Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Silver Needle
Jiang Qi scratched his head when he heard this, he blocked his true qi and Xuan Qi, he was afraid that this old man had come into contact with people in the Xuan Cultivation Realm in his experience of a half-a-half.
But this also led to Jiang Qi revealing his most real physical state as an ordinary person.
And the old man Sun in front of him is a master who has been immersed in Yin medicine for 80 years, and he can't see that Jiang Qi is pretending to be a strange thing.
That's why Old Man Sun asked.
"There is a reason for the incident, please forgive the juniors for not saying more."
Jiang Qi lowered his head half-truthfully and said, in fact, it is not a lie, it is indeed for a reason.
"Even if there is a reason for it, you should not consume the kindness of others out of thin air."
Old Man Sun sighed and said, "My grandfather and I are also old friends, and I think I have the qualifications to educate you, so let's not make an example, how about it?"
The old man didn't ask Jiang Qi what was going on.
"There will never be a next time."
Jiang Qi obediently listened to the training.
"Knowing that mistakes can be corrected, and good is great."
Old Man Sun nodded with satisfaction, got up from the chair, and walked towards the front hall with his hands behind his back, while motioning for Jiang Qi to follow.
When he arrived at the consultation room, Jiang Qi found that Gu Qingyun was about to move the chair, as if he was going to reach something.
After seeing this, Old Man Sun shook his head helplessly and said, "Be careful, why do you have to keep an eye on the old man's heirloom every time you come?"
"Jiang Qi come and help, let you see the good things!"
After Gu Qingyun saw Jiang Qi, she put down her chair.
While instructing Jiang Qi to move the chair to a medicine cabinet, he said to Old Man Sun, "Oh, you know that I like this kind of old object."
"Why don't we, old man, have a discussion?"
"Pass it on to me, and I will inherit your mantle, and when I am old enough to adopt a child and give him the surname Sun. How's that?"
"Not very well."
The old man rolled his eyes and said, "The matter of marriage is humane and reasonable, not to mention the inheritance of the lineage, just to say that if you reach the age of the old man in the future, how lonely will you be without a caring person by your side?"
"If I really can reach your age, I can't be happy, where will I think about anything else?"
Gu Qingyun smiled. said to Jiang Qi, who had already climbed into the chair, "There is a sandalwood box on top of the medicine cabinet, just that, move it down."
When Jiang Qi heard this, he glanced at the top of the medicine cabinet, there was no dust, but it was very clean, as for the sandalwood box that the senior sister said
"Good fellow, golden silk nanmu for a box? Or is it a whole piece hollowed out to make a box?"
Jiang Qi smacked his lips, a little incredible, this is really a bit of a tyrant.
The box is not big, about the size of a human head, square, the surface is warm slurry, looking at that year, I am afraid it is not short.
Jiang Qi picked it up and pressed his hand heavily.
He got down from the chair with the box in his hand and handed it to Gu Qingyun next to him.
"Come on, let you open your eyes."
Gu Qingyun said and put the box on the table.
Jiang Qi also came over curiously, with this senior sister's family, it must be good to be called a good thing by her.
What's more, it looks like it's still an heirloom of Old Man Sun.
Gu Qingyun solemnly opened the box.
….
Inside is a jade box, which looks like it is also an antiquity, but how ancient it is, it is not something that Jiang Qi can distinguish.
But just looking at the jadeite material of this all-over glass species, it is a priceless object.
It's hard to imagine what kind of treasure it must contain to be worthy of such a precious box.
Gu Qingyun took out the jade box and opened it slowly.
Unexpectedly, it was not a treasure, but an earth-colored cloth roll, probably less than twenty centimeters long and the thickness of a baby's arm.
It's ordinary, one might even say
Unremarkable.
But Gu Qingyun's movements were more careful, and she slowly opened the cloth bag.
As the cloth roll opened, the contents came into view.
It's a pack of silver needles.
There are all kinds of silver needles, from the triangular needles of bloodletting to the thinnest and finest cow hair needles.
Moreover, this pack of silver needles looks old, some of them have been oxidized and blackened, but they just give people a very new and new feeling.
"How? You've seen it for a long time, haven't you?"
"Do you know what dynasty this is, and who used the silver needle?"
Gu Qingyun proudly touched Jiang Qi's arm.
But I found that my straight male junior brother was looking directly at the silver needle, and he didn't blink his eyes.
"Stunned?"
Gu Qingyun raised her hand and shook it in front of Jiang Qi.
Jiang Qi came back to his senses and said, "From the old man's surname, I can guess a little."
"I'm afraid this was used by Sun Simiao, the medicine king of the late Sui and early Tang Dynasties, right?"
"Well, isn't it shocking?"
Gu Qingyun affirmed Jiang Qi's answer on the side.
"Indeed."
Jiang Qi rubbed the corners of his eyes and nodded cooperatively.
He was indeed shocked, because on top of the silver needle, Jiang Qi saw a qi machine that was both familiar and unfamiliar.
It is a unique qi machine for the treasure of obsession.
In Jiang Qi's perspective, the silver needle in front of him was shining with turquoise light, and just by looking at it, he could feel the richness and refreshing vitality.
What is pinned on this should be Sun Simiao's obsession!
Jiang Qi glanced at it again and slowly withdrew his gaze.
Even if you have an obsession, it has nothing to do with you, this is the heirloom of the old man, and there is no reason for me to take it away, or keep it in my hands for a while.
Even if it really can, no one knows what Sun Simiao's obsession is, and they don't know how much time it will take to spend on it.
What if it is also an obsession similar to Su Shi's obsession and takes a lot of time to complete?
Therefore, Jiang Qi can only look at it.
"That's what my ancestors left behind."
Old Man Sun sighed nostalgically and said, "Originally, there was a volume of scriptures compiled by the ancestor himself along with this scroll of silver needles, although it is not a medical book, but for us descendants, it is also very precious."
"It's a pity that the children and grandchildren of later generations are not filial, and they were lost in the early Ming Dynasty."
Jiang Qi's expression moved when he heard this.
Sun Simiao is not only the king of medicine, but also a Taoist priest with high thoughts.
So, could it be Xuan Xiu?
When he first saw the silver needle, Jiang Qi was still unsure, but after hearing what Old Man Sun had just said, Jiang Qi was basically sure that Sun Simiao was also a Xuan Xiu.
And it has to be that kind of very strong metaphysical cultivation.
After all, Jiang Qi had only seen the ability of Li Chunfeng, who was the same age as Sun Simiao, some time ago.
It is outrageous that a single idea can be retained for thousands of years, or even laid out across thousands of years.
And if you compare the social status at that time, whether it is personal prestige or the seniority of the Daomen, Li Chunfeng called Sun Simiao's grandfather a high climb.
But there is no point in thinking about this, it is still the same sentence, Jiang Qi has no reason to get the silver needle from the old man.
And obsessed with this thing, Jiang Qi himself is not very persistent, and it can even be said that he wishes that there are fewer such objects, the better.
Three shifts starting tomorrow
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