Yao Yuanqing sat on the edge of the bed, excitedly fiddling with the BP machine in his hand, and tirelessly pressed the buttons on it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The crisp sound of "Di Di Di" kept coming from his palm.

Yi Ping snatched the BP machine in his hand and said, "Yuanyuan, stop playing." There is serious business to do. ”

"Ready to dry the rack? Walk! Walk! Yao Yuanqing shouted loudly.

When I heard that I had something to do, I suddenly felt like I had been beaten with chicken blood, my face was red, and my eyes were shining.

In the past, Yi Ping said that there was something to do, and it was mostly related to fighting.

As long as you fight, you will always be rewarded.

Not long ago, in the room, seeing so many good things, and knowing that they were all trophies from yesterday's fight, Yao Yuanqing's eyes were red.

I couldn't wait to be there at the time, but suddenly I heard that something was going on, and I subconsciously thought that I was going to find someone to fight again.

Yi Shou looked at him with a look of eagerness, and said with a smile: "How can there be so many fights?" It's about having to do with your brain damage. ”“

"Alas! It's better not to talk about it. Yao Yuanqing said disappointedly, reaching out to snatch back the BP machine.

"I said Yuanyuan, I learned another hand when I went back this time, and it happened to be able to cure your type, do you want to give it a try?"

Yi Ping's hand holding the machine shrank back and smiled.

"Don't try! However, for the sake of the BP machine you have allocated this time, you can gently touch Ben Shao's head once. ”

Yao Yuanqingtian knew that Yishou was born in Mengshan Yi's family, and he also knew that Mengshan Yi had long since declined.

Today's Yi family is not much different from ordinary families, if you want to say that Yi Shou learned the means to cure brain damage, Yao Yuanqing does not believe it.

But why not let him touch it?

Yi Ping understood Yao Yuanqing's thoughts, and was a little touched by the fact that he was allowed to touch his head.

Yao Yuanqing's head, but a big baby, is usually well protected, and whoever touches it will be beaten.

Even Yi Ping, the iron brother, can't do it, but I didn't expect that this time, he was unprecedentedly grateful.

When Yao Yuanqing was five years old, he fell once and injured his brain.

Although the injury was not fatal, it directly affected his intelligence.

Yao Yuanqing's parents tried their best to cure the disease.

Since Yao Yuanqing was five years old, he was taken by his parents to a big city with good medical conditions to seek medical treatment every year during the holidays.

In the past ten years, I have been to some major hospitals in China, and I have invited barbarian witches to try, but they have not been cured.

Two years ago, Yao Yuanqing's family had lost confidence in this, gave up seeking medical treatment, and usually let Yao Yuanqing take some traditional Chinese medicine.

Yao Yuanqing usually hates people mentioning his head the most.

Every time, the hairstyle is smoothed and neat, and it is also sprayed with hairspray to protect it, so that it is not easy for people to touch.

"Yuanyuan, my treatment doesn't need to touch the head, you just sit quietly and listen carefully to the sound I make." Yi Ping said cautiously.

"In the way of a barbarian?" Yao Yuanqing asked suspiciously.

Just listening to the sound can cure the disease, and he has also treated this method.

When he was thirteen years old, Yao Yuanqing's family invited the barbarian witch to treat him in this way.

A few years ago, Yao Yuanqing still has an impression of this.

However, that time did not have any tangible results.

This time, when he heard Yi Ping say that he only had to listen to the sound, he immediately thought of it.

"Well, you know, our Yi family is a barbarian witch family, although it has declined, but it still retains some methods that are not passed on."

Yi Ping nodded.

The fact that the Mengshan Yi family recovered most of the inheritance was not made public.

Although some people in the outside world have some suspicions, they cannot come up with real evidence.

Before the Yi family does not show a higher strength than before, no one can guarantee its authenticity.

The Yi family continued to be as low-key as before, and did not show an abnormal state.

Except for Yi Ping, a student, who did that good deed and caused a sensation in the county.

"Okay, then let you try. Not too long, though. Yao Yuanqing glanced at his empty hand and said helplessly.

He got the BP machine, but before he had enough play, he was taken away by Yi Ping, and if he didn't agree to the other party's request, he didn't know when he would get it back.

Yi Ping couldn't help but laugh when he saw him looking very reluctant.

Yi Ping was sure that the barbarian witch who had treated Yao Yuanqing would not reach the green level.

And what he mastered was a purple-level spell, the top level in the world.

It works so well in terms of healing, which orange, green, and blue spells can match?

However, these words are not easy to say to Yao Yuanqing.

As for the treatment, it can be done in a short time.

However, Yao Yuanqing's injury has been delayed for a long time, and I am afraid that he will have to be treated three or four times.

"It won't take too long, just before you come back." Yi Ping nodded and said.

Yao Yuanqing glanced at Yi Ping and said stupidly: "So long? Forget it, just take it as a sleep. Alas, I really can't help you. ”

Yi Ping stared at Yao Yuanqing's face tightly and said slowly: "Take a deep breath, relax your whole body, don't open your eyes." ”

"Got it, it's not like I haven't done it." Yao Yuanqing said impatiently.

Yi calmly looked at Yao Yuanqing's expression, and after he entered a state of complete calm, his eyes turned, and his divine thoughts were injected into the flash disk hanging around his neck.

In the blink of an eye, he had already come to the path outside the villa in the space, he scurried twice, entered the gate, and shouted: "Xiao Zi, Xiao Huang has gone to work." ”

Half a minute later, Yi Ping returned to the room, and Yao Yuanqing was still in that state.

"Well, that's good." Yi Ping nodded and said secretly in his heart.

Gently closing the door of the room, then inserting the small iron bolt, Yi Ping returned to the center of the room.

Yi Ping sat cross-legged, the wooden fish swung on the ground, took out the small mallet, and closed his eyes.

"It's up to your luck, buddy." Yi Ping said secretly in his heart.

The purple-level "Requiem Mantra" began to be recited in his mouth, and the small wooden mallet in his hand sounded rhythmically on the wooden fish

"Tuk Tuk Tuk ......"

The wooden fish makes a sound that is crisp and calm, boring and energetic.

The incantations that Yi Ping spat out of his mouth were like ripples rising from the surface of the lake, swinging towards the wooden fish.

The wooden fish is like a sound absorber, constantly sucking these spells away.

With the "tuk tuk", the wooden fish also began to emit a shock wave invisible to the naked eye, slowly responding to the sound of the incantation.

In the end, invisible waves were formed, surging towards Yao Yuanqing, who was already intoxicated with tranquility.

Yi Ping had no distractions, staring at his mind and feeling the sound waves coming from the wooden fish.

A minute later, his divine thoughts were already shrouded in the wooden fish, constantly adjusting the amplitude of the sound of the incantation and the sound of the wooden fish.

At first, they were like two paths that would never meet, and with the guidance of Yi Ping's thoughts, they began to slowly approach, closer, and closer.

After three minutes, the sound of the spell and the sound of the wooden fish had already merged into one and spread to the surroundings.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk ......"

At this time, the sound is no longer a simple wooden fish sound, but a combination of the sound of a spell and the sound of a wooden fish.

It has become ancient and vicissitudes, as if it has crossed 10,000 years of time and space, with a body of morning dew and morning sun, swaying in this room of more than 20 square meters.

The slightly dark space presents a rich purple atmosphere.

At this time, Yi Ping looked solemn and luxurious, exuding a soft pearl all over his body.