Chapter 147: Zao Wangtu

The bottom of the pot can be said to be invisible to the people in the city now. The reason is very simple. The people in the city now burn gas or a higher level is the induction cooker.
But the real pot bottom ash refers to the plant wood ash, so there is also a record of the pot bottom ash in Chinese medicine, which is called a Chinese medicine called baicao cream, which has the hemostatic effect.
In the past, children in rural areas who had nosebleeds or fell injured, some old people would apply a handful of ash on the bottom of the pot to the wound, and they would immediately stop bleeding.
However, the role of pot bottom ash is not only these, the people call it the stove king soil, and in the metaphysical line, the role of pot bottom ash is very great.
Those who have watched Lin Zhengying’s films in Hong Kong will find that it is mentioned in these films that smearing the whole body with the bottom of the pot can make the zombie ghosts invisible, and if they are smeared with their eyes, they can even see the ghosts with yin and yang eyes.
Many people think that this is an exaggeration of the movie, but in fact, the bottom of the pot does have this effect, but this has great requirements for the material of the bottom.
It is not that the bottom ash produced after burning anything can have this effect. It must be that the bottom ash formed after the burning of the shade wood has this effect. The so-called shade wood is commonly found in Phoebe nanmu, locust wood, and chestnut wood.
Of course, the ten kinds of wood written by Fang Ming here have nothing to do with Yin and Yang.
"Master Fang, I want to know why I suddenly get this disease?" Hu Rong asked.
"Hu Rong, you should have been sick four years ago. If you didn't guess wrong, it was at the time when you made your fortune. The living standard of your family was only average four years ago, and you suddenly made a fortune. , Am I right?"
"That's right. At that time, the county planned to build it on the side of my field. All of my ten acres of land were expropriated. I received a compensation of 700,000 yuan and a foundation of 500 square meters. Later I sold the foundation. Changed over three million."
The income of nearly four million, for Hu Rong, is a wealthy man, and he took out half a million to build this small building, and the rest of the money was invested with the Hu family.
"There is a saying in the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic: prolonged poverty and sudden prosperity, which is called de-spermation. When translated, it means that the emotions are too excited during the instant riches, and the latter is not adjusted in time, resulting in instability and loss of spirit."
Of course, one thing Fang Ming didn't say is that Hu Rong's own luck is limited. This soaring wealth has led to an imbalance in the individual's gas field.
"When you are ill, do more good deeds." Fang Ming patted Hu Rong's shoulder, and some words stopped.
Hu Rong froze for a moment. Although he didn't know why Fang Ming said that, Fang Ming was no different from the living in his eyes. Of course, the living god's instructions must be followed.
"Master Fang is assured that I will definitely do more good deeds in the future, and I will go to the temple to burn incense if I have nothing to do."
"Fairy Buddha is not bad for you, incense sticks, good deeds are not for you to worship Buddha and ask for God." Fang Ming smiled, many people have fallen into a misunderstanding, always feel that the so-called Dashan people should worship the Buddha.
Of course, there is a big reason to blame TV series and movies.
In many TV shows, some powerful big families will have such a role, an old woman who has long eaten and chanted Buddha, and in the year of disaster, send food to the villagers to donate money, so in the audience's subtle meaning, kind people That's what you should eat and pray for.
But in fact, there is no relationship between doing good deeds and eating Zhai Nian Buddha, or even both are things that can't be touched by Baganzi.
Of course, no matter whether it is Taoism or Buddhism, people are persuaded to do good. From this point of view, whether it is channeling or believing in Buddhism, believers will let believers do more good deeds.
A rich second generation who spends a whole day in the wine, giving money to beggars and donating materials to children in impoverished mountainous areas is considered good deeds.
"Fang Ming, you really understand medical skills."
Hua Mingming was really surprised, listening to Fang Ming's head, it was obvious that he could really cure Hu Rong's disease, but Feng Shui fortune-telling has always been a pseudo-science in his eyes, although the recent findings have made him right Feng Shui's fortune-telling has changed, but I can't think it can be related to medicine.
"I have said that there is no separation of medical ethics, and there is such a description in the famous traditional Chinese medicine "Huangdi Neijing": the saint's healing is also known, the world will be yin and yang, the four seasons broker, the internal organs, the male and female...8 Zheng Jiuhou, the diagnosis must be carried out."
Ancient masters of traditional Chinese medicine are not necessarily masters of Xiangshu, but masters of ancient Xiangshu must be masters of traditional Chinese medicine.
"Then this method is helpful to all situations in this respect?" Hua Mingming asked curiously, if this is the case, then the prescription is worth it.
What products are best sold this year, of course, health products.
