Unknowingly, two hours passed, and all the people who were crushed by the pillars of the collapsed house were rescued. Dai Jian went from being cautious at the beginning, to later, he began to explain various precautions to the people around him with a calm expression.

He found that many of the nouns he said, such as plantain, white grass, dandelion, etc., people here know what plants they are.

Same language, same knowledge, could it be that their family traveled to a certain dynasty?

Dai Jian was examining a child when an old man walked towards him with two young men.

"Old man Liu Hongzhang is the village head of this village. He brought his grandson to thank Xing Zhe for his kindness in saving him."

As he spoke, the old man was about to kneel down with his two grandchildren.

This village is just a small village without a doctor. If Dai Jian hadn't appeared in time, the lives of those who were seriously injured by the pillars would have died.

Dai Jian quickly supported the old man and said, "You don't need to thank me, I just happened to pass by here."

Liu Hongzhang was also the person who had been treated by Dai Jian, and he was the head of the village. His attitude made Dai Jian heave a sigh of relief.

One side sincerely thanked the other side, and the other side wanted to inquire about it. Soon, Dai Jian got some news.

To his surprise, although there is a country here, it is different from what he guessed.

——Li Dynasty, he has never heard of a dynasty in the history he is familiar with.

Liu Guangjian, the grandson of the village head, is a gentle and responsible young man. Because Dai Jian rescued the injured in the whole village, he respectfully accompanied Dai Jian.

Dai Jian made up a traveling doctor's identity for himself, and Liu Guangjian had no doubts at all. After learning that everything Dai Jian carried with him fell into the cracks, he sincerely invited Dai Jian to stay in the village.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Dai Jian finally brought Wang Yujing and Dai Lin over and lived in the thatched hut that was temporarily built for him in the village.

"Husband, what should we do next?"

Wang Yujing sat on the wooden bed covered with straw, anxiously hugging the sleeping Dai Lin.

Suddenly traveling through a strange world, Wang Yujing was very disturbed, but it was her son Dai Lin who really frightened her so much that she couldn't sleep.

They searched for Dai Lin's illness all over modern Chinese and Western medicine, but they didn't diagnose the cause. This era is obviously very backward. Will Dai Lin's illness become more difficult to control?

Dai Jian was also worried about this, but his wife was already very disturbed. If he showed his feelings again, his wife might collapse. He half hugged Wang Yujing and comforted him, "Yujing, think about it from another angle. We have searched all the teachers and western doctors we could find, but there is no hope, and this world is very big, there must be great doctors, this may be an opportunity."

Dai Jian himself is a Chinese medicine doctor, and the teacher who taught him is a national expert, but he himself did not despise Western medicine. After discovering that Dai Lin had a problem, the husband and wife sought help from both Chinese and Western medicine at home and abroad, but they were repeatedly disappointed.

Traditional Chinese medicine has been inherited and developed from generation to generation, and it is true to continue to improve, but this does not mean that the abilities of the descendants must be stronger than the previous generations. There are always some geniuses whose abilities can span time and space, and it is difficult for the younger generations to struggle for a lifetime. Maybe this is the case in this era. the healer.

Dai Jian: "Before Liu Guangjian asked me if I was a doctor of the Suxin sect. He said that the Suxin sect used medicine to help the world. Doctors often come out to travel and treat people. A doctor named Fuwen in this sect is famous all over the world. Doctor, maybe we can go here and try."

"really?"

Wang Yujing felt a glimmer of hope in her heart.

Dai Jian held Wang Yujing in his arms, and said softly: "Really, I just listened to what Liu Guangjian said. The Suxin Sect is far away from here. We don't know anything now, and we don't understand anything. It's too dangerous to look there with dark eyes. , so I want to stay here for half a month before going on the road.”

After observing this afternoon, Dai Jian felt that the people in this small village were very simple and kind to their family, and it was a good place to take a break and learn about the world.

Wang Yujing listened carefully to Dai Jian's arrangement, and her heart calmed down little by little.

From this day onwards, there was a family of doctors temporarily living in this small village called Liujia Village.

According to his plan, Dai Jian treats the villagers on a daily basis and learns about the world little by little.

