In fact, this letter should have reached the poor scholar ten days ago, but because Duan Qiming was involved in the special circumstances of the imperial examination case, the letter passed through countless checkpoints and was used by various people at all levels. It will be reviewed and approved before being issued.
Of course, these processes are all conducted in private. After all, they are all officials in the same dynasty, and no one wants to offend a prince's son.
But with such a delay, by the time the poor scholar received it, it was ten days late. It was already the evening of the last day of their half-year appointment.
Kyoto is far away from here, and there is only one night, not to mention that it is too late for people to get there, even if it is easy to speed up, it is too late.
Unless you are an immortal with magical powers such as flying in the sky, escaping from the earth, somersaulting through the clouds, or transmitting sounds for thousands of miles, or you have the level of technology such as being able to make phone calls and video calls.
But it is a pity that if a poor scholar really had these skills, he would not be poor!
What is unexpected is that in order to keep the appointment on time, this poor scholar actually chose to commit suicide and traveled thousands of miles at night in the body of a ghost to reach Kyoto.
On the last night before Duan Qiming left Kyoto, he was waiting for the poor scholar in his study. He suddenly felt drowsy, and then he felt the candlelight beside the desk flickering slightly.
After a while, a vague figure approached from outside, but did not come in. It just called his name softly outside the door.
“Brother Qiming! Brother Qiming!”
In a daze, Duan Qiming looked outside and realized that the blurry figure outside the house was actually the poor scholar. It was he who greeted him outside the house.
Duan Qiming asked the poor scholar to come closer and then he heard that the poor scholar said that he went crazy because of the huge changes in his family and forgot the appointment. In order to keep the appointment on time, he heard that ghosts can travel thousands of miles at night, so he committed suicide and took the body of a ghost. Come for your appointment.
Because humans and ghosts live in different ways, being too close to each other has a bad influence on others, so it is better for the two of them not to be too close.
After Duan Qiming learned the cause and effect of the incident, he burst into tears and confessed that he had harmed the poor scholar. When he was about to kill himself, he was stopped by the disturbed entourage from the room next to him.
On the next day, the truth about the imperial examination favoritism case was revealed. Duan Qiming and the poor scholar were rehabilitated. The poor scholar was ranked second in high school. Although Duan Qiming was not in the top three, he still got the top few. Guangzong Yaozu.
According to the imperial examination system, after obtaining the ranking, a congratulatory team from the official family came to deliver the good news. Unfortunately, only when the official congratulatory team arrived did they know what happened to the second place in the new subject.
This matter was reported to the ears of the emperor at that time. The emperor sighed at the poor scholar's great promise and ordered to build a temple for him to worship.
Under the law of heaven at that time, this poor scholar got good luck and was made a small earth god. Then he was promoted all the way and became the mountain god of the entire Yushan Mountains.
He is in charge of the Qianli Mountain area, and has jurisdiction over the gods such as the City God, the Land God, the Mountain God, and the River Lord in the Yushan area.
As a poor scholar after an immortal, he will still take care of Duan Qiming and the descendants of the Duan family within the limits of his ability.
However, Qiming was also an extremely upright person. When he was alive, he rarely troubled his old friend. Instead, he often supported the people of his mountain god's fiefdom in the name of his old friend, the mountain god, and helped him solve some problems that were inconvenient for him. In a sense, he was very helpful in his promotion.
Before he died, Duan Qiming told his descendants that they could only disturb this friend who was already in the immortal class only once when the family was in danger. Otherwise, they should not trouble this old friend. After all, there is a difference between immortals and mortals. If immortals want to help ordinary people with their own selfish interests, they will also have great karma.
It must be said that the two of them are deeply affectionate and righteous people. This kind of friendship between them, in which they consider each other deeply, makes Xu Bo'an admire them endlessly! Even a little envious and jealous.
After knowing this memory, Xu Boan suddenly understood.
It turns out that this mountain god actually has such an amazing story, and this mountain god of Yushan is not an ordinary little mountain god. He actually has such a large jurisdiction. No wonder he can open a branch base. It seems that he has accepted this inheritance.
What makes Xu Bo'an depressed is that the contents of these memories are the private affairs of the mountain god grandpa. Understanding these memories requires a lot of effort, which is a bit too sinister.
