Zuyang Ming's stomach meridian is the "stomach", and Qin Feiyang has stomach cancer, and the lesion area is the stomach, so Changchun Zhenqi obviously feels obstructed when it runs, especially when it reaches the stomach area, the true qi is blocked, and it can't be passed.

Although the lesion area has been reduced to only one-tenth of the original area, the remaining cancer cells are the most dangerous and malignant, the most harmful, and the true qi cannot be extinguished.

Qin Feiyang even felt that if he connected the Zuyang Ming Stomach Meridian through this meridian, maybe the cancer on his body would be cured.

Because if you get through, you have to solve the cancer, and if you can't solve it, you can't get through, and this is a problem that has no second choice.

Keep practicing, your life span is four or five years longer, and it's all picked up anyway.

In June, the weather was very hot, but it was not too hot in this small valley, and in his spare time, Qin Feiyang used stones to block a small dam on the mountain stream, and stored a small pond of about twenty or thirty square meters, with a water depth of more than one meter, and took a bath at noon every day.

This isolation was broken one day.

Early one morning at the end of June, five people came to the valley, four men and one woman, three middle-aged men, one old man, and one woman in her early twenties.

Qin Feiyang had just raised the fire to boil porridge after his morning exercise, and the smoke of the cooking filled the small valley.

The woman's surprised voice sounded: "Grandpa, this ...... How can there be anyone here?"

The old man was also quite strange, staring at the direction of the cave, and said strangely: "This is really a bit strange, these days, the country and the people are safe, how can there still be people living in caves and living in the wild? Go and see, if the situation is true, let Xiao Wu go and report to the local government department to solve it, you can't let people live like this." ”

The middle-aged man next to him agreed, and as soon as he made a look, two of them walked forward quickly and walked in front, faintly blocking the old man and the woman.

Getting closer, Qin Feiyang's image will indeed make people vigilant, his shirt and knee-high shorts are washed white, his hair is shoulder-length, and his face is covered by a beard that makes it impossible to see his face clearly.

Qin Feiyang glanced at the two middle-aged men who were walking towards him quickly, he didn't squeak, these two people were vigorous, their steps were steady and powerful, their eyes were like eagles, and they were characters with outstanding force value at a glance.

A few words immediately popped up in Qin Feiyang's mind: Personal bodyguard!

"Who are you? Why do you live in the mountains and forests? Do you have any other family members?" The two middle-aged men stepped forward and stood in front of Qin Feiyang on the left and right and asked, if Qin Feiyang made any sudden moves, the two of them would be able to block and subdue them left and right in a second.

Qin Feiyang looked up, lowered his head and boiled his porridge again, and the bowl next to him was filled with most of the bowls of picked mushrooms.

Seeing that Qin Feiyang didn't answer, the middle-aged man asked again, but Qin Feiyang still ignored it.

The woman holding the old man raised her hand to stop the middle-aged man: "Wu Bin, forget it, don't ask, maybe he has a disability, maybe he has a secret, people live here alone, we suddenly broke in, don't bother him too much." ”

The old man also nodded slightly, pointed to a polished stone, and said, "Sit there for a while." Then he turned his head to Qin Feiyang and said, "I'm sorry young man, I'm an old man who is also setting in the sunset, and I still have a little bit of light to come out to see the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers, if I don't come out for a walk, I may not be able to wake up one day with my eyes closed!"

Qin Feiyang looked at the old man, the old man's complexion was very bad, he was very tall, but his face was very thin, and his eyes were sunken, this thinness was not thin himself, but caused by illness.

This old man is seriously ill!

"Please take care of yourself!" Qin Feiyang nodded and said a word in his mouth.

Several people were stunned, it turned out that this "wild man" was not a deaf-mute disabled person!

The woman was particularly curious, and looked at the simple house in the cave, the small pond outside, the smooth and smooth stones used as stools, and the two trees on the left with a rope bed.

The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and it is really a good place for leisure.

Qin Feiyang was a little surprised when he looked at the woman, this woman was twenty-three or four-year-old and surprisingly beautiful, especially the temperament on her body, noble and elegant.

Although the old man was seriously ill and his body was about to die, between his words, an invisible power was naturally revealed.

This old man and woman are not ordinary people!

However, Qin Feiyang didn't care who they were, it had nothing to do with him, to him, it was just a few strange passers-by who suddenly broke in.

It's just that he is a little itchy about the old man's illness, and the Changchun True Qi runs through the two meridians, which can be regarded as a small success, and I don't know what level of Changchun True Qi has reached to the extent of its effectiveness in curing diseases.

I've only treated baby sparrows before, and I haven't tried vivion treatment since.

However, Qin Feiyang still knew that the secret on his body should be hidden as much as possible, otherwise it would bring him trouble.

The porridge was boiled, Qin Feiyang tasted it, it was just right, not thin or thick, fragrant and delicious, a bowl was cold, and he glanced at the old man again, nodded and asked him, "Do you want to drink a bowl of porridge from the old man?"

The old man replied with a smile: "Seeing that your porridge is fragrant, it really arouses the appetite, so it will bother you!"

Qin Feiyang took another bowl out and served the porridge, and said in a sullen voice: "There are only two bowls in total, only this amount, there is no extra portion, just taste it at the old man." ”

The woman walked over and took the porridge, and when she got closer, she could see Qin Feiyang's face clearly, although he had a beard and long hair, she felt that he was not too "old".

A middle-aged man led by him took the bowl from the woman's hand and carefully examined the porridge in the bowl.

The old man frowned and said, "Xiao Wu, give me porridge, don't think everyone is so sinister, don't hurt the hearts of fellow villagers!"

As he spoke, the old man took the porridge bowl from his hand, picked out a handful of porridge grains with chopsticks, and put it in his mouth to taste it, sighing: "This is the taste I cherished when I was a teenager, and in those years, famine was ......."

The middle-aged man wanted to speak and stopped, originally, it was his job to be cautious, but although the old man was seriously ill, his momentum of not being angry and arrogant was still there.

To be honest, that bowl of porridge does not seem to have a "toxic" appearance.

A bowl of porridge, there are no accompaniments, the old man is blowing and eating, eating with relish, the beautiful woman is watching quietly on the side, and the three middle-aged men also pay attention to the old man.

The old man ate a small half, paused, frowned, and his face was a little pale.

The beautiful woman hurriedly asked him, "Grandpa, what's wrong?"

"The porridge is very fragrant, um, but if I can't eat it, I'm afraid I'll have to vomit out......" The old man's lips turned blue, and as he spoke, his head tilted, and blood and the porridge he had just eaten spurted out.

"Grandpa......"

"Zhuang Lao ......"

"Hurry up and bring the stretcher......"

For a while, three men and one woman were in a hurry.

Qin Feiyang was also surprised that they actually brought a simple stretcher with them, it seemed that they were still mentally prepared in the morning.

The old man vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, and his hands were bruised, but he still clung to the bowl and chopsticks, did not let go and threw them away, and still apologized to Qin Feiyang with a wry smile in the support: "Young man, it's really ...... I'm really sorry, I wasted your porridge, come, put away your bowl, don't fall, it seems...... Looks like my old bones won't be able to hold up!"