Chapter 541: The Origin of the Witch Clan

"I know, I will instruct them. Thank you, Mr. Chen," Zhou Jimin said, taking out an envelope: "Mr. Chen, this is the information you wanted. It is some data I collected regarding the Witch Clan. Although it is not much, you can use it for reference."

"Witch Clan data?" Chen Yu's eyes lit up. He took the item from his hand and flipped it open to look.

"The Witch Clan is also known as the Gu Clan. Actually, in our local area, this is a taboo topic," Zhou Jimin said: "The Witch Clan, it is rumored, is a lineage of the Nine Li from ancient times, believing in the Demon God Chiyou, also known as the Witch Ancestor."

"It's just that later, after several great ancient wars, the Demon God was defeated, and the Witch Clan lineage was locked away in the bitter, cold lands of Nine Li. The clansmen were cursed, unable to leave for generations upon generations."

"But these things are all legends, and in the Ten Thousand Great Mountains west of Ning City, there are indeed people who are skilled in using Gu. As for whether they are the people Mr. Chen is looking for, that is unknown."

Chen Yu flipped through the data. He already had an idea in his mind. He stood up, nodded to Zhou Jimin, and said: "Thank you, President Zhou. I will verify this information after I go back."

"Mr. Chen is too polite. You saved the lives of my family, so doing these things for you is only right," Zhou Jimin said hurriedly.

"There is one more question," Chen Yu said, knitting his brows: "Where did you find this information?"

"From a Wizard of an ethnic minority. He is a Miao Medicine practitioner, but in modern times, Miao Medicine has declined. He couldn't hold on several times, and I sponsored him, so when I was looking into this information, he told me these things."

"Then where does he live? I will go visit him," a sharp glint flashed in Chen Yu's eyes.

"He lives here. If Mr. Chen wants to go, I will take you there," Zhou Jimin said.

"Good, sorry to trouble you, President Zhou," Chen Yu nodded. He needed to see this Miao Medicine practitioner as soon as possible.

On the outskirts of Ning City, there was a wooden house with distinct ethnic characteristics. The wooden house had two floors, and a plaque hung at the entrance with the words "Miao Family Healer" written on it.

An old man dressed in ethnic minority clothing was sitting in front of the wooden house. In front of him were medicinal herbs gathered from the Mountain. He was fiddling with these herbs, organizing and sorting them.

This was the Miao Medicine practitioner that Zhou Jimin had spoken of. It was only known that his surname was Fan; his specific name was not clear.

"Fan Lao, my friend who was asking about the Witch Clan has come to visit you," Zhou Jimin said with a smile, carrying two bottles of Moutai.

The old man heard the sound, but he only slowly raised his head to glance at Zhou Jimin, then lowered his head to continue fiddling with the herbs in his hands, seemingly not paying any attention to Zhou Jimin at all.

Zhou Jimin smiled. He knew this old man had a peculiar temper and did not mind. He placed the liquor in his hand to the side: "This is Mr. Chen Yu, Mr. Chen, who is a practitioner of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

Hearing the words "Traditional Chinese Medicine," the old man's expression seemed to change slightly, but he looked up at Chen Yu once, then continued his work, appearing indifferent.

"Fan Lao just has this kind of temper, don't mind it," Zhou Jimin said with a wry smile.

"It's fine. President Zhou, go attend to your business; I will chat with Fan Lao for a while," Chen Yu smiled and did not mind.

When they came, Zhou Jimin had already told Chen Yu that this old man had a peculiar temper, so Chen Yu was mentally prepared.

Moreover, for an old man who had lived alone for many years, it was normal for his temperament to be a bit reclusive.

"Greetings, Fan Lao," Chen Yu stepped forward, looked at the herbs on the ground, and smiled: "These are detoxifying herbs. The Miao region has much toxic miasma, many venomous snakes and insects. If one is bitten by these things deep in the mountains, it can be fatal."

"You understand Miao Medicine?" The old man raised his head and looked at Chen Yu.

"I understand a little," Chen Yu smiled and said: "Miao Medicine believes that poison, deficiency, injury, accumulation, bacteria, and insects are the six factors that cause people to fall ill."

"And these six factors, in the final analysis, must use a way of producing toxicity to make one ill, so Miao Medicine also has the saying, 'Without poison, there is no illness'."

"What else do you understand?" The old man became interested in Chen Yu. He straightened his body and said.

"Miao Medicine diagnoses illnesses through traditional methods such as taking the pulse, listening to sounds, observing colors, inquiring about the condition, and using the hands to touch, feel, tap, strike, scrape, press, move, and measure."

"Observing the color of the human skin, changes in spirit, abnormalities in body temperature, pulse, breathing, heartbeat, blood pressure, etc., and observing pathogenic substances such as blood Qi and pathogens, as well as changes in the morphological structure of fingerprints, tongue appearance, eye color, nasal passages, throat, ear canals, tendons, bones, skin, and flesh."

"Actually, to some extent, Miao Medicine and Traditional Chinese Medicine originate from the same source, only Miao Medicine has always had the saying of using poison to fight poison, and its treatment methods are unconventional, so there are the terms 'Poison Medicine' and 'Witch Doctor'."

"Kid, you understand very clearly," Fan Lao said: "Are you a practitioner of Traditional Chinese Medicine?"

"Yes, I am a practitioner of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and I know a little about Miao Medicine," Chen Yu nodded and smiled.

"Judging from your conversation, your understanding of Miao Medicine is not just 'a little'," Fan Lao snorted and said: "Some of you Traditional Chinese Medicine scholars look down on our Miao Medicine, saying we are heterodox, and believe that Traditional Chinese Medicine is the orthodoxy of Huaxia traditional medicine."

"Such people are frogs in a well. While Traditional Chinese Medicine is indeed profound, Miao Medicine originates from the ancient Yao and Shun periods, and its history and culture are even more long-standing."

Chen Yu smiled: "However, whether it is Traditional Chinese Medicine or Miao Medicine, both are the essence of Huaxia culture. As inheritors of Huaxia civilization, we should all the more properly guard the land our ancestors built, shouldn't we?"

"That makes sense. Kid, what business do you have with me?" Fan Lao squinted his eyes and looked at Chen Yu.

"Fan Lao, do you have a connection with the Witch Clan?" Chen Yu looked at a mark on the old man's wrist and suddenly understood something.

No wonder this old man understood the origin of the Witch Clan so clearly; it turned out he was a member of the Witch Clan himself. And the Witch Clan represented by Wuming was said to live in the bitter, cold lands of the Witch Clan, but where exactly that so-called bitter, cold land was, Chen Yu did not know.

The Xiang Region is mountainous. From Ning City to the west, there are the Ten Thousand Great Mountains, a mountain range stretching for thousands of kilometers, layer upon layer. Some deep, old forest areas are places no one has ever set foot in.

Chen Yu wanted to rescue Wuming directly and just finish him off with one strike, but that grandson had plunged into these mountains, and Chen Yu truly could not find where he was.

"How did you know?" Fan Lao suddenly raised his head, staring fixedly at Chen Yu, a look of vigilance appearing on his face.

"Fan Lao, don't misunderstand," Chen Yu smiled: "I just saw that mark on Fan Lao's wrist."

Fan Lao said nothing. After a long while, he said: "You go. I have nothing to say to you."

"Fan Lao, I really have business going to the Witch Clan," Chen Yu had not expected this old man to issue a dismissal order directly. He said sincerely: "I am only asking some questions about the Witch Clan. I guarantee that I will absolutely not implicate you."