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    The old man dragged Yang Zongbao almost across the extremely simple village, and finally stopped in front of a house.  The word "seat" is not appropriate to describe the house, because in front of Yang Zongbao, there are only two rooms in the courtyard wall that is only half a person high.  One of the rooms was half collapsed, and the braying of a donkey could be heard inside.  The other room next to it was not much better, with drafts everywhere.

    "Come in quickly." The old man may have difficulty speaking clearly because of his missing teeth and leaky mouth.  It took Yang Zongbao a lot of effort to understand that the other party meant to let him in.

    Just when Yang Zongbao was struggling to understand, the old man couldn't wait any longer. Seeing that he was like Lengzi, he took action again and dragged him into the yard: "Hurry up, it's been three days since labor was difficult"

    When Yang Zongbao heard that he had a difficult delivery, as soon as he relaxed, he was dragged into the collapsed house by the old man.

    Looking from the outside of the yard, Yang Zongbao felt that the eaves were low. Only when he walked into the house did he realize how low the eaves were.  The round wooden beams almost touched his hair.  What made him even more stunned was that the person in the room who was having difficulty giving birth was not a human being at all.

    "Hurry up, if you don't get the cub out, you will really lose two lives." Seeing that Yang Zongbao had not yet made a move, the old man pushed him anxiously.

    Only then did Yang Zongbao react and stepped forward.

    The pregnant donkey was lying on a pile of straw and humming. Her nostrils were very big and she was exhaling more than inhaling. She was about to die.  But Yang Zongbao had never delivered an animal before, so he squatted next to the female donkey and didn't know how to start.

    When the old man saw Yang Zongbao hesitating, he suddenly lost hope: "Master said he would bring us a veterinarian in the next two days, but he didn't expect" Needless to say, Yang Zongbao also knew that he was dissatisfied with himself.

    There is a man and a woman guarding the female donkey, who should be its owner.

    After a while, Yang Zongbao finally took action after considering many issues. Anyway, humans and donkeys should be almost the same.  He first rubbed the female donkey's belly twice with his hands to feel the position of the fetus, and then asked the woman standing aside: "Do you have any gloves?"

    "No, what's the matter?" The woman looked confused, not knowing why the young man who just came in at this time wanted gloves.

    "Forget it." Yang Zongbao didn't even have gloves, so he didn't expect anything else. He rolled up the sleeve of his right hand and inserted his hand from the donkey's birth canal.

    "How is it?" Because of Yang Zongbao's actions, the old man regained hope.

    "Peanuts." Yang Zongbao felt that he first touched the donkey's hind legs, then one front leg, and the other front leg facing forward.  No wonder the little donkey got stuck in the birth canal and couldn't come out.

    "Is it possible to save it?" The old man didn't understand what peanuts meant, but that didn't stop him from caring about the outcome.

    "I don't know, let me try." Yang Zongbao had no other choice. He couldn't say that he cut open the mother donkey's belly and took out the calf.

    The bottom of his right hand was wet, making Yang Zongbao feel very sick. He had never experienced anything like this before.  Yang Zongbao stretched his right hand forward as much as he could, and Yang Zongbao almost felt that his entire right arm had entered the female donkey's birth canal, and then he could barely touch the calf's front legs.  He grabbed the front legs and hind legs together, and then used force

    hold head high¡­¡­

    The female donkey cried out in pain.

    Yang Zongbao knew that he could not force himself, so he could only drag the little donkey out little by little.  In addition to the donkey's legs, there seemed to be some other soft tissue under his hands, but for now he could only settle down and ignore everything.

    "It's out, it's out"

    Finally, the little donkey retreated smoothly and was dragged out of the body by Yang Zongbao. However, the front legs and upper body were still inside the female donkey¡¯s body, so what happened just now had to continue

    After dozens of minutes, Yang Zongbao felt a heat in his chest, and the little donkey was finally eliminated from the body.

    "It's out, it's out" The old man carried the little donkey, which was still wrapped in its afterbirth, to the mother donkey's side.  Although the female donkey was weak, she still cleaned the calf's afterbirth.

    Yang Zongbao walked out of the house without disturbing them.

    "How's it going?" The old monk followed him at some point.

    "" Yang Zongbao was in a panic and didn't know how to describe his current situation.

    "Okay, let's wash up." The old monk also noticed that Yang Zongbao had everything on his body: amniotic fluid, blood

    "Where to wash?" Yang Zongbao asked.

    "Go to my house." The old man also walked out of the house, very satisfied with Yang Zongbao's work just now.

    After following the old man home, Yang Zongbao washed it with water casually and put on the old man's clothes.  The clothes were too short, and Yang Zongbao's wrists and ankles were exposed.

      "Not bad." The old monk nodded when he saw Yang Zongbao's appearance.

    "It's not bad." Yang Zongbao's fingertips opened again because they touched the water.

    "Let's eat." The old man brought out a pot of roasted sweet potatoes from the back room.

    Since he didn¡¯t need chopsticks, Yang Zongbao avoided the wound, grabbed it with his hands and stuffed it into his mouth.  The physical exertion along the way was too great, and I only had one meal in the morning, so I was naturally hungry.

    "Slow down, there's more." The old man saw Yang Zongbao's look and knew that he was starving.

