Zheng Yun took a closer look.

I saw that on Zheng Pinghe's back leeward door acupoint, a triangular scar, not the color of the ordinary scar, into a pale ice cube, gathered but not dispersed.

He carefully recalled in his mind what he had learned in medical books, Fengmen acupoint, which belongs to the meridian acupoint of the Sun Bladder Meridian, also known as Refu, which is one of the acupuncture points for the treatment of wind diseases.

Thinking about it, he opened his mouth and said: "Uncle, on the acupuncture point of your backwind gate, a triangular pale ice-like scar, gathered but not dispersed, it should have been injured by the cold qi, blocking the portal for the wind evil to enter and exit, causing you to be unable to quickly calm your breath after your morning run. ”

Zheng Pinghe's face was expressionless, nodded and said, "Then how to heal it?" ”

Zheng Yun once again recalled the pathological treatment method explained in "Chunliang Acupuncture", after all, this was the first time he really treated someone, and it was also for Zheng Pinghe, so he naturally did not dare to have the slightest negligence.

After thinking about it, he felt that there was no problem, so he said: "You can't directly use the needle to expel it, you should put the needle from the two acupoints of Dazhu and Lung Yu, the needle is two inches into the needle, and the lung Yu is three inches into the needle. ”

Zheng Pinghe nodded and stopped talking.

Seeing that Zheng Pinghe no longer spoke, Zheng Yun calmed down, drew the needle with both hands at the same time, and pierced it into the two acupoints of Dazhu and Lung Yu, and at the same time measured the qi into the needle, and drew the qi to the acupoints.

Although Zheng Yun has practiced acupuncture on a mannequin for many years, this is the first time he has placed an acupuncture on a real person, and he has placed an acupuncture on a person he is most in awe, and he can't help but feel a little stunned.

It's just that Zheng Yun is stunned, he still quickly takes the needle, and he knows Zheng Pinghe for many years, he really knows it very well, if he doesn't dare to get the needle because he is scared, it will definitely be the end of being beaten, and any reason can become the reason for Zheng Pinghe to beat him.

Zheng Yun didn't dare to be too fast, carefully measured the qi into the needle, and after inducing the qi into the Fengmen acupoint, he slowly forced the cold qi out.

After half a pillar of incense, Zheng Yun successfully expelled all the cold air, and after pulling out the silver needle, he stood aside, secretly wiped his sweat, and looked at Zheng Pinghe quietly.

Zheng Pinghe slowly opened his eyes, soothed his shoulders, and said with a little satisfaction: "Well, it's not bad, the effect is very good, I will have the opportunity to practice more in the future. ”

"Yes, uncle!" Zheng Yun hurriedly responded, looking cautious, not daring to have a trace of pride.

Zheng Pinghe stood up and hummed with satisfaction, and suddenly, he asked with a smile: "What the hell is the Broken Son and Sun Fist?" ”

Zheng Yun was stunned, looked at Zheng Pinghe in confusion, and asked rhetorically, "What?" ”

"What the hell is the Broken Son and Sun Fist?"

Zheng Ping and Pi stared at him without smiling and continued to ask.

“…… Second time? ”

Zheng Yun was a little panicked, and immediately opened his brain, thinking about it in three hundred and sixty degrees in all directions, regardless of whether it was right or wrong, he immediately replied: "Broken son and grandson fist, it should be a broken son ghost, a dead grandson ghost, a drowned ghost, a female ghost, a stingy ghost, ......." ”

"Don't make a sound." Zheng Pinghe said in a deep voice, pulled Zheng Yun closer to him, pressed him on the stool, and hit his buttocks.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ……。 ”

More than a dozen crisp and loud slaps rang out continuously.

Zheng Yun covered his mouth and didn't dare to make any sound.

In his heart, he had already begun to cry for help, and the confusion in his heart was simply 100,000 alpacas running wildly......

Can this unscrupulous uncle be unscrupulous? I healed you, and you started beating me? Oh, my God! Why is my life so miserable? Help me.......

After Zheng Pinghe fought, he shook his palms with satisfaction and said, "Hmm! It feels really good, now you know what the hell it is? ”

"Ugh! Feels good? Zheng Yun was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, his face was confused, he cried with a sad face, nodded and said: "I know, the Broken Son and Sun Fist is not a ghost, it is a boxing technique used by a man called Binghe in the cartoon, called Diamond Star Fist." ”

Zheng Yun really wanted to cry without tears at this time, and he wanted to vomit blood speechlessly: last night was the first time in his life that he saw the legendary female ghost, and in his mind, in addition to rote memorization of what he had just learned, and then, it was all the appearance of the female ghost's pale face.

It's even more because he has obtained an extraordinary skill, and he is thinking about catching a ghost one day to play, he is good, he has a good son and grandson boxing, and it is good to ask what it is, what the hell is it?

The ghost knows what the hell it is, and the abducted can't turn around, it's really a tragedy, and it's still so unscrupulous.

