Chapter 23 is strict

Wang Fan took Zhang Yi into the alley, and turned left and right in the alley to the door of a store.

There was a lot of garbage piling up in front of the store, and there was an unknown stench mixed with the garbage, and a few rats could be seen scurrying around from it. The wall next to the entrance of the store says that peeing here is Wang Ba, and there is a Wang Ba painted next to it.

Wang Fan endured the stench and knocked on the door.

"Don't stay, open the door quickly, I know you're here, sleep hemp up." Wang Fan knocked on the door, and he was about to knock through the door.

With a "squeak", the door slowly opened. The man who opened the door was a raunchy man, with bloodshot eyes and the smell of smoke and alcohol.

"What's the noise, reincarnation!" A mouthful of strong garlic flavor came to my face.

Zhang Yi: This person is the Yan Buliu in Mr. Liu's mouth? Is it strict to cure my impotence? Just kidding! It doesn't look like it by any means. (￣□￣； )

Wang Fan turned his head away and frowned and said, "It's so stinky, have you eaten rice fields?" ”

"You've just eaten rice and Gongtian, and it's okay to talk about something." Yan said unhappily.

"Well, we both have injuries on our bodies, and I want you to see them." Wang Fan said with a smile.

"Hmm~~" Yan Buliu stared at Zhang Yi and Wang Fan for a long time before he slowly spoke: "Come in!" ”

Zhang Yi followed Wang Fan into the house and found that the inside of the house was not much more chaotic than the outside. The floor was littered with newspapers and magazines, empty wine bottles, and some food waste. There was a sofa in the room, covered with quilt covers, and in front of the sofa was a table full of peanut shells, leftover take-out boxes, and bottles of empty and unempty wine. There is also an old-fashioned TV set opposite, which is estimated to be black and white.

Yan Buliu sat on the sofa and took a bottle of Erguotou from the table, opened it, took a sip and said, "I can beat you like this, and the other party is not simple!" ”

"It's okay! It's just that it was too drifting at the beginning, and it was a bit of a wave! ”

"Yes!" Yan Buliu took a sip of wine and mocked.

“………… Don't drink it, big guy, let's show us first! ”

"Take off your shirt and lie down on the table."

Wang Fan took off his shirt, didn't care what was on it when he came to the table, wiped all the garbage on the ground with his arm, and lay down.

Yan Buliu took another sip of the second pot, smacked his lips, screwed the lid and threw it on the sofa. Then he dragged a black box from under the couch, and when he opened it, there were some bottles of various colors, and a set of silver needles.

"You have injuries to your chest, your back, your right ankle, and both arms, especially both arms, which are almost crushed. It's awesome that you can endure it for so long! Yan Buliu glanced at Wang Fan lightly and told Wang Fan about the injuries on his body.

"It's okay......" Wang Fan said indifferently.

"It's not difficult to treat, it's just that the arm is a little troublesome!" Yan Buliu took out a jar of crimson liquid from the box, opened it and poured it out. The liquid looked very thin, and when it was poured out, it was found to be very thick. Yan Buliu poured some liquid on Wang Fan's chest and smeared it, as did his ankles. After the front was done, let Wang Fan turn over and smear some liquid on his back.

"Alright, it's time for your arm."

After Yan Buliu poured some red liquid on Wang Fan's arm first, he took out a set of silver needles from the box and pulled out six of them, and read: "Heaven and Earth Huayu, Red Furnace Danjing, Yuanhua Jiuming, Dahui Qishen, Huanyao Zhu Jing, urgent as a law!" After speaking, he faced Wang Fan's arm

Pierced down, three stitches in each of the two arms.

"Alright, let's go down! Find a cool place to meditate and pranayama. Yan Buliu said.

Wang Fan answered, climbed off the table and walked to the corner to meditate.

Yan Buliu beckoned to Zhang Yi and said, "Come here, it's your turn." ”

Zhang Yi walked over, took off his shirt and lay on the table.

Yan Buliu glanced at Zhang Yi and said lazily: "The ribs of the heart are slightly cracked, and the heart seems to have been hit hard." It's simple, apply some medicine, and then give you a pill, and just do it yourself. After speaking, he poured some potion and began to apply it on Zhang Yi's chest, and before he wiped it twice, he suddenly stopped, his brows furrowed more and more, and his eyes became sharper and sharper. grabbed Zhang Yi's wrist and began to take the pulse.

"Quick, turn over." Yan Buliu said eagerly.

Zhang Yi looked at Yan Bujiu's face that was about to turn black, and he didn't dare to ask more, so he hurriedly turned over. After turning over, Yan Buliu's fingers gently swiped over Zhang Yi's back.

"Huh! Upper Yu lock air needle. Interesting! ”

Zhang Yi lay on the table and asked stupidly, "What needle?" ”∑(´△｀)？！

"You're moldy enough, last time it was yang poison and this time you were locked up."

"What the hell is going on?"

Yan Buliu gloated and said, "Young man, you try your luck." ”

After Zhang Yi adjusted his breathing, he closed his eyes and started to be lucky, and after a while, he opened his eyes and said with a dark face: "Why can't I be lucky, I can't feel qi at all." ”

"Shangyu locks the air needle is to lock your qi, of course you can't feel the qi, if you don't unlock the needle within twenty-four hours, then you will never want to be angry again in this life. Have you been stucked by someone? Yan Buliu touched Zhang Yi's head and said helplessly.

Yes...... Ahh......hhh Could it be the scorpion? (ﾒ｀ﾛ´)/

Zhang Yi climbed down from the table with a crying face and asked Yan Buliu, "That's ...... So what to do? How to solve this needle? Is there any way to do it? ”

Yan Buliu picked up the second pot head on the sofa, unscrewed the lid, took a sip, and said unhurriedly: "There are many people in this world who can solve the Yu lock gas needle, but there are not many people who can solve it." There's a guy around here who can solve ......."

Zhang Yi: You can continue to talk! ………… When is it that you are still drinking! It's not you who dares to be locked up! Still drinking, still drinking, still drinking, big guy begs you not to drink! Tell me, who the hell is that person? Where is it? Don't talk about half of the card! (； ´д｀)ゞ

After a long time, Zhang Yi couldn't wait and asked, "Doctor Yan!" Who is that man? Where to stay? Can you tell me? ”

Yan Buliu burped and said, "The young man just can't hold his breath, that person is far away in front of him." ”

Ha??? ( ゚ロ ゚)" Zhang Yi looked at Yan Buliu with a confused expression.

"Why are you so stupid, that person is me." Strict does not leave grudges, iron does not become a steel road.

Forehead...... (￣□￣； )

"Then why did you touch my head, why did you tell me this in a helpless tone?"

"Isn't this a prostitution of you?" Yan Buliu said with a smile.

I f...... y(#'dish ́)

"Alright, alright, don't look at me like this, go and get on your stomach!"

Zhang Yi returned to the table with hatred, and after Yan Buliu stuffed the rest of the second pot, he took out seven silver needles from the box and quickly pierced them, each of which was pierced only with the end of the needle exposed. Then he took out a bottle of purple liquid and poured it on Zhang Yi's back, and then silently took out a lighter.

"Bear with me! Juvenile! ”

Before Zhang Yi could reply, he directly ignited the purple liquid behind Zhang Yi.

"Ahhhhhh

Wisps of green smoke in the purple flames, accompanied by Zhang Yi's screams, slowly floated out of the silver needles little by little.