However, in just five days, the worldview he had built up with great difficulty collapsed.

Dai Jian was leading Liu Guangjian to look for herbs in the mountains when a few huge shadows suddenly passed over the ground. He subconsciously looked up and saw several people in white clothes flying in the air with swords.

People, Flying Swords——The World of Martial Arts?Cultivation world?

Dai Jian was so shocked that he couldn't speak. Liu Guangjian beside him looked at the figure in the sky, and there was a trace of sadness between his brows. He murmured: "It's the Luming Sect... Counting the time, it is indeed time to accept disciples at the Kaishan Mountain." It's time."

Dai Jian: "Luming Sect?"

Dai Jian made up his origins to the village—a doctor who had been studying medicine in a small hidden village, and took his wife and children out of the mountain because his son was sick.

In the past five days, Liu Guangjian had popularized a lot of knowledge for Dai Jian. Seeing his doubts, he said in detail: "The Luming Sect is the largest sect in the world..."

Only now did Dai Jian realize that this world is not the ancient world he thought, but a world of cultivating immortals with immortals.

Sects such as Luming Sect, Suxin Sect, and Tianji Sect are all sects of cultivating immortals, the kind of cultivating immortals that can really cultivate immortals to the point of immortality.

It's just that something went wrong in this world. The elders of various sects, Da Neng, died in order to save the world, and now the only ones left are monks with inexperienced cultivation.

The light they saw piercing the night when they first passed through was emitted by an elder of the Luming Sect, and the ringing of the bell they heard afterwards represented the death of this elder.

From Liu Guangjian's words, Dai Jian could hear the admiration for the cultivators of the various sects, as well as the fear of the crisis facing the world, and he also got the news that the elder Fuwen of the Suxin Sect was martyred a year ago up.

Received too much information, Dai Jian was a little dazed, and he didn't come back to his senses until he went down the mountain.

Walking to the entrance of the village, Dai Jian's stooped body, which was full of herbs, straightened up slightly. He adjusted his posture, pressed the information he had just received in his heart, and walked towards the thatched cottage where his family of three lived.

"Yu Jing, Lin Lin, I'm back."

It was morning, the sun was soft and the air was good. Usually at this time, Wang Yujing would take Dai Lin outside to bask in the sun, concoct herbs, and communicate with the women in the village.

Today, Wang Yujing's mother and son were not sitting at the door. Dai Lin thought they were inside, so he yelled and put down the basket on his body.

The room was silent and there was no response.

Just as Dai Jian was about to open the door and go in, a child ran out of the thatched cottage next door and said loudly, "Uncle Dai, my aunt asked me to tell you that she took her brother to the next village."

"The next door village?"

Dai Jian was stunned, Wang Yujing was not a reckless person, Liujia Village was a strange place to them now, let alone the next door village, his wife would not bring her son there for no reason.

"You child, you can't even tell the whole story."

A woman wearing a headscarf came out of the house with a dustpan and explained to Dai Jian: "Master Xu Qing of the Suxin Sect passed by the next village and was dispensing medicine. Don't worry, Doctor Dai. Many people in our village have passed by. , Miss Jing will not be in danger."

The woman's attitude towards Dai Jian was very warm. Her husband was one of the wounded patients rescued by Dai Jian. Knowing that Dai Jian didn't understand these things, she explained: "The priests of the Suxin Sect will go down the mountain regularly and give them gifts. Medicines are all panaceas. Doesn’t Lin Lin’s disease mean that many doctors are not optimistic about it? I thought that the priests of the Suxin Sect might be cured by the methods of immortals, so I asked my eldest son to take Jingmei to find him. Xu Qing has grown up."

"In recent years, the weather has been uneasy, and the Taoist chief of the Suxin Sect rarely appears on our side. This opportunity is rare, so..."

The woman was explaining in confusion, Dai Jian interrupted her, and hurriedly said: "Sister Lian, which direction are you going to the next village?"

"Ah... Over there, just go straight to the east. Doctor Dai wants to go there? Let my boy show you the way."

The woman freed her hand, pointed in the direction, and pushed the youngest son beside her out, ordering him to lead the way for Dai Jian.

After Dai Jian thanked him, he followed the child and ran towards the next village.

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