Dreaming back to the Tang Dynasty, I was working as a detective in Chang'an

The fat man asked: "What's wrong with the Eighth Prince?"

He said: "He is a coward, an out-and-out coward. He was just taught a lesson by his brother, and then he hid and lived with his wives, leaving the rest of the mess to those of us who have not read A person who has passed the book but never fought, and will only risk his life."

The fat man said: "Then what is the relationship between my father and you? I have never heard that he also rebelled. What I heard was that his old man disappeared while collecting yam, and his body was later found at the foot of the mountain. He was sent back and buried in his hometown.”

He looked at the tomb, his eyes a little moist, and said: "That year, our team in the mountains was hit by miasma, and we encountered ghosts beating the wall. We wandered in the mountains for almost a month and still didn't go out. Nearly 1 people There were less than half of the army left. At this time, I met your grandfather collecting medicine in the mountains and met us.

He couldn't bear to see us die miserably one by one, so he used his strange eyes to break through the maze of ghosts breaking the wall, and boiled herbs to cure us of the miasma poison. "

The fat man said: "Since my father saved you, why would he die here?"

He was silent for a while, then turned to look out the dark window and sighed:

"At that time, I was just an ordinary sergeant, and I was not very good at talking. If it were me now, your grandfather would not have died."

The fat man said: "What happened? Who killed my father?"

He said: "He cured our disease and planned to leave, but our coach saw that he had this ability and refused to let him leave, so he gave him the title of deputy coach.

Your grandfather's temper is too stubborn. When he learned that we were rebels, he refused to submit and insisted on leaving.

Our coach is someone who would rather let me suffer the consequences of the world than let the whole world fail me. Since we can't keep him, we can only kill him.

I was the one responsible for taking care of your grandfather at that time, and I was only a teenager at the time. "

The fat man clenched his fists and said, "Did you kill him?"

He shook his head and said: "Not only did I not kill him, I let him go. For this, I received fifty military sticks and almost died."

The fat man said: "How did my father die?"

He said: "On the third day after I let your grandpa go, I was beaten and injured. It was the rainy season at that time, and the wound could easily fester. Soon I developed a high fever, and I was about to die.

On the fourth day, your grandfather came back by himself. He heard about me on the way to escape. He didn't trust me, so he came back again in order to treat me.

I think he is stupid, so stupid that he is willing to die for someone he does not know. He cured my illness and saved my life.

At that time, there were many sick people in the army. He stayed with the benevolent attitude of a doctor, but he was not rewarded by the coach. He just wanted to be a doctor accompanying the army.

In order to make people believe that your grandfather was dead and cut off his escape, we threw the body of a soldier wearing his clothes at the foot of the mountain where your grandfather collected medicine, and cut open his face. No one would recognize him now. I don’t know whether he is your grandfather or not.

The team has fought all the way from the northwest to here. There are natural pastures here, which are very suitable for raising horses, so we plan to use this place as a base to recuperate.

Your grandfather started planting herbal medicine here. Although he does not receive any official title or reward, we all respect him very much.

Later, after more than ten years of bloody fighting, I finally took the position of coach. Because of your grandfather's presence, our officers and soldiers suffered fewer and fewer casualties, and our team became stronger and stronger. Your grandfather and I It has also become a year-end friend.

We were drinking together once, and he got drunk and mentioned you and your father. I know that he has missed you every moment for so many years, so I plan to let your grandpa go back, but there is a condition, that is Asking him to write down all his years of experience in treating diseases, your grandfather also readily agreed.

In the blink of an eye, two years later, he went there again, and his journal of the army was almost completed. I kept my promise, let him go back, and prepared enough silver and dry food for him. But who knew that less than three days after he left, we found him in the forest next to the pasture, but he was already dead. "

The fat man said angrily: "Who did it?"

He shook his head and sighed: "I don't know. When we saw him, he was not breathing. There were no wounds on his body, but his eyes were wide open, the muscles on his face were twisted, and his left eye turned golden. I Knowing that he was a person with different eyes and that he might have encountered something powerful and dirty, he was frightened to death. So I carried his body back and buried it in my side hall.

He is the only person I trust in my life and my best friend. "

The fat man gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe it!"

He turned around and took out a pamphlet from the cabinet behind him, handed it to the fat man and said, "I never lie. This is the army manual written by your grandfather. Check to see if it is his handwriting."

Fatty Grandpa has a lot of daily notes like this. He learned many of his skills from the books left by his grandfather, and of course he is familiar with his grandfather's notes.

This army manual was handwritten by grandpa. The fat man's eyes were a little moist.

The fat man flipped through the pages of his grandfather's manual. They all contained some treatment methods for treating miasma, drowning, falls, etc. There were also some simple troubleshooting methods similar to ghosts hitting the wall. It was a very practical book for military medicine. .

When he turned to one of the pages, it was marked out with a red pen. He read it carefully. It was about how to deal with mountain ghosts in the forest. Use willow or peach branches to beat the trees in the forest to make noise, or use children's urine to make a sound. It can be broken by splashing.

Seeing this, the fat man seemed to understand something, and he said to his lord: "Take me to the place where my grandfather's accident happened, and call my brother."

He said: "Okay."

The fat man said: "Since you are friends with my grandfather, may I ask what your name is?"

He said: "Gongsun Yi."

The fat man clasped his fists and backed away.

When I returned to my residence, I saw that the fat man was worried, so I asked, "What's going on?"

The fat man said: "Stop asking, go out with me tomorrow and I'll tell you. Now, go to sleep!"

As he spoke, the fat man fell on the table and fell asleep without even taking off his shoes.

I admire Fatty's sleep quality. He always falls asleep instantly. No matter what big thing happens, he can always fall asleep.

Instead, I had insomnia, and all I could think about was, what did the fat man do when he was called, why did he look so different when he came back, and what did the so-called lord say to him?

I have a hundred thousand reasons, but the fat man doesn't speak up. I can't do anything to him, I can only worry.

Later, I couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep.