The Transmigrator's Cultivation

All the big men who were driven down the mountain were in a panic.

The leader yelled sharply: "Do you know who is the master of XX? You don't know how to praise, and you are not afraid of being blamed, so you can't live here!"

The official only saw that the knight in white was still silent, but these stern-faced big men suddenly rolled their heads further down as if they were overturned by something.

He didn't even have any scruples at all.

Seeing that these big men were about to roll in the mud if they said a word, they became more and more annoyed.

But they were not completely ignorant people. Seeing that they couldn't get any benefits here, they had no choice but to lead the horses and gallop back to the other side.

As for how to tell their master when they go back, it is another way of saying.

While waiting, the magistrate quietly asked the leader of his guards: "Hang Wu, do you recognize that group of people?"

He only thought that if it was really a powerful person, he might be able to play around with it.And if it's just those people who pretend to be majestic... Hmph, he is not watching in vain as a government official!

Hang Wu had observed carefully before, and upon hearing the words, he said: "Although those big men have tall horses, they are quite gangster in their words and deeds. They should not be members of the military department. The subordinates thought that they seemed to be taken in by some rich and gentry. The guards and the like under him, or else they are also under the hands of the gangsters, so it should not be a concern."

The magistrate nodded secretly: "If that's the case, you should send someone over there, and send away the people who came after. Don't disturb the divine doctor, and let him heal the people here with peace of mind!"

Hang Wu showed some approval on his face: "Your Excellency is sympathetic to the common people, and you deserve to be so famous."

The magistrate twisted his beard, shook his head and said: "What is the name? It's just someone flattering and flattering. Nowadays, it's rare to have a doctor of such character who is willing to help the people of a city. As a parent officer, I can't delay the people's attention hind legs."

Hang Wu praised again: "My lord is benevolent."

After a few words, Hang Wu ordered a subordinate of the seventh level of Houtian to go to Fucheng to dispatch people, and make sure to find out who the group of big men are, and wipe this matter away, so as not to disturb the doctors again.

The subordinate was also very straightforward, and left the place very quickly, and went to work in the city.

At this time, after Xu Ziqing finished treating another patient, his mind turned around, and he woke up from that mysterious state.

He opened his eyes, and smiled at the person in front of him: "...Go back and rest for a few days, take a few prescriptions for nourishing the body, and you will be fine. The medicine does not need to be expensive, it can be eaten by poor people."

The sick person went away with great gratitude, and the person who came back was a gray-haired, very thin sixtieth person.However, this person is thin and thin, but he is very energetic and has an aura of being in a high position.

Xu Ziqing turned his mind a little, and he recognized it.

Besides, although he had entered the state of refining his mind before, he was not ignorant of external affairs, otherwise how would he use wood energy to dispel the disease energy and heal the many refugees?

It's just that I couldn't react for a while because I was wandering in the sky. Now that I wake up, all the previous things will naturally come into my heart again.

This [-]-year-old man is the official of Jingyuan Mansion. In the hearts of many refugees, this official is very upright.

At this time, he suddenly came over, probably because he heard that the free consultation by a doctor caused some disturbances, so he came to investigate in person.

Xu Ziqing respected such a person even though he was no longer in the world.

Aren't those who are like officials among mortals just like those who are like suzerains in the catastrophe, they all work hard for the children behind them?

In this matter, monks are no different from ordinary people.

They are all looking for a chance of survival.

Xu Ziqing recognized it, but didn't show it on his face, but smiled, and went to feel the pulse of the magistrate.

The magistrate finally managed to get in front of this doctor, and as he got closer, he could see it more clearly, and he was even more amazed in his heart.

When he was far away, he only thought that these two people were extraordinary, but seeing them so close now, he felt even more unspeakable... He just felt that this kind of talent had never been seen before, and no one could match him a comparison.

After calming down a bit, the official exposed his wrist.

When Hang Wu saw this, he was quite nervous and couldn't take his eyes off him.

After Xu Ziqing made the diagnosis calmly, he said with a smile: "This old gentleman is fine, but his body has been working hard for a long time. If he can't rest and recuperate, he may become ill from overwork." The acupoints are tapped, and wood gas is injected into it.Ordinary people don't practice, and the acupoints are blocked, and they can't store spiritual energy. They can use wood energy to dispel the dark wounds in their bodies, but it's easy.

The magistrate only felt a warmth flow into his body, and his exhaustion disappeared instantly, as if he had taken a panacea, he became more refreshed and refreshed, which was really very effective.

He was more and more sure of this doctor's ability, so he didn't say much, just cupped his hands and said: "Gao Yi, the genius doctor, I am grateful. If the genius doctor has any orders in the future, just go to the city to find someone named 'Hang Wu', he will surely Repay each other with all our strength."

