Yan Feiyang opened the drawer and successfully found the chopsticks according to Minister Fang's instructions. He casually took a pair of disposable wooden chopsticks from it and closed the drawer again.

Tearing off the outer layer of wrapping paper on the chopsticks, Yan Feiyang took out the wooden chopsticks and divided them into two, taking only one of them.

Both Minister Fang and Mr. Zhou's eyes stared at Yan Feiyang's movements without blinking, lest they miss any tiny details.

They were all worried that Yan Feiyang was like last time, his movements were as fast as lightning, and before they could react, he had already used a silver needle to take the blood from the old man's fingertips.

Minister Fang didn't think much about it, but Mr. Zhou, who was full of conspiracy theories, thought it was not so simple.

Mr. Zhou felt that either Yan Feiyang had a ghost in his heart, and he didn't want them to see his movements clearly and deliberately speed up, so as not to be seen by them.

Either Yan Feiyang is simply playing tricks, giving people a very deep feeling, in fact, it is all a trick, Yan Feiyang is just slapping a swollen face and becoming fat.

Mr. Zhou felt that both of these situations were very likely, and he was not sure what Yan Feiyang thought for a while.

But one thing Mr. Zhou is sure of is that Yan Feiyang is definitely not a good stubble. He dared to argue with a person of Mr. Zhou's status at such a young age, and after Mr. Zhou thought about it, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that things were not so simple.

Mr. Zhou suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and an idea popped up in his mind, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, so that he could explain it clearly.

Mr. Zhou suspected that there was someone else behind Yan Feiyang, and it was because of the support of that person that Yan Feiyang had the courage to do these things.

If Yan Feiyang knew what Mr. Zhou was thinking, maybe he would hook the corners of his lips helplessly, and he wouldn't care what people thought.

From the very beginning, Yan Feiyang didn't pay much attention to the master and apprentice who came from the Foggy Mountains.

If it weren't for the fact that the ancient recipe that Mr. Zhou wanted to use was a forbidden technique, Yan Feiyang would not have come out, let alone make an enmity with the other party, and he wouldn't even be able to say a word.

Yan Feiyang held the chopsticks in his hand and stood it in the center of the bowl, and did not let go of the whole process.

Immediately after, Yan Feiyang's other hand quickly pinched the trick, and the speed was only faster than when he took blood before. Even if a normal person's eyesight is good, he can only vaguely see the afterimage of his fingers.

Instantaneous vision is required to see clearly, but few people train on this unless they are athletes.

It's human nature that most people have a hard time coping with things that happen dynamically.

However, this can also be enhanced with practice, and few people are born with amazing eyesight instantly.

But it's not enough to practice this part well, if you want to fully see Yan Feiyang's hand movements, the most important thing is internal force.

Only by infusing a part of the internal force into his eyes can he barely see Yan Feiyang's movements. Unless he is a person who is much higher than Yan Feiyang's realm, he can easily see through his every move.

But as far as the situation in the ward is concerned, Yan Feiyang has no worries about this at all. He had seen it a long time ago, and Minister Fang and Mr. Zhou were ordinary people.

Not only pinched the trick in his hand, but Yan Feiyang's mouth also had words. But his voice was so quiet that he could hear it almost only himself, and the other two people in the room could only hear a few faint words when they pricked up their ears.

“…… On both sides of the column, thousands of miles of souls are ...... Get in! ”

Minister Fang only heard the last few sporadic words, because in the end, Yan Feiyang obviously increased his tone, otherwise Minister Fang would definitely not be able to hear it.

As for Mr. Zhou, after all, he is old and his hearing is not as good as that of a young man, so he basically didn't hear what Yan Feiyang said from beginning to end, and could only vaguely see Yan Feiyang's lips seem to be moving.

Yan Feiyang recited the recipe without distraction, read the last sentence, opened his eyes suddenly, and said in a deep voice: "Fixed!" ”

After saying this, Yan Feiyang let go of the hand that had been holding the chopsticks.

The next scene made Minister Fang and Mr. Zhou both stunned, opened their mouths in surprise, and couldn't say a word.

Although Yan Feiyang let go, the chopsticks were still standing upright in the bowl, as if supported by a force, and they didn't move at all.

Minister Fang couldn't believe his eyes, he unconsciously rubbed his eyes, staring at the bowl of straight wooden chopsticks, surprised and didn't know what to say.

He'd never been in this situation before, and he was a little emotional right now, and he couldn't wait to see what was going on. This is completely contrary to the orthodox education he received.

How is it possible for a wooden chopstick to stand upright in a bowl of water after being freed from manpower?

If Minister Fang hadn't been present throughout the whole process, he would have wondered if Yan Feiyang had changed some tricks, or if he had used some tricks.

But Minister Fang looked at the bowl of water carefully, and from his point of view, the chopsticks stood in the bowl without assistance, motionless.

