Xianren Village is built against the mountain. It is said that the mountain behind was once immortals, so it was named after it. In front of the village is an open basin and a small river flows by it, which is very suitable for planting rice. In addition, it is close to the port, so it is originally a rich and peaceful place.

However, when Li Jie brought people here, Xianren Village had become a hell on earth, with houses burning, the road was in chaos, blood and dead bodies everywhere, an old man fell in a pool of blood, a woman was crying with her husband's head; a child stood in front of her parents' bodies, his eyes full of numbness and confusion.

"Beast!" Li Jie gritted his teeth and cursed angrily. He only knew that Japanese pirates were hateful, but after all, he had never experienced it personally. However, when he saw everything in front of him, he felt extremely angry. He had been a human being for two lives for the first time. It was at this moment that he silently swore for himself: If the Japanese pirates are not destroyed in this life, he would not be a human being!

"Save people!" With Li Jie's order, hundreds of naval troops who had disembarked with him immediately took action. The dead were restrained and the wounded were carried to the threshing ground outside the village for treatment.

Xianren Village is the largest village in Jintang with a population of over 100. When the Japanese pirates attacked, some people fled to the mountains to hide, but some still had no time to escape. Now the villagers on the mountains have also run down one after another, crying while cleaning up their destroyed homes.

Li Jie took action and came to the threshing ground with an injured old man on his back. He saw that there were already wounded people lying there. An old monk wearing a monk's robe was treating the wounded with several monks, probably monks from nearby temples.

However, there were too many injured people, and many injured people were eager to get treatment. The scene was a little chaotic for a while. At this time, the old monk with a white beard whispered: "Don't fight, treat the seriously injured first. If you are slightly injured, retreat!"

The old monk's voice was loud and his tone was filled with unquestionable majesty. The injured villagers also acted instinctively according to his words. The whole scene quickly restored order. Some seriously injured people were carried to the old monk and treated them personally by him and his disciples.

Li Jie also wanted to help, so he came to the side of several monks. However, what he didn't expect was that these monks seemed to have received special training and were very professional in handling and bandaging wounds. Even some people with fractures could be quickly fixed by them. This method of bone-joining alone was enough to compare some so-called famous doctors.

Seeing the performance of these monks, Li Jie was also quite surprised. Unexpectedly, there were such people who were proficient in medical skills on a mere Jintang Island. What’s even more rare is that these monks were able to remain calm when facing these wounded men with broken hands and feet, or even broken belly. This made Li Jie look carefully at these monks.

The old monk in the head was tall, with twelve ring scars on his head, three wisps of snow-white beard, but there were not many wrinkles on his face, and his eyes were full of compassion. He looked like a virtuous monk, and his medical skills were the most wise. The wounded men who could not be cured by other monks were sent to him.

Compared with the old monks in the lead, the other monks are not young anymore, almost all of them are fifty or sixty years old. Their medical skills are also good, but they are a little rough during treatment. Almost all the wounded men treated by them screamed in pain.

At this moment, another seriously injured person was suddenly lifted over by a door panel and sent directly to the old monk. The farmer who carried the man suddenly knelt down in front of the old monk and begged: "Master! Please save my son!"

"Don't cry, I'll take a look!" The old monk stepped forward, and frowned when he saw the wound of the young man on the door panel. He saw that the young man was chopped on the back. The wound was more than one foot long, and the bones were visible. The blood flowed all over the floor as if he didn't have money.

The old monk immediately tore open the wounded's clothes, then took hot water to clean the wound briefly, and then poured the wound medicine on it to bandage it. However, as soon as the wound medicine was poured on, it was immediately dispersed by the gushing blood. Even if he asked someone to temporarily squeeze the wound with his hands and then pour the wound medicine on it, the blood was washed away again as soon as he let go.

As the blood was lost, the young man on the door panel became paler and his breathing became a little rapid, which made the old monk sigh, because according to his experience, the wounded person who lost blood was almost certain to die.

"Master, let me do it!" At this time, Li Jie finally stepped forward to help and said that ancient doctors had no choice but to deal with such large amounts of bleeding, but it was not troublesome for later medicine.

"You?" The master also looked surprised when he heard Li Jie's words. He had noticed the other party just now when Li Jie came. After all, Li Jie was wearing an official uniform and was very conspicuous in the crowd. However, he didn't want to deal with officials in the Ming Dynasty, so he ignored it. However, he didn't expect that the other party would take the initiative to step forward and save the wounded person who he had no choice but to do anything about it.

"Master, please press his wound first to temporarily delay the blood loss. I will prepare to order something and get ready soon!" Li Jie said solemnly again.

Seeing that the young official was not like a joke, the master finally nodded and reached out to squeeze the wounded's wound so that he would not lose blood too quickly.

Li Jie asked the villagers for needlework and thread, and there was hot water burning beside him. The cotton thread was thrown into boiling water to disinfect, and the needle was also placed on the fire and burned.

After making these preparations, Li Jie came to the worker with the needle and thread, and then in the screams of the people around him, he directly stabbed the wound with a needle, just like sewing clothes, sewing the wound.

"Good solution!" The master was also a little shocked at the beginning, but then he exclaimed that the wound was bleeding and he could not be pressed by people all the time. The best way was to sew it with needles and thread. Although it looked a bit scary, it solved the problem of bleeding. As long as there was no problem with the wound, the person's life should be saved.

"It's just some crude methods that make the master laugh!" Li Jie finally left a small mouth in the wound to excrete dirty blood, and then said to the master with a smile.

"This is not a crude method. If it were back then..." The master was about to praise a few more words, but he was stunned halfway through his words, and then changed the subject, "I see that the little officials brought troops to him. Is it to clear out the Japanese pirates?"

"In the end, Li Jie was the deputy envoy of Zhejiang Eastern Inspection, who was personally appointed by His Majesty. He followed Duke Xin to inspect the coastal defense, mainly to eliminate these Japanese pirates, but he didn't expect to be one step too late!" Li Jie also showed a heartbroken expression at the end of his speech. If the Japanese pirates are not eliminated for a day, the coastal people will be in peace. I wonder how many people will die at the hands of these Japanese pirates in the future?

However, Li Jie did not notice. When he mentioned the three words "Duke Xinguo", the old monk opposite him looked moved, but he immediately returned to normal.

"By the way, I don't know what the master calls it?" Li Jie finally remembered to ask the other party's name.

"I am a monk named Mu Zhi. I took my disciples out to preach a few days ago. I happened to pass by Jintang, but I didn't expect to meet Japanese pirates." Master Mu Zhi introduced.

"It turned out to be Master Mu. Today, the master has made contributions to the treatment of the wounded. I will definitely report to the court and ask for me for the master!" Li Jie immediately respected him very much. Li Jie did not reject religion, of course, the premise was that they wanted to teach people to be kind, rather than using religion to deceive people's hearts.

Master Mu Ran was polite again after hearing this, and then began to treat the wounded. Li Jie also joined in, especially those who were bleeding profusely, and almost all of them were handed over to him. Li Jie also asked someone to get strong alcohol. Although it could not reach the level of medical alcohol, they could only be used to disinfect the wound.

However, just when Li Jie and his friends were working hard to treat the wounded, they did not notice that on the far sea, another small fleet was quietly heading towards Jintang Island. On a boat led by the leader, a man with a strange hair bun looked at Jintang Island near him, and the bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes.
Chapter completed!