A pun is not just for this moment of healing.

Xu Ziqing smiled slightly: "Old gentleman, you are being polite, it is not necessary to do so as a doctor's duty."

The magistrate had an amiable expression and did not reveal his identity. After another gesture, he turned and left.

Immediately, Xu Ziqing went to treat the next person without inquiring about the identity of the official.

However, for several days after that, he could enter the mind-refining state at any time, and the evil guest who always came to force him to invite him never appeared again.

This must be the care of that government official!

Because there was no more interference, Xu Ziqing sat here for more than a month, and he has already treated many refugees with serious illnesses in the whole prefecture, and there is no need for him to diagnose the remaining people with minor illnesses.Moreover, with his behavior, the other doctors in the prefecture city were no longer so overwhelmed, so they also freed up their hands to treat many refugees under the call of the prefectural officials.

Gradually, the situation got better and better, and the prefecture became even more joyful.

Although all the things left by the disaster have not been completely resolved, but after all, if there are fewer dead, there will be less depression.

On this day, some people went to the barren mountain to thank the divine doctor, but they waited until sunrise, and the divine doctor did not arrive.

It was only when the sky was bright that they saw that there was a smooth mountain wall that seemed to be cut with a sword, with silver hooks drawn on it and several lines of large characters written on it.

The general idea is that the doctor has already completed his merits and virtues here, and now he is going to another prefecture to administer medicine and cure diseases for other victims.

All the people who came here sighed, thankful for the kindness of this doctor, there must be those who have finally resettled their homes, there are two small statues in the house, one sitting and one standing, it is the doctor in green and the swordsman in white.Even if you burn incense and pray every day, you can count your sincerity, and pray for your benefactor's life to be safe and peaceful.

Gratitude is all over the city.

Xu Ziqing and Yun Lie also cast spells and arrived outside Taiyuan Mansion, which is adjacent to Jingyuan Mansion.

But in all the places in this prefectural city, there are always hills outside the city. On both sides of the official road, it shows a piece of greenery without affecting pedestrians and vehicles.

After arriving here, Xu Ziqing did the same thing, first propped up the "hanging pot" flag on the side of the official road, and said that he wanted a free consultation.It's the same, at the beginning, although some people waited and watched, no one took the initiative.

Taiyuan Mansion is different from Jingyuan Mansion. Although the disaster here is not as serious as Jingyuan Mansion, there are still many floating corpses on the ground after the disaster, and people must be sent to bury them.

Because the doctors in the city are also very busy, the people and refugees have to drag their sick bodies and crowd everywhere. Not only is it difficult to rebuild the city, but it is also difficult to preserve themselves, which is very miserable.

The officials here are not as dedicated to the people as the officials of Jingyuan Mansion. Although they are also disaster relief people, they are greedy for ink, so that the money and food for disaster relief have been polluted by him a lot. It is not as solid as Jingyuan Mansion.The victims not only died of many injuries, but also starved to death.

Xu Ziqing swept his consciousness, and quickly saw the scene in the prefecture.

The survivors' desire to survive here...is not as strong as in Jingyuan Mansion.

After a little thought, he already figured it out.

This is not surprising. Originally, this flood was a catastrophe for mortals. One by one, it swept over seven or eight prefectures.Although some are more serious and some are milder, in the final analysis, all of them are places of severe disaster, and some of them are not much better.

So originally this Taiyuan mansion had fewer deaths than Jingyuan mansion, but due to the unfavorable government officials and the shortage of doctors, the current situation is much more serious than that of Jingyuan mansion.

The people and refugees here may have been looking forward to it at first, but as time went by, the situation got worse, and naturally, despair was born.

As for the "barefoot doctor", the victims here are also more vigilant.

Xu Ziqing sat for a while, and clearly saw that there were refugees covered in festering, but he never thought of "treating a dead horse as a living horse".

It's really embarrassing.

More than half an hour later, Xu Ziqing was still ignored by no one. He saw that there were several people who couldn't bear it right in front of him.

Immediately, he sighed, stood up, and walked towards the crowded victims.

Flies and gnats were flying around there, and the refugees were huddled together. Due to wound ulceration, swelling and itching all over the body, they actually gave off a slight stench, which looked very unbearable.

In particular, there is a little girl in the middle, who seems to be no more than seven or eight years old, with a sallow face that is swollen, not to mention, there are sores on her arms, legs and feet.Her calf was hanging limply, as if it had been broken, and her chest was only rising and falling slightly, as if she was going to die anytime, anywhere...