After digging a mass grave in the yard.

A strange atmosphere shrouded everyone's hearts, those with hoes in their hands were not afraid of the Fan family, when they first dug up the skeletons, they would have already picked up and ran.

Digging out so many skeletons from the ground with your own hands is an extremely ominous thing in the eyes of the people of Yanxia China.

Fan Longchun's face was much better than Fan Lanjuan and the others, his face was only suspicious, and there was no trace of panic, so it seemed that the skeletons dug up from the ground could not scare him at all.

"You can go. Fan Zhi said to those with hoes in their hands.

The men were relieved and ran away from the courtyard, feeling cold on their backs when they stayed here.

Lin Yi'an pointed to the Seven Soul Grass in the corner of the wall and said, "This grass is my treatment fee, you must not move it." ”

After speaking.

Fan Zhi led Lin Yi'an into the house.

Fan Longchun, Bai Chunhou and others followed behind, only to see an old man in the house, who was tied up by Wuhuada.

It's really Fan Longchun who has no other way, if he doesn't tie up Fan Gengji, maybe he will come up with some moths, all the famous doctors in Miande have come to see it, but none of the doctors can calm him down.

Originally, Fan Gengji should have fallen asleep, but after hearing the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, he suddenly opened his eyes, "Ahhh......h

A roar came out of his mouth, and the whole person struggled desperately, trying to stand up, his mouth constantly opening and closing, and the upper and lower teeth kept making oozing collision sounds.

Fan Gengji's eyes were dull, his expression revealed a pure hideousness, seeing so many people appear in the house, he struggled more and more violently, and the green tendons on his neck and wrists violent.

"Click, click, click, click......"

The cloth bag that bound his hands and feet was suddenly torn, and the unkempt Fan Gengji pounced towards Lin Yi'an and the others.

Fan Zhi and Fan Guanghe stood motionless behind Lin Yi'an, they knew that the immortal master must have a way to deal with it.

And Fan Lanjuan and Bai Chunhou retreated again and again, Fan Gengji was crazy and very scary, he could even bite people to death with his teeth.

Fan Longchun rolled up his sleeves, wanting to see an opportunity to subdue his father.

When Fan Gengji approached.

Lin Yi'an took a step forward, his right hand quickly reached out, and his middle finger pointed at Fan Gengji's forehead, and a source of qi leaked from his fingertips.

Fan Gengji, who was originally crazy, suddenly calmed down.

Gradually, gradually.

Fan Gengji didn't have the previous irritability, he shook his neck, and finally fell asleep standing up.

Seeing that Lin Yi'an casually let Fan Gengji fall asleep, even Bai Chunhou's heart set off a shocking wave this time.

As Fan Gengji's attending doctor, he knew best how terrible Fan Gengji's illness was, and how could he fall asleep in an instant in such a state of not recognizing his six relatives?

"Immortal Master, is my father's illness serious?" Fan Zhi asked softly.

Lin Yi'an's fingers had already been withdrawn from Fan Gengji's forehead.

Fan Gengji was invaded by corpse qi, causing his own consciousness to be suppressed. Over time, his own consciousness will become weaker and weaker, until it finally dissipates completely, and at that time, he will become a shell controlled by corpse energy.

In the past six months, there has been a lot of corpse qi that has invaded Fan Gengji's brain, and it cannot be completely eliminated by relying on a source qi.

Lin Yi'an didn't want to waste too much source qi, and wanted to use the least amount of source qi to help Fan Gengji clear the corpse qi in his brain, so he could only rely on acupuncture.

Bai Chunhou lost his previous anger and asked in disbelief: "How do you know that there are many skeletons under the ground of the courtyard? If Fan Lao's illness is caused by these skeletons, why haven't we been affected?"

Not only Bai Chunhou, but the rest of the people also looked at Lin Yi'an suspiciously, including Fan Zhi and Fan Guanghe.

Lin Yi'an said casually: "I can perceive the breath that you can't perceive." Corpse qi gradually invades the patient's brain every day, and it must be lived here for a long time before it will be affected. ”

"It's just that this kind of evil qi enters the body very specially. ”

Lin Yi'an looked at Fan Zhi again and said, "Go find a box of silver needles." ”

When Fan Zhigang was about to leave to find the silver needle, Bai Chunhou asked Da Yi to open the medicine box and took out a small wooden box from it, "Use mine!"

Until now.

Bai Chunhou no longer said that Lin Yi'an was a liar who deceived the world and stole his reputation, he was very paranoid about Chinese medicine, but he was also a fair and honest person.

Lin Yi'an knew that Bai Chunhou was just too obsessed with Chinese medicine, and he didn't need to be like a stubborn old man.

After taking the wooden box in his hand, Lin Yi'an was ready to apply the needle.

Da Yi shouted, "Wait, why don't you disinfect before applying the needle?"

Bai Chunhou glared at his student angrily, "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a dumb person." ”

Da Yi was suddenly a little confused, he didn't seem to be wrong! Isn't it necessary to use candle flame to disinfect before applying needles!

It's just that after he saw the silver needle that Lin Yi'an pinched with his fingers, he instantly understood why the teacher scolded him.

The silver needles between Lin Yi'an's fingers trembled on their own, and the entire silver needle was red, as if it had just been taken out of the flames.

At such a temperature, it can be completely sterilized.

Besides, Lin Yi'an actually drove the needle with God, and only by driving the needle with God would the silver needle vibrate so autonomously.

In the whole hot summer, how many people have used the gods to drive the needles? And basically they are old men, and although Bai Chunhou is said to be the first person in the field of traditional Chinese medicine in Miande, he has not reached the realm of using the gods to drive the needles until now.

Lin Yi'an quickly pierced the silver needle into the acupuncture point on Fan Gengji's neck.

His movements were smooth, and such a vigorous needle made Bai Chunhou's mouth grow.

After Lin Yi'an stopped.

I saw that at Fan Gengji's neck, a flame actually faintly emerged.

Immediately afterward, a shallow black mist continued to emerge from Fan Gengji's nasal cavity.

Flame stitching.

This is a pure yang acupuncture method, which specializes in overcoming evil things.

Naturally, corpse qi could not resist this set of stitches.

Under the effect of the Flame Needle Technique, the corpse qi was naturally cleared out of Fan Gengji's brain.

And so the stitching.

Bai Chunhou had never heard of it, but he knew that this set of formations was absolutely extraordinary, and he, an obsessive of traditional Chinese medicine, suddenly became enthusiastic, his eyes were surging with golden light, and he stared at Lin Yi'an intently, how could he still see a little anger on his face?

As if he had discovered a treasure trove, he touched his goatee and nodded frequently.

This is a habit of Bai Chunhou, but whenever he is in a happy mood, he will subconsciously touch his beard.

Da Yi looked sluggish, this time he and his teacher were all dumbfounded, but Lin Yi'an was young, he would use his gods to drive acupuncture? Could it be that he began to study Chinese medicine as soon as he was born?