History’s Best Reincarnation: Episode 316: Qiantang

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Xingsheng in the southeast, the capital of the Three Wus, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times, with smoked willows and painted bridges, wind curtains and emerald curtains, and hundreds of thousands of families. ≯≯One novel ≤≤﹤≤

Chonghu is stacked on top of Qingjia. There are Sanqiu osmanthus and ten-mile lotus. The Qiang pipe makes the sky clear, the water chestnut sings in the night, and the old man Lianwa is frolicking. Qianqi has Gao Ya. Listen to flute and drum while drunk, sing and enjoy haze. In the future, I will return to Fengchi to praise the good times.

There is an old saying, the road is full of the prosperity of Qiantang. On the bustling street, Jiang Chen Guzi is stepping forward. He is dressed in a pitch-black Taoist robe, carrying a scarlet sword, and holding a purple jade dust whisk in his hand. Elegant temperament.

After a lapse of more than ten years, he stepped into the world of mortals again. Although the world has changed, the only thing that has not changed is his increasingly firm Taoism.

"Selling pears, selling pears, big and sweet crispy pears!"

"Cooking cakes, cooking cakes, selling cooking cakes!"

"Come, come, take a look, pass by, don't miss it, the authentic Goubuli Big Meat Bun, three Wen coins, one big meat bun, you can eat all you can eat......"

You can hear the sounds of peddlers hawking, bargaining between buyers and peddlers, conversations of passers-by, and the bustling scene on the street, showing that Qiantang is prosperous and different from other places.

While walking, Jiang Chen looked at the familiar and unfamiliar scenes, which were imprinted in his eyes. How can one get rid of it and achieve greatness without having experienced the scouring of the world of mortals!

Step by step, stepping on the world of mortals, but still cultivating, Jiang Chen is gradually entering a better state, but he never thought that at this moment, a chaotic noise suddenly came from the front, which suddenly brought Jiang Chen's self-conscious artistic conception to life. Waking up in a start, Jiang Chen couldn't help but frowned slightly, and Jiang Chen turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

As far as he could see, he could see a group of people gathered on the side of the street not far away, and he could vaguely hear the cry of a young man. Hundreds of people flowed, but they couldn't see clearly for a while, and didn't know what happened.

I don't know whether to say it is good or bad, it is one of human nature to watch the excitement, especially in this bustling place of Qiantang, most of the people can get enough food and clothing, have plenty of energy, and naturally have more curiosity, and Jiang Chen himself Even in the experience of entering the world, when encountering such a thing, he naturally rushed to the past. Relying on his identity as a Taoist priest, he learned the general situation from the crowd of onlookers without much effort.

But it turned out that when a drug farmer brought his son to the street to sell medicinal materials, he suddenly fell ill and couldn't get up. Since there were no doctors among the onlookers, they could only watch. It is said that someone had already gone Invite the doctor from Ji Ren Tang, but I don't know if it's because there are too many people on the street, or because of other reasons, until now, not a single doctor has come.

Stop listening to the nonsense of the spectators, Jiang Chen immediately channeled some of his true energy to cover himself, and then easily squeezed into the crowd.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, everyone, this man must be suffering from a sudden illness, if everyone is crowded together, he will not be able to breathe, this is a fatal thing!" Surrounded by some ordinary people, Jiang It was really hard for Chen to squeeze in the crowd, so he could only shout while pushing and shoving the spectators.

These spectators were mostly merchants nearby. Although they didn't know much about medical skills, they heard Jiang Chen's shout that it was a matter of human life.

Getting neutral, Jiang Chen finally saw what was going on inside, but he saw a grayish middle-aged man lying on his side on the ground, curled up, still trembling, moaning constantly, and the expression on his face was even more serious. It's almost completely twisted together, and it looks painful.

Beside him, there were medicinal herbs scattered all over the ground. A boy about sixteen or seventeen years old was kneeling on the ground and crying, and he could vaguely hear her calling for help, but only for a long time. Now, the voice is a little hoarse, and the voice, of course, can't be too high, submerged in the noisy crowd, how can there be any effect?

