As soon as Zhao Yang heard it, he generally understood what Mrs. An meant.

In fact, his qi and blood have reached a perfect state, and ordinary people will also feel that he is "very powerful" because of this, and Mrs. An may feel it more clearly because of the purity and tranquility of her soul. The reason is also very simple, the simplest example is that when people's hearts are calm, they can feel some small changes that they usually don't pay much attention to, such as hearing the sound of their own blood rushing, feeling the coolness of the moonlight on their bodies, and so on.

Mrs. An gently wiped the water traces on the table with a towel and said with a smile: "Young man, don't you introduce yourself?" ”

Zhao Yang put down the teacup and said, "My name is Zhao Yang." ”

Mrs. An put the towel on the other side of the tea table, sat down, and said, "Zhao Yang, a good name, it matches your body's qi and blood status, it can be said to complement each other!" ”

Recently, Zhao Yang has read a lot of books on metaphysics and easy learning because he wants to study the soul of people, and he has also found that there are many magical things about human names. Of course, he just read it without seeking much understanding, and some of his feelings were just occasional sparks of thought, and he really couldn't discuss it with others in this regard, so he returned to the topic he cared about: "Elder An, I'm very curious about your way of healing, can you see it?" ”

Mrs. An smiled: "It can't be said to be a cure, it's just to help others calm down their irritable hearts." ”

Her words were similar to what Zhao Yang guessed, but it could be seen from the two people who saw yesterday and just now, a man and a woman, that the truth was by no means as simple as she said.

Of course, if you think about it, you also know that this method mastered by Mrs. An is the capital of her life, and in the Chinese tradition, this kind of skill must be hidden like a treasure, and she will never confide too much content to him.

However, Zhao Yang did not expect her to explain the mystery word for word, unless he had the intention of apprenticeship. However, he really doesn't want to worship others as teachers: first of all, as a direct descendant of Xiaoyaozi, if you talk about seniority, it is estimated that Chinese medicine practitioners all over the world dare not and are not qualified to let him apprentice! Secondly, he can't just apprentice because of a little "technical" problem.

In fact, Zhao Yang only wanted to get some inspiration from Mrs. An's treatment method this time, which should not be difficult.

He handed Mrs. An a stack of money and explained, "Mr. An, I know a little bit of medicine myself, so I am very interested in your way of healing. Now I am an irritable patient, how about you use your method to 'cure' me on the spot? ”

Since Zhao Yang entered the house, Mrs. An's eyes have not left him. Hearing his words, she said amusedly: "Your whole person is like those martial arts masters who are all over your body, how can you be upset?" Then he said in a slightly admiring tone: "You said you also know some medical skills?" It's not that I understand it, but I think I know it very well! Otherwise, how can you recuperate your body to this state? I have met countless people, but I have never seen qi and blood as full as you! ”

Zhao Yang smiled, put the money in front of Mrs. An, and said, "I thought I knew very well, but now I know that I don't know much, such as your treatment method, I have never seen it!" ”

Mrs. An refilled the water for Zhao Yang, shook her hand and said, "What is this thing of mine?" For example, I can't cure Lao Chen's shoulder downstairs, and I can't cure his daughter-in-law's yin deficiency and fire disease! ”

Zhao Yang said indifferently: "It's just a specialization in the art industry, and it's nothing." ”

As he spoke, he felt a little headache. Mrs. An spoke softly, but when it came to it, she didn't say whether she could let him see her means of curing the disease.

She also seemed to have discovered this, smiled apologetically, and said, "As you get older, you talk a lot, Zhao Yang, don't be surprised!" ”

Saying that, she pushed the money to Zhao Yang's side, and Zhao Yang looked at her suspiciously, is this a refusal of his request? He had already said just now that he was just curious about her medical skills and wanted to see it, could it be that the current Chinese medicine community in Huaxia is so guarded against his peers?

Mrs. An didn't seem to see Zhao Yang's expression, sighed slightly, and said, "You don't really see a doctor, what are you doing with money?" As he spoke, he laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "The skill I have mastered now, few of the younger generation are willing to learn and believe it!" As soon as they encounter problems with the mind, emotion, soul, they go to the so-called psychiatrist. Those psychologists are based on Western psychology, emotion, and interpersonal relations...... At most, it is only one or two hundred years old, and compared with the witchcraft of Chinese traditional Chinese medicine, he is not even qualified to be a grandson! What's more, what they have mastered is only the most superficial and superficial things, how can there be the breadth and profundity of witchcraft? Alas, but ......"

From the time Zhao Yang entered the door to the present, he saw a heartache and regret in Mrs. An's eyes for the first time. He was silent for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Mrs. An breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Look at me, it's endless when you talk about it...... Without further ado, I'll show you some of my old woman's superficial cures! ”

Zhao Yang was busy sitting upright, listening and watching intently.

Mrs. An pinched a crested finger first, and made a set of movements soothingly like a finger dance.

