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Since coming here, Wei Shui doesn't seem to have the good temper he used to have in Shaoxing Mansion. If it was before, the more people he didn't know, the more polite Wei Shui would be, and he would never easily offend anyone. But now, what the turtle who was kicked to the ground saw was a guest who couldn't be more domineering.

"Greet guests with empty eyes, only respect clothes and not people, right?" Wei Shui was condescending, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, "Tell me, where is Feng Xiaoxiao?" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao again? Gu Gong hesitated for a moment in his mind, and he was kicked again. In his heart, he was angry, turned over and got up, and just wanted to have a seizure, but saw Wei Shui casually throwing something at him. Gu Gong hurriedly raised his hand to catch it and put it in front of him to take a look, but he couldn't help but straighten his eyes.

"This ...... This ......" Gu Gong held the thirty taels of gold ingots thrown over by Wei Shui in his hand, and his speech became unfavorable.

"Okay, don't do this, go find someone for me!" Wei Shui waved his hand impatiently and said, "Thirty taels of gold, in exchange for you Man Tingfang, a lowest-grade subordinate." This account, no matter how you calculate it, your owner will not be able to suffer a loss! ”

I thought that when the turtle took the gold, he would immediately run to find someone. What made Wei Shui strange was that the turtle man was holding the gold ingot, but the color on his face changed several times for a while. This really made him a little unclear, and he was wondering in his heart, Pang Xiao had already passed him and stepped forward to urge.

I didn't want to follow, compared to Wei Shui, Pang Xiao was not irritable in his heart. As soon as he stepped forward, within half a while, the turtle prince had promised to lead the way in front of his head. But the direction of walking is not Man Tingfang's backyard, but out of Man Tingfang, and then out of the city.

Not to mention Feng Jie, it was Wei Shui, seeing this strange situation, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart. A bad premonition permeated his heart, and he couldn't help but urge Gu Gong to speed up his pace.

"Second master, where are you going?" Pang Xiao followed behind Wei Shui and kept muttering, "This is all out of Fucheng, shouldn't it be to go to the mass grave......

"How do you talk?!" Although Pang Xiao's voice was not loud, the surroundings became quieter and quieter, and Feng Jie had already heard what he said clearly without eavesdropping. In fact, Feng Jie, a native of Nanchang Mansion, is more familiar with the surrounding environment than Pang Xiao, an outsider. This direction is the mass grave outside Nanchang City! It's just that he doesn't want to believe that his sister, who was still standing in front of him three days ago, will be gone. Disturbed in his heart, Feng Jie stepped forward and grabbed the turtle prince in a few steps, "Where are you going to take us?" ”

In this place, there are many people in Wei Shui. Turtle Gong was taken aback by his pull, and hurriedly said, "It's almost there, it's almost there." ”

It's really coming, but a mile away, Feng Xiaoxiao lay on the cold soil, and even saved the burial. The clothes she was wearing were still the same clothes she was wearing when Feng Jie saw her three days ago.

"Xiaoxiao...... Xiaoxiao! Feng Jie only screamed, and tears burst out of his eyes. knelt on the ground, picked up Feng Xiaoxiao, and cried non-stop, "Xiaoxiao, it's all bad brother!" It's all bad brother! "God knows how much he regrets it, if he had ransomed his sister with those two hundred taels of silver three days ago, maybe it wouldn't be what it is now.

Seeing this, Wei Shui frowned, dragged the turtle father, and shouted, "What's going on?" Well?! ”

The turtle was so frightened that his legs went limp. If Wei Shui hadn't grabbed him with one hand, I'm afraid he would have collapsed to the ground a long time ago. He said, "This master, you are doing well." It's really none of my business! I'm just a turtle boy, just doing what I'm told! This girl, Man Tingfang has raised her for ten years. I was expecting her to make money by picking up customers, but who would have thought ...... Eh, it really has nothing to do with me. When I saw her this morning, she was already like this, and I heard that she had contracted the plague a few days ago, and I was afraid that it would infect others. That's why you call me...... Please, it's nothing to do with me......"

Got pestilence? Wei Shui's eyes rolled, grabbed Gu Gong's hand and pushed him hard. Walked quickly to Feng Jie's side, squatted down, pointed under Feng Xiaoxiao's nose, and probed his nose. The brow furrowed, and the fingers moved lightly to the side of her neck. The faint beating of the arteries made Wei Shui happy in his heart.

"Alright, alright, don't cry!" Wei Shui roared, "If you cry for a while, even the gods won't be able to save her!" ”

Feng Jie listened to Wei Shui's words, and his crying couldn't help but stop abruptly. He looked up stunned and asked, "Second master, is this...... Is this still saved? ”

"Nonsense!" Wei Shuidao, "As long as you don't die, you can theoretically live!" I've got a method, I've heard of it, but I've never used it. It is said that even if you are close to breathing, you can be saved! Okay, put your sister flat, the dead horse is a live horse doctor, whether it's useful or not, I have to try it! ”

Feng Jie hurriedly followed his words and gently placed Xiaoxiao on the ground.

Wei Shui turned his fingers, and he didn't know the bottom of his heart.

What's going on? After the gods, craftsmen, forensic doctors, etc., he was forced to become a doctor again.

The so-called technique of resurrecting the dead, when Wei Shui learned it, was called the Nine Locks Secret Technique. It is said that this method is a technique that originated in traditional Chinese medicine and was inherited from massage masters. In folklore, it is also called 'lockpicking'.

It is said that there are a total of nine locks in the human body, namely: neck and shoulder handover, the position of the trapezius muscle, and there is a lock on the left and right, which is called the Qinglong lock; In the armpit and armpit, there is a lock on the left and right, which is called the soul return lock; At the lower end of the rectus muscle on both sides of the umbilicus, there is a lock on the left and right, which is called the purple gold lock, also known as the hanging lock; At the base of the thigh, the inner end of the groin is straight down three inches of tendons, and there is a lock on the left and right, which is called the white tiger lock.

For the above eight locks, according to the prior diagnosis and observation, which lock is not closed smoothly, the lock will be opened first. A truly experienced massage therapist knows the door at a glance. Of course, Wei Shui is not a massaster, and he has never known how to see, hear, and ask, he only knows a little bit of fur, and he really sees Feng Jie heartbroken, and Feng Xiaoxiao is not dead yet, so he decided to work hard and treat the dead horse as a live horse doctor.

From top to bottom, one lock after another was opened, but this person did not look at all. Wei Shui couldn't help but be anxious, gritted his teeth, put his left palm on a point on Feng Xiaoxiao's abdomen, and squeezed it down. At the same time, the index finger of the right hand is pinched upwards at another acupuncture point. Slowly, apply force to the acupuncture points.

Feng Jie was worried about Feng Xiaoxiao, and he had no time to take care of Wei Shui's movements, as long as he could save his life. Pang Xiao kept grinning, and said in his heart, he really deserves to be the second master, and he has touched everything that should not be touched. If this girl can really come back to life, who else can she marry besides the second master? Look at the age, don't say it, it seems to be quite a good match.

Just as Pang Xiao was thinking wildly, Wei Shui had already opened nine locks in order. wiped the sweat from his head, and couldn't help but drum in his heart. If this is cured, it will be easy to say anything, but it seems that it is so hopeless. Thinking in his heart, Wei Shui's fingers once again touched the side of Feng Xiaoxiao's neck, but suddenly retracted his hand as if he had been electrocuted.