Chapter 5, Professor Sun

"Master Li, may I take a look at your armpit?" an elderly woman shyly stepped forward to request

"You are all correct," Li Lin said, lowering his arms and smiling. "Everyone has a different constitution, so the fragrance of flowers naturally varies. I tell you, this is the purest breath from nature, a signal for longevity."

Will the Tomb of the Medicine King be hidden in this Ziba Mountain? There is a certain excitement in Liangxin's heart

Do you know about the "Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate"?" Sun Yifeng exclaimed in surprise

Liang recalled the infatuated girl from Foyasi Temple.

Sun Yifeng carefully examined and shook his head, regretfully stating: "The meridians are completely severed, and the old wounds have festered. It is unfortunate that the optimal treatment time has been missed; now there is nothing more that can be done."

Is it a crime to be infatuated? This is also a question posed by the person just now

"Syncope," also known as "Yin Jue," refers to a sudden fainting accompanied by coldness in the limbs. Even upon regaining consciousness, individuals may experience confusion and speak nonsensically. From a modern medical perspective, it is essentially a form of apparent death," explained Sun Yifeng

Hanzhong

He looked at him with a mixture of confusion and doubt

Liang looked around and saw a small mountain village not far from the foot of the ridge. In the twilight, the smoke from cooking rose gently, and the sounds of chickens crowing and dogs barking could be heard from the village

Teacher, what is 'post-mortem rigidity'? someone raised their hand and asked

The young students are all busily taking notes.

"One week," he replied.

Professor Sun has taken a few days off due to some matters," Sister Du said with a warm smile, "Liang, your clothes are so thin; it's quite pitiful for a child without parents. Come here, let me take your measurements, and I will knit you a sweater." Without further ado, she pulled him over and began to measure his shoulder width, sleeve length, and other dimensions with her fingers.

The students were engaged in lively discussions, and the atmosphere was positive and enthusiastic

"Tell me about the situation when you encountered the 'Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate.'" Sun Yifeng gazed at him with a profound look.

"Very good," Sun Yifeng nodded in approval and said, "Everyone should be as eager to ask questions and speak as Classmate Youliang, thirsting for knowledge. The so-called 'infatuation' is actually a type of 'hysteria,' predominantly affecting physically weak young women. The pathology is still not very clear, and Western medicine does not have effective methods, while traditional Chinese medicine shows more significant efficacy. Does anyone know which methods traditional Chinese medicine uses for treatment?"

Professor Sun Yifeng is a retired traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, slender and frail in stature, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses; however, his speech is full of vigor and strength

In the afternoon, I began studying the course "Classical Acupuncture Techniques." There were not many students, only a few young men and women, each of whom was quiet and fair-skinned, clearly resembling suitable candidates for the medical field

"Alright, we will spend the night in this forest." Liu Shisan stopped in his tracks

It seems to be Zibaishan. "There is a good answer," he replied, as these words were specifically taught to him by Master Liu Shisan.

It is merely a trivial skill," Liu Shisan explained, "During the spring when all the flowers bloom, one collects various flower stamens from the wild and dries them in the shade. Then, they are placed under the night dew for seven nights, after which honey is mixed in and applied to the armpits. When one exerts energy, the heat generated under the armpits naturally evaporates the fragrance.

Upon hearing this, everyone began to applaud and rubbed their noses in preparation

"Alright, now let everyone see what kind of aura Master Li Lin emits when he exerts his power."

Sun Yifeng was taken aback for a while upon hearing this, and then waved his hand, saying: "You should go back first"

Liu Shisan smiled faintly and said, "When Liu Bang established his empire, he executed many of his loyal ministers and scholars. Zhang Liang, known as the Marquis of Lu, took the name 'Bigu' and secluded himself in the Zibaishan Mountains to pursue immortality and study the Dao. I am curious to see what exactly draws him there."

In the inn's room, Liu Shisan asked Youliang to recount word for word his conversation with Professor Sun. After listening, he seemed quite satisfied

Bitten by a dog

Ziba Mountain is located within the boundaries of Liuba County on the southern slope of the Qinling Mountains. The mountain is named for the abundance of cypress trees found there. It features ninety-two peaks, eighty-two plateaus, and seventy-two caves. The majestic and continuous mountain range is serene and tranquil, earning it the title of "the foremost mountain" along the Qinba Thousand-Mile Trail.

"Don't be shy; you are like my little brother. Remember to study hard and become a person who is useful to the country and society in the future," Sister Du advised him

Yao Liang felt truly guilty and hesitated, not wanting her to do it

My hometown is by the Yellow River. In spring, when the rapeseed flowers bloom, some women become infatuated, even running outside naked. A few days ago, while visiting Foyasi, I saw an old monk using a silver needle to treat a girl... Liang narrated the story of Li Er Ya, but omitted Liu Shisan and did not mention that he himself was the little monk who worked with fire on the mountain

The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate. The voice of Youliang is not loud

I have seen it

Upon returning to the inn, he reported the day's events to his master as usual

Sun Yifeng gazed through the thick lenses at the young man dressed in a blue Zhongshan suit, who was indeed Youliang, seeking to attract the professor's attention

Yes, he said with a sense of genuine regret.

Is it acupuncture? A classmate responded

What is your name? he asked with interest

Everyone was nervously staring at him, some people's noses were already twitching with anticipation, and at that moment, there was no other special scent in the air.

There is a sense of conscience in the way Liu Shisan navigates this place with such ease; he must have been here before. Otherwise, how could he be so familiar with the surroundings? Perhaps the Tomb of the Medicine King is hidden somewhere within these Zibai Mountains.

