Chapter 117: Convincing Loser
Back then, when Duanfeng was learning acupuncture, his old man Duan Nanshan once mentioned the Zhengyang acupuncture method to him, but he told him that the Zhengyang acupuncture method could only be controlled after using the Duanshi acupuncture method for fifty years. Because, this kind of acupuncture method is already a needle method of the unity of mind and spirit, and if there is no supernatural talent, it is categorically impossible to master this kind of divine acupuncture, so this stage is already the stage of divine acupuncture.
For so many years, Duanfeng has practiced the magic needle, and there are still 108,000 miles away from the Zhengyang acupuncture method, and he has already become famous in the local area, and the young man in front of him actually uses the Zhengyang magic needle and sways freely, which is really rare for eternity.
Just when Duan Feng was puzzled, he only heard that the patient in his sixties and fifties had already stood up: "Hey, my neck, my neck can turn, it can really turn, it doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't stiffen anymore, everyone come and see!" ”
As soon as the man roared, a large number of people gathered around him, looking up and down as if they were looking at a newborn baby.
Duanfeng's apprentice, who was standing on the side, obviously didn't look at Ye Zhengyang.
"Master, master, this kid is obviously fooling people! Take a silver needle, poke it indiscriminately, and heal the person? Impossible! This kid is either a charlatan or a demon! ”
"Shut up!" Duanfeng said fiercely. He knew in his heart that laymen would just watch the fun, and how could they figure out the secret.
"This Brother Ye, when I see you today, you are really the first person in the ages, I really admire Duanfeng!"
"Hehe, my little effort is really just the tip of the iceberg!" Ye Zhengyang put the silver needle back into the needle box!
"Dare to ask who my brother is learning from?"
"Whom? Hehe, I'm self-taught! ”
"Self-taught? I have been studying under my teacher for more than 20 years, learning day and night, and I am 108,000 miles away from your level! ”
"Hehe, that's because you're not talented enough. Without further ado, what do you think of the result of our competition? Ye Zhengyang walked around in the infirmary.
"In this competition, I lost convincingly! can lose in your hands, I Duanfeng is also willing! ”
Duanfeng's apprentice couldn't help but marvel when he saw that the master who was arrogant in the past was now convinced that he had lost in front of this hairy boy, and he had to take a look at the hairy boy in front of him.
"Haha, you said that, I didn't say it! We insiders are playing the doorway, in this case, you have to fulfill the promise we made before! Ye Zhengyang was talking about the plaque.
"This ......" Duanfeng suddenly remembered the promise he had made before, if he lost, he would take off the plaque of "Divine Needle King" inscribed by Qianlong and give it to Ye Zhengyang.
He never imagined that this would be the case. I was defeated in the hands of a hairy boy, and I was convinced to lose.
"What? Want to regret it? Ye Zhengyang took a glass of water and said.
"No, no, no...... However, this plaque of the Divine Needle King is an ancestral plaque of my family, if you take him, then my family's business will be ......" Duanfeng looked embarrassed.
"Oh? What do you mean? Do you mean that you are still the King of the Divine Needle? Now, under the eyes of everyone, everyone can see it clearly, your Duan's Divine Needle has been beaten by me, do you think that hanging a plaque can save the honor of the Divine Needle King? Ye Zhengyang said.
Actually, Ye Zhengyang didn't want to embarrass Duan Feng, but when he thought of Duan Feng's arrogant appearance and the look in his eyes when he looked at Chen Zihan, he was angry, and he had to treat this kid.
"Yes, I would like to ask you to raise your hand and keep this plaque!" Duanfeng said in a low voice.
"Hmph, the promise you made, is it really stinking? If I lose this time, I will leave Chen Zihan without hesitation, if you are a man, you can simply ask for it, and I will immediately find someone to pull the plaque away! Ye Zhengyang said.
After several negotiations, Duanfeng was soft and hard, and Ye Zhengyang just didn't let go.
"Brother Ye, if you have any requests, just say it, I will definitely agree to you, as long as you can promise to leave this plaque!"
"I don't have anything else to ask for, I'm going to order your plaque!" Ye Zhengyang did not let go.
"I paid 500,000 yuan, how about buying this plaque? 500,000, enough for you to spend a while! Duanfeng saw that Ye Zhengyang did not back down, and wanted to pay for his own plaque.
"Humph!"
"Isn't 500,000 okay? Million! "The price code of Duanfeng grows very quickly.
“……”
"Three million!"
“……”
"Five million!"
“……”
"This ...... This, Ye Zhengyang, how much do you want, do you still want our Duanshi Divine Needle Pavilion to fail? Duan Feng's face turned pale.
"Hehehe, it's not necessary, I just want you to fulfill your promise, manly man, it's hard to chase after a word, do you have to regret it! This is against the ethics of a doctor! Ye Zhengyang just didn't let go.
Duanfeng had nothing to do, so he was in a hurry, and he didn't know what to do.
The onlookers around were also attracted by this wonderful competition, and no one wanted to leave, and they all wanted to see what the result would be.
"Ahem! Cough! "I heard only two coughs, coming from upstairs.
Duanfeng looked up and immediately became excited: "Grandpa, you're finally here!" My grandson is dying! Come and give me an idea! ”
An old man with a white beard walked slowly down from the upper floor, and a little girl supported him. This old man, immortal wind bones, looks completely otherworldly, different from mortals, he is in good spirits, his eyes are bright, and his white beard hangs down to his chest.
When everyone looked at it, they also talked about it, and some people said that this is the founder of the Duan's Divine Needle Museum "Duannan Mountain"! It was he who created this Divine Needle Pavilion here and broke out of the world.
Ye Zhengyang was shocked that such an old man actually came out.
"Grandpa, this is Ye Zhengyang, my grandson didn't know that there were mountains outside the mountain, and there were people outside the people, so he made a promise......" Duan Feng didn't finish speaking, and was stopped by the old man.
"Okay, I've already heard your conversation, since you have made a promise, then you must fulfill it, if you don't fulfill it, won't you be untrustworthy?" The old man said.
"But, grandpa, this is our ancestral treasure, if we give it away, won't our five-hundred-year inheritance be in vain?"
"Hahaha! You kid thinks too simply, our Duan family relies on the ability to eat, and I don't know this plaque! Come, let's have a good talk with this young man Ye Zhengyang! ”
"Ye Zhengyang, please!" Duannan Mountain is really everyone's style!