The Lord who use immortals as food

"Can you cure it?" Pei Ye was slightly surprised. He had entered the mind state of the old man in front of him and never thought that there was a possibility of sorting it out clearly.

"Spiritual skills and medical skills are not the same." Qu Xin lowered his eyes and flipped through the box, as if he knew what he was thinking, "We doctors have our own ways."

"In the story books I read before, this kind of patients were often looked at by the miraculous doctors who shook their heads and sighed." Pei Ye thought, "So those writers of story books only write for their own convenience, and actually belittle your medical skills."

"This kind of strange disease like soul separation is really the most difficult to treat. Ninety-nine percent of medical books are vague about this disease, or they are rumors, or they are just copied and pasted. There is no reliable prescription. In this sense, it is really a thick fog in the medical field." Qu Xin opened a package of very fine needles and thread. "But Taishan Medicine House will not avoid any disease. We will analyze all the problems of all people clearly and clearly, no matter how much it costs."

Pei Ye stood in awe and asked modestly, "Then how do we treat this?"

Qu Xin turned his head and looked at him seriously: "My suggestion is that you go and call the Golden Mask. I will confirm the consultation fee with her first."

"..." Pei Ye rolled his eyes and stood up. "You don't even know how to speak properly, and you're still learning hints."

"Really? Cui Zhaoye and the others said that I was too straightforward and you didn't like me, so I learned to express myself in a more euphemistic way."

Pei Ye gave her a thumbs up expressionlessly, then turned and walked out of the hall.

A moment later, he followed Li Xizhou in. The woman was holding a thick letter in her hand and a candlestick in her other hand. She placed it on the table and said, "The side hall is cold and dark. If Doctor Qu feels it is inconvenient, you can move to the main hall."

"Your Highness, thank you for your trouble. It's not necessary." Qu Xin handed her the medical bill he had just written and said calmly, "The patient is 52 years old, in the state of twisting the body, the lesion is in the skull, and the symptom is determined to be soul separation. I plan to use the 'Lingshu knocking heart' technique. Today's medical fee is 123 taels. The details are here. Please take a look, Your Highness."

Li Xizhou took it and glanced down: "I have heard of the secret technique of 'Lingshu Kouxin' for a long time, but I didn't expect that Mr. Qu Xiaoyao would be willing to show it to me. As for the consultation fee, there is no need to say more. Every time you practice medicine in Zhujing Palace, I will give you 300 taels as a reward. Any more will be compensated, and no less will be returned. Please don't say anything more."

Qu Xin shook his calm face and said, "The price of needles and medicine is predetermined. A doctor at Mount Tai does not accept high salaries. Just one hundred and twenty-three taels."

Pei Ye's eyes widened.

"The rest will be donated to Taishan Medical Clinic." Li Xizhou said nothing more, and put the thick letter in his hand on the table beside him. "I hope the background of the patient that Doctor Qu asked for this morning can help with the medical work."

Pei Ye looked at it in surprise: "Is this Guo You's?"

Li Xizhou gathered her skirt and sat down at the desk. "Yes, the night you found him, Xu Chuo asked the Immortal Terrace for it. This is the information we retrieved in one day and one night."

The case was placed neither too far nor too close, so as not to interfere with his medical practice, and yet it could be seen clearly, so Li Xizhou just watched with his chin resting on his back.

There were only a few people in Zhujing Hall, and they were all here at this moment. Li Xianfang brought hot water to clean the old man's head, and Qu Xinxian took a thin blade and shaved off all the gray hair covering his head.

Qu Xin fed him a pill, and the old head gradually calmed down. It no longer looked around from time to time, but just stared at the girl in front of it.

Pei Ye could actually see some of his youthful elegance and gentleness in these clean facial features.

"I have examined the patient. He has no other injuries and his cultivation is still there." Qu Xin took out the needle, "Pei Ye, come and help me."

Pei Ye stepped forward: "What to do?"

