"Straighten him out, I'm getting a needle!" Sitting on the bench was Yangzi, who was trembling at the faint needle in the fat man's hand.

I asked the fat man, "Are you going to use the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate again?" ”

I was a little surprised because the needles in the fat man's hands were different from those in ordinary acupuncture. Not to mention that the length is longer than a normal needle, even the color on the needle doesn't seem to be right. It gives the illusion that it is very cold and cold

The fat man shook his head and replied, "No, this is another set of acupuncture methods, which is called Sixiang acupuncture in Chinese medicine."

Just explained it to me briefly, and the fat man picked up Yangzi's arm and said, "This needle is a cold iron needle, it's a little cold when it pierces into the body, you bear with it." ”

After speaking, the fat man's five fingers swayed, and his hands dropped needles on Yangzi's acupuncture points at an incredible speed, in my words, that is, a whoosh, and suddenly saw countless silver needles on Yangzi's arms. It felt weird, but it was smooth.

And the fat man's technique of applying the needle this time is slightly different from the past, in the past, the fat man took out the needle box one by one when applying the needle, and then slowly pierced into the patient's body. And this time, the fat man seemed to hide the needle at one time, and with a wipe of five fingers, Yangzi's arm quickly added a row of dense silver needles.

"The green dragon swings its tail, the white tiger shakes its head, the vermilion bird scatters, and the Xuanwu returns to its place...... "What makes me feel even more incredible is that with the fat man's needle, Song Lin actually muttered the names of these techniques.

I involuntarily pushed Song Lin, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Brother Lin, do you know the fat man's technique of needles?" ”

Song Lin nodded, but immediately shook his head again, he touched the back of his head and replied sincerely: "I just heard about it, but I haven't seen it, I heard my master say that the name of this kind of acupuncture is famous, and the master has described the situation when this set of acupuncture is under the needle, which is exactly the same as the way Brother Qiang shakes the needle now." ”

After listening to Song Lin's explanation, it finally dawned on me that Liu Guozhong would know the name of the acupuncture, which is not a very strange thing. Unlike Taoism, our Dharma religion is a hodgepodge, or rather, a hodgepodge that permeates every corner of the people.

Whether it is the Jianghu sect, or the gangster organization in the Minqing Dynasty, or the famous Boxer Rebellion incident in Hao Hao in the late Qing Dynasty, there are all the techniques and incantations of our Dharma teachings that have been passed down.

Even, many of the codes for the establishment of gangsters in the Republic of China used the beginning of our Dharma mantra: "The sun rises and the east is a little red." ”。 Because of this practical style of teaching, the footprints of his disciples have traveled all over the people, and in addition to the many stories of strange people in the people, there are also spells that have been passed down.

Liu Guozhong, the descendant disciple of the Liu family, has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, and it is not unusual to know these secrets. Although he may not be sealed, he will not be able to spell. However, in fact, the knowledge of many folk elders and old rivers and lakes is not lower than that of the new generation of Fajiao disciples.

After the fat man dropped the needle, he twisted and played, and several techniques were used together. Like a hedgehog, the Yangtze is sometimes shivering with cold, and sometimes with a hot face. After more than half an hour of torture, Yangzi's face quickly turned purple and blue.

At this time, the fat man slapped Yangzi's chest fiercely, and after Yangzi spit out a mouthful of stasis, the fat man actually broke Yangzi's wrist and then cut Yangzi's vein.

Under Yangzi's frightened eyes, the blood flowed down the basin like this. After a while, the fat man recited a mantra to stop the bleeding and pressed the big flat knife into the Yangzi's veins.

"Okay...... the fat man exhaled a breath of turbidity and wiped the sweat drops from his forehead.

At this time, Yangzi actually touched his body in surprise and said happily: "Alas, okay, I don't have any pain, and I feel much more comfortable on the top of my head, as if I have taken a cold shower on a hot day." ”

The fat man just grinned, and then beckoned to Song Lin and said, "Brother Lin, you help him in, and then help the other brothers out." ”

After Song Lin got up and helped Yangzi back, the fat man sat on the bench, breathing slowly and rhythmically, while closing his eyes and recuperating his spirits.