"This prescription is only effective for sperm removal, but there are many factors that cause that. Sperm removal is only one of them. Treating a disease is a symptomatic treatment. Even because of different physical constitutions, the amount and composition of this medicine will also be different."
Fang Ming knew what Hua Mingming was thinking, but he was not afraid of Hu Rong promoting this prescription, because it was prescribed by him against Hu Rong. If other people took it, it would have the effect of strengthening the medicine, but to cure this The disease is impossible.
Guben Peiyuan is pretty good, but there are not many people who suffer from this suffering and suffer such pain, so Fang Ming does not worry about Hu Rong leaking the prescription.
"If this is the case, no problem." Hua Mingming nodded. He said this was also to remind Fang Ming, afraid that Fang Ming would give such a precious prescription to anyone. Since Fang Ming said it, it would be fine.
When Hu Rong's matter was resolved, Hua Mingming was preparing to go to the city, but when he reached the door, he saw the figure kneeling there and walked back.
"Fang Ming, did the old man keep him on his knees?"
"Master Fang, don't worry, I will chase him away now."
Hu Rong's face became angry when he heard this, and he rushed out to drive away Zhang Quangen, but Fang Ming stopped him.
"Just let him kneel and ignore it."
When Hua Mingming heard Fang Ming's words, he also pouted, "That's fine, I won't go out anymore, so I can see that the old man is upset."
There is no entertainment program in the village. Hua Mingming didn't go out and went directly to his room with a mobile phone to play, and Fang Ming also returned to his room.
Hu Rong and Zhang Cailian's husband and wife got an explanation from Fang Ming. Although they went in and out, they didn't catch up with Zhang Quangen anymore, let Zhang Quangen kneel at the door.
Fortunately, Hu Rong's family is in the village, and the door is not on the side of the village road. Otherwise, Zhang Quangen's kneeling still does not know how many villagers have caused discussion.
When the sun is leaning west, Zhang Quangen kneels for four or five hours, four or five hours, not to mention an old man in his 50s or 60s, even a young man can't bear it.
In particular, it was still summer, and the weather was sultry. Zhang Quangen knelt there for a few hours without drinking a sip of water. If it was not because of his belief in his son, he would have been unable to hold on.
But even then, it was still crumbling at the moment, only to feel a trance in front of him, as if he saw his son appear in front of him.
"Delong..."
A smile appeared on Zhang Quangen's face. At the next moment, his body fell towards the front, but just before his head was about to hit the ground, a palm was held in front of him to hold his head.
Looking up, when looking at the figure in front of him clearly, Zhang Quangen still had incredible colors in his eyes, thinking he was looking at the flowers and rubbing his eyes again.
"Get up."
Looking at Zhang Quangen, Fang Ming also sighed in his heart. From his own point of view, he should not help Zhang Quangen, but this is a poor old man, poor father.
Poor parents in the world.
"Fang...Master Fang, did you agree?"
"I don't care if I promise to cure your son's illness." Fang Ming looked at Zhang Quangen and said.
"Thank you, Master Fang, as long as you are willing to take action, I will give you a kowtow, whether I can save my son or not."
Zhang Quangen was about to kowtow, but his body moved slightly, and the whole person suddenly fainted.
On a hot summer day, kneeling for a few hours, his body was already exhausted. If it was not the belief in his heart to save his son, he would have fallen down.
But now with Fang Ming's reply, Zhang Quangen could no longer carry it, and he fainted.
When Zhang Quangen woke up again, he found himself lying on a wicker chair.
"I said that you old man is really dead. If it wasn't for Master Fang's discovery, you would have died of shock."
Hu Rong looked at Zhang Quangen with palpitation and dissatisfaction. If Zhang Quangen died in front of his house, he not only had to take responsibility, but more importantly, he had to bear moral condemnation.
"I...I didn't do it on purpose."
Zhang Quangen was about to stand up in panic, but at this time Fang Ming's voice came, "Sit for a while, your current physical condition can't stand up, and tell me about your son's specific situation."
Hearing the sound, Zhang Quangen turned around and discovered that Fang Ming was standing behind him, sitting in a bamboo chair.
"Master Fang, I... I'm still sitting and talking."
Struggling to sit up, Zhang Genquan raked his back, let him lie down. He was not used to it and was not used to it. Fang Ming didn't force it, but just nodded to say yes.
"My son's name is Zhang Delong. He will talk about the disease from a young age..."
Zhang Quangen began to talk about his son's illness, but besides Fang Ming, Hu Rong and his wife and Hua Mingming heard Zhang Quangen's story, and the elder brother stared at him, revealing incredible colors.
Because when they heard it, Zhang Quangen's son's illness was simply unimaginable. They never knew that there would be such an illness in this world.
Only Fang Ming was listening carefully, and his face was showing thoughts from time to time.