The first Taoist priest of the Tang Dynasty

After Zhong Wen followed the female assassin out of Chang'an City, he boarded a carriage without a carriage, and then asked the woman aloud.

"Xiao Daoist, the name is just a title. You can call me Qingqing, or you can call me Guoguo."

The female assassin looked at Zhong Wen who was sitting opposite her and responded.

"Okay, where are we going? It's too far away, I won't go."

Zhong Wen saw that the carriage was going to the southwest, but he didn't know where it was going. If it was too far away from Chang'an, he would definitely not want it.

"Don't worry, Xiao Daoist, it won't be too far away, and it will be there in another hour."

Qingqing stared ahead and responded to Zhong Wen.

The carriage headed southwest until it reached the edge of Fengshui, and then stopped.

"Xiao Daochang, we are not far ahead, please follow me."

Qingqing jumped out of the carriage, pointed to the front of Fengshui bank, and said.

Zhong Wen did as he said, and then jumped out of the carriage, and followed Na Qingqing along the bank of Fengshui.

After traveling for another half an hour, before Zhong Wen's eyes, he saw a small boat parked on the edge of Fengshui, and there were several people waiting there on the bank.

"Prince Xiaodao, we're here."

Qingqing pointed to the small boat in front, and pointed to Zhong Wen who was following behind.

"Just here?"

Zhong Wen looked at the people in front of him and the small boat, feeling a little confused.

"My lord, the Taoist chief is here."

When Qingqing approached the small boat, she shouted into the small boat.

"Xiaodaochang is well. My surname is Li. I heard that Xiaodaochang has great medical skills. I invite you to come here today. It's just to talk, please bear with me."

At this time, a middle-aged man walked out of the boat, saying that he was not old, he was not young, he was estimated to be around 30 years old.

When the man came out of the boat, he directly saluted Zhong Wen on the shore, explaining how he invited Zhong Wen to come over this time.

"Your Excellency has made such a big detour, is it so simple to just invite me to come and talk? Listen to your subordinate Qingqing, tell me that there is a existence called Lanben Sutra, otherwise, I would not come here."

Zhong Wensui also cupped his hands and responded.

"What the little Daoist said is true, what I have in my hand is the Blue Book."

The middle-aged man was very straightforward, bluntly saying that the book in his hand is the original scripture.

"Oh? What you have in your hand is the original scripture, so it's not like you want to give it to me? It's not that simple, right?"

When Zhong Wen saw the blue scripture in the middle-aged man's hand, his heart was greatly moved.

It turns out that this matter is true, as for whether the book in the middle-aged man's hand is the original scripture or not, it may not be known.

But since I have followed that Qingqing here, I think I can't fake it.And the blueprint is right in front of you, it is impossible for Zhong Wen not to be jealous.

"What the little Taoist leader said is true. I will invite you to come here. Naturally, I need some help from the little Taoist leader. Moreover, only the little Taoist leader can help."

Hearing what Zhong Wen said, the middle-aged man pretended that the little Taoist priest in front of him didn't like going around in circles, so he spoke up.

"What kind of help do you want me to do? If it's my duty, I don't care, but I just don't know if the scripture in your hand is true or not."

Zhong Wen's biggest thought at this time is to distinguish the authenticity of the blue script.

"The little Daoist is so impatient, so it is all right to show the blue script in my hand to the little Taoist. It also proves that we are sincere in inviting the little Taoist."

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, he threw the Blue Book in his hand towards Zhong Wen on the bank, as if to show his sincerity.

Zhong Wen stretched out his hand to catch the book. It was a blue booklet, thread-bound, with three large characters on the blue book.

Immediately, began to look up.

But when Zhong Wen turned to the first page, he found that the first page recorded the general chapter of the ancient strange flowers and plants, the second page was the general chapter of medicinal herbs, the third page was the general chapter of medical theory, and the fourth page was about difficult and miscellaneous problems. In the general chapter on symptoms, the fifth page is the general chapter on Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, and the sixth page is the general chapter on acupuncture.

As for the seventh to ninth pages, they are all general chapters on medical techniques, while the tenth to twelve pages are general chapters on meridians and acupoints.

But when Zhong Wen turned to the last page, he found that the blue book was only a small point, there was no record of Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate at all, it was just the introduction of some ancient exotic flowers and herbs.

"Are you planning to use this so-called blue book to deceive me? The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate are not among them, and this blue book only records some exotic flowers and herbs."

After Zhong Wen finished reading, he raised his head, looked at the middle-aged man on the boat and said.

