Chapter 11: Golden Needle Thaumaturgy
"Captain......" Wu Liang was about to say something, but was interrupted by Wang Chao with a wave of his hand: "Let him try what?"
Wu Liang was a little frightened to find that the powerful self-confidence in Wang Chao seemed to have returned, thinking of the powerful Wang Chao before, Wu Liang suddenly felt a burst of panic, the hand in his sleeve trembled unnaturally, and responded in a low voice: "Yes." ”
Several other people were surprised to find that the humility that faced the captain Wang Chaoshi in the past had returned to Wu Liang's body.
Don't look at them as a team with a temporary surname, but they are also famous in the Adventurer Guild in Yanjing, otherwise how dare they all go to the Vatia Snow Mountain to do tasks with only the strength of the Great Sword Master, in which Wang Chao's experience plays a role in determining the surname.
Again, taking risks is not just about having strength.
Ling Xiao glanced at Wang Chao, this person was quite courageous, and said lightly: "Prepare ten golden needles and bring them." ”
"Golden needle?" Anya frowned slightly, glanced at Ling Xiao, and then asked, "What is a golden needle?"
"Uh......" Ling Xiao didn't expect that this world didn't even have the technique of acupuncture, after all, the memory of this body had no knowledge about medical skills, and he sighed lightly, Ling Xiao asked, "Where is there a place to make embroidery needles near here?"
"Embroidery needles? hahahaha. Wu Liang couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Could it be that you still want to embroider flowers?" After finishing speaking, he found that no one in the room was laughing, so he had to say sarcastically: "This is simply the saying of charlatans, needles can also cure diseases? What do you need a pharmacist like Anya to do?"
Although Anya was puzzled, looking at Ling Xiao's calm expression, she didn't dare to make a conclusion, and then thought about what the captain said, if it doesn't work, just try it. Thinking so in her heart, Anya said: "I know, there is a place nearby that specializes in making all kinds of needles, you can come with me." ”
Ling Xiao walked out the door with Anya, and Anya asked softly, "Can you really cure the boss's problem?" and smiled: "Don't be careful, I don't mean anything else, I just feel too surprised." ”
Women are very troublesome!" Ling Xiao twitched the corners of his mouth slightly: "If you believe it, you don't have to ask, if you don't believe it, it's useless to ask." ”
"You ......" Anya was choked, and said in her heart that this guy was really annoying to speak, and said coldly at the moment: "Kindness is treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, whatever you want, don't think that playing an adventurer is a fun thing." ”
Ling Xiao ignored her, as if the unknown little wildflowers blooming on the side of the road were more attractive than her, and the angry Anya was itching at all, but there was nothing she could do about Ling Xiao.
The two came to a shop specializing in making all kinds of needles, after Ling Xiao told the boss how to make it, he handed the boss two gold coins, in fact, he couldn't even use a gold coin to make ten gold needles, but Ling Xiao had no concept of money, so that just now he felt that a good gold coin was melted, and it was a very loser to make fine needles The boss smiled, a gold coin, he was enough for him to do a good business for a few days, and today he met a big customer!
It is worthy of being professionally made, and besides, gold is softer than other metals, and it does not need to be punched, so the boss quickly came out with a brocade box and handed it to Ling Xiao respectfully.
Ling Xiao opened it and saw that there were more than 20 gold needles as thin as a hair and about ten centimeters long, regardless of whether the boss was embezzling materials or not, he turned around and left.
Anya, who had just wanted to say something to remind Ling Xiao, rolled her eyes angrily and followed behind helplessly. I thought to myself, this guy not only doesn't understand the amorous feelings, but also a loser!
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In the room, there were only Ling Xiao and Wang Chao, and everyone else was kicked out.
Wang Chao looked at Ling Xiao a little nervously, even when facing the Chiyan Leopard, he had never been so nervous, as if there was something terrible hidden in the brocade box. It's no wonder that no one in this world has ever heard of healing with needles. Wang Chao can be considered very courageous to try bravely.
Especially when Ling Xiao took out a trembling, slender and long golden needle, Wang Chao, who couldn't change his face no matter how dangerous the environment was, couldn't help but twitch the muscles on his face, his eyes blinked a few times, and finally gritted his teeth: "Little Brother Ling, if you can cure my injury, Wang will be very grateful!"
Ling Xiao smiled, knowing that Wang Chao was just nervous, and said, "Okay, it's okay, close your eyes, just count dozens of numbers!"
Wang Chao's injury was on his left arm, but fortunately it wasn't his right arm, otherwise he might not even be able to use a layer of effort. The muscles on Wang Chao's left arm are obviously the result of years of exercise, and all the muscles are tense at the moment.
Ling Xiao gently patted Wang Chao's shoulder and said softly, "Relax." ”
Wang Chao felt that his spirit was suddenly relaxed, and his nervous heart calmed down unconsciously, and he silently recited ten numbers in his heart, but he didn't feel anything, until Ling Xiao's voice sounded: "Okay, you can open your eyes." ”
As soon as Wang Chao opened his eyes, he was stunned to find that there were more than a dozen shining gold needles floating on his left arm, as thin as hair, and they looked so obvious in a somewhat dimly lit room.
Wang Chao wondered in his heart, he didn't feel anything at all, how did he get into his arm?
Suddenly remembered that when Ling Xiao said to himself just now, "Relax", he seemed to relax all of a sudden, and he was suddenly shocked, could it be that this weak young man is a master of spiritual power?
Spiritual power is real in this continent, and the higher the level of swordsmanship cultivation, the purer and stronger the spiritual power becomes! But how could a young man who has not even cultivated as a swordsman be able to have a higher spiritual power than himself? He can actually hypnotize himself...... At this moment, Wang Chao was full of curiosity about Ling Xiao, a young man.
"This ...... Is this good?" Wang Chao looked at Ling Xiao in disbelief, the process was not as painful as he imagined, but it made him uneasy, because it was too simple!
"Wait, tell me about the Holy Mountain. Ling sat down in his chair calmly and said with a smile.
Ling Xiao's calmness infected Wang Chao, Wang Chao smiled in his heart, feeling that his mood was unstable, indeed, in the face of the temptation of strength recovery, I believe that no one can still maintain a calm and light bearing, right?
"The Holy Mountain is a very dangerous place, but also full of opportunities, there, you may be able to encounter a powerful demonic beast of the fifth or sixth order if you are not careful, and a team like ours is lucky to be able to escape. But in the same way, maybe as you walk, you can come across the corpses of fifth- and sixth-order demonic beasts, and their furs, skeletons, and crystal nuclei can all be sold for a very high price, especially the crystal nuclei of high-level demonic beasts. Wang Chao talked about the adventurous life, and the complicated emotions of gains and losses calmed down, with some spirit between his eyebrows, and he was obviously also a person with a story.