When Yang Yuqing came back from shopping for vegetables, Sandao had already begun to treat Yang Genbao's legs. As soon as Yang Yuqing entered the door, she saw that her father's right leg was full of gold needles, she was so frightened that she exclaimed, and the vegetable basket fell to the ground.

Yang Genbao saw Yang Yuqing at the door with a frightened face, so he grinned and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, this little rabbit cub is treating my leg!"

"Cure the legs?" Yang Yuqing muttered and picked up the vegetables that had fallen on the ground, "Erlang will cure the disease?" She looked at the three knives who were giving Yang Genbao the needle suspiciously, and thought: These two people have been silent for three days, and the result is actually the same as no one. I don't know if Erlang is really good at healing, or if Yang Genbao deliberately found a step for Yang Erlang and himself.

However, when Yang Yuqing entered the village, he heard a few villagers talk about Yang Erlang's rescue of Aunt Chen's grandson just now, which made Yang Yuqing suddenly feel that this younger brother had learned some medical skills in the city? But the university he studied at was obviously not teaching people to practice medicine.

When she thought of this, Yang Yuqing was a little curious. She set the basket aside, and slid up on it.

Yang Genbao knew that Yang Yuqing was not only curious, but also worried about what impact so many needles would have on him. So when he saw Yang Yuqing coming up, Yang Genbao said softly: "I just treated my hand, don't say it, it's much more comfortable!" he said and waved his hands in front of Yang Yuqing, with a look of overjoy.

"Is it!" Yang Yuqing was slightly startled, and while watching Sandao carefully apply needles to Yang Genbao, she said softly: "It's still my Erlang who is the most promising!"

After some diagnosis and treatment, Yang Genbao had to admit that his hands and feet were indeed much smoother than before. In this way, the anger in his heart for this son couldn't help but calm down a little.

But he was very curious about how his son could inexplicably know how to practice healing. The root of the disease that he was branded because of the car accident has been with him for more than 20 years, and the doctors said that he could only recover by himself, but this child was stunned to make a mess of east and west, north and south, which made Yang Genbao really wonder.

Puzzled, he asked, "That's what was taught in school?"

Sandao smiled awkwardly, nodded, and said, "There are those who teach, and there are those who learn by themselves!"

Yang Genbao glanced at the golden needles again and asked, "This needle has to cost a lot of money!"

When Sandao heard this, his face suddenly sank. He was stunned for a moment, and then said, "My friend gave it!"

Yang Baogen looked at it suspiciously for a moment, and then said to himself: "You were admitted to a medical university at that time?"

At dinner, Mrs. Chen brought her son, daughter-in-law and grandson to Yang Genbao's house to thank her. She walked in with an old hen in her right hand and a carton of milk in her left hand.

As soon as she, her son and daughter-in-law entered the door, they kept thanking Sandao, and then kept praising Sandao. It wasn't until about half an hour of chattering that Mrs. Chen left with her family.

Yang Genbao looked at Mrs. Chen and the others who left, and then at a hen and a carton of milk that Mrs. Chen had brought, and couldn't help grinning and said, "This mother-in-law understands the rules!"

The moon is clear tonight, and after dinner, Sandao decided to attack the Naling period tonight. After three days of intermittent cultivation, Sandao felt that the time was ripe. Although this time is not as coincidental as before, cultivating with a spirit body is twice the result with half the effort.

What's more, for the cultivation exercises and experience, the three swords have long been integrated.

In fact, if the person who takes away the sacrifice is strong enough, then after the seizure is successful, he can at least have fifty percent of the original cultivation. And if the physical body is strong enough, then it is not impossible for the cultivation to not be damaged or even improved.

But the three swords are different, at that time, his cultivation had just recovered to the refining period, and this kind of cultivation was equivalent to not stepping on the threshold of cultivating the path of immortals. It would have been a fluke to be reborn with the help of snatching, if it weren't for Yang Erlang's instant infarction, I'm afraid that the three knives would have to take a lot of trouble to snatch him. And with the extremely weak soul power of the three swords at the beginning, it is not certain whether they can succeed in taking it away.