"Little Daoist, this is just one of the blue scripts, not all of them. Of course, if the little Taoist is willing to wait for me, then the remaining blue scripts will naturally be handed over to the little Taoist."

Of course the middle-aged man knew that this blue scripture was just the first volume of the twelve volumes of the blue script, and there were twelve volumes of the blue script, it was not just this one.

"Haha, do you want to deceive me with a miscellaneous book about exotic flowers and plants? What I want is the blue book of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate and acupuncture, not such miscellaneous books."

Although, Zhong Wen has read this volume of the original scriptures, of course he also knows that the things described in this book are amazing books, no matter whether it is flowers, plants or plants, they are basically related to medical skills. Among them is a kind of plant, which is also known to Zhong Wen. It is very rare, and every kind of exotic flower and herb can bring back life to a certain disease.

What Zhong Wen said is a miscellaneous book, not really a miscellaneous book, but a strange book.

It's just that what Zhong Wen cares about is not the blue script introduced by the strange flowers and herbs, but the thirteen ghost needles and the blue script of acupuncture.

"It seems that the little Daoist really wants to read the volume under the Blue Book. Anyway, it seems that if I don't show it, the little Daoist will not believe my sincerity."

Hearing what Zhong Wen said, the middle-aged man on the boat understood in his heart that a volume of scriptures with exotic flowers and plants might not be able to impress the little Taoist priest in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, a woman in the boat came out, holding a blue booklet in her hand, and handed it to the middle-aged man.

"Master Xiaodao, this is the original scripture of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate. If Master Xiaodao still doesn't believe our intentions after watching it, then it's not easy to talk about it."

After the middle-aged man took the blue booklet, he looked at Zhong Wen on the bank and said.

"Whether it's true or not, after reading it, I will naturally decide."

Zhong Wen's heart was agitated, he looked at another blue script in the middle-aged man's hand, and said.

"Here, we can talk about it after the Taoist leader watches it."

The middle-aged man directly threw the blue booklet in his hand to Zhong Wen on the bank.

Zhong Wen caught it casually and began to flip through it.

But when Zhong Wen turned over the first page, there were five big characters written on the paper, thirteen needles of ghost gate.

After half a quarter of an hour, Zhong Wen finally understood that the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate was indeed the authentic version as the middle-aged man said.

The Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate was written by Bian Que in the Warring States Period, and the "Nanjing" written by him is one of the four classics in the history of Chinese medicine.

What Bian Que learned all his life was taught by his teacher Sang Jun. Later, he practiced medicine all over the world, and he wrote such classics as "Nan Jing" and "Nei Jing". ) killed by jealousy.

Most of the medical books written by Bian Que have been lost, and many of the books that have been handed down are also missing.

And the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate was written by Bian Que. Its ghost palace, ghost base, ghost heart and other ghost acupoints can cure various insanity, madness, epilepsy and other diseases by using its acupuncture methods.

The thirteen needles of the ghost gate can be said to be a rare and excellent acupuncture method, and it is extremely rare.

"Little Daoist, how about it? Did I deceive you? What you have is just one volume of this scripture. If the little Daoist is willing to help me, we can also hand over the rest of the volumes. Yu Xiaodao grows up with you."

Just as Zhong Wen finished reading the thirteen needles of the ghost gate in volume five and was immersed in it, the middle-aged man on the boat asked Zhong Wen.

"It's true. It turns out that there is something real about the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate. It's really a rare book, alas."

After Zhong Wen came to his senses, he sighed greatly at the acupuncture methods used in this book, and really lamented the difference between the acupuncture methods of later generations and the original acupuncture methods.

The gate of ghosts, the gate of ghosts, naturally wants to pull you back from the gate of ghosts. It is not a cure for ordinary madness, but a real medical skill of strange books.

"Haha, that's natural. This blue book is a strange book. The Taoist priest, we have already shown our sincerity. I don't know if the Taoist priest can agree?"

The middle-aged man was a little anxious. Zhong Wen had given you these two original scriptures to read, and he had also identified the authenticity. Next, should we talk about the cooperation between the two parties?

Chapter 248 Making a Game

At this time, Zhong Wen seemed unable to make a decision, and froze on the spot.

Although he is basically familiar with the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, he still wants to know the other volumes of the Blue Book.

Although the two volumes of blue scriptures are the second of this scripture, each volume can be called a strange book in a strange book.

But what about the other ten volumes?Do you just give up?

Zhong Wen is really tangled at the moment, whether to agree or to refuse.

"Your Excellency, if you need help from me, please let me know."

Zhong Wen directly threw the two volumes of blue script in his hand back onto the boat, and asked aloud.

