In the early morning, the sky was bright.

He Chang got up, went to the first farmhouse, called Zheng Shuang, and took her to the small pond in the mountains to practice.

On the way, Zheng Shuang spoke: "Master, with that old man helping people treat diseases on the mountain, he is so powerful, will you not need me to go up the mountain in the future!"

He Changzai said: "After you memorize the Qing Bao Sutra, you will definitely have to treat the patient, after all, Chinese medicine is a process of continuous accumulation of theory and practice!"

"Oh!"

Zheng Shuang thought of doing things with an old man with advanced cultivation.

At the same time, I was a little reluctant, and I felt that I was not relaxed and comfortable to stay with my master.

He Changzai took out seven golden needles from his pocket and handed them to Zheng Shuang and said:

"These seven golden needles will be given to you, and you will do it to help Huang Nianci in the future, the acupuncture points are Soul Gate, Guan Yuanyu, Stomach Cang, Du Yu, Cloud Gate, Tianchi, and Atrium...... Remember?"

Zheng Shuang pursed his lips, recalled for a moment, and said, "Remember!"

He Changzai didn't speak again, and walked straight to the small pool in the mountains.

Sitting cross-legged, his mind was silent, and he entered a very quiet state.

Zheng Shuang sat on the sidelines, looking at the green capsule that was specially brought over this time.

She looked at the words on it, but not chic and handsome.

I feel very comfortable, and I think that my master, no matter what aspect it is, is very good, and the existence of a proper male god is there.

There is an allusion called Rotten Ke Yimeng, which tells the story of the Jin Dynasty's royal quality.

He went into the mountains to chop wood and watch the immortals play chess, but when he came back to his senses, the wooden handle of the axe was rotten, and when he looked back, a hundred years had passed.

Implicit in this is the profound realm of forgetting.

Forget what should be forgotten, and forget what should not be forgotten.

The heart is free and free, full of joy, and gets a kind of spiritual detachment.

He Chang was sitting on the edge of a small pool full of steam, quietly alone, and finally forgot everything.

Fall into a state of great stillness.

A sudden white mist gradually emerged from his surroundings, enveloping him.

Zheng Shuang saw that He Chang was motionless, and entered a state of meditation, not daring to disturb, quietly looking at the Green Capsule Sutra, and remembering it over and over again.

......

After a while, a middle-aged man wearing a long shirt with a compass in his hand and a round-faced man in a suit and leather shoes, with a shy stomach and a gold chain the thickness of a child's thumb around his neck, went up to the mountain.

The round-faced man spoke: "Master Jia, when a heavy rain fell, my father's grave was washed down, and the coffin was exposed. Recently, there have been many twists and turns in my career, and I see that the foundation I have worked hard for decades is about to be wasted, so you must find a good burial place for my father!"

Jia Baoguo showed a confident smile on his face and said:

"I watched the video and saw here, and found that the mountains and rivers here are beautiful, and there are many strange peaks and dangerous ravines, Boss Liao, you can rest assured, with my three years of dragon searching, ten years of acupoints, and doing feng shui business, a total of more than ten years of experience, I will definitely be able to give your father a good acupuncture point!"

Liao Qingshan was born in a rural area and his family conditions were not good, but with his flexible mind and willingness to endure hardships, he climbed all the way from an ordinary salesman to the position of sales manager in a large listed company.

After accumulating some wealth in his hands, he quit his job and opened a movie theater.

gradually became bigger and stronger, and there were cinemas all over the country, achieving a net worth of billions.

I drove a BMW, took two beautiful women in the car, and lived a luxurious life.

Having come to this point and living a comfortable life, he is naturally unwilling to give up all that he has in front of him.

After hearing Jia Baoguo's affirmative answer, he couldn't help but show a bright smile on his face, and arched his hand to him:

"Thank you very much, Master Jia, don't worry, when the dust settles on my father's grave, I will definitely give you a big red envelope!"

"Hey, no, this compass pointer, how can it always point in one direction!"

Jia Baoguo can hope for qi and is a second-class teacher.

When you point to the acupoints, you can just look at the qi, and you don't need a compass at all.

Holding a compass is just a status symbol, a habit.

He inadvertently saw that the compass pointer had been pointing in one direction.

Following the direction pointed by the compass, I happened to see the figure of He Chang meditating cross-legged, and I couldn't help but show a look of horror on my face.

Liao Qingshan saw Jia Baoguo's face change, and couldn't help asking:

"Master Jia, what's wrong, is there something wrong!"

Jia Baoguo didn't answer Liao Qingshan's words, he glanced at the clear qi that was constantly gathering above his head, and was surprised.

At the same time, with a happy face and a heart of reverence, he walked straight towards him.

Zheng Shuang saw the two of them coming, afraid that they would disturb his master's cultivation.

So, he folded the paper with the green capsule and put it close to his body.

got up and stepped forward, stopped the two of them, and whispered:

"My master is practicing, don't bother!"

Liao Qingshan looked up and down not far away, like an old monk sitting still, He Changzai, who was dressed shabbyly, glanced at him, with a look of disdain, and sneered:

"It's just a poor ghost, and no matter how much you practice, you're also a poor ghost...... Don't do it, if you sit by the water, you can become an immortal, and you can't fly up in the day!"

Zheng Shuang talked to Liao Qingshan well, but in exchange for the ridicule of the other party.

She has always been straightforward, and she can't tolerate sand in her eyes, so naturally she can't get used to Liao Qingshan, so she kicked him over directly.

The moment Liao Qingshan fell to the ground, his buttocks made close contact with the ground, and he happened to sit on a small stone raised on the mountain.

It can be said that the chrysanthemums are remnants and the ground is full of wounds.

I couldn't help but let out a scream like killing a pig for a lifetime, and the pants behind my buttocks were oozing blood at that time.

He saw Zheng Shuang's fiery temper, so he naturally didn't dare to speak out.

silently took out his mobile phone, made a call, and called the company's security guards to come over to protect himself.

This scream directly woke He Changzai from his state of great tranquility.

He let out a long breath and looked at Liao Qingshan's eyes, from anger to calm.

Jia Baoguo walked to He Chang's side and said respectfully:

"Master, you can introduce the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into your body, it's really amazing!"

He Changzai smiled indifferently, "It's just a casual sitting, it's not a big deal...... By the way, what are you going up the mountain for, I see that you have a compass, you won't come here to visit the mountains and see the scenery!"

Jia Baoguo had a modest attitude and said: "Boss Liao asked me to point a hole for his father, I saw that the scenery here is good, so I came over!"

He Changzai said with a straight face: "This Nanshan has been contracted by me, and it will be developed into a tourist area in the future, and no one is allowed to build a tomb!"

Liao Qingshan saw that He Changzai was dressed shabbyly, with an expression that was sure of him, he endured the pain in his heart, and shouted at him:

"Boy, 20,000 places to build a tomb, whether to sell it or not!"