80s Taoism

After all this is done, the sky has gradually darkened. Zhang Jiaohua returned to his residence while it was still dark.

"Mr. Zhang." An old man was standing on the playground of the old school.

"Uncle, this is my grandfather." Gu Chuangui got out from that corner without knowing it.

"Hello, old man." Zhang Jiaohua said.

"Officer Zhang, I'm really sorry that Chuangui has often come to disturb you these days. I'm Chuangui's grandfather, and my name is Gu Yongyi." Gu Yongyi looked to be in his sixties, with a hunchback, awkward legs, and a limp when walking. Gu Yongyi was holding something in his hand. His hand didn't have much strength. It didn't look like a heavy thing. He had changed hands several times while speaking.

"Old man, what do you want from me?" Zhang Jiaohua asked.

"It's nothing. I'm really sorry that Chuangui has come to trouble you every day these days. I happened to hunt a pheasant in the mountains today, and I fried the pheasant and sent it to you. I heard that you city people like to eat wild animals in the mountains. It's a pity that our Yingpan Village has done a lot, and even the wild animals in the mountains are getting less and less." Gu Yongyi said.

"No, no, this pheasant, old man, you should take it back and eat it with Chuangui." Zhang Jiaohua knew that the conditions here were harsh, and it was not easy for his family to eat some meat.

"Uncle Zhang, just accept it. Grandpa took a lot of effort to get a pheasant." Gu Chuangui said earnestly.

Zhang Jiaohua looked at Gu Yongyi, then at Gu Chuangui, and nodded, "Okay, I'll accept it, but you have to promise me one condition."

"What conditions?" Gu Yongyi asked.

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"You guys have to stay and eat with me." Zhang Jiaohua said.

"Director Zhang, don't worry, I only packed a part of this pheasant for you, and there are still a lot left at home." Gu Yongyi quickly waved his hand.

Zhang Jiaohua smiled, how big a bowl can a pheasant cook, can he still not know? He laughed and said, "Anyway, if you don't stay and eat with me, I don't want your pheasant."

"Grandpa, why don't we stay here." Gu Chuangui was afraid that Zhang Jiaohua would not want the pheasant meat his grandfather fried.

Gu Yongyi also saw that Zhang Jiaohua didn't just talk casually, so he nodded: "Director Zhang, why are you doing this? We will cause you trouble."

"Don't worry. I'm not afraid of trouble. It's just a meal, how much trouble can it be? Chuangui, come and help me, wash the rice for me." Zhang Jiaohua said.

Gu Chuangui immediately ran over obediently.

Zhang Jiaohua asked Gu Chuangui to help, not because he really wanted Gu Chuangui to do things for him, but because he wanted Gu Yongyi and Gu Chuangui to relax more.

Sure enough, not only Gu Chuangui joined in the cooking process, but even Gu Yongyi joined in. Several people were busy with dinner dishes like a family, and when all the dishes were ready, the three of them no longer felt strange at all.

Gu Chuangui ate perhaps the most delicious meal in his life, and he devoured a large bowl of food. He was still not full, but Zhang Jiaohua didn't expect Gu Chuangui to be so good, and the rice was not cooked enough.

"Stinky boy, eat slowly. Are you afraid of being stuffed to death after eating so much?" Gu Yongyi scolded Gu Chuangui for a meal, and then sighed. From Gu Yongyi's expression, it can be seen that the situation of Gu Chuangui's family is definitely not that simple. Perhaps the situation was even worse than Zhang Jiaohua expected.

After dinner, Zhang Jiaohua asked Gu Yongyi: "Old man, Chuangui said that your foot hurts badly. Is it the left foot?"

Gu Yongyi nodded: "Chairman Zhang, don't worry. My leg is fine. We rural people are not that delicate."

Zhang Jiaohua said: "Don't worry. I will learn a little medical skill from a master, and see if I can heal your foot well."

Gu Yongyi smiled and said: "It's okay if it can't be cured. Anyway, after so many years, I've gotten used to it."

"Come on, let me take a look first. Anyway, I won't waste time." Zhang Jiaohua said with a smile.

Gu Yongyi thought to himself that it's nothing serious anyway, it doesn't matter if it can be cured or not, it's been hurting for years, so why worry?

Zhang Jiaohua looked at Gu Yongyi's legs, the joints were a bit swollen, this disease is not easy to cure if you have money or not. This rheumatism is said to be an immortal cancer.

Zhang Jiaohua went in and brought a bowl of water, and said silently: "Put a golden knife on the plane tree, and a silver knife on the plane tree, left to the left, right to the right, upper to the upper, lower to the lower, the patriarch and the master. One does not bleed, and the other does not do evil. My disciples are here to relieve pain and swelling, and cool down. I respect the Supreme Lord and be as urgent as a law. Order!"

Then he came out with a bowl. Some prepared pills for cultivating health were added to the bowl, and it smelled like a strong traditional Chinese medicine.

"This is a secret recipe my master taught me. Drink it first and see if it works. If it works, come back and drink two more doses. Take it internally and apply it externally. This way the effect will be even better." Zhang Jiaohua said.

Gu Yongyi took the bowl, and as soon as he smelled the smell of traditional Chinese medicine, he realized that Zhang Jiaohua was not kidding, it was really Chinese medicine, and smiled: "I never expected that Officer Zhang really knows medical skills."

"Drink quickly." Zhang Jiaohua said.

Gu Yongyi hurriedly drank this bowl of medicine into his stomach. This medicine is a bit different from ordinary Chinese medicine. It has a strong taste, but not much bitterness. After drinking it in one sip, I felt a warm feeling in my stomach.

"This medicine?" Gu Yongyi looked at Zhang Jiaohua suspiciously.

"Is this medicine different from ordinary medicine? It's a little different, a unique medicine passed down to me by my master. It doesn't have any bitter taste." Zhang Jiaohua considered whether to make the medicine bitter.

"No wonder. This medicine is not bitter at all, and it feels comfortable to drink. Hey, my feet don't hurt much anymore. The effect is really good." Gu Yongyi said.

"It may be a psychological effect. Let's see in two days. If it really improves, come to me to take this medicine again. If it still hurts, let's try to apply medicine on the feet. This way, the effect will be better." Zhang Jiaohua sent Gu Yongyi's grandparents to the road. Gu Yongyi's grandfather and grandson walked all the way, looking back at Zhang Jiaohua all the way, and thanking Zhang Jiaohua repeatedly.

What Gu Yongyi drank was cold water that relieved pain and swelling. Zhang Jiaohua didn't know how effective it was on his rheumatism, but this time the water used was extraordinary. He directly used the spiritual spring in the Taoist diagram, so the effect was naturally better than ordinary water, not a little bit. Even if Gu Yongyi didn't melt the water, if he drank a cup of spiritual spring, most of his illnesses would be healed.

Sure enough, early the next morning, Gu Chuangui ran over excitedly: "Uncle, uncle, my grandfather's feet are healed, and he doesn't walk with a limp at all."

Gu Yongyi followed behind Gu Chuangui, looking at Zhang Jiaohua apologetically: "This kid, please don't disturb him so early, he just doesn't obey."

Looking at Gu Yongyi's striding steps, Zhang Jiaohua knew that his feet were really healed. The effect of this bowl of spiritual spring plus the pain, swelling, and cooling spell was really good. Much better than he expected.