Chapter 0007: Miguang Technique

"Sir, don't be angry, it's embarrassing to accidentally know your secret, but, think about it, wouldn't it be even more sad if you lost a woman you loved so much?

Jiang Bai didn't want to be angry with this kind of rich man.

Because, he doesn't want to be angry with money.

"So, you're a doctor?"

The man's anger seemed to have subsided a little, but his neck was still very thick.

"Not exactly. ”

Jiang Bai has always been honest.

"You ——!!"

As soon as the man heard this, the flame that had just been suppressed suddenly burned again.

It's not a doctor, you talk to Lao Tzu about your sister's doctor-patient relationship?!

"Sir, don't get angry, anger hurts the liver, it will aggravate the JU. ”

Jiang Bai always kept a smile on his face.

He thought the man was really funny.

If you are sick, you will be cured.

"You-"

Jiang Jindong, who was about to pay tribute to your whole family, endured it again.

Forget it, get angry with this kind of low-level gangsters and lower your identity.

"Sir, I know you must think I'm a charlatan who came out of nowhere, don't you?"

Jiang Bai saw that Jiang Jindong's anger had subsided a little, and decided to go straight in, starting with eliminating the other party's suspicions.

"Hmph. ”

Jiang Jindong snorted from his nose, which was a response.

"That's it, Mr. Jiang, I think you shouldn't have had time to check out just now, why don't you go back to the hotel room with me now, I will give you the first treatment, I promise you, no cure, no penny, and I can guarantee you that it only takes three days, three treatments, and Mr. Jiang can restore his former male style. I don't know what Mr. Jiang thinks of this suggestion?"

Jiang Bai knows that you can't take these old sparrows if you don't use a killer move.

"Really?"

Jiang Jindong's anger in his stomach really subsided a little this time.

"Of course, you won't have anything to lose until you're cured, right?"

Jiang Bai knew where the weakness of this rich man was.

"However, I might as well tell you the truth, from the United States, to Europe, from RB to Hong Kong, Western medicine and Chinese herbal medicine, and I am not even afraid of your jokes, the Wuyue Giant Buddha, and the dog skin plaster advertisement on the road telephone pole I have begged back and forth several times, but the result is still the same. ”

Jiang Jindong suddenly felt relaxed.

Dead horses should be used as live horse doctors.

Shame on the eyes, he's already seen it anyway, and there's no shortage of one more loss.

"I understand, I understand Mr. Jiang's feelings, but please Mr. Jiang must believe me once, I can also tell Mr. Jiang that my treatment methods, no injections or no medicine, quick effect, can be cured, no cure, no cure, no penny. So, Mr. Jiang, please put one hundred and twenty hearts. ”

Jiang Bai's smile was a little more sincere.

"Okay, since you've said that, I'll trust you for once, and if you kid dares to play with me, you'll soon know the consequences. ”

After Jiang Jindong finished speaking, he snorted, turned around and continued to walk towards the hotel gate.

Anyway, I just chased Huang Suisui out in a hurry, and I haven't checked out yet.

Everything is ready-made.

Why not give it a try?

Jiang Bai followed behind Jiang Jindong, holding his head high, walking calmly, and always maintaining a smile like a California orange on his face.

Just now I overheard the conversation between Jiang Jindong and the woman in the parking lot, and spied on his privacy, which was indeed wrong, but when he looked at a tall man and let out a low breath, a thought instantly flashed in his mind.

He felt it was an opportunity.

The doorman of Shangri-La Hotel is still the doorman just now, he looked at Jiang Bai who had just left and returned, and his face was also a cloud of doubt, why did he go and return?

And also following behind a rich man?

The doorman smiled at Jiang Bai, and there were many indescribable meanings in his smile.

Jiang Bai also smiled at him.

Laugh it off.

………………

A luxurious and spacious room.

Facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming.

Soft white bed, soft white bedding, soft white carpet, white and shiny sanitary curtains.

It's a white world.

Pure and beautiful.

However, looking at the messy bed that had not yet had time to be cleaned up, Jiang Bai snorted in his heart.

A pair of dogs male and female.

At first glance, it's not a serious thing.

But, whatever, what he needs right now is his impropriety and male thieves and prostitutes.

"Shall we begin?"

After this short journey just now, Jiang Jindong has calmed down his humiliation, anger, doubts and contempt, after all, for himself, compared to the sweeping of the male style, money is nothing, and a dead horse is regarded as a live horse doctor, and the conditions prescribed by this young man are indeed flawless.

He couldn't help but believe it.

"Shall we begin?"

Jiang Jindong turned around and asked.

"No problem. ”

Jiang Bai smiled.

Men are vain creatures as a whole.

Vain and anxious.

"What do you call it?"

Jiang Jindong looked at Jiang Bai, who had a sunny smile and a clean face, and suddenly felt that he should be polite.

"My surname is Jiang, Jiang Ziya's Jiang. ”

Jiang Bai explained.

Jiang Ziya was his senior, and when he was on the Xuanwu planet, he was fortunate enough to see it once.

In that magnificent and splendid planet, the civilization is highly developed, gods and humans come and go freely, and space and time are incomparably free, so when he entered the Mahayana realm that year, his master Wu Yazi, the head of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, specially invited Jiang Ziya to come to watch the ceremony, after all, for a cultivator genius like Jiang Bai, it is rare to meet in ten thousand years.

That time, as a gift to meet the juniors, Jiang Ziya also gave Jiang Bai a mysterious gift.

Miguang.

A mystical art of monasticism.

A miraculous Taoist technique that can heal diseases and save people.

"Well, Mr. Jiang, what are we going to do next?"

Because the young man in front of him said that if you don't take medicine, don't get injections, and don't have surgery, how can you cure this stubborn disease for many years?

He remained skeptical.

"Take off your clothes. ”

Jiang Bai said.

Jiang Jindong did as he said, took off his suit and leather shoes, and took off his shirt and socks.

"It's all off. ”

Jiang Bai continued.

Jiang Bai looked at Jiang Jindong in front of him, who was full of fat accumulation.

People like you can't be yang, who can get yang?

He said with contempt in his heart.

"All?"

Jiang Jindong glanced at Jiang Bai, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Yes, all. ”

Miguang is the supreme medical secret art of the Xuanwu planet, a Taoist secret art, which pays attention to the unity of heaven and man, and casts spells naturally.

Jiang Jindong didn't continue to ask again, and obediently took off his essence.

"When you sit down, close your eyes and sit cross-legged with your legs crossed, facing south, with your hands naturally flat on top of your knees. ”

Jiang Bai said as he untied his tie, took off his clothes, and then sat behind Jiang Jindong in the same posture, stretching his palms forward against Jiang Jindong's back.

After Jiang Jindong entered the state, he also closed his eyes and began to slow down his luck......

Jiang Jindong felt as if he had suddenly entered a magical realm.

The sky is blue and the clouds are white.

Flowers.

There was a ripple of water flowing underneath the body.

The world is quiet.

And from his back, there seemed to be a trickle of water slowly entering.

A trickle of water.

Gentle and ironing, as if the love of the most tender woman in the world, Jiang Jindong's anxiety, anger, and humiliation gradually disappeared.

He felt very comfortable all over.

The trickle did not stop, but continued to flow through the limbs of his body.

Like a brook singing.

It's like a bird flying.

Jiang Jindong suddenly felt that the bird in his body also suddenly moved.

So slight.

So soothing.

Jiang Jindong suddenly felt that somewhere in his body suddenly passed, and the trickle continued to sing softly and slowly, Jiang Jindong completely forgot about the mortal dust on this shore.

He felt like he was about to fly.