Zhao Jiayan's arm trembled, and he was held tightly by Tianxian. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The stripping knife in his right hand fell to the ground with a soft thud.

Blood, flesh, rushed out of the scar.

Blood poured out frantically from the incision, and the scar on the piece of flesh that fell to the ground was unusually glaring.

"Huh?"

The eldest sister exclaimed, and Zhao Jiayan's knife had already dug the scar out of her arm.

Her hand stretched out slightly, trying to grasp the bloody wound like a baby's open mouth.

Halfway through, her hand retracted again, and she quickly took out a hand clap on her body, ready to wrap it around the bleeding wound.

Her handkerchief was blocked in the wound, quickly stained red with the gushing blood.

Unable to stop the blood from the wound, the eldest sister's hand shrunk, ready to use something else again.

And her hand was held down by one hand, and it was Zhao Jiayan's free right hand that pressed on the wound.

"Thanks, it's okay." Zhao Jiayan smiled at the eldest sister, her face turned slightly whiter.

The vitality in his body rushed to the wound like crazy, and in his mind, the wound with a gap was recovering.

After a minute, Zhao Jiayan squeezed her eyes at the eldest sister, "Eldest sister, you can take your hand back." ”

The eldest sister's hand was withdrawn, she slapped it back, and sat down expressionlessly.

The handkerchief is red, embroidered with two white cranes wrapped around their necks, and the red crane top red in the white on the edge is like wanting to come out of the silk.

Tianxian silently watched the exchange between the two, and did not say anything to the behavior of the two of them laying hands.

She waited until Zhao Jiayan's wound was no longer bleeding before asking, "Wipe your hands and let me see how the effect is?" ”

"Well, I hope it works."

Zhao Jiayan picked up the handkerchief hopefully and rubbed it on his arm a few times.

"Hey, it's done."

"Ah, that's okay too?"

"Damn, fairy."

"Mom, come and see the aliens."

There were several female voices around.

In addition to the red color of the blood stains on Zhao Jiayan's arm, the skin has returned to its normal and healthy appearance.

It's as if the scarred piece of flesh on the ground is an illusion.

The eldest sister's eyes welled up with tears, her lips trembled, and she wanted to reach out to touch the arm but she didn't have the strength.

"Alas, what a pity." Zhao Jiayan sighed greatly at this time.

"How?" Li Mei asked anxiously, but nothing should happen.

Zhao Jiayan shook his head and said, "The skin of this wound will still be a little new white, and it will take a few days to return to normal." ”

"Lean ......"

I don't know how many women are rude.

The experiment was successful, and Zhao Jiayan immediately gave Chu Ke a hand.

"Chu Ke, close your eyes, don't move when there is any abnormal feeling, okay." Zhao Jiayan sat opposite Chu Ke and said to Chu Ke softly.

Chu Ke was surrounded by a group of people, and this head was so low that it was about to reach the ground.

The eldest sister hugged her from behind and whispered in her ear, "Good daughter, there is a mother here, don't be afraid!" Listen to Mr. Zhao, close your eyes, Mom will always be with you. ”

"Oh oh oh!"

Zhao Jiayan shouted three times in his heart, eldest sister and daughter, no wonder.

He guessed in his heart, couldn't the injury on Chu Ke's face be caused by her father? Even if it's not, it can't get out of it, otherwise the eldest sister wouldn't hate men so much.

After thinking about it for a while, the eldest sister has settled down.

Now Chu Ke closed her eyes, her body trembled slightly, she probably knew what would happen next, the whole person was like grass in the wind, Chu Chu was pitiful.

Zhao Jiayan saw that the eldest sister was nervous, and she didn't know that her lips were bitten and bleeding, and her body was trembling.

"Eldest sister, Chu Ke won't feel pain, and he won't suffer any crimes, so you can rest assured."

"Hmm."

The eldest sister relaxed a little, and whispered a few words of comfort to Chu Ke, which made Chu Ke's mood a little calmer, and his body was no longer moving.

Zhao Jiayan put the drawing knife on the fire and roasted it, sat in front of Chu Ke, pressed his other hand on Chu Ke's hand, and closed his eyes.

