Copper Coins Chapter 16: Silver Medical Bell (2)

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Xue Xian, who was so angry that he was in a daze, seemed to hear something shaking under the skin of the bald donkey. The sound of "Dang-" seemed far and near, and it shook him completely. Breathe out. So this evil barrier has been stunned for a long time...

When he opened his eyes again and woke up, he slowly poked his head out of his hidden pocket and found that he was no longer in the Liu family's house.

Xue Xian glanced around and found that it seemed to be a bedroom, with neat mattresses and bright yellow lights. There was a faint scent of wood leaves and an almost imperceptible smell of medicine in the room. Xuan Min was standing in front of a carved round wooden table. On the table was the unconscious paper Jiang Shining, the stone grinding plate dug up from Master Liu's house, a thin cloth bag, and a copper basin filled with water. And a set of bean celadon tea sets, with three characters carved on the handle of the pot - Guiyunju.

You can tell at a glance that this is the upper room of a certain inn.

Return to the cloud...

Xue Xian spent some time in the market. He had seen the Zhuangyuan Building, which was loved by scholars, the Guangyuan Building, which was loved by businessmen, and the usual Yuelai and Fushun. Most of the names were very auspicious, like Gui Yunju is an inn that sounds like "I wish you return to heaven", probably only those whose brains have been pecked by chickens will come to live.

Apparently, bald donkeys have been pecked by chickens like this.

Xue Xian saw Xuan Min washing his hands carefully in the copper basin. I have to say that this bald donkey's fingers are really good-looking, thin and white, and between the bends, straight muscles and bones will appear. This bald donkey seems to be in a hurry by nature, and he does everything in a leisurely manner. Even washing his hands can wash off a sense of calm and solemnity like reading scriptures and chanting Buddha.

In this regard, Xue Xian also obeyed, "You wash your hands, it looks like you are going to be buried."

Xuan Min glanced down at him and said, "It is indeed a funeral."

Xue Xian: "Who?"

Xuan Min said lightly: "Xu Shi."

Xue Xian: "The Xu family?"

A faint sigh came from the stone mill: "Master Lao is here."

Who else is Mrs. Liu?

Xue Xian raised his face expressionlessly: "I—cough, how long have you slept? You even asked the old lady's surname?"

He wanted to say "How long has he been dizzy", but it was really disgraceful to turn his back in a rage. For the sake of the dragon's face, he temporarily changed his words to "sleep".

Xuan Min shook the water on his hands, picked up the white cloth towel on the side and wiped it carefully, and replied, "I fainted for five hours, and it's already night."

Xue Xian: "..." Why wasn't someone throwing a coffin into the moat like this one that had to hurt people's feet?

He was very angry, so he closed his mouth for a short time, and didn't want to talk to this bald donkey again, he really can't chat!

Xuan Min ignored him, but put down the cloth towel, opened the thin cloth bag three or two times, and took out a small stack of yellow paper and a pen inside.

There was a small plate of prepared ink on the side of the copper basin, Xuan Min spread out a piece of yellow paper, dipped the pen in the ink, and wrote a few words on the paper——

Liumen Xu's

July 23, Bingyin Year

Xuan Min took out another incense from the cloth bag, folded the yellow paper with Mrs. Liu's surname written on it three times, lit it on a candle, and placed it on the stone grinding plate. A thin piece of yellow paper was surprisingly slow to burn, and the surface of the stone grinding plate quickly turned black, as if it was covered with a layer of paper ash.

He slowly twisted the incense in his hand, letting one end burn through the fire from the yellow paper.

"Are you trying to escape?" Xue Xian held back for a while, but he didn't hold back and made a sound.

He had only seen that kind of ordinary transcendental method, commonly known as Dafo Qi—a group of bald donkeys who were invited to sit in a circle, the foreheads of which illuminated the room a bit. They took turns in two groups, reciting the rebirth scriptures on the coffin board day and night, for seven days and seven nights. Xue Xian once followed the wrong person and accidentally entered someone who was doing white affairs. In desperation, he listened to the group of bald donkeys buzzing non-stop in his ears for seven days. Big, can't wait to hang directly on the coffin board.

Since then, when he met the monk, he felt a pain in his head.

He was afraid that Xuanmin would be buzzing like this for seven days and seven nights. If this is the case, he might as well just jump off the building now and get over it.

Xuan Min twirled the incense in his hand, and a wisp of green smoke curled around the stone grinding plate, exuding a faint sandalwood fragrance: "Clean hands, book posts, burn incense, and recite sutras, you can send the deceased to life." /

He really wants to chant!

Xue Xian turned to the outside of his pocket without saying a word.

Xuan Min glanced at him: "What are you going to do?"

Xue Xian: "I'm dying, jump off the building."

Xuan Min: "..."

