Professor Sun stopped his chopsticks and looked at Arira behind the lenses with a puzzled gaze.

"Where did you hear about the 'Knock Needle'?" He asked coldly.

Youliang replied casually: "Buddha Cliff Temple." ”

"Buddha Cliff Temple?" Professor Sun seemed very vigilant, "Who did you listen to?" ”

"The old monk Weidu, when he treated the girl in Hanzhong, he said that the medicine king Sun Simiao has this kind of needle, which is very effective, and crippled hands like mine can be cured, so I wrote it down."

"Well, there is indeed a record of 'devouring needles' in ancient documents, but it has long been lost."

"Can the 'Knock Needle' really heal my hand?"

"It is said that this needle is unpredictable, and the bones and tendons are omnipotent, and it is recorded in the classics that Sun Simiao has used it to cure many incurable diseases." Professor Sun replied.

"Well, it would be nice to find the needle."

"That's difficult, since the death of the Medicine King, the 'Devouring Needle' has never appeared again, how many people on the rivers and lakes have wanted to get it for thousands of years, but they still can't find it."

"Doesn't Sun Simiao have no descendants?" Arira boldly said tentatively.

"If his descendants knew the whereabouts of the 'devouring needle', it is estimated that it would have caused a sensation in history, but since the death of Sun Simiao in the first year of Tang Yongchun, there has not been a single word in the official history."

Youliang Wenyan wondered in his heart, is this Sun Yifeng the descendant of the Medicine King? If so, and also know the whereabouts of the "devouring needle", as a professor of traditional Chinese medicine, it is impossible not to find it and use it, so will it soon become famous all over the world?

"'Knock Needle', it's a strange name."

"'Devouring' is the meaning of bite, which is the twenty-first hexagram of the sixty-four hexagrams in the Book of Changes. In the first to sixth lines, it is said that the toes are bitten off first, then the skin and nose, and then the flesh, bones and ears are eaten away little by little. ”

"Is it a ghost killing?" Arara then asked.

"Let's talk about the old monk." Professor Sun digressed.

"Weidu is the abbot of Tongguan Buddha Cliff Temple, he is very kind and kind, and often treats the villagers in the village."

Professor Sun listened carefully, stuffed the fish guts into his mouth, and soon drank the bottle of Erguotou.

The first time you drank, you felt dizzy, so she got up to say goodbye, and Professor Sun sent him to the mouth of the alley.

On the way back to the hostel, he never figured out the details of Professor Sun, especially what happened in Lijiagou that night, what did he want to do, he actually took the risk to dig someone's grave, is he also looking for a "devouring needle", what does this Li family have to do with Sun Simiao, the king of medicine?

"Where have you been so late?" Liu 13 asked dissatisfiedly when he saw Yuliang coming back.

"Master, didn't you let me get close to Professor Sun? I went to his house tonight to drink. ”

Liu 13 listened and asked what was going on, and Youliang recounted what happened.

"Sure enough, it's his cat." Liu 13 snorted.

"That old female cat is so fat, it weighs dozens of pounds, why do you like to raise black cats?"

"The black cat psychic protector, in the Book of Changes, it is said that the black cat is a thing to ward off evil, and the black is black, among all the colors of cats, only the black cat can communicate with people, and the IQ is also the highest." Liu 13 explained.

The next day was Sunday, and Youliang asked Liu 13 for 10 yuan, came to Wangfujing Xinhua Bookstore to buy a book about Sun Simiao's life, and returned to the hostel to read it carefully. I had never heard of this person before, it turned out that he was so famous in the field of Chinese medicine, and his "Qianjin Fang" was the first encyclopedia of clinical medicine in history, but as Professor Sun said, there was no mention of "devouring needles" in the book.

The next day, as soon as Youliang arrived at school, he was dragged to the office by Sister Du and urged: "Come and try it, the sweater is ready." ”

A brand-new black sweater was put on Youliang's body, and Sister Du looked up and down with satisfaction and said, "The size is just right, and the young man is still very energetic when he dresses up." ”

There was a burst of warmth in his conscience, no one had ever treated him so carefully and considerately for many years, and his nose suddenly became sour and his eyes moistened.

"Silly boy, let's go to class." Sister Du looked at him with a smile.

In the morning qigong class, we still taught everyone the elementary exercises, and we have already learned the third period.

"Bodhidharma boat, Buddha wind piercing the ears, dazzling Buddha light, purifying all sentient beings, children worship Buddha" Li Lin shouted in his mouth, while correcting the incorrect movements of the students.

The bell rang for the afternoon class, and Professor Sun was nowhere to be seen.

It couldn't be that he had eaten the carp offal the night before, right? There is a conscience in the heart.

After a while, Sister Du came to the classroom and apologized to everyone and said that Professor Sun was sick and had no time to notify the substitute teacher, so the class was suspended this afternoon.

"Sister Du, what is Professor Sun's illness?" Youliang asked her quietly on the side.