    "Master, are you here because you want to collect medicine?" Seeing that Yang Zongbao had no time to talk, the old man started chatting with the old monk.

    "Yes." The old monk nodded and did not touch the food on the table.

    The old man seemed to have got used to the strange thing, so he did not persuade the old monk to eat.

    Yang Zongbao listened to the conversation between the two old people while eating.  As people get older, regardless of whether they are educated or not, they will have rich life experiences.  Although the two old men talked about filial piety, and usually the old monk listened and the old man spoke, Yang Zongbao still listened very tastefully.

    When you have dinner, you can¡¯t see the outside at all.  Because there is no electricity, every household in the village goes to bed very early.  The old man was afraid that Yang Zongbao was an outsider and would not be used to it, so he specially left a kerosene lamp for him.

    "Do you want to ask me why I came here?" The old monk could finally be alone with Yang Zongbao.

    Yang Zongbao rinsed his mouth with water, swallowed and said, "Why?"

    "Because I came here once the day before yesterday, and there happened to be a need for a veterinarian here, and you arrived again yesterday, so I found you."

    "" Yang Zongbao knew that the old monk had something to say.

    Sure enough, after a while, the old monk was dissatisfied: "You kid has too few expressions."

    ""

    "Well, actually, I came here this time to show you." The old monk was finally defeated: "We will set off tomorrow."

    "You really don't need to eat? I noticed that you haven't eaten a grain of rice in the past two days."

    "It's not that I don't need it at all, but my body's metabolism is very low now, so eating once every three days is enough." The old monk didn't expect that Yang Zongbao was concerned about whether he would eat or not, but he still explained it in detail.

    "You seem to have an easy time negotiating those gullies."

    "Well, it's easier." The old monk did not deny this.

    "Qinggong?" Yang Zongbao asked.

    "It shouldn't count." The old monk thought for a moment and said, "It should be because his physical fitness has improved."

    "Huh?" Yang Zongbao didn't quite understand: "Do you practice Kung Fu?"

    "That's the set of punches I gave you."

    ¡°I¡¯ve also learned that. It can indeed strengthen your body, but it¡¯s impossible to reach your level.¡± Yang Zongbao denied decisively.  The set of fists given to him by the old monk was indeed very useful, but it could not reach the level that the old monk was now.

    "Well, you know that I have practiced Ku Zen." The old monk breathed a sigh of relief.

    "Well. Master Dongsheng also practices Ku Zen, but he is not as good as you." Yang Zongbao was a little moved. A high force value is something worth looking forward to.

    "I know. But whether he is powerful or not, I can't lie for the time being. The so-called dry Zen is a technique of ascetic cultivation. When the vitality in the body is about to be cut off, a strong rebound will occur, and a strong body will be temporarily obtained."

    "For the time being?" Yang Zongbao grasped the key point of the old monk's words.

    "Yes, but this is enough for me to live my whole life for the time being."

    "Well?"

    "Do you still think that I will never die? Doesn't that mean I have become an old monster?" The old monk laughed.

    "Can I learn?" Yang Zongbao asked.

    "You can't." The old monk asserted.

    "Why?"

    "Zi Ku Chan, first of all you have to sit. I have been sitting on the back hill of Baifo Temple for more than ten years. Do you have that time? The main thing in Ku Chan is to exercise your mental power, and control you through mental power.  body. Allowing you to control every muscle in your body, so that you can exercise your body every moment," the old monk said, stretching out his arms.  Yang Zongbao saw the skin of his forearm twitch a few times and knew that the muscles under the skin were contracting.

    ¡°I can¡¯t help it.¡± Yang Zongbao finally gave up.  As the old monk said, he doesn't have time.  I don¡¯t have that kind of feeling of suffering or abuse.

    "Go to bed early, we have to go on the road tomorrow."

    Yang Zongbao did not take it lightly when the old monk said he was on his way, so he immediately made a bed on the floor and went to sleep.

    The first blowYang Zongbao fell asleep without a pillow, feeling both physical and mental fatigue.

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    The next day, when Yang Zongbao opened his eyes, the old monk was already waiting outside.

    "Be careful on the road." The old man said as he sent the two to the entrance of the village.

    After passing the village, go all the way down.  Yang Zongbao was almost struggling, his muscles were sore.

    The old monk stopped from time to time to check the plants on both sides.  Yang Zongbao didn't understand what was going on.  He and the old monk had similar experiences.  So this time Yang Zongbao also had some premonitions.

    "We're here." The old monk pointed with his hand.

    Yang Zongbao followed and looked over. Apart from a piece of plant, there was nothing special.

    The old monk did not continue to explain, but walked forward.

    There was no road originally, but the old monk still found a cave entrance.

    "What's going on?" Yang Zongbao asked, looking at the hole as high as one person under the cover of plants.

    "I have told you before. The second building was originally established by a group of doctors, and many precious materials and medicines were left there. You already know the secret. But you have never responded, so this time I asked Chaoyang to take the lead.  I came to you with Snow Lotus just to arouse your interest in Eastern medicine. Your method of treating Dongsheng is too amateurish. If it weren¡¯t for the good medicinal properties of Snow Lotus, it would not be effective at all. So in order not to let you waste anything, I decided to bring him.  Come and take a sample." The old monk said and got into the cave first.
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