Jiang Chen managed to squeeze in finally, and under the amazed gazes of the onlookers, he squatted down next to the middle-aged man, stretched out a finger, and gently placed it on the middle-aged man's chest. Immediately after the pulse in his neck, he couldn't help but change his expression: This man is very sick!

Looking at the situation, it should be that he was seriously injured. Although he was cured later, he left very serious sequelae. His cardiopulmonary function was damaged, and now it explodes, and his condition is very serious. It is impossible for ordinary doctors to treat him. Even a highly skilled doctor can't delay any more. He must be treated immediately, so as to have a chance of survival.

As a reincarnator, as a cultivator, although Jiang Chen is ruthless when facing the enemy, but for ordinary people, even strangers, as long as the other party is not evil, although it is just a chance meeting, but also It didn't stop him from saving a life. What's more, as a Taoist monk, he pays attention to conforming to the way of heaven, subduing demons, saving the world and helping the people, which is not just talk.

Don't say anything else, put the middle-aged man lying on his back, Jiang Chen raised his hand, and with **** in the middle of his mouth, it was like a sharp knife, and he cut open the clothes on the middle-aged chest, revealing The thick skin inside was exposed, and there was a hideous scar, which was the mark left by the serious injury.

"What are you doing?" Seeing Jiang Chen's actions, the young man next to him couldn't help but shouted. Wanting to stop Jiang Chen.

"What else can I do? Of course I'm saving people." Jiang Chen spoke indifferently, but he didn't see his movements. Counting points on his body, he said to the young man calmly: "If Pindao is not mistaken, you should be his son, don't you want your father to live?"

"This..." The young man couldn't help being slightly startled when he heard the words, and he asked with some hope: "This Taoist priest, you know medical skills, don't you? You can definitely save my father, can't you?"

"Pindao just knows a little bit about medicine." Jiang Chen shook his head and replied, "As for whether you can save your father, I can't guarantee it. After all, your father is suffering from a sudden illness, which is very serious. "

"No, no, I don't believe it!" The young man's eyes were red, and he knelt down in front of Jiang Chen with a "plop", and while kowtowing heavily, he cried and begged: "I beg you, Daoist, you must save Jiang Chen." Go back to my father, I am the only family member of my father, if my father also goes, I will be an orphan, please, please..."

"Ah!" Seeing the young man's begging, Jiang Chen's heart softened no matter how hard he was, and he quickly lifted him up with his hands: "Little brother, don't worry, save the world and help the people." , is the purpose of my Taoism, and I will definitely do my best to save your father."

"Thank you~IndoMTL.com~Thank you......" The young man spoke repeatedly, although the voice was hoarse and could hardly be heard clearly, but it was full of incomparable sincerity.

Jiang Chen nodded, and immediately shouted loudly: "Everyone, step back a little bit, step back a little bit, Pindao needs a bigger open space to treat this person."

Although the onlookers all wanted to watch the fun at close range, they all knew the truth that human life is at stake. After hearing the words and seeing this, they knew that the young Taoist priest was indeed capable, so they quickly backed away again, leaving a space Not a small open space.

Jiang Chen took a deep breath, then flipped his hands, and took out a needle bag out of thin air. When he opened it, there was a purple brocade silk that was two feet long on one side, and there were two rows of needles side by side inside. The set is made of silver needles, and the set is made of gold needles. They are of different sizes and shapes, and they look very elegant.

"Little brother, come here, help me get something." Jiang Chen handed the purple brocade to the young man while speaking.

"Yes, Daoist." The young man subconsciously took the purple brocade in his hand, and then subconsciously followed Jiang Chen's instructions, and with both hands, he opened the purple brocade, and the needle Gu turned his face to Jiang Chen, and then, before he could recover, he was stunned by the scene in front of him! (To be continued.)