"Alas, Professor Sun didn't ask for leave either, I don't know what's wrong with Lu Dao." Sister Du said with a frown.

Arara returned to the hostel and told Master about it.

Liu Shisan immediately became alert when he heard this, and said in a deep voice: "Professor Sun has something or is sick and has no time to ask for leave, at least there will be a phone call, it may be that something happened, let's go to his house to take a look." ”

When the two arrived at Tianqiao Hutong, they found that the door of Professor Sun's house was closed and locked.

"If you're not at home, where will you go?" Liu 13 looked around and saw that there was no one in the alley, so he hurriedly said, "Let's go into the house together to see if there is anything abnormal." With that, he stretched out his arms around Youliang's waist and jumped over the fence and landed in the courtyard.

The door was unlocked, and it was empty.

"Watch for anything different from what you saw last time." Liu 13 admonished.

Arirashi pushed open the inner room, and the stench rushed to his face, and most of the black cats were sleeping soundly, and the ground was littered with licking and clean fish bones.

"There's something different." Arira said.

"What is it?" Liu 13 hurriedly asked.

"The fat old she-cat is gone."

Liu Shisan thought for a while, and shouted softly: "Take the cat demon on the road, maybe go to Hanzhong again, the old man should rush to Lijiagou as soon as possible." After saying that, he took out 100 yuan to pay for his food, and told him to continue his classes at school and keep an eye out for when Professor Sun returned.

The two broke up at the flyover, Liu Shisan rushed to the train station, and Arira walked back to the hotel alone. At night, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, he always felt that something was wrong, in the middle of the night, he suddenly hit a spirit, Professor Sun did not go to Lijiagou, but Foya Temple!

Youliang got up in a hurry, and quietly slipped out of the Dongfeng Hotel without bringing anything, and hurriedly came to the train station to take the night train and went straight to Tongguan.

Buddha Cliff Temple, spring rain is falling, pilgrims are the same.

Sun Yifeng walked up to Fotou Mountain with a heavy travel bag, looking up at the Buddha Cliff Temple with cigarette smoke, his face was cloudy. When the deacon monk said that he was a doctor and had something to do to meet the abbot, he was taken to the abbot's meditation room.

"The old monk has not crossed, what is the matter with the donor?" He did not cross the single palm and saluted.

Sun Yifeng said politely: "I am Doctor Wang of the Provincial Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine, I heard that the master used the 'Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles' to cure a girl from Hanzhong not long ago, and the subject of my research is classical acupuncture, so I am very interested and want to exchange my experience with you in this regard." ”

"The old monk has never used the 'Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate' to treat people, and the Wang donor must have been mistaken."

"You can't be wrong, someone has seen it with their own eyes, you don't have to be polite, traditional Chinese medicine is really broad and profound, there are still many mysteries, and please ask the master to give advice."

"The monks don't speak, but who does the donor listen to?"

"Well," Sun Yifeng said after a moment's hesitation, "It's a young man who saw it with his own eyes in the Buddha Cliff Temple, and his name is Youliang. ”

The old monk of Weidu changed his face when he heard this, and asked in surprise: "Youliang?" What does he look like? ”

"His hands are disabled and his veins are broken," Sun Yifeng described Youliang's appearance.

"What you said is good, he was originally a fireworker monk in the temple, and he ran away from the temple a few days ago, but the old man didn't believe that he would say this."

Sun Yifeng was even more surprised in his heart, this honest student turned out to be a little monk, 'Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles' appeared in the Buddha Cliff Temple, and then he suddenly came to the capital to become my student, no wonder the words asked at home that day seemed to be meaningful, it seems that things are much more complicated than imagined.

"Master, a few years ago, due to the destruction of the Cultural Revolution, the essence of the traditional medicine of the motherland was completely destroyed, and it is really difficult to recover. But for the sake of the common people in the world, for the health of the vast number of working people, Buddhism purifies all sentient beings, or ask the master to tell him frankly. Sun Yifeng's words were earnest.

"Amitabha, every sentence is true, Lao Gao really doesn't know the 'Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate'." Weidu said categorically, he believes that Youliang will never make nonsense out of nothing.

The old monk's mouth was very tight, Sun Yifeng thought in his heart, thought for a while and said, "Master, did you heal a girl surnamed Li from Hanzhong that day?" ”

"It is true."

"How is it healed?"

"The old man tried to force out the evil thing in her body with internal force, but unfortunately failed."

"How did the girl get better?"

"It was a blind old beggar who asked for food, and he cured her with a silver needle," the old monk is frank and honest by nature, and he doesn't know how to beware of people, as long as he asks the truth.

"Where is the old beggar now? Can you know his name? ”

"I don't know."

Sun Yifeng pondered for a long time, one of the old monk and Youliang lied, who could it be? How does an old beggar with double eyes recognize acupuncture? By feeling, it's not possible. In any case, since you have come to the Buddha Cliff Temple, you can't go home empty-handed. The old monk must have known something, he concluded.