Plum Blossom Villa has been established for more than 500 years and has a rich heritage, and the collection of books is all-encompassing. On the first floor of the library building are some books on the customs and customs of the rivers and lakes, which are collected into a book by what the disciples have seen and heard when they traveled abroad. Plum Blossom Villa requires every disciple who returns from traveling abroad to report what he has seen along the way, and if there is anything peculiar, it will be recorded in the book and hidden on the first floor for the disciples to read and increase their knowledge. Disciples who report can also be rewarded.

The second-floor collection is the entry-level boxing, palming, swordsmanship and some disciples' practice experience of the Plum Blossom Villa.

The third layer is to collect and practice books on the inner strength, the mind and the light body.

The fourth floor is a number of other sect martial arts.

The fifth floor is a book on medicine.

Above the sixth floor, only the elders of the village owner can enter, and there are two disciples guarding it, which is the forbidden area of the Plum Blossom Villa.

Feng Yang, who climbed five floors, sat on the floor and gasped for breath.

Mei'er slapped her palm on Feng Yang's shoulder and said with a smile: "After only a few floors, you are so tired that you are like a dog on the ground." ”

"Miss, I've just recovered from a serious injury, you don't carry me up and still make fun of me over there, do you have a conscience!" Feng Yang sat on the ground panting in protest.

"If you want me to carry you, are you still not a man?" Mei'er looked at Feng Yang with disdain from the corner of her eye.

Feng Yang was just about to speak, and a voice came from his ear: "It is forbidden to make an uproar in the library building." ”

Feng Yang turned his head to look and found that there were two villa disciples sitting on the side of the stairs upstairs reading books, and he couldn't help muttering: "These two are really studious." Everyone else went to the martial arts training ground to watch the battle, and they were still reading books here. He didn't know that these two disciples were guarding the sixth or seventh floor and couldn't go away.

"Okay, you're not looking for books, just look for them. Mei'er lowered her voice and said to the side.

Feng Yang got up from the ground and walked to the bookshelf, and he didn't forget to greet Mei'er: "You can also help find it, it is a book on acupuncture points and meridians." ”

I saw that the shelves were full of books, but I didn't know where to find them, and I stood there in a daze.

"There is a label on the rack for fools. Mei'er saw the wind and stood in front of the shelf.

Feng Yang found that the shelves were labeled and classified in detail. Awkwardly, he walked to the bookshelf with the 'Acupuncture Medical Sutra' and rummaged through it.

Feng Yang only turned to the book with the acupuncture point meridian diagram in the book and took it aside, and after a while, more than ten volumes were piled up, and Mei'er couldn't help asking, "Do you want to take all of this with you?"

"Yes. "Feng Yang's hand has not stopped, and he is still rummaging.

Mei'er really couldn't see it, so she stretched out her hand to block Feng Yang's movements and said, "Can't you finish reading and then change it?" It's not troublesome to bring so much at once, and you don't need to read it in one day. ”

Feng Yang thought about it and made sense, so he took a few copies casually, put the rest back on the bookshelf and said, "I'll take these books back, and I'll change them after reading them." In fact, he didn't know what books he wanted to read, but he hoped to find a way to heal the damage to his meridians in the books.

"Alright, let's go back. Feng Yang beckoned Mei'er to walk downstairs.

After a while, she returned to the small attic, Mei'er walked to the tea table and boiled the water, and washed the tea set while talking: "In the afternoon, I took a small half catty of 'Biluochun' from the owner's side, let's try it." ”

"You stole the owner's tea?" Feng Yang asked with some surprise.

"Did I steal it? It was given by the owner, and yesterday my wife told me to go to her to get the 'big red robe'. But the 'big red robe' didn't taste good, so I didn't go over to get it. Mei'er said with a spirit.

"So good?" Feng Yang was a little skeptical.

"The owner and the lady are very good to you. When the owner of the village first brought you to the village, you were covered in blood and unconscious, and my wife and I were here to take care of you, and the lady did not go back to retreat until your injuries stabilized. ”

"I don't know. Feng Yang touched his head and wondered.

"Of course you don't! How could you know when you were unconscious. By the time you wake up, Madame is already in retreat. ”

"Oh. Come with me and thank my aunt. Feng Yang stood up and pulled Mei'er to go out.

Mei'er slapped away Feng Yang's hand and said, "Don't be in a hurry at this time, besides, it's not too early to say that it's not too early, wouldn't it be better to wait until tomorrow morning." ”

Seeing that Feng Yang was still standing there, he continued, "You read the book for a while." The water is going to boil, I'll make you tea later. Mei'er took the book and put it in Feng Yang's hand.

Feng Yang also felt a little impatient when he heard Mei'er say this, and put the book in his hand on the table. I didn't look at it carefully in the library just now, so I didn't know the title of the book, but I also knew the content of the record.

Feng Yang took the top book made of sheepskin as a book cover and opened it with "Acupuncture Records" written on it. I saw that what was recorded in the book was only the selection of needles for acupuncture, the technique of applying needles, and the content of taking and identifying acupoints, and there were no medical prescriptions. Disappointed, he closed the book and threw it on the table.

"What's wrong?" asked Mei'er, puzzled.

"I got it wrong, it's just a book about needles and acupuncture points. ”

"Do you know how to use needles and acupuncture points for acupuncture?"

"I don't, does it matter?" Feng Yang couldn't understand why Mei'er asked this.

"You don't know how to use needles and acupuncture points, so what's the use of seeing the medical cases for treating the disease. ”

It makes sense to think about it, and I picked up the "Acupuncture Record" again and read it carefully.

