No. 280, Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate!

Qin Luo lay down for two days and missed two games.

When Li sent him to Kujitang, the guys from Kujitang told him that everyone had gone to Guang'an Hall. It occurred to him that he might have to miss the third game.

Qin Luo ran to the side of the Humvee, stretched out his ink nameplate in front of his eyes and shook it, and said, "Send me to Guang'an Hall." ”

Glancing at him, he was about to start the car and flash, saying, "There's no time." ”

Qin Luo was in a hurry, quickly put away the nameplate, his face was full of modest smiles, and said, "Leave, you can help me again." You see that I am so weak, you can bear to see me walk so far to get a taxi at the intersection? ”

Looking at Qin Luo's slightly pale face with expectant eyes, he finally softened his heart, shook his head, and said to Qin Luo, "Get in the car." ”

"Thank you." Qin Luo hurriedly pulled the car door and climbed up.

"Sit tight." As soon as he said that, the car flew out.

"Didn't you say I was your superior? Why do you never obey orders? Qin Luo sat in the passenger cab, played with the nameplate in his hand, and said.

"This brand is my superior, what does it have to do with you?"

"But it's mine now." Qin Luo said angrily.

"Someone else sent it."

"That's mine, too."

"It's yours. So what? Li said.

"Then you didn't listen to my orders just now?"

"The sign is Dragon's Breath, you are not."

Qin Luo knew that entangled with her on this issue would not lead to anything, and it would be difficult for this woman to change what she decided. If you want to force change, there's a good chance she'll be rough with you.

He thought for a while, then asked suspiciously, "The one who guards the door is one of the creators of Dragon's Breath?" Why did he give me the nameplate? ”

At the mention of that person, Li's face had a look of reverence. "Not bad. He is one of the founders of Dragon's Breath. You don't have to doubt that. As for why he gave you the nameplate - probably because you gave your stepfather hope. For a character like him, it doesn't make sense to ask for that brand. He's not going to be like you, trying to get a brand to beat people. ”

"Haven't I been bullied a lot?" Qin Luo smiled awkwardly.

The car stopped at the gate of Guang'an Hall, and without even saying goodbye, the car ran away without a trace.

"And you don't have to be responsible. What are you doing running so fast? Qin Luo looked at the butt of the car and said.

Remembering that he had also seen Wang Jiujiu's body, Qin Luo began to have a headache again.

That girl doesn't have such a broad mind as herself.

Qin Luo walked into Guang'an Hall, and the guys here still recognized him. A staff member took him inside, where today's fighting doctor competition was going on.

Seeing him walk in, the people who knew him smiled and nodded to him, and those who didn't know him just looked at him and turned away.

Qin Luo walked straight to Wang Yangxin's side and said, "What is this round of competition for?" Acupuncture? ”

Qin Luo saw that there were two men and one woman standing in the middle of the venue, wiping and disinfecting the silver needles they had prepared in front of them. There is no doubt that this is naturally the representative of the Zhengqi Gate, the Bodhisattva Gate and the Ghost Medicine School.

Qin Luo didn't come to participate in the points, so he was naturally regarded as a waiver by them.

Wang Yangxin nodded yes and said, "Why did you walk for so long?" You've missed two games. ”

"There were some accidents." Qin Luo smiled bitterly. When he exhausted all his vitality to attack the Dragon King's meridians, he didn't expect such serious consequences.

He thought that it was possible to lose his strength, but he didn't expect to be in bed for two or three days and not be able to walk.

"Originally, I wanted to watch you win all the way, so that the people of these two factions were anxious. I didn't expect you to quit halfway through and not play two games in a row. Grandpa has been asking about you for the past two days, worried about what happened to you. I called you, and a woman answered -- I think, in terms of your womanhood, as long as you're with a woman, you prove that you're safe. Wang Yangxin looked at Qin Luo with strange eyes, and joked with a smile. His voice was very small, and he was worried that he would be heard by people from both factions and come up to beat him.

Of course, the so-called group beating is naturally a group of people coming up and beating a person. Maybe Qin Luo's kid is also unlucky. After all, the people of the Ghost Doctor Sect have been unhappy with him for a long time.

It's no wonder he has such unhealthy thoughts, because things do have something suspicious. Away from that kind of xìng grid, naturally it will not explain too many reasons.

When he called, it was night, and a woman answered the phone, but said that it was inconvenient for a man to answer the phone while he was sleeping—as long as he was a normal person, he would think about some other thing.

After all, men can lose their strength after they have done something.

"What did the first two games compare to?" Qin Luo asked.

"Francis' and Tuina." Wang Yangxin replied.

Qin Luo felt a little regretful in his heart, both of which he was very interested in. Unfortunately, due to physical reasons, I was not able to participate in these two competitions in person.

Presumably, they must have amazing skills.

"Who won each of these two games?" Qin Luo asked.

