Chapter 20: The Nine Mysterious Needles

Yebei ignored it, and after a short pulse diagnosis, he took out nine silver needles.

Zhang Qinglan drank coldly, "If you want him to die faster, just use it." ”

He has studied Chinese medicine for decades, and if he uses acupuncture at this time, he will definitely stimulate the flow of poisonous blood throughout the body to speed up, and he can hold on for a few more hours, and he will definitely die on the spot under acupuncture.

When Su Jianxi heard this, there was anger in her eyes, and she said coquettishly: "Yebei! My grandfather saved your life back then, and you don't need to repay him, but you can't hurt him like this! ”

Su Jianxi instantly regretted it, she knew that this was the case, she shouldn't have called him.

"Shut up!" Yebei snorted coldly.

After the diagnosis just now, the toxin has spread to the whole body, and all organs have failed.

And now, we can only wake up, but we can't save lives.

Su himself is already old, and with such a fatal blow, he only has a lifespan of seven days at most.

Yebei is full of grief and anger, if Su Jianxi informs him earlier, Su Lao will be cured.

Su Jianxi didn't know that she killed her grandfather for her own reasons, she was so anxious that she just wanted to save her grandfather, and sent her grandfather to the hospital as soon as possible.

Immediately, the nine silver needles rose without wind, suspended above the palm, and then with a wave of two fingers, the five silver needles quickly sank into the five acupuncture points, and the tail was faintly visible with a trace of true qi.

"Poof!!"

Su Wanshan spurted out a mouthful of black blood and kept panting.

Immediately afterwards, Yebei did not stop, and with a push of his palm, the remaining four stitches quickly sank into the remaining four places.

Nine silver needles entered the body, and all the pores of Su Wanshan's body slowly oozing out a black-brown liquid.

"This ...... This...... This is the Nine Mysterious Needles! Zhang Qinglan was shocked, when Yebei had just applied the five needles just now, he faintly felt a little familiar, and it was only now that he suddenly thought that this was the Nine Mysterious Needles that had been lost for many years!

The Nine Mysterious Needles were created by the ancient Holy Doctor Emperor Fu Mi, and he had heard his master mention it a long time ago.

One needle Kan one, two needles Kun two, three needles Zhen three, four needles Xun four, five needles in the middle palace, six needles dry six, seven needles to seven, eight needles Gen eight, nine needles from nine.

There are a total of nine needles, each of which has a different effect, and if the nine needles are applied at the same time, it is said that they can heal the flesh and bones of the dead!

It can be seen from these nine-needle formulas, but the corresponding acupuncture points are innate gossip, which is extremely difficult to solve, and his master has been working hard all his life to no avail.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the young man in front of him not only knew how to use it, but also was so fluent.

"Uh......"

With an extremely weak voice, Su Wanshan slowly opened his eyes.

"Grandpa!"

Seeing her grandfather wake up, Su Jianxi cried with joy.

Zhang Qinglan was shocked, drank a whole bottle of ten thousand dry grass, and was able to save it, this, this is simply snatching people back from the hands of the king of Hades!

"Su Lao." A trace of true qi floated in the palm of his hand, and Yebei gently helped Su Wanshan up.

True qi entered the body, Su Wanshan felt much better, leaned on the head of the bed, saw Yebei, and squeezed out a smile.

Yebei's eyes were slightly red, his face was full of guilt, and he said, "Old Su, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?" ”

How could Su Wanshan not hear the implication, Fu Yi smiled, and said: "There is a wish that has plagued me for many years. ”

The Su family manor at this time.

A number of people bowed their heads and were silent, each with their own little calculations in their hearts.

In the center of the hall, Su Wenxu sat in a wheelchair, closing his eyes and resting.

A few days ago, he was hit by Lu Zhongyuan, which made him unable to walk at all.

"Big brother, I heard that the uncle committed suicide by drinking medicine?"

The woman who spoke was named Su Min and was Su Wenxu's cousin.

"Is this still fake? cough cough ......" Su Wenxu clutched his chest and continued: "Jian Xi found it in the morning and personally sent the uncle to the hospital, I heard that he was already unconscious when he was sent there, alas, I don't know why the uncle can't think so much, and wants to drink paraquat." ”

"Paraquat!?"

The crowd was in an uproar.

Everyone knows that as long as you drink panparaton, you will definitely die, and there is no way back to heaven.

Immediately after that, groups of three or five whispered one by one.

Su Wenxu closed his eyes again to recuperate.

The sound of a car came from the gate of the manor, and everyone looked for prestige, only to see Yebei pushing Su Wanshan slowly.

The people hurried out to meet them.

"Uncle? Are you okay? Su Wenxu pushed the wheelchair violently, walked in the front, and asked first.

"yes, grandpa, are you alright?" The younger generations of the Su family asked one after another.

Su Wanshan's face was gloomy, swept over everyone's faces one by one, and finally fixed on Su Wenxu's face.

"Su Wenxu, my old man is not dead yet, are you surprised?" Su Wanshan's extremely cold gaze locked on the other party.

"Huh?" Su Wenxu lowered his head, his eyes dodged, "Uncle can come back safely, Wen Xu is happy and surprised." ”

"Huh!"

Su Wanshan sneered, "Happy? You wish my old man died quickly, in this case, no one will know that my old man was poisoned by you. ”

A word shook a thousand waves.

Everyone was stunned and looked at Su Wenxu one after another.

Everyone knows that Su Wanshan was poisoned by drinking paraquat, and the implication of Master Su's words is obvious, this poison was caused by you Su Wenxu.

Su Wenxu lowered his head, cold sweat kept breaking out, and he said hard: "Uncle, what do you mean by this?" ”

If Su Wanshan hadn't been unable to move at this time, he would have killed the well-dressed beast in front of him with his own hands.

"Zhong Xiong!" Su Wanshan let out a low voice.

Everyone was shocked, Zhong Xiong was invited by the Su family to worship, except for life-and-death matters, Master Su rarely called him.

Immediately after, the earth shook, and a huge figure more than two meters tall slowly appeared.

Some juniors gasped, they had always heard that the Su family had a martial artist to worship, and today was the first time they had seen it.

"Su Lao." Zhong Xiong's deep voice came, like thunder, and everyone covered their ears.

"Kill him." Su Wanshan raised his right hand with difficulty and pointed to Su Wenxu in front of him.

Zhong Xiong moved his muscles and bones, and the exploding muscles of his whole body made a burst of explosions.

He doesn't need to ask the reason, as a worship of the Su family, he uses people's money to eliminate disasters for others.

"Uncle, why are you killing me? I'm your nephew, what did I do wrong? Su Wenxu trembled.

Not to mention that he was in a wheelchair at this time, even if he was usually in good health, in front of Zhong Xiong, there was no chance of surviving at all.

At this time, he can only quibble, perhaps, there is still a glimmer of life.

"Why did you kill you? Good! Since you asked, then I will answer you, lest the Su family and people from the outside world say that I, Old Man Su, am crazy and kill my own people. ”

Su Wanshan said, his eyes were misty, faintly red, as if he remembered the old pain, his voice became slightly choked, and said: "Seven years ago, that car accident took the lives of my son and daughter-in-law, I thought it was an ordinary car accident, but I didn't expect it...... You're the murderer! ”

When everyone heard this, they were shocked.