appearance with the help of the divine doctor."
The man drank a couple of sips of water before he felt slightly better. His eyes were still a little dark, and his lips were still pale, but his attitude had improved considerably. He advised, "Young lady, you must be sincere when seeking medical help! If you choose to believe him, you must believe him wholeheartedly. Don't have even the slightest doubt, otherwise the miracle doctor will definitely not help you!"
"Oh, what do you mean, brother? I still have to pay him for the consultation. Why not charge my father?" Lan Yamei didn't believe it. Why was Shura Mountain making such a big fuss? Wasn't it just to make money?
The man shook his head, smiled wryly, and remained silent.
The young woman glanced cautiously at the passersby, lowered her voice to make sure no one could hear, and then said, "You don't know! The miracle doctor really does cure all diseases, but he doesn't accept just anyone."
"Why? Does he only treat rich people?" Lan Yamei seriously suspected that this person was either being mysterious and not accepting seriously ill patients, or that he wouldn't accept patients who couldn't afford it.
"This miracle doctor only accepts believers! He only treats those who believe in him. His consultation fee is a bit more expensive than that of a regular doctor, but it's not high, not high at all," the young woman said in a low voice, waving her hand.
"Sister, this is my first time here, and I don't know the rules. You should let me know in advance if you need anything, because my father is waiting for me to bring news back home." Before he finished speaking, Bluetooth took out two steamed sweet potatoes from his pocket and stuffed them into the young woman's hands.
The old lady insisted on giving me this sweet potato when I was about to leave this morning. My pockets are empty now, and this sweet potato is the only thing I can offer.
After traveling for several days, she was indeed a little tired and hungry. The young woman looked at the sweet potato in her hand and her expression tightened, revealing the secret behind it.
It turns out that ever since they entered Ziyun Town, they had stepped into the territory of Shura Mountain, and the Divine Doctor's spies were everywhere on the road.
Those who have slandered the miracle doctor will not be treated!
I doubted the miracle doctor and decided not to treat him!
He insulted the miracle doctor, so I won't treat him!
No treatment if you can't pay the consultation fee!
If you don't trust the miracle doctor, don't treat him!
And there's more! If the patient walks up the mountain on foot, the consultation fee is the lowest. No matter what the illness, once I accept the case, I guarantee a cure! Absolutely no failures!
The highest consultation fee is for patients brought up the mountain by horse-drawn carriage!
At this point, Lan Yamei immediately understood what the two meant. The young couple had come up to save money, which meant they were not well-off and must have spent a lot of money on medical treatment.
Wanting to lend a hand, he whispered, "Why don't you ride my horse and get off when we're almost there?"
The two quickly waved their hands in refusal, saying, "No, no, absolutely not." With that, they got up to continue their journey.
Lan Yamei could only sit silently by the roadside, watching the two people try their best to leave quickly, and couldn't help but worry.
What kind of person is he? He acts like a bodhisattva on one hand and a devil on the other.
Did that white-bearded, vain Taoist have any connection with this Asura Mountain? Lan Ya Mei suddenly became suspicious!
As she listened to his story, everyone who heard it was convinced and admired him. Lan Yamei felt that the person living on Shura Mountain was a noble and mysterious doctor, and no matter how she looked at it, he had nothing to do with human trafficking and counterfeiting.
After all, the believers who slowly made their way along the road were all sending money to the miracle doctor's pocket, so he certainly wasn't short of money.
All signs indicate that the divine healer is not a low-level player. It seems there are other unspeakable secrets involved. Lan Ya Mei sat by the roadside, watching the weary travelers until it grew dark. Only then did she stand up, her legs feeling a little numb, dust herself off, and untie the reins to hurry up the mountain.
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