It’s just that since it was something promised in the inheritance, Xu Bo’an couldn’t just sit idly by and ignore it after knowing it.
"Duan Xiaoshan, what's wrong with your father?" Xu Bo'an asked directly.
When Duan Xiaoshan heard Xu Boan's question, he immediately knew that the other party was willing to help him, and said with surprise: "You...are you the mountain god who was an old friend of our ancestor Duan Qiming?"
Xu Bo'an sighed softly and said: "Yes or no, but this is not important. I will take care of your business. Tell me. What happened to your father."
In fact, Xu Bo'an didn't understand what kind of existence he was. He could be said to be a serious god. He had so many supernatural powers that even Xu Bo'an didn't know that he had any cultivation method that could improve himself.
But to say that he is an ordinary person, these abilities are not something ordinary people can have.
And what Xu Bo'an doesn't understand is why the poor scholar disappeared again when he was already so powerful!
In addition, where were the other gods and even the gods of that period? Why did it seem to have disappeared so inexplicably?
The most important thing is why did he get this mountain god inheritance? Is it a coincidence or fate? He was the only one who got this opportunity, but there were countless others who got it!
Faced with these questions, even Xu Boan himself didn’t know, so he couldn’t answer them for others.
Duan Xiaoshan said with a sad face: "My father led the troops to fight against the Southern Barbarian enemies two months ago. He was ambushed in a place called Heiyun Ridge and was attacked by miasma. His limbs are still sore all over. I am powerless and have searched for many famous doctors, but there is no solution.
The ancestors have taught me that when the family is in danger, they can only disturb the seniors once, but it is only once. Over the years, my descendants have been descendants of the Duan family. I have never forgotten the teachings of my ancestors and never dared to disturb my predecessors.
But this time my father was seriously ill, foreign enemies were fiercely eyeing me, and civil strife broke out frequently. The imperial court was unable to help me in Southern Xinjiang. Except for my father, Southern Xinjiang was unstoppable. There is currently no one who can save the building from collapse! It can be said that internal and external troubles are at their most critical.
Once the southern Xinjiang defense line is breached, it will be a disaster for our Duan family and our general Duan family. The younger generation has no choice but to trouble the seniors. I hope the seniors can help me and save my Duan family from the fire. "
The ancestral teachings that Duan Xiaoshan mentioned were also mentioned in Xu Boan's newly acquired memory. As for other situations, although Xu Boan did not know much about them, they were not relevant at the moment.
After all, no matter what, since the decision has been made, people still need to be treated.
Xu Boan went straight to the topic and asked: "Miasma? What kind of miasma is your father suffering from?"
Duan Xiaoshan said with a blank look on his face: "Well, there are different types of miasma. ? The juniors are not sure."
Xu Bo'an patiently explained: "Naturally, the environments that produce miasma are different, including differences in climate, temperature, humidity, species and decay in the area. The types of miasmas formed are also different. Each of these miasmas can cause different harm to people. For example, some miasmas can cause people to have blurred vision, gradually lose their sense of direction, and become mentally depressed, with hallucinations and manic symptoms;
Some miasma can cause people's bones to gradually soften, and the body to lose support. Black spots appear on the surface of the skin and gradually become ulcerated, causing difficulty in breathing and a foul odor. The miasma can cause people's memory to decline quickly, and sometimes they even forget who they are, and they can also lose control of their emotions, sometimes experiencing ecstasy and sometimes despair.
The differences in these miasma bring different harms. Naturally, there are different treatments."
When Duan Xiaoshan heard this, his face suddenly turned ugly and he said anxiously: "Ah! I have never heard of these things. However, the doctors who treated my father never mentioned this.
The junior thought about it for a while, and found that none of the symptoms that the senior just mentioned matched my father's. He currently only has symptoms of weakness in his limbs and aches all over his body. It seems to be somewhat similar to the last miasma disease you just mentioned, senior, but there is no mania. Behaviors and Signs. "
Xu Bo'an sighed and said: "Treatment requires the right medicine. Some diseases are often more difficult to grasp than what they appear on the surface. Similar or identical symptoms cannot be said to be the same disease. Don't dare to take medicine at will.