No matter how he thought about it, Minister Fang didn't know the principle of it, and he immediately turned his suspicious gaze to Yan Feiyang. After all, he was the only one in the entire ward who could explain this phenomenon.

Mr. Zhou is not much better, and the scene in front of him completely subverts what he has seen and heard in the past few decades. But he hasn't been in vain for so many years.

After a brief period of surprise, Mr. Zhou automatically blamed Yan Feiyang for this phenomenon. This must be a trick deliberately played by Yan Feiyang, the purpose is very simple, that is, to make Minister Fang and him divert their attention.

In this way, no one paid attention to Yan Feiyang's other small movements.

Mr. Zhou thought that he had grasped the crux of the problem, and he felt that the next time Yan Feiyang showed his feet, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if everything was under his control.

It's just chopsticks in the water, it must be a little trick that can't be put on the table. It's not even as wide as the oil pot to take the logistics, and it's not just some indiscriminate effort.

Mr. Zhou had already recognized in his heart that Yan Feiyang was using these tricks to deceive people, but he just didn't know much about it, so he thought he was proud and was abducted here.

If it was in normal times, Mr. Zhou would have been the first to stand up and expose the other party.

But this time he held back, because he was waiting for the bigger horse behind. Mr. Zhou also decided not to show his face after careful consideration.

is such a three-legged cat kung fu, Mr. Zhou thinks it is nothing, even if he says it, it will not cause any substantial damage to Yan Feiyang.

So the corners of the treacherous and cunning Mr. Zhou hooked his mouth, and decided to follow the original plan and find a bigger and better opportunity, which could crush Yan Feiyang at one time.

The three people in the same ward, each with their own thoughts, have also delicately reached a certain balance.

Yan Feiyang obviously didn't notice the surprised expressions of the other two people in the ward, and his eyes were always focused on the chopsticks in the water bowl.

He just pinched a trick slightly, and the main purpose was to gather qi.

Now what Yan Feiyang has to do is serious, everything is ready, only Dongfeng is owed, he wants to use a spell to recover Old Man Fang's soul.

If Minister Fang and Mr. Zhou knew what Yan Feiyang was going to do, they would definitely think it was a fantasy, how could they just rely on a chopstick to wake up a person who was in a deep coma?

However, because Minister Fang and Mr. Zhou couldn't guess what Yan Feiyang was going to do, they were not so excited.

Yan Feiyang looked at the chopsticks in the water bowl, and after a while, the chopsticks that were originally standing upright in the bowl suddenly moved slightly. It's as if someone touched it.

The wooden chopsticks were originally slightly shaking at the top, and soon even the water in the bowl rippled, apparently due to the influence of the chopsticks.

Minister Fang keenly noticed the change in the chopsticks in the bowl, and his brow furrowed even deeper. If he was speechless in surprise when he saw the chopsticks standing in the bowl just now, then compared to now, it is a big deal.

Minister Fang looked around several times in shock, but did not find anything wrong. Except for Yan Feiyang, who was closest to the water bowl, he couldn't think of anyone else who could control the wooden chopsticks.

Seeing that the wooden chopsticks in the bowl were shaking back and forth more and more, Minister Fang was also more and more surprised, and he didn't even dare to blink his eyes, lest he miss any important details.

Minister Fang's eyes were sour and swollen, and his eyeballs were faintly congested, but he still didn't give up. Because it was so incredible, he thought there was a string or something dragging the chopsticks, but no matter how many times he looked at it, there was only air.

Just when Minister Fang didn't know how to react, the wooden chopsticks, which were originally just slightly shaking at the top, suddenly moved in the bowl.

Minister Fang's brows were tightly locked, his eyes were wide open, and he was staring at the chopsticks tightly, his eyes were about to run out.

Mr. Zhou on the other side is not much better. The experience he was proud of before was useless at this time, and he stared blankly at the wooden chopsticks in the bowl.

Mr. Zhou couldn't help but pinch his thigh with his dry fingers, and although he was old, he still felt a sharp pain.

Now he couldn't help but believe it, everything he saw in front of him was true.

If standing the wooden chopsticks in the water is just a small trick, then even Mr. Zhou can't explain why the wooden chopsticks move so much at this time.

The movement of the chopsticks may seem chaotic, but if you look closely, you will see that there are rules to follow.

It's just that in this ward, only Yan Feiyang can see the trajectory of the movement of wooden chopsticks. He is the only one who can understand it.

Because the undisciplined movement of the surface is actually completely in accordance with the lines on the blood web.

Regardless of whether the chopsticks seem to be shaking like a convulsion in the eyes of others, Yan Feiyang here represents information, information about where the old man's souls are.

The wooden chopsticks in the bowl kept moving, and there was no intention of stopping.

The whole process looks very intense, but strangely, not a single drop of water from the bowl is spilled from beginning to end. There are only continuous ripples on the surface of the water, which is very strange. (To be continued.) )