Naturally, Xue Xian couldn't jump off the floor. At most, he fell off Xuan Min's waist and landed on the carved round table. He had just turned around on the table, and was about to roll down the ground when he was pinched by Xuan Min and carried back to the table.

This bald donkey is a poor and exquisite, and he doesn't look like a serious monk at all, which can be known from some of his usual behavior and the fine guest room he lives in.

At this time, he didn't know what disease he had committed, and he was a little disgusted by the folded marks on Xue Xian's body. He unceremoniously smoothed Xue Xian with his fingertips, then picked up the heavy stone paperweight and pressed Xue Xian under his head.

The paperweight is more than half the size of a palm, and it is a narrow and thin square. Xue Xian has a head above and two thin legs below, and only two claws can barely show on the left and right sides.

Xue Xian struggled twice, except for the tip of his two claws, the rest of the body remained motionless.

Xue Xian: "..." Your uncle!

Xuan Min left him alone and concentrated on lighting the incense.

When the incense burnt to the end, Xuan Min recited a scripture in a low voice, and then stopped speaking. This was probably what he called "chanting", which was very different from what Xue Xian imagined.

In the end, the yellow paper and the incense burned out almost at the same time, and when the last bit of scarlet sparks suddenly went out, Xuan Min tapped the stone grinding plate that had bound Mrs. Liu for more than three years with his fingers.

I heard a series of "clicks", and the stone grinding plate that seemed to be indestructible actually broke into several pieces.

At the same time, Mrs. Liu's faint voice sounded again: "I'm relieved, I'm on my way, thank you."

When the voice fell, Xue Xian saw a phantom flashing across the stone grinding plate, and the incense ash and paper ashes stained on the surface of the stone grinding plate disappeared completely.

However, at the moment when the stone grinding disc cracked and Mrs. Liu disappeared, two faint soft sounds suddenly sounded in the room, jingling, like a carriage, horse or a bell tied to something. , came through the long streets, broken and distant.

Then, something tumbles onto the table from the center of the cracked stone grinder.

Ding bell - ding bang - two in a row.

Xue Xian felt that something was rolling down the table, and before he could raise his head, Gululu rolled over the back of his head: "What is this?! Things without eyes, broken Got it!"

As soon as Xuan Min stretched out his hand, the round thing happened to roll over the edge of the table and landed in his palm.

He glanced at his fingertips and said lightly, "A gold bead the size of a sheep's eye."

Xue Xian was stunned: "The size of a sheep's eye? Gold beads?"

Sure enough! He just said, the golden beads transformed from the body of a real dragon can be refined by any warlock! This warlock simply and rudely wrapped the gold master into the stone grinding plate.

However, he was really excited, and suddenly heard Xuan Min say: "Well. Since it doesn't have long eyes, it will be broken."

"No! Wait!" If it wasn't for a paperweight, Xue Xian would have gone to heaven. "If you dare to break it, I will break you!"

Xuan Min said indifferently: "Have eyes again?"

Xue Xianwen said in a loud voice: "I have long eyes."

Xuan Min: "Not broken?"

Xue Xian: "It won't be broken, who would dare to break my things!"

"Your stuff?" Xuan Min said calmly: "How to prove it?"

Xue Xian took the opportunity to coax: "Okay, move the paperweight away, and I'll prove it to you."

Xuan Min glanced at him and spit out four words: "Oral is enough."

“…”

Xue Xian wanted to spit his intestines out in his face.

However, this golden bead is really important, and in the hands of this bald donkey, it makes him feel somewhat controlled by others, and he has to be reluctant to be honest.

His tone didn't fluctuate, he said numbly: "You can put that golden bead in front of the candle and look at it, and you can see—"

I saw a coiled dragon vaguely inside, but the dragon's head and dragon's claws were curled up in the long body, so I'm afraid I couldn't see it clearly.

But Xue Xian didn't say that. He bit the tip of his tongue and said, "You can see some curved patterns inside. Have you ever seen other gold beads that can transmit light?"

Xuan Min heard the words and put the golden bead close to the candle.

Sure enough, the round beads that originally looked no different from ordinary gold became somewhat transparent, and a thin thread coiled in a nest was faintly visible inside.

Xuan Min said: "Snake."

Xue Xian: "..." Snake your grandma!

He endured and endured, and hummed with a livid face: "Have you written your letter this time, can you remove your tattered paperweight? Give me back my beads!"

Xuan Min is not unreasonable either. Seeing that this evil obstacle is well-founded, he raised his hand and took away the paperweight.

Xue Xian propped up and sat up, leaning on the tabletop and shaking his head to adjust to the dizziness of "the stone mountain pressing on the top". He shook his cardboard head, and then stretched out two hands to Xuanmin, his tone was rather rude: "Where are my beads? Give me them quickly!"

Xuan Min pointed to the center of the table and said, "You first—"

"Stop talking nonsense, give it to me quickly." Xue Xian interrupted him impatiently.