Zhao Yang remembered this set of actions, including Mrs. An's expressions and eyes, but he felt that it was just a means to attract people's attention. In traditional Chinese medicine, there are many such methods, and they should be able to be flexibly changed - of course, this is just a guess, maybe this is a necessary method in the treatment of Mrs. An!

With the movements of her hands, Mrs. An's eyes became extraordinarily bright, as if she could illuminate people's hearts. Then, a mysterious language, or rather a specific sound, flowed out of her mouth like a spring.

This rough listening is indistinct, like a whisper, but when you listen closely, there is a specific vocal law, and there is a very relaxed and mysterious melody, which is like a mother's kiss in the ears, sweet and peaceful.

And as Mrs. An chanted, Zhao Yang felt that the depths of his body, or the soul and soul were like hanging silk, gently stretching out, and the already harmonious flow of qi and blood became more coordinated and natural after gently shaking a few times.

In Mrs. An's singing, Zhao Yang felt that he was in a state of waking up but not waking up, as if he was singing slightly drunk, and as if he was bathed in the spring breeze, and his mood became extraordinarily peaceful.

Although he couldn't understand every word, Zhao Yang could distinguish the two voices at the beginning and the end, and Mrs. An stopped after chanting three times.

Zhao Yang lowered his eyes and reminisced, then stood up and bowed to Mrs. An, and walked out without saying a word.

He was afraid that as soon as he spoke, his memory would be disturbed, and he was afraid that he would lose his current state of mind and not be able to figure out the truth!

This time, he gained a lot! Just as a specific breathing method, such as "Rejuvenation and Breathing Technique" can regulate the flow of qi and blood, this chanting melody of Mrs. An can obviously act on the soul!

He needs to find an undisturbed environment to have a good taste!

As soon as Zhao Yang left, the bedroom next to him opened, and a girl in her twenties with eyes as clear as Mrs. An leaned on the door frame and asked, "He's gone?" ”

Mrs. An said very happily: "Let's go!" ”

The girl tilted her head slightly and asked, "Didn't you say last time that you wanted to take him as an apprentice?" ”

Mrs. An walked over and helped her sit in Zhao Yang's original position, and said, "Yes! His Wu surname, tsk, I really didn't say it! ”

The girl took a light breath and said with a slightly red face, "Why do you let me sit in his place?" ”

Mrs. An washed the tea bowl used by Zhao Yang with hot water, and said with a smile: "Zhao Yang is different from others, his qi, blood and soul are very clean!" ”

The girl stopped talking about the subject, and said softly, "You haven't answered my question yet?" ”

Mrs. An naturally picked up the teapot, watched the purple tea soup pour into the white tea bowl, and raised her eyes to look at her granddaughter sitting opposite, thinking about how to answer this question.

Actually, in the conversation just now, she had already expressed her intention to accept apprentices, but it seems that Zhao Yang has no intention of this!

The girl smiled and said, "I heard it all, he doesn't seem to want to learn requiem from you!" ”

Mrs. An frowned slightly, stretched out again, and said confidently: "Don't worry, our An family has a total of twelve requiems, and I only demonstrated the requiems to him once, with his Wu surname, it must not be difficult to comprehend." But when he comprehends the Requiem, he will definitely see more things, and are you afraid that he will not come to us? ”

The girl sneered and said, "Grandma, you seem to have only learned three requiems!" ”

Mrs. An put the teacup on the table angrily, and said angrily: "You little girl, isn't it grandma?" It's not that you don't know that the other nine requiems are very physically demanding, and grandma will die a long time ago if she wants to practice, where can she still accompany you? ”

The girl grabbed Mrs. An's hand and put it on her cheek, and said coquettishly: "Grandma loves Xiaoyu the most, where is she willing to leave!" ”

Mrs. An tapped her forehead with her finger and said lovingly: "I know how to make grandma happy!" He picked up the tea bowl and was about to drink water, when he suddenly remembered something and stopped, and said: "By the way, Zhao Yang also knows medical skills, seeing that he easily cured Lao Chen and his daughter-in-law, maybe he can also cure your eyes!" ”

Xiaoyu lowered her eyes slightly, and said softly: "Even Grandpa Zheng said that he was incurable, what can he do if he is so young?" ”

Mrs. An said disdainfully: "If that old thing is really capable, why is he still hiding from that surnamed Feng every day?" ”

Xiaoyu smiled and said: "Grandpa Zheng is not what grandma said, he doesn't want to be constrained by those, and he's not afraid of Grandpa Feng!" ”

Mrs. An sighed imperceptibly, and said with a smile: "When Zhao Yang comes tomorrow and asks him, he will know if he can be cured-if it weren't for the fact that he fell in love with the daughter of the Chen family, I would have wanted to marry you to him!" What a good grandson-in-law! ”

Xiao Yu twisted her body and said angrily: "Grandma, what are you talking about!" ”

Mrs. An smiled and said, "Okay, don't say it, don't say it!" He should come back tomorrow night to see how far he can comprehend! ”

(To be continued)