In Nangong Shuo's bedroom, the atmosphere suddenly became tense. Chu Xiaofeng only smiled slightly in the face of everyone's accusations and ridicule. There are always a group of idlers in the world who like to jump to conclusions, and when the results really come out, they will know how stupid and ridiculous they are.

Chu Xiaofeng walked lightly to Nangong Shuo's bed, and saw that Nangong Shuo was about forty years old, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and he was quite handsome. Although he was unconscious, he still frowned, which showed how much the incident stimulated him.

"Uh" Chu Xiaofeng just wanted to apply needles to him, but suddenly found that he had no silver needles on his body at all, and even his clothes had been changed. He turned around awkwardly and whispered to Mrs. Nangong: "Xiao's silver needle was accidentally lost, I don't know if there is a silver needle in your mansion, borrow it for the next use." ”

"Humph! It's ridiculous, and he keeps claiming to be known by everyone about acupuncture, but he doesn't have silver needles on his body. Boy, are you entertaining my Nangong family! Nangong Boya didn't wait for Mrs. Nangong to speak, and immediately shouted. He had long seen that this kid was unpleasant, and now he was still looking for such a bad excuse to break the gambling contract. His Nangong family has always only recognized medicine stones, where did the silver needles come from. He clearly wants to deny it!

"Sir, I have been in the house for many years, and I have never seen any silver needles." Mrs. Nangong smiled slightly bitterly and said lightly. He also thought that Chu Xiaofeng was excused for excuses, and he couldn't help but feel disgusted in his heart. A person who is not responsible will not be respected anywhere.

"Then do we have a blacksmith in the Soup Medicine Valley? I can ask them to give me a silver needle. Chu Xiaofeng was anxious, and he didn't hear the dissatisfaction in Mrs. Nangong's words, and asked softly.

"Ridiculous! Get out of here, you kid! I don't need you to be a slave in the house for three years, don't let the old man see you again in the future! When Nangong Boya heard Chu Xiaofeng's words, he was furious, and he really wanted to slap him to death. And let the blacksmith give him a pair of silver needles, can you say a worse excuse?

"Dead old man, what do you say! Lao Tzu hasn't lost yet. What, you're starting to feel scared? Chu Xiaofeng glanced at Nangong Boya coldly, he didn't care about him just now, but he was energetic.

"Old lady, in fact, we really have a pair of silver needles in our house." Just when Nangong Boya was about to have a seizure, an old man next to him suddenly whispered. He is about six feet tall, wearing a blue brocade robe, a black sea dragon hat, small eyes squinted, and a pair of dog oil mustaches slightly upturned, giving people a very shrewd feeling. This person's name is Hanshan Chang, and his medical skills in the Nangong family are mediocre, but he is deeply used, for no other reason, because he is resourceful and has made suggestions for Nangong Mansion for many years, and his credit is very high.

"Huh? You mean," Nangong Boya groaned slightly. There is really a pair of silver needles on the Nangong Mansion, which was left by the ancestors who corrupted the door style back then, in order to warn future generations not to use acupuncture. After thinking for a moment, Nangong Boya sighed and said in a low voice: "Okay! It's a hoodoo thing, and it doesn't hurt to take it out. ”

"Little Four, go to the ancestral hall and bring the silver needle." Hearing Nangong Boya say this, Han Shan Chang hurriedly ordered his men to go down and get the silver needle. Chu Xiaofeng threw a grateful look at him, he just smiled slightly, and didn't say anything. Ever since Chu Xiaofeng came here, he had been looking at this young man. Although he was not good-looking, he was scorched and blackened, like a disabled person. But judging from his many years of experience in interacting with people, this person is either rich or expensive, and should not be underestimated.

Not long after, an attendant ran in with a golden box in his hand and respectfully handed it to Chu Xiaofeng. Although his old lady has a prejudice against him, he is a distinguished guest after all. Therefore, the attendants' attitude towards Chu Xiaofeng is still very respectful, which can also be seen that Nangong Shuo is very strict with the people in the palace on weekdays.

"Thank you." Chu Xiaofeng smiled slightly and took the box. Although he said this thank you to the attendant, he actually thanked Hanshan often. Han Shanchang nodded slightly and walked out of the bedroom quietly.

There was a "hum", and at the moment when Chu Xiaofeng just touched the box, a sound of metal friction suddenly came out, as if it was a dusty sword that met the long-awaited owner. The entire golden box trembled gently in Chu Xiaofeng's hand, like a child who had seen his relatives, jumping happily.

Seeing this mysterious scene, everyone in the dormitory was shocked, they had lived for so many years, and they had never seen such a strange thing happen. Nangong Boya rubbed his eyes, he thought that his old eyes were dizzy, and he was wrong. When he saw that the people around him had grown their mouths and looked at Chu Xiaofeng fixedly, he was finally convinced that everything that happened in front of him was true, that box of silver needles, it was alive. At the same time, he "chuckled" in his heart, and there was an inexplicable nervousness.

Looking at the golden box trembling slightly in his palm, Chu Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment, and then there seemed to be a strange feeling in his heart, which suddenly appeared, as if he was integrated with the box in his hand and the silver needle in the box. He lovingly stroked the golden box in his hand, gently opened it, and a golden light rose to the sky, illuminating the entire bedroom in a golden yellow. The golden light disappeared in an instant, and a row of large and small silver needles immediately appeared in front of Chu Xiaofeng's eyes.

After years of accumulation, each silver needle reveals a long-term breath, the silver-white needle body, smooth as moonlight, and not rusty because of the passage of time. The golden handle of the needle is carved with fine veins, and the veins on each needle are different, and the name of each needle is engraved.

Chu Xiaofeng was shocked, what a person who loves acupuncture and moxibustion, the silver needle made. It takes years to make each silver needle, to say the least, which is a priceless treasure. He couldn't put it down, looking at the nine silver needles inside, and smirked. Maybe there is a fixed number in the dark, and the nine silver needles are also constantly making a "Zheng Zheng" sound, as if in response to Chu Xiaofeng.

"Haha, good needle!" Chu Xiaofeng laughed proudly. His smile brought everyone back to reality from shock. Nangong Boya looked at the needle box in Chu Xiaofeng's hand with a somewhat complicated expression. I once heard my grandfather say that the ancestor regarded acupuncture as more important than life. He traveled all his life, visiting famous craftsmen, just to forge this small box of silver needles. For this reason, he also fell out with the Nangong family several times.

Later, when he was treating the then Lord Yin, he used acupuncture in vain, causing Lord Yin to die on the spot, causing the entire Nangong family to be humiliated. As a result, he fell ill and died of depression.

"Ziwei, Dahuan, Xinghua, Qiyuan, Jingyi, Daoyan, Guangdu, Miaole, Tianru." Chu Xiaofeng gently read the name of each silver needle in turn, and as his voice fell, the nine silver needles fluctuated regularly, which shocked Chu Xiaofeng's heart to beat wildly, this is really a peerless treasure, since it is in his own hands, he must not let it be taken away again!

Chu Xiaofeng smiled at Nangong Boya and said lightly: "Ziwei." In the needle box, a small silver needle suddenly flew away on its own and fell into Chu Xiaofeng's hands.

Everyone was so shocked that their jaws almost dislocated, and if they wanted to say that the silver needle chirping just now had shocked everyone. The current scene made everyone stupid. Isn't that mythical? Is there such acupuncture in the world?