Fighting Wolf in 082 Yellow Weasel

  With Zhang Jin's shout, he was driven out of the house, and the fellow villagers who had been waiting outside the door rushed in.

  When Sanmao's wife and Haijucheng old master saw Sanmao, who was previously on the verge of collapse, now sitting up. Although somewhat pale, he had obviously recovered, and in his heart, he silently thanked Zhang Jin with a mixture of surprise and gratitude. Even Haijucheng wanted to have Sanmao and his wife kowtow to Zhang Jin to repay his "life-saving" kindness, but was hastily stopped by Zhang Jin.

  While the other villagers saw Sanmao unharmed, they were secretly delighted and began to discuss it in whispers. In their eyes, Dr. Zhang was too magical. From being driven out of the door to being invited in, within just over a minute, Sanmao had recovered from his previous lifeless state to his current energetic self, like a living donkey, it was simply amazing!

  And so, the villagers' eyes on Zhang Jin also became more respectful and affectionate, and Zhang Jin in their hearts also became more mysterious. After all, people eat five grains and miscellaneous grains, which ones don't encounter three disasters and six difficulties? Having a great doctor like this living in the village, that's just having a solid foundation in one's heart. Moreover, this great doctor didn't have any airs about him, treating the villagers' illnesses without saying anything. He also didn't put on airs, his temperament was easy-going, and he was good to get along with.

  He took out a few medicines from the medicine box, mixed them in proportion, and then sent Sanmao's wife to decoct the medicine. Afterwards, the neighbors who had been afraid to disturb him swarmed around. First, they surrounded San Mao and asked about his well-being, and then they surrounded Zhang Jin and praised him.

  Until Zhang Jin and the villagers had all asked each other how they were doing, Hai Jucheng finally had the chance to ask the question that he had been holding back for a long time: "Doctor Zhang, what's going on with San Er? What disease is it?"

  Zhang Jin, although he had already made a diagnosis and was mentally prepared, did not directly answer Hai Jucheng's question. Instead, he turned his head to look at Sanmaozi, who was staring at him with wide eyes, "Tell me, what happened back then?"

  Sanmao also looked confused, scratching the back of his head with one hand and saying with a puzzled expression: "I'm not too clear either. I heard that the chicks in the chicken coop were making a strange noise, so I thought I'd go take a look. When I got to the edge of the chicken coop, as soon as I squatted down, everything went black..."

  Zhang Jin saw San Maozi muttering for half a day and couldn't say anything conclusive, so he asked in a suggestive tone: "Did you smell something?"

  Zhang Jin's reminder made Sanmao suddenly remember, and he hastily replied: "Right, at that time I also smelled a scent like jasmine, and I was puzzled. There are no such flowers next to our house, how can the fragrance of flowers be smelled in the yard?" The night-blooming jasmine mentioned by Sanmao is actually the famous night-blooming jasmine.

  Sanmao's words made Zhang Jin's eyes light up, with a look of a treasure hunter who had found his treasure. He thought to himself: "This is interesting, worth studying!"

  Condition: Moderate poisoning; Tetanus toxin, neurotoxin

  Cause: Directly suffered a high-intensity skunk's anal gland attack;

  Treatment methods: 1. Washing and pushing palace method, calming and pushing method, clearing and pushing method, quieting and soothing soul powder...

  2. Gu Ba Needle Acupuncture Method

  3、……

  This was the diagnosis result that Zhang Jin got when he diagnosed Sanmaozi before. If it wasn't for the fact that the "Wulin Three Kingdoms" system had been performing well all along, Zhang Jin would have found it absolutely impossible to believe that Sanmaozi's terrifying appearance was actually caused by being poisoned by a yellow weasel's fart toxin.

  If a fart from this yellow weasel can make three strong men cry and flee in panic, it's not surprising. After all, farts are the yellow weasel's life-saving specialty. But what's astonishing is that this yellow weasel's fart can not only knock down a robust and healthy three-hair man who looks like an ox, but also cause 'moderate poisoning' that can be fatal - now that's a truly extraordinary tale.

  After all, the yellow mouse's fart is slightly toxic, but it's just a defensive weapon, not a lethal one. It's hard to believe that it has such intense toxicity. Moreover, according to San Maozi, this yellow mouse's fart isn't smelly at all, but rather fragrant, with a scent like "night-blooming jasmine". A yellow mouse that can produce fragrant farts? This is unheard of!

  Even if Zhang Jin wasn't a master-level tamer, even if he was just a rural bookworm who had always lived in the city, it would still be obvious that this yellow wolf was not ordinary goods, but an absolute fighting wolf among wolves. Not to mention that Zhang Jin is now the top master-level tamer, he can naturally feel the extraordinary aura of this yellow wolf!

  Then Zhang Jin began to take an interest in this 'king of fart' level yellow mouse. Note that it's 'interest', not 'sexual interest'.

  Zhang Jin was preoccupied, but on the surface, he didn't show anything out of the ordinary. When faced with Hai Ju Cheng's inquiry, Zhang Jin didn't think to hide it and casually replied: "It's not any illness, previously at the chicken coop, there was a commotion because Huang Pizi came to your house to touch the chickens. That Huang Pizi was so scared that when San Mao arrived, he farted, and as a result, that one fart knocked San Mao out."

  Zhang Jin's explanation was astonishing, and everyone in the room was shocked and lost their color. For a moment, there were whispers and murmurs all around, "It must be Huang Daxian... Only someone with profound magical powers like Huang Daxian could bewitch so many people at once." Hai Jucheng said tremulously.

  At this time, Zhang Jin suddenly realized how shocking his words were to these people. In all parts of the country, especially in rural areas and among the older generation, there are many who believe in Shamanism. In the hearts of these believers, the yellow weasel and fox are great immortals. So when they heard that San Mao was enchanted by a yellow weasel, they thought that Hai Jucheng's family had done something to offend the Great Immortal Huang, which is why they looked so nervous.

  Zhang Jin saw the scene gradually losing control, and hurriedly tried to salvage it. "Uncle Ju Cheng, don't worry about it. Your San Maozi is probably just exhausted from being in the city for a long time, and only came back to rest for two days. Seeing his wife made him overexert himself, so he's been feeling weak lately. That's why he can't even take this one fart, not because Huang Da Xian's magic is too powerful."

  Zhang Jin's words, laced with ridicule, finally eased the tense atmosphere in the room a bit. Especially the young men, who couldn't help but burst out laughing in a rather sarcastic manner. Suddenly, Sanmao's face turned bright red as he became speechless.

  Everyone laughed and made noise until it was almost midnight, when Sanmao drank the Chinese medicine his wife had cooked for him. Zhang Jin and the other blind daters then left one after another.

  Although it seemed that Hai Jucheng and his son-in-law had put down their worries in Zhang Jin's persuasion, when Zhang Jin left finally, he still faintly heard Hai Jucheng's words after closing the gate: "Third daughter-in-law, you clean up the yard. I'll go get the things we prepared for the Ghost Festival ancestor worship two days ago, and kill a chicken to worship Huang Daxian. Whether it was our family that offended Daxian or not, let's apologize first..."

  Zhang Jin shook his head and left. Since Hai Ju Cheng wanted to pay his respects and ask for peace of mind, he let him be, it didn't matter anyway.