Da Zaojun

Chapter 13 Obsession
On the way to the county medical office, Song Wuji observed the so-called county town. It was not like what Song Wuji had imagined, with blue bricks and black tiles, stone roads, and ditches for drainage.

In his previous life, Song Wuji had visited "Xunyang City", an ancient city from the Song Dynasty that met all the expectations of a small Jiangnan city.

But the roads here are made of mud and not paved with stones, and feces can often be seen, with dirty water splashing out of the door.

Most of the houses were low and thatched, with only a few being tiled houses, which made Song Wuji feel a little disappointed.

When we arrived at the county medical office, it was just a nicer courtyard, very close to the city wall, and next to it was the training ground of the county lieutenant's office.

After entering the medical department, I was immediately assigned to a yard where several large pots were set up, all boiling water.

A young doctor in his twenties stepped forward and said, "You are bound to have some disease on you. Even if you don't have any disease, you still have fleas and insects. You need to wash yourself clean before entering the house."

"If you have a headache or fever, be sure to tell us. Also, everyone will receive a dose of medicine. Taking it yourself can help you recover a little."

"As for food, you'll have two meals a day, one in the morning and one in the evening. Tomorrow morning, there will be a recruitment drive for workers and soldiers at the parade ground next door. Find work as soon as possible, otherwise, the more people enter the city, the harder it will be to find work."

"In addition, the county magistrate is also recruiting civilians to repair the city walls and renovate houses. You can also pay attention to this."

Song Wuji asked quickly, "Is the Medical Department still recruiting?"

"Unless you are a family doctor and can read and write, you can be an apprentice. Another thing is that now that the city is open, we need some herbs. If you are not afraid of death, you can go outside the city to collect herbs."

Song Wuji immediately calmed down his thoughts and thought about which restaurant he should visit to learn some skills, awaken his career and rank, or visit the City God Temple.

Then he accepted the arrangement, scooped water and carried a bucket by himself, and took a nice hot bath in the special washing room. This was the first time he washed his body since he traveled through time, and he felt it was more refreshing than having a big meal.

After washing, he changed into the linen clothes he was given, washed his old clothes, found a place to hang them up, and then went to the assigned room.

The room was a large bunk bed, and someone was already lying there with a numb look on his face. It was unclear whether he was thinking about the future or just feeling lost.

Song Wuji didn't like to talk much either. He only occupied a bed and couldn't stay there, so he went to the kitchen to help light the fire. The Kitchen God's method worked faster in the kitchen environment.

By the way, I put the Chinese medicine in my mouth and ate it, so I didn’t have to burn firewood to boil it.

Song Wuji stuffed the medicine into his mouth with an expressionless face, only to find it very bitter. After taking the medicine, he gained a temporary state of "killing ghosts".

It seems that this medicine is a ghost-killing powder.

If there is still a ghost possessing the body, the ghost will appear immediately after drinking the medicine. Ordinary people can also kill the evil spirit after drinking it.

I just don't know whether this powder has been useful since ancient times or was developed by the county medical office recently.

However, the more comprehensive the preparation, the more reassuring it will feel.

Since the city gate had just been opened, everyone was washing and resting. A few of them went to the City God Temple together, while a few others were looking at the layout of the parade ground next door.

Only Song Wuji thought of going to the kitchen to light the fire.

The kitchen was filled with smoke. Two old ladies were steaming rice in a wooden barrel. The aroma of rice and wood wafted out, making people swallow their saliva.

When the two ladies saw Song Wuji entering the kitchen, they immediately drove him away: "Come back later. Didn't I tell you that we only have two meals a day, morning and night? It's not time to eat yet!"

Song Wuji said quickly: "I'm here to find something to do. Sisters, if you have anything to do, just tell me to do it. I'll do it, fetch water, chop wood, wash vegetables, and light the fire. I promise I won't steal anything." Song Wuji's call of "sister" immediately made the two aunts feel embarrassed. At that time, men and women were strictly prohibited from being treated in a frivolous manner, and such frivolous titles were rarely used. What's more, they were both extremely strong women with rough voices and loud breathing, and had never enjoyed such treatment.

"Then you can light the fire here, but I have to tell you in advance that you are not allowed to eat secretly. I have been responsible for more meals and more work these days, and I am in need of a strong laborer. If you do a good job, I will not let you work in vain."

Song Wuji nodded repeatedly, acted obediently, and said a lot of nice things for free.

"You look light-boned. I'm afraid you're not as agile as us at carrying water and chopping wood. So, start making the fire first."

Song Wuji immediately sat down in front of the stove and watched over the fire.

The two cooks asked about Song Wuji while they were working.

"Young man, where are you from? There's been a lot of talk about demonic disasters outside, but we haven't seen anything. The county magistrate just told us not to go out at night. The city has been sealed off for quite a while. I've only heard about what's going on, but I haven't actually seen anything."

"Amitabha, you still want to see it for real? Those demons will swallow you whole when they see you."

Song Wuji thought about it and said directly: "I have seen two kinds of monsters. One is a pig monster. This monster looks like a butcher. He killed many people from our village, hung them up, dried them for pickled meat, and sold them to other monsters."

The two ladies screamed in surprise, and a horrifying scene appeared in their minds.

"There's another one, a ghost with a hidden body. It's dressed in human skin. When we first entered the city, the bailiffs caught one. Its body was made of wood, and they put a human head, two hands, and two legs on it. Then they put on some clothes, and it looked just like a living person."

As he spoke, Song Wuji gestured.

"Okay, okay, stop talking. I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight."

Song Wuji then shut up, but he could clearly feel that the two ladies looked at him with some pity.

What a pitiful, well-behaved, and sensible child. The first thing he wanted to do was to help. He must have been like this at home before...

Then an old lady opened the steamer and took out a plate of steamed sweet potatoes: "Good boy, take this and eat it. Where are your family members? Did they escape with them?"

Song Wuji's mind suddenly flooded with memories, a strong hatred emerged, he felt dizzy, and bloodshot appeared in his eyes.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice became hoarse: "My grandfather and grandmother were killed by demons and hung on a tree... My sister-in-law was insulted by the demon, and my brother fought with the demon and was eaten..."

There was loneliness in Song Wuji's eyes, but he was already holding a sweet potato in his hand.

I thought to myself: This must be the obsession of my original body. If I don't kill the pig demon, I'm afraid that every time someone asks about it, this obsession will take over...

"Oh!" When the two ladies heard this, they burst into tears.

Song Wuji forced a smile. "There are many victims outside the city who are worse off than me. My two sisters are about to cry, but I'm afraid they won't be able to cry enough. It's very chaotic outside the city right now. It's good to be alive and have a place to stay. As long as I'm alive, I will avenge my grandfather, mother, brother, and sister-in-law sooner or later."

The two ladies hesitated to speak, wanting to persuade him to accept his fate and not to seek death, but they couldn't bring themselves to say it.

I could only say, "You have to do your best. Only if you do, your grandparents will be happy for you."

(End of this chapter)