In his mind, Chu Ke's face had some strange colors, mostly black and gray, and its shape was extremely disgusting.

"Black and gray, which are the colors of impurities in the human body?" With this question, Zhao Jiayan raised the knife in his hand and went down with two knives.

The eldest sister saw the black light from behind, and her eyes stared at the two pieces of Chu Ke's face that fell to the ground.

She wanted to scream, but she didn't dare to scream.

Taking a deep breath, she was careful in a state of apprehension and anticipation.

Looking at her daughter's face, a black knife was piercing her cheek. Some white or red body tissue is growing wildly around the incision.

This kind of terrifying and weird picture, the eldest sister is staring at it.

This is where her daughter's hope lies, and she has to watch every change in her and keep it all in her heart.

The last small incision in the skin disappeared at the knife edge, and the drawing knife was slowly drawn.

When the knife came out, Chu Ke's face was already white, except for the pale skin, it was already the skin of a normal person.

No more ghostly bumps.

"Woo......"

The eldest sister caressed her daughter's smooth face, and her crying grew louder and louder.

Tianxian's eyes were slightly red, and the other women wiped their tears.

Zhao Jiayan got up, hugged Tianxian hard, and said in her ear, "Moved, right?" ”

Tianxian hugged back vigorously, "Moved." ”

"If you are moved, find a mirror for Chu Ke. I'm running out of time, hurry. ”

Tianxian had the urge to kick Zhao Jiayan a few times at this time.

She saw that Zhao Jiayan was roasting meat and cutting meat, so she endured it.

He took out a quaint round mirror from his bosom and put it in the eldest sister's hand.

Another loud one was added to the cry, and Zhao Jiayan turned his head and coughed vigorously.

An hour later, the eldest sister brought Chu Ke to Zhao Jiayan, and the two first saluted and then bowed deeply.

"Thank you Mr. Zhao for your kindness to the little girl, it was not right to be a butcher in the past, please forgive Mr. Zhao."

When the eldest sister faced Zhao Jiayan alone, she sincerely thanked her again.

Zhao Jiayan said weakly, "I will do everything I can, and this time it is also a coincidence, so I don't need to be so polite." ”

"Thank you."

"It's not too early, eldest sister, let's start teaching gossip patterns first!" Zhao Jiayan said slightly impatiently.

"Listen to Mr. Zhao, the venue is ready, please come with me."

In the gym on the third floor of the small building, the original owner's treadmill, dumbbells and other items were moved aside.

Eight dining room chairs are arranged in an arc in the middle of the room, and eight beautiful women are seated.

In front of the arc is Zhao Jiayan's main speaking position.

There are eight people, Tianxian, Li Mei, the eldest sister and Chu Ke, there are four people, and they are quiet and crowded in the middle, and there are three beauties that Zhao Jiayan doesn't know.

Zhao Jiayan looked at the eight beauties in front of him, his face was very strange, as if he was surprised, and as if he was a kind of understanding.

Each of the eight women has their own personalities, which correspond to the characteristics of their own eight patterns, is this a coincidence?

If it wasn't a coincidence, then who arranged for them to sit there?

Looking at the women for a minute, Zhao Jiayan didn't understand whether it was a coincidence.

"Perhaps, the teaching plan should be changed accordingly."

In the expectation of everyone, he slowly spoke, "Today I will teach you the Bagua pattern, I won't talk about the origin of this Bagua pattern, let's go directly to the teaching stage." ”

No one spoke, and the eight girls looked at Zhao Jiayan intently. Everyone has a pen in their hand, even Tianxian.

"The gossip is the gossip of Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, and Dui. I got the eight patterns, and when I saw that they were connected with the eight trigrams, I named them after the eight trigram patterns. ”

There are at least seven people below who have not written all the gossip names, like gossip, they all know that this is a treasure in traditional Chinese culture, and they have always heard it.

But if you write the specific eight hexagrams, only Tianxian can write them all.

Zhao Jiayan knew what was going on with a sweep, and after his head was crooked, he had a whim, as soon as this idea appeared, he felt that it was very likely.