He found out where he was at a glance, wasn't this the City God Temple on Chengnan Street? It's strange, this dead old beggar didn't say a word, and took him here at once, what was his purpose?

"What the hell do you want to do to me?" Zhang Fan didn't know what the old beggar had done to him, he slapped himself a few times casually, and then his body couldn't move occasionally.

Could this be the art of ancient martial arts? Point point? Yes! Zhang Fan only remembered that on the picture scroll of the "Supreme Old Man", didn't it mark the "Ghost Valley Point **"? He was just a little curious at the time, and didn't think much about the reason.

It's okay now, but he was given a point by others.

"I didn't do anything, in order to prevent you from panicking and frustration, I clicked on your acupoint." The old beggar said with joy in his eyes, and he kept groping around Zhang Fan with one hand, from his head, then his neck, to his chest, then to his arms, and then to ......

"Hey, dead old man, can you tell me what the hell are you doing?" Zhang Fan was made into a cold sweat by the old beggar's actions! Oh, my God! He's a guy with a handle, and he's still a boy chicken, and he's actually rubbed oil by this dirty old beggar?

Playing people doesn't bring such a trick, does it? Who else could endure such a stinky beggar smearing around his body?

"Don't scream, I'm touching my bones! Tsk, I really can't imagine that I, Wang Chongzhen, can still find such a caring person in my lifetime. God really treats me well! "Wang Chongzhen? Old beggar? What is this? Zhang Fan sounded confused, "Hey, I said old man, you untie my acupuncture points first, I'm uncomfortable!" Besides, I'm in a hurry to pee now, so I'm going to shhh ”

"Hey, hey! Say. The old beggar snapped twice, and Zhang Fan's body was able to move at once. It's really magical.

Zhang Fan must have been really anxious by urine, so he quickly found a corner, unbuttoned his pants and released the water, and for the time being, he couldn't care about how the old beggar on the side felt in his heart.

Zhang Fan tightened his belt and asked the old beggar, "Say, your third brother doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing kidnapping me here?" If it's okay, I'm going back. ”

"Of course there's business! Boy, you give me three kowtows at once! Then call me a master. The old beggar squinted his eyes and gave an order to Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan's face was stunned, and 10,000 grass Nima roared in his mind in an instant! The old beggar can't be sick in the brain, right? Which play is the end of the third watch in the middle of the night?

I didn't know where to run out for some reason, and then I kidnapped him and told him to kowtow and call him "master"?

"Neurotic!" Zhang Fan didn't appreciate it, and pouted, "I'm a poor person, don't make fun of me, do you know that I also have a blind sister at home, what if she knows...... I don't want her to worry. ”

The old beggar was not in a hurry at all, he sat cross-legged on the doorrail of the broken temple, blocked the door, and said slowly: "It is precisely because you have a blind sister in your family that you want to worship me as a master even more." ”

"You're happy with me, aren't you? Get out of the way! I don't want to go into a rambling conversation with you. ”

Zhang Fan was obviously angry, he walked straight over, wanting to get out of the old beggar's side. But where did the old beggar do what he wanted, he pestle on the gate, like a Mount Tai, steady and unmoving, his lips just moved and said: "If you kid is really for your sister's good, you should listen to me and worship me as a teacher!" And I've heard something about you, so you just chose to be a doctor, isn't it just so that you can one day treat your sister's eye disease? ”

"So what? Isn't it? Does this have anything to do with you? "There are strange things every year, especially this year. Suddenly, a weird and dirty old beggar popped up, saying that he wanted to accept him as an apprentice? What kind of is this?

The old beggar stood up, looking mysterious, but in Zhang Fan's eyes, it was a stinky fart, and he said: "Boy, do you know how many people want to worship me as a teacher, but I have turned them away?" I just rejected them because they were not the best candidates for me, and I didn't find out until I met you today...... Well, my old man knows that you are not interested in these things, but if I tell you that I have a way to cure your sister's eye disease, hehe, I just don't know your ......."

