C649 The Story of the Old Man
C649 The Story of the Old Man
"I would like to hear what the old man has to say."
Qin Chuan cupped his hands respectfully. It had to be said that this old man's words and actions were completely different from that of an ordinary old man. What Qin Chuan was more interested in was what kind of past he had.
The old man drank a mouthful of wine and said leisurely.
"When we were young, our village was plagued by natural disasters and man-made disasters. The people of the other villages took this opportunity to rob our land and houses. How could we tolerate that?"
"In the end, I brought some of my brothers to resist those people. In the end, most of the brothers who protected the village with me died. Now, I am the only one left. I am still in my old age. All my old injuries were caused when I was young..."
"Oh?" Qin Chuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard that. There was something hidden in the old man's words. Was that so-called village really just a village?
"Hehe, but the great battle when we were young shattered the snobbish forces of the surrounding villages. " It was only in these few decades that they managed to calm down. " It's a pity that this evil dog doesn't have a good memory! "He just had a mouthful of good teeth, and now he wants to come and bite us in our village!"
The more the old man spoke, the angrier he got. The wine bottle in his hand rang loudly. Fortunately, the two of them were in a remote location, or else they would have attracted the attention of others.
"Sir, I understand what you mean, but why can't we catch all of those evil dogs in one fell swoop?" Qin Chuan said in a deep voice.
"You understand?" The old man glanced at Qin Chuan in surprise and nodded.
"It's good that you understand, but those evil dogs have their own masters. They can't be killed, and they can't be killed as they wish. I'm afraid that I won't be able to last until that time with all my injuries."
As the old man spoke, he picked up another bottle of Erguotou, opened it, and was about to pour it into his mouth.
"Sir, please wait!"
At this moment, Qin Chuan suddenly stretched out his hand and stopped him.
"What? You don't want me to drink anymore?" The old man casually asked, his eyes sweeping outside the window.
It was already late at night. From the inside, it was impossible to tell what was going on outside. However, Wong Ning and the others outside could feel that Elder Zang was looking at them.
"Old sir, have you never thought of finding someone to treat your illness?" Qin Chuan pondered for a moment and asked.
The old man waved his hand and said helplessly. "I have. Regardless of whether it is TCM or Western medicine, I have been traveling all over China to cure my body all these years. However, my body is getting worse and worse. The more I cough, the worse it becomes. I have no choice but to use this small pill to keep my life."
As the old man spoke, he pointed at the exquisite porcelain bottle on the table.
"Sir, can you let me take a look at this medicine?" Qin Chuan asked.
"This..." The old man hesitated for a moment and gritted his teeth.
"Alright, since little brother is interested, but I have to remind you that my medicine is a treasure. You must be careful."
As the old man spoke, he picked up the porcelain bottle. Qin Chuan immediately stretched out his palm. The old man slightly tilted the porcelain bottle and a pill fell into Qin Chuan's palm.
Qin Chuan's arm subconsciously retracted. There was nothing else. The main thing was that the pill was too hot.
The surface of the pill did not look strange at all, but when it landed in his hand, it was as if he was holding a burning coal.
"Haha, little brother, how do you feel?" When the old man saw Qin Chuan frowning, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Sir, your medicine is indeed different from ordinary ones." Qin Chuan waited for a while until his palm had gotten used to the temperature before he took it over and examined it.
He saw that although the pill was smeared on the outside, when he took a closer look, there seemed to be countless meridians circulating and the brilliance was restrained. Qin Chuan could not help but use his fingernails to gently press a little and put it into his mouth. Immediately, he felt as if he had drunk the most intense wine in the world. His throat was burning hot until it reached his stomach.
No wonder the old man was fine after drinking a bottle of Erguotou in two mouthfuls. After eating this kind of medicine every day, his body would probably have gotten used to it long ago.
"How is it? This medicine of mine is not bad, right?" The old man asked with a smile.
"The medicine is not bad, but unfortunately used in the wrong place." Qin Chuan shook his head. Although Qin Chuan had never learned TCM, the Universal All-knowing Scripture contained everything. What exactly was this medicine for? Qin Chuan had also tasted it.
"Oh? Could it be that little brother has dabbled in comparing?" The old man raised his eyebrows, but there wasn't much surprise in his eyes. Instead, he looked at Qin Chuan with a scrutinizing gaze.
Qin Chuan pondered for a moment and said. "Although this medicine is dry, it is dry and does not release. The medicinal strength is fierce, but it can also allow the human body to absorb it gently. It can be considered a kind of strange medicine. If it is used to deal with the cold poison in the body, it can be said to be a good illness. However, the old man used it to suppress the heat. It can only be considered a bad idea."
"What? Don't tell me you have other methods?"
The old man's eyes widened. He thought to himself, "This kid... Was it really as mysterious as that girl had said?