"Francis' victory is the righteous valve, and the victory of Tuina is the bodhisattva's door." Wang Yangxin said with a smile.

Qin Luo nodded, this result was similar to what he expected.

There is a proverb that is: the ghost king's knife, the bodhisattva's hand, shake in front of the righteous gate. The operation of the ghost doctor school is a must, and the Bodhisattva's hands are very good. And these two parties have to shake in front of the positive valve, which means that the positive valve is all-round.

"In that case, there will be a lot of pressure on the ghost doctor faction in this game." Qin Luo said with a smile. His eyes looked at Ouyang Ming, and the other party was looking at the three players in the field with a smile on his face, as if he was not worried at all.

Sensing that someone was spying on him, his eyes were keen. The eyes of the two were slightly staggered in the air, and he nodded at Qin Luo very gracefully, and then turned away.

After the three players had sterilized the silver needles in the needle box separately and made a gesture to finish the preparation, Ouyang Ming walked to the middle of the field again and said loudly: "Now, please invite three patients to play." ”

Ouyang Min nodded, and someone went out to make arrangements.

Soon, a guy from Guang'an Hall came in pushing three wheelchairs.

In each wheelchair, there is a paralyzed patient with a nervous face, they are all about forty or fifty years old, their cheeks are thin, their faces are pale or yellow, and each of them is very deeply ill and paralyzed for a long time.

They all wore loose robes with a belt around their waists, which were very easy to untie and make it easier to use needles for a while.

Seeing that everyone's attention in the audience was focused on these three patients, Ouyang Ming explained: "This is three patients of similar age and similar conditions that we specially selected from the hundreds of thousands of patients in Guang'an Hall. Now, I invite the three judges of the evaluation team to come to appraisal. ”

The three old men, Fenghe, Yuting and Zhuyi, stepped forward again and verified the physical condition of the three patients respectively.

Then, the representative of Feng He spoke, saying: "After the appraisal team, the three patients have similar conditions and have been sick for a similar time. ”

Ouyang Ming smiled and thanked him, glanced at Qin Luo, and said, "In order to show the innocence of the Ghost Doctor Sect, the Righteous Qi Gate and the Bodhisattva Gate can select and treat the patients first. The last one is naturally healed by the ghost doctor player. ”

The player of the righteous gate is an old man with a childish face, with a kind smile on his face, and he looks very kind and amiable. After hearing Ouyang Ming's words, he made an inviting gesture to the wood incense of the Bodhisattva Gate, signaling that he would choose first.

Mu Xiang was also polite, pointing to a patient with a mole on his chin.

The old man of the righteous valve also selected a patient at random, and then someone pushed the last patient in front of the forty or fifty-year-old contestant with a beard and a calm face in the ghost medicine gate.

"Let's go." Ouyang ordered the order.

So, the three players each selected their own long needles from the needle box.

The old man of the righteous valve used a needle with a length of one inch and six minutes, and the wooden incense of the Bodhisattva Gate used a needle with a length of three inches and six minutes, while the representative of the ghost doctor sect carried a beryllium needle four inches long and two and a half inches wide.

With the help of the guys from Guang'an Tang, the three patients were taken off their shirts.

The old man who is righteous is choosing the needle is Bai Huanyu in the waist position, which is also the big acupoint of the human body, the main body * jīng, white * belt, two stools are unfavorable, waist and hip pain, and paralysis of the lower limbs.

He was very slow to get out of the needle, and he didn't know what special technique he used, and he just pierced the patient's acupuncture point, and the patient's forehead was drenched in hot sweat.

The Bodhisattva Gate Muxiang chooses the Hegu acupoint at the tiger's mouth in the palm of the hand, which is the main stroke, cold, headache, toothache, and menstrual amenorrhea. Because the patient was paralyzed by stroke, she was ready to treat it at the root.

She came out of the needle quickly and quickly, pinching the needle with three fingers in her right hand, and the other two fingers were slightly cocked. In addition, her left hand was not idle, and she was already carrying another silver needle in her hand, ready to stab at any time.

Her right hand was constantly spinning rapidly, but the patient in the wheelchair had a calm face, as if he didn't feel the pins and needles in his wrist at all.

Qin Luo's eyes lit up, knowing that this Mu Xiang did have a deep attainment in acupuncture.

And the silver needle and the way of pricking the needle chosen by the old man with a righteous valve were very neutral and peaceful, so Qin Luo hadn't seen any tricks for a while.

When his gaze shifted to the sect member of the Ghost Doctor Sect, his eyes widened suddenly.

"Thirteen needles from the ghost gate?" Qin Luo couldn't help but exclaim.

Hearing his call, many people's eyes shifted to him. Qin Luo smiled embarrassedly, and then stared intently at the silver needle in the hand of the representative of the ghost medicine sect. But I didn't expect to be lucky enough to see this peerless acupuncture method in this fighting medical competition.

"What are the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate?" Wang Yangxin stood behind Qin Luo and asked with a curious expression.