At this time, I squatted down and gently touched the blood in the basin with my hand, and found that the temperature of the blood was a little wrong, except that the blood temperature was higher than that of ordinary people, and there was a tingling sensation where my fingers touched.

In an instant, I understood that this blood should be the resentful blood of Yangzi, the blood eroded by resentment. Although on the surface, after letting the blood go, Yangzi looks much weaker. In fact, as soon as the blood was cleared, Yangzi's body returned to normal.

"Alas, fat man, you just said that your technique of applying needles is called the Four Elephant Needles, can you tell me who passed on this needle, why don't I know!" Curious, I pushed the fat man who was closing his eyes and recuperating.

The fat man just opened his eyes and glanced at me, and replied listlessly: "The needle was passed on to me by the seventh master, you have to understand yourself and ask the seventh master or see Puzi go, I don't have time to ......"

After saying that, the fat man continued to close his eyes to recuperate.

I "......"

The next thing is much simpler, the fat man followed the previous method, one by one to these injured brothers to administer needles and bloodletting, but the process of this needle is extremely cumbersome, although with the first experience, but still took a lot of time and energy.

By the time everyone had finished their treatment and the fat man had written a prescription for his body, it was already more than seven o'clock in the night. Eight people, it took a full five hours, an afternoon.

After curing all the patients, the fat man finally patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief. After chatting with everyone, the tired fat man packed up his guys and prepared to go back to Liu Guozhong's residence with us.

"I thought I would stay in Hong'an for a long time, but I didn't expect to cure everyone so quickly. It seems that in two days, my uncle and I will have to separate again. The fat man took a sip of water and said reluctantly

Liu Guozhong once said that as long as the fat man can cure the brothers in the troupe. Then his Liu family class will leave Hong'an immediately. Although the fat man likes to be nosy in temperament, I guess he should not go against Liu Guozhong.

Walking on the fat man's left hand, I held a cigarette in my mouth and pouted at the fat man: "Fortunately, everyone knows each other, otherwise people wouldn't know what you mean by this!" Do you really want to treat the brothers in the troupe, or are you cursing the brothers in the troupe later......"

As soon as I finished speaking, I couldn't help but pause, because I saw Song Lin on the side lose his mind for a moment, his face was full of sorrow, and he seemed to be very preoccupied.

I pushed him and asked him, Brother Lin, do you have something on your mind? Why is the whole person lost his soul as if he had lost his soul.

"Ah...... What did you say? "Song Lin was indeed very absent-minded, even if I pushed him, he was still stunned for a while before coming back to his senses.

At this time, the fat man who was walking in front noticed that something was wrong and stopped in time.

Under the close gaze of the two of us, Song Lin still hid his head and said that it was nothing, but the melancholy between his eyebrows completely betrayed him

"Brother Lin, if you have anything to say, just say it! We are all our own people, and although you are not related to us by blood, you are my uncle's apprentice. People often say that an apprentice is like half a son of a master, and I haven't treated you as an outsider since I was a child...... No, it's because of you, brothers. At the end of the words, the fat man joked with a smile.

Who knows, the fat man's words were like stepping on Song Lin's tail, he jumped up, blushed, and said loudly: "What nonsense are you talking about, those in the drama troupe are my brothers, and I, Song Lin, am not a beast, how can I kill my siblings, I'm just worried that this drama can't go on, and the Liu family class will go out of business......"

When people are emotional, they often reveal the truth hidden in their hearts because they don't have time to think. For example, Song Lin, he is in such a situation now.

Although he reacted in time to cover his mouth. But when it comes to his uncle, how can the fat man not ask about it.

After being stunned for less than a moment, the fat man grabbed Song Lin's shoulders and asked Song Lin nervously and urgently: "What do you say, what drama can't go on, the Liu family class will go out of business, you tell me clearly, what is going on." ”