Zheng Pinghe frowned and said, "Do you know what the formation is in the morning?" ”

"I don't know, uncle!" Although Zheng Yun was not convinced, he still answered honestly.

Zheng Pinghe squinted his eyes and said: "That's called the "Five-Star Lianzhu Heart Demon Array", which was born from the Five Elements Array and the Heavenly Desire Smoke Dream, and it is a formation created by the old Taoist priest. ”

"Every scene that appears in the formation is based on the deepest thoughts in your heart. What's on your mind? What's going to happen inside? ”

"Ahh Zheng Yun exclaimed in surprise and stood on the spot.

Damn it! There is still such a formation? Do you want to be so cheating? That...... The scene of spanking him himself...... Isn't it seen?

Thinking about it, Zheng Yun's hair stood on end, and he felt a tingling scalp for a while, and he couldn't wait to find a hole in the ground to get into, and then the peach died.

Zheng Pinghe said with a straight face: "Stinky boy, among the five scenes, three scenes are from the TV series, and the TV is crazy, right?" ”

"The information on TV is basically obtained directly, unlike reading and reciting or writing, you will still think about it somewhat, and after watching TV for a long time, people's brains and thinking will become lazy."

"From now on, except for the New Year's holidays, you are not allowed to watch TV at any other time."

"Yes, uncle!" Zheng Yun lowered his head and replied with a bitter expression.

"Well, I'll live in the school these days, you take time to practice more formations and acupuncture, and the school selects the outstanding teacher of the year, hehe! Anyway, I should make a show too, it's not too early, you go to school. Zheng Pinghe said in a joking tone.

"Yes, uncle." Zheng Yun answered honestly, and after glancing at Zheng Pinghe with a little discomfort, he turned around and walked towards the door of the study, secretly slandering himself.

When I usually teach myself, I always speak in the tone of an old Taoist priest, but I didn't expect that I would joke?

After Zheng Yun walked out of the study, when he closed the door casually, he asked with a smile, "Uncle! Then why don't you use acupuncture to cure diseases and save people? ”

Zheng Pinghe glanced at him and said angrily: "I am a teacher, not a doctor, and I will be arrested if I don't have a medical qualification certificate." ”

Saying that, Zheng Pinghe advised: "By the way, you are not allowed to use your medical skills casually, and you can only practice medicine after you get the medical qualification certificate." ”

"Yes, uncle!" Zheng Yun answered, then closed the door casually, turned around and smiled involuntarily.

Afternoon.

When Zheng Yun was in school, Ma Qianli, Yan Zhijun, Shi Renjian, Wu Ming, and Xia Jiao really didn't trouble him and Ye Du anymore.

When they met at the school gate, several people hooked their shoulders and entered the teaching building with laughter.

During this period, Ma Qianli asked Zheng Yun countless times how he could easily break the bricks.

Zheng Yun was a little helpless when asked, so he had to blow himself up and said: "If you have been knocked on the brain by your uncle for more than ten years, you will definitely be able to do it easily." ”

As soon as the words fell, several people burst into laughter.

During the afternoon class, Zhang Jinxuan didn't get along with Zheng Yun anymore, although she still didn't like Zheng Yun, but she didn't go against him endlessly.

Zheng Yunle's purity, even more reluctant to provoke the tigress, stayed up until he came home from school, entered Zheng Pinghe's study alone, and carefully studied all kinds of formations.

In Zheng Pinghe's study, he drew the ground to lay out the formation, and after the formation was arranged, he tried to enter the breaking formation, but he never thought that he could always break out of the formation easily.

Zheng Yun was puzzled, he didn't know why it was so simple, helpless, he had to try all kinds of formations, but the end was the same easy to break the formation.

He was a little confused, so he had to put the formation aside first, and when he had the opportunity, he would ask Zheng Pinghe, and then he picked up "Chunliang Acupuncture and Moxibustion" and carefully reviewed it.

After dinner, I said hello to the old lady, and then, waiting for Ye Du's arrival at the gate of the courtyard, the two went to school from the back mountain path.

Along the way, the two fought and had fun again, until they returned to their respective classes, which was considered to stop.

When Zheng Yun walked into the fifth class classroom, it was already close to the evening self-study time, and in the classroom, the quiet pin drop could be heard.

In a scene where only the sound of the pen is heard, but there is no panting sound, every student is doing homework quietly in their respective seats, and there is rarely a head to ear.

When Zheng Yun walked to his seat, he casually glanced at the back table, for some reason, Zhang Suye, who loved to laugh, didn't come to study at night tonight, only the cold Zhang Jinxuan sat alone in his seat, quietly doing his homework.

Zheng Yun felt a little bored in his heart, he couldn't say that he was disappointed, but he was a little disappointed, after all, a glance at a sweet smile was better than seeing a stinky dead face.

Besides, the owner of that dead face is still a tigress, and she doesn't like herself, so how can she look at her well?

Zheng Yun ignored Zhang Jinxuan, sat down in his seat, and took out his Chinese textbook to review.