Feng Yang's talent is very high, and he has the ability to remember. After a while, I read it again, and I could basically comprehend it, closed the book and looked up at Mei'er and said, "Can you help me find a set of silver needles and a piece of raw meat with skin." ”

"Silver needle, raw meat with skin, what are you going to do?" Mei'er looked puzzled.

"I'm going to practice needles with raw meat. ”

"Hehe, I thought you wanted to eat barbecue. He smiled awkwardly.

"I always think about food all day long, aren't you afraid of becoming a pig?"

"Wow, you've just become a pig. Mei'er stomped her feet over there.

Feng Yang looked at it with a smile on his face.

"Look at what, the tea is cold and you can't drink it quickly. Mei'er had already made tea and put it on the table next to Feng Yang, and she didn't bother when she saw that he was fascinated, and it was just right to use it to divert the embarrassment.

"The tea is cool and delicious," he said, his eyes still resting on Mei'er.

"I won't tell you, it's not early in the morning, I'll go to the kitchen to see if the meal is ready?" Saying that, he ran out with a cigarette.

Feng Yang retracted his eyes, and then opened the "Acupuncture Record" to study the needle application technique and the depth of the needle into the acupoint......

In the evening, Mei'er walked towards the small attic with a food box in her left hand and a plate of pork in her right hand. Seeing the dark lights in the building, he couldn't help but scold: "It's dark boy, what are you doing without lighting the lights?"

Seeing no response, Mei'er walked quickly into the attic, only to see Feng Yang sitting on a chair at the tea table with his hands propped up. Hurriedly stepped forward and put down the things in his hand, touched Feng Yang's forehead and asked, "What's wrong, it's uncomfortable there?"

I saw Feng Yang open his eyes and block Mei'er's hand and asked blankly, "What's wrong?"

"You're not comfortable there?" asked Mei'er.

"I'm not sick. ”

"Then why are you sitting with your eyes closed? ”

"Oh. I was thinking about how to apply needles just now, but I didn't hear you call me. ”

"How's it going, how do you understand?" asked Mei'er with concern.

"It's okay. Oh, by the way, did you find the silver needle for me?" Feng Yang asked, looking up.

Mei'er took out a small silver box from her arms and handed it to Feng Yang, pointed to the pork on the plate and said, "I'll bring you both silver needles and raw meat, you can wait and play slowly." ”

"Thank you, Sister Mei'er. Feng Yang took the small silver box and thanked him.

"Okay, thank you for not needing, just know that I'm good to you. As he spoke, he walked over and lit the lamp. Turning around, he took the food out of the food and put it away, and said to the wind: "Come and eat, you can practice your acupuncture when you are full." ”

"Well, okay. "Come over and have dinner with Mei'er.

Feng Yang poured the rice into his stomach in a few clicks, wiped his mouth, and sat down at the tea table excitedly, took out the silver and tied it up with the raw pork.

Mei'er continued to chew slowly, eating her meal and nibbling on the meat. Quietly filled his stomach, collected a plate of dishes and chopsticks and sent it back to the kitchen.

Feng Yang thought that it was easy to prick the needle, so he picked up the silver needle and stabbed it at the pork, but he always bent the silver needle and failed to pierce the meat. Changing from a slender silver needle to the thickest and shortest silver needle still failed to penetrate the flesh smoothly. couldn't help but be a little annoyed, dropped the silver needle and poured a glass of water, while drinking the water, opened the "Acupuncture Record" and carefully looked at the needle technique.

After looking at it for a while, I thought about it for a while, and then picked up the needle and tried to prick it on the pork, and finally succeeded in piercing it into the meat with a cup of tea. He let out a long breath and stood up and was about to raise his arms and shout, but he found that Mei'er was sitting next to him with a pair of big eyes looking at him at some point, and couldn't help but freeze over there with a strange expression.

"Haha......" Mei'er couldn't help but block her mouth with one hand in front of her mouth when she saw Feng Yang's strange shape, and pointed at Feng Yang with the other and laughed.

Feng Yang came back to his senses with laughter, nudged Mei'er, who was laughing, and said, "What's so funny, when will you come back?" Scared me. ”

Mei'er laughed breathlessly, and couldn't answer without breathing.

"If you still laugh, if you laugh again, I'll beat you. Feng Yang was a little annoyed and embarrassed.

"Hee...... I..... Don't laugh, hee......"

Feng Yang stared at Mei'er fiercely, picked up the silver needle and practiced.

Mei'er finally couldn't hold back her laughter, added some charcoal to the small stove, and lit a fire to boil water. From time to time, she squinted at the wind and raised the corners of her mouth twitched a few times. Fortunately, Feng Yang just looked at the book quietly, otherwise it would be difficult not to laugh out loud.

For a moment, all that was left in the attic was the 'sizzle' of boiling water.

After a while, the water boiled, Mei'er made tea, and sent it to Feng Yang and said, "Take a break, drink a cup of tea, and practice later." ”

Feng Yang picked up the tea and took a sip, looked up at Mei'er and said, "You can sleep here tonight, and accompany me to say hello to my uncle and aunt in the evening." ”

"Go, I don't want to sleep here!, how can a lonely man and a widow sleep in the same room?" said Mei'er, blushing.

"You didn't sleep here before, why can't you now?"

"You couldn't get out of bed then! Mei'er explained.

"What's the difference?" asked Feng Yang, puzzled.

"If I say it's different, it's different! Mei'er said shyly, stomping her foot into a wisp of green shadow and slipping out of the attic.

"This stinky girl is like this again, she slipped away in the middle of her words. When I have martial arts, I won't be surnamed Feng if I don't catch you. For this goal, Feng Yang continued to practice his acupuncture......