"Squeak!", when Zhilin pricked the first needle, a voice that only Zhilin could hear sounded. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Hearing this voice, the corners of Zhilin's mouth set off a small arc, although the voice was small, but Zhilin's spiritual power was accurately captured, the beginning of this voice, that is, the cause in the old man's head has been dissolving, which also shows that the old man is getting better.....

Without any hesitation, Zhilin directly pierced the second golden needle in his hand into a hidden dead hole in the old man's house, not to mention that no one has ever found this dead hole, but even if it is found, absolutely no one dares to use this dead hole, because the failure rate of this dead hole is too high, not a person like Zhilin who has confidence beyond ordinary people, no one dares to needle this dead hole at all.

Zhilin's needle pierced into it, and in an instant, the sound of 'squeaking' just now sounded again, but this time the sound was much louder than the voice just now, but of course, Chen Shiyi and they couldn't hear it, only Zhilin, who was close and had the assistance of mental power, could hear it.

The third needle, this needle is the same as a dead hole, and this dead hole is more secretive, more difficult to control, a little careless will cause problems, people's brain cells die instantly, but Zhilin still did not hesitate to pierce it.

When Zhilin went down, the 'squeak' was even louder, and this time even Chen Shiyi and the others were standing so far away could be heard clearly.

The appearance of this voice made their nerves collapse tightly.

They didn't know what this voice meant, so when they heard this voice coming from the old man's head, they all immediately became nervous, and they all held their breath and looked at Zhilin nervously.

Zhilin didn't care about them, his current mental power and physical strength were hugely consumed, and he now had to save his physical strength and energy so that he could treat the old man.

The fourth needle, this needle Zhilin was pierced directly from the center of the top of the head, this time, the old woman who had not reacted at all trembled because of Zhilin's needle.

The few people watching from the side also clearly saw the old man's trembling, and their hearts were tight, especially Zhang Qihong, who was extremely worried about his mother, but because of Zhilin's instructions in advance, he stubbornly resisted the urge to pounce directly, but from his already bitten lip, but he didn't feel it at all, it could be seen how nervous he was now.

However, Zhilin seemed to have expected this situation, so he was not surprised, but held the golden needle and remained motionless, until the golden needle floated out of the white air again, Zhilin let go of his hand.

Fifty-four golden needles, as long as the needle is carried out once, the treatment will be perfectly successful, and look at the old man's reaction now, very good, Zhilin has 100% confidence, as long as the last injection is completed, the old man's pain will be cured.

However, there is another very important problem plaguing Zhilin now, that is, his physical strength has been exhausted.

Now Zhilin only feels that his hands are a little disobedient, if this situation insists on following the old man's needle, the probability of danger will be very large, and the difficulty of this last needle is definitely much higher than the difficulty of the previous fifty-four needles, if this needle fails, then the first fifty-four needles will be in vain.

Therefore, there is such a problem in front of Zhilin now, if it is not solved, Zhilin is completely unable to do needles, even if it is a needle with the probability of failure, the probability of failure accounts for more than 99 percent, and the probability of success is less than one percent.

Zhilin's brows have been corrected, now this situation is really difficult to solve, physical strength can not be recovered in a while and a half, but if you don't continue to perform needles within half an hour, then the first fifty-four stitches are also in vain.

Chen Shiyi and the others also found their state, and they seemed to be a little out of strength, but they didn't have any way to help Zhilin, after all, physical strength can only be done by resting, or supplementing ......

'Supplement?' Suddenly, Zhilin seemed to think of something, turned around, turned his back to Chen Shiyi's gaze, and took out a red fruit from the package he was carrying.

The red fruits were all brought up by Zhilin from the mysterious valley below the Shenlong Cave, and at that time, Zhilin brought a total of about a hundred fruits, but after such a long period of use, there were only less than eighty fruits left in Zhilin's carry-on package.

The magical function of the owner of these red fruits can not only improve the strength of Zhilin, but also quickly restore his physical strength.

At first, Zhilin was too anxious, and he forgot that he still had such an ungodly thing.

After taking out the red fruit, Zhilin did not hesitate, and directly held the red fruit and began to gnaw it.

A red fruit went down, and Zhilin felt that his physical strength had recovered somewhat, but for the sake of insurance, Zhilin took out a few red fruits again, and directly gnawed them all for a while, and after a while, they all went down, and even the kernel Zhilin did not let go, and ate them all.

And in the eyes of Chen Shiyi and the others, Zhilin was facing away from them and didn't know what he was doing, but after a while, they found that Zhilin's physical strength seemed to have miraculously recovered a lot.

I was going to continue with the needle.

After Zhilin's physical strength recovered, he felt that his mental strength had miraculously recovered a lot, and after glancing at the old man who had been completely surrounded by white smoke, Zhilin did not hesitate, and directly took out the last golden needle, adjusted his state, found the acupoint, and directly pierced it fiercely.

"Squeak squeak ......!" Zhilin pricked this needle, and the 'squeak' sound sounded after the first few stitches sounded again, but this time it was different from the previous times, because the first few times were basically just a sound, but this time it was all the time 'squeak' non-stop, and there was no feeling of stopping at all.

However, when Zhilin heard this voice, he smiled, and when he saw the old man's increasingly ruddy face, he was also relieved, and it was finally completed.

Thinking of this, Zhilin was unsteady on his feet and almost fell directly to the ground, but fortunately, Chen Shiyi was not far from Zhilin and accurately supported Zhilin.

"Zhilin, how are you?" Seeing Zhilin's pale face, Chen Shiyi asked worriedly.

Zhilin waved his hand: "I'm fine, I'm just a little prostration!"

Glancing at the worried Zhang Qihong, Zhilin said: "Don't worry, it's cured, wait for half an hour, I'll be fine if I take off the golden needle!"

When Zhang Qihong heard Zhilin's words, he immediately cried with joy, and knelt down directly to Zhilin: "Thank you, thank you, thank you for saving my mother!"