No, Sun Yifeng is from Jingzhao Huayuan, which is now known as Yao County, over seven hundred miles away from here. I wonder what his relationship is with this old man Li.

Why do I have to say this

Two individuals climbed up a rugged mountain path to a small hill, where they were greeted by a dense forest of purple cypress.

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The master is indeed familiar with this place, and it seems that Professor Sun Yifeng has also arrived at Lijia Gou

The elderly also joined in hearty laughter, creating a warm and lively atmosphere

Li Lin smiled and opened his arms, while the woman pressed her nose against the armpit hair, deeply inhaling. Her face flushed with intoxication as she murmured: "This fragrance reminds me of that time in the wild when I was a girl..."

Li Lin took off his coat and undershirt, neatly folded them, and placed them on the podium. He was only wearing a small pink vest, standing in position, regulating his breath, and then began to circulate his energy.

"No, it is jasmine," someone immediately retorted

Li Lin smiled and continued, "Classmates, there are quite a few fraudulent incense cultivation classes in society today. You can discern their authenticity by going to smell whether there is any fragrance while they practice. I dare say that there is only a smell of sweat and sourness there"

Liu Shisan smiled mysteriously without responding

"How many days has Professor Sun taken off?" Liu Shisan asked with a serious expression

Indeed, a faint fragrance wafted from the dark fur beneath its armpits, gradually filling the classroom with the scent of wildflowers from the mountains

On the afternoon of the second day, Liang arrived early in the classroom for the acupuncture class, but Professor Sun did not come. A middle-aged female doctor substituted for the class, primarily explaining the human meridians and acupoints. At the end of the class, Liang went to the research office.

After returning to the inn following class at noon, he spoke to his master about this fragrant skill

"How amazing! It is the rich fragrance of daffodils," someone exclaimed in surprise

The crowd was abuzz with discussions, each holding differing opinions, leading to heated arguments and flushed faces

Liu Shisan pondered for a moment and then said, "You should go to school immediately and request a week's leave, citing that you are unwell."

Use mugwort for moxibustion or take "An Gong Wan"

Jade Maiden Twining Silk, Dragon Maiden Picking Lotus, Flying Celestial Scattering Flowers, Buddha Pagoda Wafting Fragrance... Li Lin twisted his body, performing a series of agile movements, then stretched out his arms, his expression intoxicated as he murmured: "The fragrance emerges..."

Dear students, acupuncture is a collective term for needling and moxibustion techniques. The silver needles used in acupuncture originated from the stone needles of primitive times. It was not until the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period that iron needles emerged, replacing the stone needles. The "Records of the Grand Historian" documents that Bian Que used acupuncture to cure the 'syncope' of the Crown Prince of the State of Guo

Silence is golden.

"Teacher, can you emit fragrance?" someone asked

"How did you injure your hand?" he asked

Do you still remember where Li Er Ya is from in Hanzhong

This place is called Li Family Gully, which is the home of that girl Li Er. We cannot rashly enter the village, lest we alert the snake by disturbing the grass

The Bodhisattva plays the guqin, reciting with his mouth, his palms facing down, one finger pointing forward, opening and closing in front of his chest. Immediately, both hands form a gourd shape, rotating clockwise and swinging his hips widely, while chanting, "Duo Luo paints the gourd."

Liang arrived at the office, and at that moment, Sister Du had not yet finished work. Upon hearing that he wanted to take leave, she did not say much, only advising him to take care of his health and return to school early, emphasizing that he must catch up on the missed classes and coordinate with the library.

"Stop guessing aimlessly. Tonight, we will take turns sleeping and must always be vigilant about the happenings in the village. I will take a short nap first; if anything unusual occurs, call me at any time." Liu Shisan said as he yawned, then lay down fully clothed on the ground. Before long, he fell asleep, emitting even snores.

A full moon hangs high in the night sky, its light cool and clear like water. The distant mountains present a shade of indigo, and occasionally, a few strange calls of night birds can be heard from the forest. He speculates that it must be an owl.

"Is Professor Sun from here?" he asked

After class, Professor Sun left Youliang in the classroom

It is quite strange to feel such a profound sense of wonder; this technique is truly remarkable, almost unheard of.

I have attended the Xiangong class at Shichahai and Chaoyang Park, and besides the smell of sweat and fatigue, there were also occasional whiffs of flatulence

"Hurry up, we are leaving here tonight on the night train," Liu Shisan said as he began to pack his backpack

At this time, the rapeseed flowers in the Hanzhong Plain are in full bloom, and as far as the eye can see, the landscape is adorned with a golden hue, which is truly beautiful. When Liu Shisan and his apprentice arrived at the foot of Ziba Mountain, it was already dusk, and the sky was about to darken.

Liu Shisan and his apprentice hurriedly settled their bill and left the inn, making their way to the train station to board the westbound night train

There is goodness

"Nonsense, this is clearly the delicate fragrance of dandelions," an old man exclaimed angrily

Liang sat up with renewed spirit under the cypress tree, using his only right eye to gaze at the hazy village below. As the night deepened, a white mist gradually enveloped the village

"Hmph, after hearing you mention the 'Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate,' Professor Sun couldn't sit still. If Master isn't mistaken, he must have rushed to Hanzhong," Liu Shisan said with a chuckle.

"Not bad, improper exercise can lead to the expulsion of intestinal gas. As for the taste, it depends on what was eaten last night." Li Lin chuckled mischievously.