The young novice monk, Dong Sheng, crossed the road diligently. He only slowed down when he saw the road sign that said [Lower Groove] and adjusted the backpack on his back.
There were many products on the mountain, but most of them were all kinds of mushrooms.
Twelve Springs Mountain, where Twelve Springs Temple was located, was vast, and the forest was lush. As the number of young adults in the nearby small village decreased, the forest produced more and more products.
The second day after a rain was usually the best time to pick mushrooms. The master and disciple could pick a lot of wild mushrooms if they wandered a little deeper into the forest.
The basic principle of picking mushrooms was to recognize them. In other words, they would only pick mushrooms that they knew. They would not pick mushrooms that they did not recognize, were uncertain, or had doubts about. They would not even touch them to avoid contaminating the mushrooms that they had already picked. As for judging the toxicity of mushrooms based on their color, it mainly depended on probability. For example, if there was an 80% chance of starving to death, the probability of death from eating mushrooms that they did not recognize and did not have a bright color might only be 65%. It was still worth a try.
Dong Sheng knew a lot of mushrooms because he grew up in Twelve Springs Temple and was very popular with the villagers nearby. Therefore, he knew the mushrooms around the village.
Not only did he know mushrooms, but he also knew the location of many mushrooms. As long as they were not completely dug out every time, there was a high chance that they would grow again.
In recent years, nearly 30% of Twelve Springs Temple's income came from the mushroom picking by the master and disciple.
Every time Dong Sheng went down the mountain, he would bring dried mushrooms. They could be sold at a high price, and they were not too heavy to carry. Every time he found good ones, he would leave some for the Ling family.
Dong Sheng wanted to rush to the Ling family before dinner so that they could taste a few fresh mushrooms.
When he was almost at Lower Groove Clinic, the entrance was a little crowded.
Not only in the courtyard, but there were also a few old ladies sitting on benches outside the door, chatting while waiting in line.
"What … happened?" Dong Sheng asked in a low voice after he bowed.
"Oh, you're the novice monk in that temple, right?" The old lady touched Dong Sheng's head and said with a smile, "It's nothing. Everyone is waiting in line for Doctor Ling to massage them."
"Doctor Ling knows how to massage?" Dong Sheng was surprised.
"Yeah, he's really good at it." The old lady touched her shoulder and said with a smile, "I've been in pain for the past few days, but I don't feel anything today."
"Amazing!" Dong Sheng exclaimed exaggeratedly. In his heart, however, he was thinking whether he should ask his master to come down the mountain and have a try.
The conditions in the Twelve Springs Temple were harsh, especially in winter. The fire was never warm enough, and Master's back and legs would ache very early …
As young novice monk Dong Sheng thought about this, he walked into Lower Groove Clinic. Before he could find the person, he heard a shrill scream.
"Ah …"
Dong Sheng looked in the direction of the sound and saw Ling Ran grabbing a person's arm and pulling him back with all his might. He pulled so hard that the color of the person's face changed, and it was inevitable for him to cry out in pain.
Dong Sheng couldn't help but turn pale with fright. What was going on at the scene?
"Done." Ling Ran let go of the man's arm. The man rubbed his shoulder and the crook of his arm. After he felt it, he thanked Ling Ran in all sorts of ways.
After all, it was a free massage. If it was effective, he would be very happy.
Ling Ran nodded. He had just obtained the Four Limbs Snap Technique after 30000 hours of Pain Relief. After he obtained this reward, the time-limited mission was almost over.
He got four skills in one go. Even though they were all massages, Ling Ran was still quite happy.
Although there was no reward now, Ling Ran was still in high spirits because he could put his skills to good use.
"Dong Sheng, you're here." Ling Ran changed the direction of his manipulation and saw Dong Sheng.
Dong Sheng greeted him obediently and said, "I brought dried mushrooms."
"Give me the mushrooms, I'll put them in the kitchen." Ling Jiezhou came out with a chuckle and said loudly, "Everyone, there are still twenty minutes left. I can only massage ten people. I'm sorry for the people behind me, please go back for today."
"We can't do it even if we pay."
"We can't do it today. We can make an appointment later." Ling Jiezhou knew that today was not a suitable day to collect money. Forget about whether the people behind him were willing to pay, it was too easy for them to be unhappy if they had to pay for the massage. It was better to let Ling Ran rest.
Lower Groove Clinic did not charge money for massages. When the time was almost over, the people behind him were too embarrassed to take advantage of Ling Ran. However, not many of them left. They just watched the fun in front of them.
Dong Sheng also fixed his eyes on Ling Ran's movements.
He did not want to see how Ling Ran would bend the person until he screamed, but he wanted to see how Ling Ran operated.
Dong Sheng wanted to learn a little so that he could give his master a massage after he went back.
When Ling Ran moved the fifth person, he noticed Dong Sheng's expression. So, when he moved the sixth person, he deliberately changed to cervical massage.
When he saw that the move he learned at the beginning had changed, Dong Sheng was a little confused, but he quickly focused on it again.
His life on the mountain was very monotonous. Apart from the daily cleaning of the temple, Dong Sheng spent the rest of his time reading and making incense.
Regardless of which it was, it trained Dong Sheng's ability to learn by himself and most importantly, his ability to focus.
Ling Ran performed cervical massage for the next few people, and he received unanimous praise.
Dong Sheng also watched very seriously.
Ling Ran even did a few more rounds of massage for this, which extended the original twenty minutes by more than ten minutes.
"Have you learned it?" Ling Ran suddenly asked Dong Sheng.
"Ah … I didn't learn it on purpose." The young novice monk was very nervous.
Ling Ran laughed and said, "If you want to learn, stand behind me."
"Can I?"
"Of course. The chiropractic massage for the cervical spine is actually very simple. It's just that there are many techniques. I have mastered thirteen at the moment …" As Ling Ran spoke, he used his neighbor's neck as a prop.
The young novice monk was tempted when he heard that, and his gaze subconsciously began to search for a suitable neck.
"Use your own," Ling Ran said as he used the neck in his hand to demonstrate. He demonstrated it step by step.
He was a Master Level Chiropractic Massage, and he was ranked 42nd in the country when it came to cervical massage. It was one place higher than when he first obtained the skill. It was too easy for him to teach a young novice monk with such a high level of chiropractic massage.
So, the young novice monk pinched his own neck and began to learn seriously.
When Lower Groove Clinic was closed for business and dinner was over, Ling Ran generously offered his cervical spine to the young novice monk for massage training.
"Hmm … a little to the left."
"Use force."
"Press down."
"Don't rub."
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