Xuan Min kept his voice, looked at him silently for a moment, and then placed the gold master with the big eyes of a sheep on the two paper claws.

Boom!

The weight of the gold beads is not light, how can the paper skin hold them.

Xue Xian only felt that his claws slammed down, his eyes darkened, and he was smashed off the table by the unfortunate bead and smashed directly to the ground.

“…”

It's a **** of a day.

When Xuan Min picked up the evil barrier from the ground, his two claws were still clinging to the golden beads and didn't let go, like a miserable miser.

"I just asked you to move to the center." Xuan Min put him back in the center of the table and looked down at him, "Are you still interrupting?"

Xue Xianxin said, "Bah! Can you handle it!" However, he fell into a mess, for fear that the bald donkey would be unhappy and confiscated his precious beads, so he hummed reluctantly Said: "Okay, next time I will make it difficult for you to finish."

He rolled around the table twice with the golden beads in his arms, until he knocked on something with a "ding--", and then he remembered that more than one thing had just fallen out of the stone grinding plate.

Xue Xian was lying on the gold bead, and when he took a closer look, he saw that what he bumped into was a silver disc the size of an apricot.

"What is this?" After Xue Xian asked, Gululu rolled aside.

From a distance, it's still something I've never seen before.

"This is the medical bell." Jiang Shining's voice suddenly rang.

Xue Xian, who tightly stitched himself to the gold bead, was like a tumbler. As the gold bead rolled to the edge of the stone paperweight, he stopped when he bumped into it: "Are you awake?"

"I've been awake all the time, but I couldn't speak before." Jiang Shining said, "Now, it's about night time, and suddenly I can speak again."

His voice sounded very gentle. Compared with before, he had more inexplicable vitality, and he was no longer dead. It was as if... he had suddenly ended a certain matter, and he was a little more relaxed.

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell from the table to the chair, and then from the chair to the ground, changing back to that scholar-like appearance.

He reached out and picked up the medical bell, while rubbing his fingers, he said, "This is my medical bell."

Xue Xian was stunned: "Your family?"

"En." Jiang Shining nodded, and showed Xue Xian the side of the ophthalmologist's bell, and saw that a name was engraved on it - Jiang Yong.

"This is my great-grandfather." He explained: "My great-grandfather was a doctor bell, and he walked the streets and alleys every day to see patients. At that time, doctor bell would hang a silver medical bell on the medical box to remind people. The bell rings wherever you go, and people who are sick and ill will come to seek medical advice when they hear it. This medical bell was used by my great-grandfather. Nowadays, there are very few bell doctors walking around the streets like this, and most of them are It is a medical hall with a face and a face. My Jiang family has practiced medicine for generations, and in order not to forget the original heart, this medical bell has been passed down from the great-grandfather to my parents all the way."

"Your parents?" Xuan Min frowned, reached out and asked Jiang Shining to take a look at the medical bell, then touched the medical bell with his fingers and listened for a while, and said, "Do you still have blood relatives?"

"Yes, my sister married Anqing and avoided the disaster." Jiang Shining replied.

"Your parents' souls are trapped in this medical bell. Unlike the Xu family who is controlled by a stone grinding plate, you can't escape for the time being. You must have three drops of labor palace blood from your living blood relatives." Xuan Min said.

"Lao Gong blood?" Jiang Shining was born a doctor, but he immediately understood Xuan Min's words, "Does it mean the new blood at the Lao Gong acupoint?"

Xuan Min nodded.

He handed the medical bell back to Jiang Shining, and glanced at the cloth bag beside him.

Xue Xian followed his gaze and happened to see another long incense stick in the cloth bag.

He pointed his finger and asked, "You bald donkey, you only used one incense stick to save that old lady Liu, what is the other one going to do?"

Xuan Min said bluntly: "Excuse this scholar."

Before Jiang Shining could react, Xue Xian raised his head: "What?! You—"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Xuan Min suddenly propped up on the table, frowning deeply and closing his eyes slightly, as if he was suddenly uncomfortable.

Xue Xian was stunned for a moment, then looked at him: "Bald donkey?"

He tentatively called twice, and found that Xuan Min didn't open his mouth to answer him, but simply sat on the chair with his eyes closed, as if he was sitting in meditation. The small mole on his neck suddenly twisted outward with a few thin red marks. At first glance, it looked like a small spider was lying on his back.

But Xue Xian didn't pay attention to such details. He stared at Xuan Min for a while, and after confirming that he would not die or wake up, he quietly waved to Jiang Shining.

After about a cup of tea, on the path from Guiyunju to the outskirts of Ningyang County, a ill-mannered scholar who looked weak and ill-mannered was hurrying on the road. On his shoulders sat a paper-skinned man with a gold bead in his arms like a fortune-seeker.

It was Jiang Shining and Xue Xian.