"You don't need to worry about the Taoist priest, we just need you to help us a little, it's not a big deal."

The middle-aged man caught the two blue scriptures that Zhong Wen threw at him, and handed them to a woman behind him. After standing still, he said to Zhong Wen.

"Then please tell me."

Regarding these people, Zhong Wen didn't know what they were going to do, but he thought that the female assassin named Qingqing dared to break into the palace city, so she must be going to assassinate Li Shimin.

As for what the middle-aged man needed his help for, Zhong Wen didn't know, but it must have something to do with the assassination, but he didn't understand why these people came to him.

I am just a little Taoist priest, this palace city is not something I can enter at will, let alone meet Li Shimin.

"Xiao Daoist, we want you to take us into the palace city, don't worry, as long as the little Daoist can bring us into this palace city, then the other scriptures in our hands will naturally be handed over to the little Daoist. "

The middle-aged man stared at Zhong Wen and revealed their purpose.

"Your Excellency, I'm just a young Taoist priest. I can't enter this palace city at will. What's more, it's a palace city, not a guest house."

"The Taoist priest doesn't seem to understand us. As far as we know, the Taoist priest has an inseparable relationship with Li Shanli, the guard of the palace city. Moreover, recently, the emperor's son Li Tai also has a very close relationship with the Taoist priest. Entering Miyagi is not difficult, right?"

"It seems that your Excellency has a lot of hands and eyes. You even know who I met recently. Come to think of it, your Excellency has a lot of disciples in Chang'an City. I don't know. If I tell the matter to Li If Shan knows, your disciples in Chang'an City probably won't be able to escape."

Zhong Wen felt a little displeased when he heard what the middle-aged man said.

They all knew who he had met. It seemed that the Huilai guest house was nearby, and they probably had people following them, and they probably had been following them for a long time. As for whether it was arranged recently, Zhong Wen didn't know yet.

"You don't need to be so nervous, I'm not going to harm you. Please rest assured about this, we just want you to take me into the palace city. As for other things, we will definitely not let Xiaodao scroll into it."

The middle-aged man saw Zhong Wen's complexion was a little uncomfortable, so he quickly explained.

"Can you let me think about it? I can't promise you such a big thing for the time being."

Zhong Wen thought for a long time before saying.

"Little Daoist, although this is the first time you and I have met, if the little Daoist can help us in the future, then we can sit down and have a talk. As for the blueprint, we can also give it away, and , we still have quite a few such strange books, I believe the Taoist chief will like them even more."

"Let me think about it for a few days before replying to you."

"Okay, then let's wait for the news from the Taoist leader."

"Farewell."

Zhong Wen didn't want to say anything more to the middle-aged man, this matter is really not something he can participate in, not to mention, if he brought these people into Miyagi, he would become an accomplice.

If Li Shimin really found out, he would not be far from death.

The female assassin named Qingqing saw Zhong Wen and the others finished their conversation, and took Zhong Wen away again.

But not long after Zhong Wen and the others left, the boat had already rowed away, heading for the upper reaches of Shangfengshui.

Zhong Wen didn't know who these people were, and it was inconvenient to ask, even to the female assassin. After all, it was better not to ask some things.

When Zhong Wen returned to the inn, it was already noon.

"Daozhang, are you back? Why did you go this morning? Are we still going to the medical center to study medicine in the afternoon?"

Seeing Zhong Wen who was returning to the inn, Jin Shui approached him and asked.

"I won't go for now, you go and prepare some pens, ink, paper and inkstone for me."

Zhong Wen, who had just returned to the inn, quickly asked Jin Shui to help him prepare pens, inks, papers and inkstones. He was afraid that the two volumes of blueprints he had memorized just now were inconsistent, so he had to write them down quickly so that he could check them and see if there were any mistakes. .

After all, I only watched it for a while at the edge of Fengshui, and it was hard to memorize it. Among them, some words must be wrong.

Write it down, and then check it, this is the best policy.

After a while, Jin Shui had prepared pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and stood aside, watching what Zhong Wen was writing.

After half an hour, after Zhong Wen finished writing silently, he began to check.

After the inspection of the clock was completed, it was found that there were still some mistakes. After that, it was corrected and checked again. Finally, it took a long time before I thought it was correct.

"Master Dao, what you wrote seems to be a book on acupuncture and moxibustion? Also, what are written on these papers seem to be flowers and plants?"

Jin Shui, who had been standing on the side all the time, looked at the words on the paper written by Zhong Wen. Although he didn't understand what was written, he could basically guess what it was from between the lines.

"Well, this is an article about acupuncture and moxibustion, and this one is an introduction to some exotic flowers and herbs."