Cultivation with PSP

Lightning and thunder, thunder and rain, this bad weather came suddenly and violently, the branches as thin as willows had already been crushed into several pieces by the heavy rain.

The dark clouds in the sky only increased, and the dense jungle seemed to be destroyed at any time.

This afternoon, the villagers in Lijia Village were all busy. A disaster from heaven washed away their huts. Although the rain was heavy in previous years, it would not be as ferocious as it is today.

The cold autumn wind penetrated into the thin bodies of the villagers, and everyone rubbed their hands together to keep warm.

This village is considered ruined. The mud houses made of thatch and mud cannot withstand the destruction of nature.The villagers could only gather in a cave, hoping to discuss a solution.

Everyone was frowning. These ruined earthen houses were built by the villagers with great painstaking efforts, but now they have turned into a mass of mud.

The old village chief sighed, rubbing the pipe rod in his hands, not knowing why there was such a big commotion today?If it continues like this, it is by no means a long-term solution.

The bearded man closest to the village chief stood up impatiently, walking back and forth with his hands behind his back.It can be seen that this person is very impatient.

Lijia Village is surnamed Li and has no other surnames. The villagers take care of each other like a family of brothers. The villagers have been isolated from the world for generations, and it is difficult for outsiders to enter. The villagers are used to life in the village and rarely go out. It can be described as a hidden village. .

There is another reason for not going out of the village. There is an ancient tradition in the village. Villagers surnamed Li must protect Lijia Village from generation to generation.Villagers have followed the rules set by their ancestors for countless generations.

These are not problems. The villagers are self-sufficient and live freely. However, the problem of this house has not been resolved.I once thought about building a house with wood, but found it useless, and the wooden house leaked as usual.

Now, a natural disaster has destroyed Lijia Village, and the villagers are huddled in caves, helpless.Whenever there is thunder from the sky, the villagers are all terrified.

When seeing such a large natural disaster, the village chief can probably guess that his home will be destroyed again...

Lijia Village has always hoped that the villagers would not have to worry about the house. If it weren't for the rules of the ancestors, the village chief would definitely send the villagers out of the mountain to find a solution.

Xu saw that the villagers became impatient, and the village chief stopped smoking the dry tobacco. He put away the pipe and stood up while leaning on the wall of the cave.

"Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient. Maybe it's the test God gave Lijia Village. After this disaster is over, the rain will pass and the sky will clear."

Although I know what the village head said, it is to comfort everyone.However, seeing that the villagers who went out to investigate the situation had not returned, everyone was a little worried.

"came back!"

Hearing the sound of chaos and the sound of good news outside the cave, all the villagers stood up one after another. The women and children hid behind the men and looked out of the cave expectantly.

"Second boy, what are you carrying?"

The big man shouted loudly when he saw that the villager who came back was carrying a black thing on his back.

The man put down the things on his back, wiped the rainwater from his face, and then explained, "Father, the village chief. I picked up a man! This man passed out under a tree and was rescued by me. "

The villagers besieged the city, looking at it curiously and boldly, but everyone couldn't figure out how to go out and carry a person back.And it's weird, it doesn't look like a villager from the Li family.

Looking at the increasingly terrifying rain outside, one of the villagers worried, "Is this person still alive? From what I can see, it looks like he is dead!"

"Go, go, what is dead or not! It's all nonsense. Will I recite the dead!"

"Hey, Erwazi, why don't you usually protect us?" After the tense atmosphere passed, the villagers began to make fun of this dark and skinny boy.

Seeing everyone's joking jokes, a trace of astringency appeared on the boy's face, which opened the eyes of the villagers. Usually Erwazi is as black as charcoal, and he can't find it at night with a lantern. shy too!

"I said Erwazi, are you picking up a daughter-in-law and coming back? In this way, your father won't worry about you not being able to marry a daughter-in-law."

"What nonsense!" The bearded big man slapped the nonsense strong man, making the big man stumble, this old Li's hand is famous in the village, and it hurts to beat people.

Seeing that his father was angry, the strong man hurriedly apologized: "Dad, am I joking? You beat me so hard that I almost vomited blood!"