Therefore, after being reborn, it is normal for the three swords to lose all their cultivation.

Back in the room, Sandao didn't start cultivating immediately. After all, this impact shackle was different from ordinary cultivation, and Sandao didn't want to be disturbed in any way.

The truth was just as Sandao thought, and it didn't take long for Yang Yuqing to come. She walked in with a peeled apple, where she chatted with Sandao for a moment before pacing away.

At this point, the three knives locked the door and turned off the lights, and officially began to impact the Naling period.

……

The next day, the entrance to the village was full of people early in the morning. That's more people than yesterday when Mrs. Chen's grandson was fished out of the water, and they were talking about it like an early morning market.

Yang Genbao heard from the mouths of the villagers that a TV crew came to the village today, saying that they would shoot here for two days, and they would also recruit a few villagers to be actors. In addition to having a box lunch to eat, he also gets a salary, and maybe he can become famous and become a star.

This made Yang Genbao very excited, and he hurried home. When he found that Sandao's room was locked, he shouted angrily: "Little cub, open the door, what kind of door are you locking." Open the door, quick, come with me!"

Sandao broke through to the Naling period when it was close to the early hours of the morning, and now he was sleeping soundly. Yang Baogen's hurried knocking and shouting startled him, and he reluctantly got up from the bed. As he opened the door, he said in a daze: "Who is dead again!"

"a fart!" Yang Genbao looked at the three knives that were still half-asleep and half-awake and said: "Follow me to the entrance of the village and make money!"

Sandao glanced at Yang Genbao, and before he could react, he was dragged out of the house by Yang Genbao.

At this time, the entrance of the village was already overcrowded, and almost all the people in the village came. The drama has not yet been filmed, but a lot of equipment and instruments have been erected. There is a long line at the entrance to the village, where extras are being recruited.

said that it was only eight, two meals included, and the salary was paid, and maybe there were lines to be on camera. But in fact, many people go for those two lunch boxes and salaries.

When Yang Genbao came here with three knives, the recruitment was not over, and the two hurriedly lined up at the back of the team. Sandao only reacted in hindsight at this time.

When it was Yang Genbao's turn, a plain-looking young man with glasses and long hair was fiddling with a pen in his hand while looking Yang Genbao up and down.

After a closer look, he said, "I'll take two steps!"

Yang Genbao was a little worried when he heard this. Because his hands and feet are not very neat, it is inevitable that he will procrastinate when he walks. So he walked as slowly as he could, so that he looked more organized. But the young man was not happy when he saw this, and he stiffened his face and said, "Can you walk a little faster and lame a little?"

Yang Genbao glanced back at the young man with a puzzled expression, and then listened to the young man again, "Oh, we have an uncle who is not very sharp!"

Yang Genbao raised his mouth at this time. He let go of his steps and began to walk, one step at a time, two steps and three steps, and after taking a few steps, the young man smiled and said, "Okay, it's you." What a good walk!"

Then it was the turn of the three knives. But as soon as Sandao stepped forward, the young man waved his hand and said, "Next!"

The three knives were blindsided for a while, and then asked, "I can't do it?"

"No!" said the young man impatiently.

This time the three knives are not happy. He thought that even Yang Genbao, an old and stupid person with unfavorable hands and feet, had been recruited, and he was passed all of a sudden, and he felt that he was bound to ask a satisfactory answer.

"Why!" asked Mito, slightly confused.

The young man did not answer three times immediately, but gently patted his cheek with the pen in his hand, and then said: "The image is not good!"

When Sandao heard this, his face turned blue. He had planned to lift the table in front of him and drag the young man out and beat him again. But he didn't end up doing it.

He couldn't help but sigh, and then slowly left the place under the mocking eyes of many villagers.

Yang Genbao couldn't help but sigh at that time, he secretly said in his heart: "This baby, don't be a real waste!"

As soon as Sandao got home, he stood in front of the mirror. He looked at himself in the mirror and muttered, ", you actually say I'm ugly! Am I ugly? Am I ugly? Are you ugly!"