"Is that true?" In an instant, Zhang Fan trembled. For so many years, his sister's eye disease has been the biggest heart disease in his heart. The reason why he studied medicine to become an excellent doctor was also for his sister Zhang Jing.

Zhang Fan's greatest wish is to hope that one day he can cure his sister's eyes and let her see this beautiful world and not close it in a dark corner.

"Nature is true! It's comparable to pearls. The old beggar tugged at the corners of his mouth and smiled knowingly. However, Zhang Fan is not stupid, it is very likely that this old man deliberately hit his weakness in order to ask him to worship him as a teacher, and it is not impossible to take him into an army.

"Then tell me first, how to treat my sister's eye disease? Cornea replacement? "Zhang Fan is a medical student, and if the eye disease is not too serious, undergoing surgery for corneal transplantation is the best treatment option.

"Of course not! Acupuncture treatment! Maybe you don't believe it, but I can tell you that in this world, as long as you learn a needle, then whether it's cancer or any incurable disease, you just need to penetrate completely, then nothing can stump you. ”

The old beggar paused deliberately, he glanced at Zhang Fan, only to find that this kid was staring at him with blazing eyes, it seemed that Xiao Yu'er was about to take the bait, he continued: "I believe this stitch method has been lost for hundreds of years, right?" It has a nice-sounding, and terrifying name, called Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate. ”

Thirteen needles of the ghost gate? Zhang Fan was at a loss about this, he really hadn't heard of it.

The old beggar saw Zhang Fan's stupid appearance, and then smiled: "Silly boy, I just said, if you want to cure your sister's eye disease, the only thing that can be cured by medicine or surgery is this ghost door thirteen needles." Therefore, I can tell you very responsibly that there is only one in the world, and there is no such shop in this village! Hehe, you can figure it out for yourself. ”

After the old beggar finished speaking, he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

At this moment, Zhang Fan's heart was shaken. Over the years, whenever he heard that there was a way to cure his sister's eye disease, he was very attentive to do it and studied hard.

Including what did he choose medical school for? Isn't it because of my sister's eye disease? Now that he heard such good news, the excitement in his heart can be imagined.

In the dark night, Zhang Fan could clearly see the honor of the old beggar, he believed that the old beggar would not take him captive in the middle of the night, and then inexplicably say these words to him, right?

So, Zhang Fan hesitated for a moment, thought about the reasons, and immediately made a decision, knelt down at the old beggar who was squinting, and kowtowed his head sincerely.

"The master is above, please accept the disciple's worship."

Bang it was three loud heads. The old beggar, who was pretending to be asleep, opened his eyes suddenly, swept down from the crosswood, and helped Zhang Fan up with a happy and hungry face, "Good apprentice, hurry up!" Hey! I really can't imagine that I, Wang Chongzhen, will be able to pick up such a good apprentice in my lifetime, it seems that God is really not thin on me! ”

With such close contact, Zhang Fan immediately smelled the strong smell emanating from the old beggar's body. Regardless of it, he could only continue to endure it.

Who told him to worship him as a master just now? As someone else's apprentice, if you can't even stand such a little taste, it's best not to talk about the relationship between master and apprentice.

"Good apprentice, if you come to this ruined temple on time every noon, I will definitely give you all the things I have learned all my life! Remember, don't be late, boy! Let's go back! Look at you, you're so sleepy that you can't even open your eyes. ”

"Yes! Master, then I'...... Went back. Zhang Fan hesitated, and was a little awkward about the word "apprentice", but in the end Zhang Fan was exempted.

"Go ahead! I'm going to sleep, old beggar, too. ”

Coming out of the broken temple, Zhang Fan thought that he had a dream, if he hadn't appeared on the smooth street, there would be no one on the avenue at such a time.

Alas......

Zhang Fan sighed softly and left on foot.