In addition to the weakness of the limbs and aches all over the body you just mentioned, what other symptoms does your father have, such as how is the coating on his tongue? How's your pulse? How are the pupils? What are the symptoms of eyelids? "
Duan Xiaoshan was confused by the question, and he looked as if he was about to cry. He said with a sad face: "Senior, this junior doesn't even know what you are asking. How can this be done? ”
Actually, this is no wonder Duan Xiaoshan. Duan Xiaoshan originally thought he came to see the gods, but not the doctors. Don’t gods rely on magical powers to treat diseases? He really didn’t expect that. He still had to answer these worrying questions.
Hearing this, Xu Boan was quite helpless.
To be honest, he really didn’t have a good solution for this kind of thing.
< br>After all, with his current ability, he can only rely on the medical skills he learned from the Zhang family's ancestral medical books in the real world, and those can only be regarded as ordinary medical skills. Diseases can be diagnosed based on these technologies.
Nowadays, patients cannot even be seen, and so-called treatment is out of the question.
As we all know, as long as people are treated by practicing medicine, Treatment can only be carried out after seeing the patient and carefully understanding the symptoms.
But let alone the patient at the moment, Xu Bo'an didn't even understand the patient's symptoms, so he couldn't even start.
There are too many types of miasma. If you fail to prescribe the right medicine during treatment, it will be like testing poison.
But he can't ignore the Duan family's affairs, so what should he do?
While Xu Bo'an was anxiously thinking of a solution, he felt the incense will suddenly tremble for a while.
Xu Bo'an suddenly felt happy, good guy, the savior is here, why did he forget about this? We have the golden finger of incense and willingness!
"Consume the power of incense and wish to cure Duan Xiaoshan's father!" Xu Boxan thought silently in his heart.
However, the incense and wish power remained motionless.
Xu Boan tried to change his mind again and said silently, "I want to know how to treat Duan Xiaoshan's father."
The next moment, the incense's willpower suddenly responded, and a wisp was missing in an instant.
Almost at the same time, Xu Boan clearly knew the treatment method for Duan Xiaoshan's father's unknown disease.
Then, Xu Bo'an felt a little dumbfounded.
I have to say that the rules for deducting the power of incense are really evil! Not long after he had just received eight rays, he was tricked into giving back two more rays.
After Xu Boan consumed the power of incense, the method given by the guide of the incense power turned out to be "incense ash"!
It goes without saying that this naturally refers to the incense ashes in the incense burner that Xu Boan had in the mountain temple in the backing village!
Xu Bo'an has seen the efficacy of incense ash. In the past, whether the brown bear who was the guardian of the mountain was injured, or the eagle brought by Li Wufu was treated, the incense ash was used to treat well. Effect.
But when Xu Boan tried to take out the incense ashes, he found that the incense ashes could not be taken out at all.
So Xu Boan has always subconsciously thought that this thing can only be used by animals in the bonsai world, so he has treated people several times, but he has never thought of this incense ash. He did not expect that he would In this way, I was deceived inexplicably.
This kind of heartbreaking rule is like taking a taxi and it stops within a minute of getting in. Just sitting across the street is the destination!
Xu Bo'an sighed for a while, he must think twice before consuming the power of incense in the future.
No matter what, there is a solution to this matter.
Xu Bo'an just did it. Looking at Duan Xiaoshan who was still at a loss and about to cry anxiously, he immediately spoke to comfort him: "Duan Xiaoshan, you don't need to worry, I have a solution. Just wait for me here for a moment and I'll go there." Come."
Duan Xiaoshan's face suddenly froze when he heard this, and then his anxious face finally showed joy, and he hurriedly said: "Junior understands!"
Xu Bo'an thought and teleported to the backer. At the Cunshan Temple, I took some incense ashes with a raised hand.
Xu Boan was about to return to Shanyang City to reply to Duan Xiaoshan when suddenly his eyes lit up and he saw a graceful figure dancing in the yard not far away under the hazy moonlight.
Her steps are as light as petals falling in spring, or like catkins blown by the breeze, light and elegant, without any heaviness.
Every moment when her movements are stagnant, she is like a carefully carved work of art. She is so light that she can jump through the torrent of time, making people feel an otherworldly beauty.
Xu Boan couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
This dance can only be seen in heaven, how often can we see it on earth!
If it weren’t for this ability, Xu Boan would have wanted to compose a poem. (End of this chapter)