Seeing that the corners of my mouth suddenly turned up, Li Di gently pressed it to my ear, and asked quietly, "Changsheng, have you thought of any way?" ”

I bowed my head slightly, kept my eyes on the pillar, and asked aloud, "Is there a needle?" ”

Originally, I asked if there were any silver needles, but I didn't expect Zhu Ziye to raise his chin indifferently and pick it up at the table next to him.

There is a sewing basket there.

I walked over and rummaged through a few times, and found only a pack of sewing needles except for a pile of rotten cloth.

"That's ......," I hesitated.

"Just use this." Master Zhu said lightly, with a playful tone.

I opened the needle pack, counted thirteen, and said, "In this way, please go to the bed and lie down, and I will apply the needle." ”

As if he wanted to see what I was trying to do, he stood up very cooperatively, walked into the room, and lay down.

I pinched the sewing needle and followed, my palms sweating.

This is my last hole card, and if it doesn't force him out, then I really don't have a curse to read.

Li Di followed behind me, looking anxious, and asked me in a low voice, "What kind of acupuncture do you want to perform?" ”

"Thirteen stitches from the ghost gate." I whispered back.

When Li Di heard this, he nodded as if he didn't understand.

The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate is the most special set of acupuncture techniques.

Other acupuncture methods are all for the treatment of patients and are aimed at people, but this set of acupuncture methods is used to treat ghosts.

Of course, this "cure" is not a "cure" for curing diseases.

I have to interject here.

In reality, we often hear that some people suffer from madness, which is what Western medicine calls mental illness.

This disease is difficult to cure, and it always comes and goes, no matter how big the hospital you go to, no matter how good the doctor you see, you can't always cure it.

In fact, most of this disease is caused by the possession of ghosts and evil spirits, and it only takes thirteen needles from the ghost gate to cure it.

As for why I know this secret stitch method, there is another reason.

In the north of Jinyi City, there is an old Chinese medicine doctor surnamed Hu, who treats people with skin diseases all the year round, and at the same time, he also has a stunt, that is, to treat madness.

He knew Xu Yuanzhi well, so I also got to know him.

The thirteen needles of the ghost gate are the unique secret of his family.

His family has been practicing medicine for generations, and his reputation is far and wide, relying on the means of single-handedly treating madness.

It's just that while his family passed down this peerless secret skill, they also left a set of rules, that is, things can't be done.

Specific to their house, that is, when the needle is applied, the ghost door must be slowly pierced one by one, and when the ghost can no longer bear the begging for mercy, he will stop.

In this way, the person who gives the needle will then become a peacemaker, ask about the front edge of the debt, persuade the ghost to leave, or ask the sick to make some merit for the ghost to help them take care of their life as soon as possible.

But when it came to Dr. Hu, he didn't believe in evil, he felt that people and ghosts had different paths and should not interfere with each other.

Since the ghost dares to possess and harm people, he must completely kill them all so as not to cause trouble again in the future.

Therefore, every time I go to the patient's home for treatment, I will first point at the patient's nose and scold, and then take out a silver needle.

Where could ordinary ghosts and evil people withstand such ferocious methods, but they didn't have time to beg for mercy, and they had already been stabbed to death by him.

There is a way that I often walk by the river, and there is no one who does not get my shoes wet.

Once, this Dr. Hu met an extremely powerful master.

It was a female patient, twenty-seven or eighteen years old, who had been wounded by love, and had become insane, and very manic.

When he was sick, sometimes he climbed to the roof of the house to worship the moon, sometimes he tore and ate the chicken alive, and sometimes he ran out naked......

His family also asked monks to chant scriptures and Taoist priests to practice for this matter, but they were all useless.

Finally, I heard about Dr. Hu and came over.

When Dr. Hu saw the patient, he immediately asked seven or eight strong men to suppress him, and then he gave the needle fiercely.

After the five injections, the patient began to beg for mercy and asked Dr. Hu to let him go, saying that he would never dare again.

For such things, Dr. Hu has long been accustomed to it, and he doesn't care at all, his hands don't stop, and the silver needles fly.

When the twelfth needle was finished, the thing in the patient's body was desperate, and cried out, "Today you will put me to death and destroy my ways, and I will never let you go, and I curse that among your children and grandchildren, there will be a demented and insane person in every generation." ”

In the face of such a vicious curse, Dr. Hu was not moved at all, sneered, and directly stabbed the thirteenth needle into the patient's tongue, directly breaking the thing.

At that time, Dr. Hu was still very young, and his wife was pregnant.

Half a year later, his wife gave birth to a son, who was no abnormal.

Dr. Hu was happy, thinking that the evil nonsense was even more ruthless since then.

Two years later, his wife gave birth to a son, and when he was two years old, he found out that he was an idiot, and many famous doctors could not cure him.

Although Dr. Hu was suspicious, he thought it was more of a coincidence.

It wasn't until twenty years later, when his eldest son got married, and the following year gave birth to a son, who was also a fool, that Dr. Hu realized that the curse had really come true.

At that time, Dr. Hu had already met Xu Yuanzhi.

Once, he came to my house to talk to Xu Yuanzhi about this matter, and he was still indignant: "I treat diseases and save people, which can be regarded as conforming to the will of heaven and doing good deeds and accumulating virtues, why did I suffer such misfortune?" Why did the Venerable Master curse me when he was in turmoil? ”

Xu Yuanzhi said: "It's because you are too mean to the ghosts and gods and kill innocents indiscriminately." All beings are equal, demons and ghosts are all fateful like us, and their human sins will not lead to death, and if you are all pierced to death with a needle, this will hurt the heavens and the peace. ”

After listening to Xu Yuanzhi's words, Dr. Hu went home to reflect on it, and a few days later he came to my house with an ancient book and handed it to Xu Yuanzhi, saying that he had practiced medicine all his life, but he violated the ancestral teachings of his ancestors, killed many demons and ghosts, and also harmed his own children and grandchildren.

He also said that he would let Xu Yuanzhi find someone who was destined to give the book to him.

The book was later donated by Xu Yuanzhi to the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Before the donation, the book had been sitting in my house for a long time, and I had read it countless times out of curiosity.

So, the thirteen ghost caves, I still remember.

Now I use it, I hope that these thirteen stitches can pierce the things in the body of the pillar master.

Looking at Zhu Ziye again, he was lying quietly with his eyes slightly closed at this time, waiting for me to administer the needle.

The thirteen needles of the ghost gate must be applied in order.

I twisted a needle and slowly pierced it into the ghost palace point on the nose of the pillar master.

During this process, I have been carefully observing the expression of the pillar master.

However, he didn't even move his eyelashes.

Then, I picked up a needle and plunged it into the ghost letter hole on his thumb.

Lord Zhu still didn't react.

Undeterred, I continued to administer the needle.

Ghost base, ghost heart, ghost road......

It wasn't until I stabbed the ghost pillow under the back of his head that I keenly noticed that Zhu Ziye's brow twitched.

Finally there was a reaction, and it seems that I was right.