"This acupuncture method requires warm and cool Qi to cover the brain, but Qi transfer is forbidden in the palace. My Qi can't enter the needle, so I will temporarily use your flame as a substitute." Qu Xin threaded the needle, inserting a thin thread of unknown material into the needle. Pei Ye then saw that the needle was actually soft. "Then use your flame to transfer the Qi in his body and use it for us."

"What temperature is 'warm and cool'?"

Qu Xin extended an index finger towards him: "Burn me gently."

A small flame popped out of the Pei liquid and hung under the girl's fingertips, and soon her fingertips turned red.

"Now lower the temperature slowly, and stop when I say 'ok'." Qu Xin closed his eyes and felt it quietly.

Pei Ye lowered the temperature as instructed, and about five breaths passed.

"Because you have neither experienced his growth nor felt his emotions, all you saw after entering the mind realm was a chaotic and dilapidated ruin." Qu Xin said, "You don't know how it got to this point step by step, and it's difficult for you to rebuild everything for him alone - or even if you rebuild it, is it the original him, or the him in your heart?"

"……I see."

“Therefore, Yaolu believes that when facing this kind of patients, it is still necessary to treat them from the outside and take slow steps to restore the old to its original state.”

"Will it work?"

"Of course, Yaolu believes that every patient has the power to heal themselves in their hearts." Qu Xin said, "The book written from this is the Lingshu Kouxinlu, which is not a method of the mind, but a complete medical classic. Any doctor who has opened the meridian tree has the possibility of learning it."

Before Pei Ye could speak, Li Xizhou nodded and said, "Not every doctor in the world can learn the art of mind control."

"Your Highness is a man of high character. It is the mission of Taishan Yaolu to make more and more advanced medical skills available to ordinary and more superficial doctors."

"I've heard that the 'Lingshu Kouxinlu' can make people tell everything they know. It's rumored to be a secret technique that is close to that of the devil." Li Xizhou said.

"To knock on the door of the heart, you must first melt the barriers in the heart. Once the barriers are removed, the true heart is exposed. Now is the time to treat, and naturally it is also the time to answer all questions." Qu Xin said, "Healing the mind is a long-term effort. What I want to achieve today is this step."

She glanced at Pei Ye and said, "Young Master Pei wants to investigate the case, so I think this is exactly what he is going to do."

Pei Ye said seriously: "It couldn't be better."

"The healing process I have planned consists of three stages. The first is to melt the barriers, the second is to expose the trauma, and the third is to guide the repair. Each of the three steps will take longer, but we will have time to complete the first stage before nightfall today."

The silver needles flew through the air like butterflies, some went straight in, some fluttered, and some turned in a perfect arc and pierced from the back of the head. In just a moment, all the thirty-two soft needles in front of the body had popped out.

Qu Xin held the thirty-two thin threads and shook them gently, and thirty-two needles went in at the same time. Guo You shuddered, but there was no sign of pain on his face. He just looked at the girl with a stunned expression.

Even though the true Qi was not revealed, Pei Ye could clearly feel it flowing upward in this body, and finally covering his own brain according to the girl's design.

"Is this all right?" Pei Ye looked at him.

"Wait for an hour and let him calm down gradually." Qu Xin stood up, walked to the medicine pot and lit the fire. "Don't make noise, don't show any hostility. The basic requirement to melt his defenses is to create an absolutely comfortable and safe environment for him."

"Can we chat then?"

"Yes." Qu Xin said, "Your Highness, can you briefly tell me about the background of the person you just brought?"

"I just saw that Guo You's background is not ordinary." Li Xizhou flipped through the letter paper on the table, thinking, "The record of his appointment in the Imperial Army said that he was born as a refugee, and was initially recruited as a palace city guard. Later, when the saint ascended the throne, he became the chief of the Shenwu Army. But with the information such as "Finding a Ferry in Luochuan", we can trace it back further. Before he became a refugee, he was actually from an ancient ethnic group - the Luoshui Guo family."

"Oh?" Pei Ye also stood up and came to Li Xizhou's desk.