The village chief knocked on his cigarette stick, coughed twice, walked towards the strong man, knocked on it with a cigarette bag, and said sternly: "I know how to bully the second child all day long, and I didn't see that the one who was carrying back was a boy?"

Although the village head is in his twilight years, the prestige accumulated over the years is still there. Such a village head made the strong man shut up immediately.

"Mother, why is this brother still awake? Is he like uncle, never coming back again?"

The child's innocent words made the old woman tightly cover the child's lips, whispering in his mouth, "Children's words are free, children's speeches are free..."

"Second boy, go and see if there are thousands of spirit grass outside the cave. I figured out that this boy has a fever. Go pick some herbs, squeeze them into juice, and let him take it."

Looking at the eager back, the village chief shook his head. There were no outsiders in the village these few years, and finally a stranger came. Everyone was eager to find something new. Seeing Erwazi's enthusiastic appearance, the village chief felt a little headache, and the boys on the ground also I don't know where it came from, how did it fall into the deep mountains, this wilderness, if everyone hadn't gone out to look for food, I'm afraid this person would have been taken away by wild animals.

"Village Chief, Thousand Spirit Grass!" The young man held up the herb in his hand, showing his white teeth.

"Squeeze out the juice of the herbs and open his mouth..."

The boy scratched his head. It was late autumn, but his head was sweating profusely. He was so anxious that he didn't know what to do, so he had to turn to his father for help, "Dad, I can't hold on..."

Father Li felt that he had lost face, and his complexion was a little bad, and he said with a dark face: "What about your future?" He pushed the young man away, and with strong force, pinched a red mark on the unconscious young man's face.

"Father, take it easy!" The young man said as he poured the juice of the medicinal herb into the man's mouth. Seeing that the man was frowning, he slapped Old Li's hand off and said, "Father, it hurts when you pinch it!" It's gone!"

"Hey, brat! Turn your elbows out? See if I don't kill you!" Father Li said as he was about to roll up his sleeves, as if he wanted to fix the boy.

The black and thin boy was not afraid of his father at all, with a dark complexion, only a pair of clean and clear eyes, he took out a clean coat to put on the unconscious man, and said: "Father, who are you scaring?" ? Can't beat me again..."

"Cough..." The voice of the village chief interrupted the quarrel between the two. He stroked his white beard, smiled and said, "Second boy, the villagers have nowhere to go right now, and you brought such a person back, we No extra food either…”

What the village chief hadn't finished speaking made the young man's heart tense. He looked at the old village chief nervously, and grabbed his hem weakly with two fingers.

"Since the man has been rescued, everyone won't ignore it. It's just that we can't suffer from the sick..." The village head sighed and continued, "This boy is dressed in a strange way, but at first glance, he looks like a brocade suit." Young master of the family, I'm afraid he won't survive tonight."

There is a saying that the poor can't get sick...

The village chief's worry is not unreasonable. In the current situation, they are worried that this young man will not be able to survive tonight. Watching the passing of life, these simple villagers are somewhat unable to do so. Usually, if anyone in the village gets sick, they can pick some herbs to boil Serious diseases can be cured by making soup. Looking at the young man's skin and tender meat, they are afraid that he will not be used to it. Moreover, the villagers don't even have a place to live now.Not to mention healing for others.

"Village Chief, why don't we wait for the rain to subside, and everyone go out to gather some herbs and process the herbs in a simple small iron pot. The success depends on this kid's life!"

Regarding the young man's opinion, everyone agrees, instead of waiting here, it is better to take action, they believe that the young master will survive.

Seeing that everyone had no objection, the old village chief called the villagers together and ordered the medicinal materials to be collected. Now outside the cave, the rain continued.You can't climb on the edge of the cliff, you can only hope to find some precious medicinal herbs in the plain.

Everyone carried out the tasks assigned by the village chief in an orderly manner. The young and strong men were responsible for going out to find herbs, and the younger ones looked for some food nearby. Wild vegetables and fruits could be used to satisfy their hunger.And the young women took care of the unconscious man.