Chapter 888: The Pill
Duckling Bay.
A small village near the sea, located in the westernmost part of Jingxi, except for the natural disasters from the evil sea in the west, this place has never suffered any other disasters. Most of the people who live here have been passed down from generation to generation, and the incense has been passed down continuously.
Rely on the sea to eat the sea, and rely on the mountains to eat the mountains. Although it is remote, there is absolutely no shortage of food. There are fresh and tender yellow skin carvings, fat and solid long-mouthed fish, and round dolphin fish with springy teeth. There are different fresh fish that can be eaten here throughout the year, with shells and without shells. There are many varieties except Other than the local fishermen, no one else could even name them.
Behind Duckling Bay is a natural fishing port. It is convenient to moor boats and get in and out. It is not far from a sidewalk paved by the villagers themselves. They can be sold in a town more than 40 miles away by car.
Although you can live by eating fish and sea vegetables, who doesn't want fish soup with rice? There is no land in the fishing village, and all food is exchanged by the town's seafood business.
Fresh fish is the best seller, but the transportation is not very far, and it is generally limited to the town, and it is beyond the capacity of the villagers to do it any further, because it will stink. The second is dried fish.
Of course, there are also delivery regardless of the cost, the whole journey is pulled away by the ice cellar truck, or what is more, there are direct storage bags. But this has nothing to do with a small fishing village like Duckling Bay. Even though they have a lot of seafood, they don't have many people and output, and there are no wealthy merchants coming to buy and sell.
There is a rocky bay behind the fishing village. On one of the huge rocks there is a small temple with a radius of three feet, which enshrines a monster named "Sea Fish King". It is said that it can suppress the weather and bless fishermen to go to sea safely The harvest is rich. People come to worship all year round.
It can even be said that this small temple, which is built by no one and who does not know how long it has existed, is actually the only spiritual sustenance of the dozens of fishermen in Xiaoyawan. The elderly pass on the young and the young, the young and the young, and pass it down from generation to generation. This is their life.
Not only to pray for the sea fish king to bless the sea, but also to come here to worship if you have a headache or hope in your heart. You don't want to be really useful, but you want to be psychologically stable.
However, the peaceful Duckling Bay has not been peaceful recently.
First, a group of people in black robes with knives came to the village, accompanied by the town's security chief and mayor, saying they were here to publicize the dangers of Shen Hao's "evil monk".
The mayor and the security chief, who were rarely seen before, were like puppies on a rope in front of these black-robed men, wagging their tails to please them, and they couldn't see the prestige of these two dignitaries in Zhoubian village and town in the past.
Although the villagers are simple, they are not stupid. Although they don't know who the black-robed people are, but even the mayor and the security chief look so humble, they know that these black-robed people can't be provoked. Follow the example of the two big men and be honest.
Only some people in the village who have traveled far and seen the world know who these black-robed people are.
Xuan Qingwei! ? How did these vicious uncles come to such a small village as Xiaoyawan? Although everyone was laughing, the villagers who knew the meaning of the gluttonous pattern on their chests were trembling in fright. If their family had no place to run here, they would have run away long ago.
There are also clan elders in the village, but they are also at a loss for Xuan Qingwei's arrival.
But after a few days, the villagers' nervousness subsided. These black-robed Xuanqing guards did not do any evil in the village. On the contrary, they sent a lot of rice and noodles, and the request was nothing more than asking people from each household to come out and listen to the "Pingba" in the village. Mission".
Moreover, the content of the missionary teaching is also very interesting. To the young people in the village, it is like a bizarre story. What kind of evil monks, what kind of magicians, what kind of evil, cruel and terrible, anyway, I listened with great interest. At the same time, the idea of "evil monks are not good people" It can be regarded as beginning to form in the minds of the villagers.
The missionary team of the Black Flag Camp who came here also felt that things were going well. The people in Xiaoyawan are very simple, and they don't have any obvious xenophobic ideas, and they are very cooperative inside and out. After some investigation and preaching, it was listed as "low risk".
Of course, there are also so-called "worshiping gods" in Duckling Bay, but this thing is very normal. Even people in the city, don't they have ritual activities during the Blue Moon Festival? Essentially no different from this. Just confirm that the "worshiping god" here has nothing to do with the evil cultivator.
It wasn't that the missionary team here was hasty and perfunctory. They went to the Luanshiwan behind the village to check several times. It was a very dilapidated small temple, and there were no signs of evil monks at all. Moreover, there are no possible legends about "worshiping gods" in the village.
The villagers had just gotten used to the fact that the mission team came every once in a while, and then news of the "Southern Great Victory" came.
Although no one in the village participated in this battle, it did not prevent the villagers from being happy. Drink when you are happy, even though it is bad, it is still intoxicating.
Some people went home drunk and fell asleep on the bed, while others wandered around while drunk. It is not easy to go to each household. If you go, you will be nagged, or coaxed to go home and doze off. Therefore, Luanshiwan in the back has become a frequent place for a few drunk people in the village who like to run around.
Going to the small dilapidated temple, the kind-hearted Haiyu King would not be offended, and the alcohol will dissipate after sleeping, and he will go home refreshed.
But the only downside is that it is very windy in the small temple at night, even if the back is facing the air outlet, there is still wind blowing in from outside, even if it is not so cold after the beginning of spring, it is still freezing. Fortunately, shrinking behind the stone statue in the temple can also block some wind, and then I can fall asleep quickly when I am drunk. It's just that I don't know if I'm sick or not the next day.
While sleeping, I had a dream. In the dream, the kind sea fish king appeared, saying that the wind in the temple was strong and it was easy to get cold, so I gave medicine, and if I really caught cold the next day, I took it.
The pill is not big, just like a bean, round and bright red, it is still warm in the hand. Even in a dream, one can smell the enticing sweetness emanating from the pill.
"Hey, what does the medicine given by the Sea Fish King look like?" After thinking about it, he fell into a deep sleep.
When it was dawn, several drunks who had been blown by the cold wind all night returned home dizzy, except for one who was lucky, and the rest caught cold.
People in the village usually pull some herbs and boil a bowl to drink when they are cold. Only when I can't bear it anymore will I go to the town clinic.
However, one of them inadvertently remembered that dream, and then subconsciously reached out to take out his pocket, and the expression on his face, which was originally meant to be funny, froze for a moment. He was still amused by his dream last night, because he really caught a cold, and then he subconsciously touched his pocket, but he actually touched a warm little pill! ?