"The Immortal Terrace said that this is a true hidden tribe that lives among mountains and rivers. Even when they did not disappear, they rarely showed their whereabouts in the martial arts world or the court." Li Xizhou said, "It is said that they are the descendants of Guo Pu, and they have inherited the aspirations of their ancestors and have always been obsessed with finding a fairyland away from the world."

Qu Xin pounded the herbs: "I see. People who grow up in a vague environment are more likely to have no real anchor in their spirit."

Li Xizhou said, "About fifty or sixty years ago, this tribe seemed to have disappeared in the turmoil. People didn't know about them, and not many people paid attention to this broken wave. No blood was left after that... It was not until Guo You showed his talents in the court of this dynasty that he gradually left behind records of his many strange knowledge and skills, which attracted some attention."

Pei Ye said at the side: "Who is Guo Pu?"

Li Xizhou's golden face turned and glanced at him: "'At an age of one thousand, he is still a baby. Yan Zhao had no spiritual energy, and Han Wu was not an immortal.' He was an immortal wanderer in the Jin Dynasty. His poems were recorded in the Selected Works of Literature."

"……oh."

"The Immortal Platform has basically confirmed that he is from this ethnic group. We have investigated further and found that he entered the palace when he was thirteen or fourteen years old. At that time, he was already a beggar in tattered clothes. It can be inferred that he was lucky enough to survive after the extinction of his family. When he entered the palace, he was probably prepared as a guard because of his good looks and some cultivation. What happened afterwards can be roughly guessed." Li Xizhou glanced at Pei Ye, "Combined with the old letter you found in his residence. It was about three or four years later, when the saint and the late queen returned to the capital, Wei Qingju first stepped into the Taiji Palace and met this guard named Guo You."

Pei Ye did not speak, which was consistent with his own guess. However, what he wanted to know at this moment was not Guo You's youth, but how Guo You constructed the [Mercury Floating Raft] that he reported to Wei Qingju more than a decade later, when the throne had been replaced and the Taiji Palace had become the Daming Palace. If there was one person who knew how to break it, then apart from Yu Sicheng himself, it would probably be the crazy old man in front of him.

The hall fell silent for a moment, with only the steady "knock knock" sound of the girl pounding medicine and the occasional turning of pages by the other woman. Pei Ye leaned against the pillar and looked at the old man who had his eyes open but was gradually becoming as quiet as if he had fallen asleep. He felt a gaze falling on him, and he was stunned for a moment, as the gaze had not moved away, so he turned his head and looked at the woman.

That was another person doing nothing in the hall. Li Xianfang gently fanned the fire under the medicine jar, keeping her eyes on him.

Pei Ye raised his hand to greet her, then walked over to her side and leaned against another pillar.

"I'm sorry, my name is Pei Ye. I hope I didn't scare you that day."

Li Xianfang shook her head: "Mr. Pei, I am very grateful for saving my life."

Pei Ye smiled: "I can only throw you and Yu Ziliang on the bed together. I'm afraid you will be shocked when you open your eyes."

"It's okay, but..." Li Xianfang seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"Um?"

"Well, after I woke up, I cut his hair and pretended that it was you who did it." Li Xianfang pursed her lips and looked at him with her hands clasped together.

“…”

"Because I thought you would never come back after you left." Li Xianfang explained quickly, "I didn't expect that you, Mr. Pei, were in the palace."

"...It's okay." Pei Ye looked at this bright and generous face. Although he tried his best to lower his eyebrows and look up at him, he still felt a little cold. He smiled politely and turned back to his pillar.

It was around this time that Qu Xin finally prepared the medicine, turned it into a bowl of decoction, and slowly fed it into the old man's mouth.

Thirty-two soft needles simultaneously emitted a light mist. Just as Qu Xin had said, Guo You's face was calm and peaceful, and those hard barriers seemed to be melting.

"You can prepare a few questions to ask him later. He will respond to your inquiries, but his logic may not be clear." Qu Xin put down the medicine bowl and wiped the decoction that leaked from the corner of the old man's mouth.