Chapter 8: Talking about the events of the year, the magic hand can rejuvenate

Seeing the old madman coming towards him, he hurriedly prepared to give a salute, but before he could move, the old madman pointed at him and spoke first, "You, you, you put away the knife first, I'm cowardly, you scare me again." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info "I can't cry and laugh at night, I think you killed more than a dozen people in an instant, who is afraid of whom?" But I didn't dare to say it, so I had to obediently put the knife away, and then gave a deep salute, "Thank you seniors for saving your life, seniors for your great kindness, my senior brothers will never dare to forget, if your predecessors have ......."

Before he finished speaking, the old madman waved his hand impatiently, "What kind of seniors and juniors are very gracious, my mother-in-law and mother are annoyed when they hear it, you come over and help, this dead fat man will not detoxify him, and it will be troublesome to leave a little root of the disease." ”

Only then did he remember that his brother's poison had not yet been completely resolved, so he hurriedly bowed down and picked up Zhang Dequan, at this time Zhang Dequan had taken the old madman's pill and had woken up, but his face was still blue. Zhang Dequan struggled to open his mouth and said: "Much, thank you, seniors ......"

The old madman waved his hand angrily, "Thank you, uncle, thank you, you shut up for me, and I'll let you thank you enough when the poison is resolved." After speaking, he pointed to Mrs. Zhang and Crying Night, "You two will hold him for me", after speaking, he took out a roll of silver needles from the broken one and opened it, and there were dozens of long and thick ones. Don't look at this old madman dirty and sloppy, but this silver needle is shiny, and it can be seen that it is often disinfected and wiped. He pointed to the offering table again: "Little rabbit, you've been watching it for a long time, and you haven't seen enough, come out to help and bring me the half of the wax." ”

This time, Crying Night and Mrs. Zhang were stunned, not knowing who the old madman was talking to. I saw that the ruffle of the table moved, and a black, thin and thin child came out of it, it was Jiang Han.

I didn't recognize this child at night, and I was a little stunned, but Mrs. Zhang knew him, and she cried out in a lost voice: "Xiaohan, why are you here?"

Jiang Han smiled embarrassedly, just wanted to speak, saw the old madman kicking himself, and was about to scold again, so he hurriedly picked up the small half of the offering wax on the table, and handed it to the old madman while walking over, and replied to Mrs. Zhang: "Aunt Zhang, I'm here to ......."

The old madman glared at Jiang Han: "Shut up, I'll talk about it later." Jiang Han was so scared that he didn't dare to speak out at that time, although this old madman saved the lives of these people present, but this temper was too weird, so I still don't mess with him.

When I saw Jiang Han at night, I seemed to think of something, and said to Zhang Dequan and his wife in a low voice: "Senior brother and sister, please rest assured, the little third son was numb and dizzy by me and put it in a safe place, please don't worry about it." ”

When Zhang Dequan and his wife heard this, a stone in their hearts finally fell to the ground, and Mrs. Zhang wiped her tears and said: "Xiao Qi, senior sister really wants to thank you this time, my senior brother and I are such a lone seedling, woo woo woo woo ......"

Crying Night hurriedly said: "Where is the senior sister, the little third son is also my nephew, how can I see death and not save me, but these people are staring at me tightly, and they can only make the little third son faint first." Besides, when I was a child, my brothers and sisters took care of me and taught me martial arts, and my brothers and sisters treated me like a father and a mother. ”

Mrs. Zhang looked at the weeping night and nodded with satisfaction. Then he raised his head and looked at the old madman, and said softly: "Please seniors detoxify my husband." ”

The old madman nodded, took out the fire fold and lit half of the offering wax, put it aside, and instructed the two of them to help Zhang Dequan well, and after burning the gold needles on the fire, they inserted them into the acupuncture points around Zhang Dequan's body one by one, and dozens of gold needles were inserted, and Zhang Dequan's sweat suddenly came down. The old madman told the two of them in a straight way: "You two hold on, don't let him move, I'm going to start exercising to heal my wounds." Then he pointed at Jiang Han and said, "You stand far away and watch." ”

After finishing speaking, he sat down cross-legged, and his hands kept pointing at Zhang Dequan's meridians and acupoints, and every few clicks Zhang Dequan spurted out a mouthful of black blood, with a thick fishy smell, until the blood spurted out turned back to red, and the old madman got up. At this time, the old madman's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, and his whole body was already soaked with sweat, and it could be seen that the consumption was extremely high, and it seemed that this poison was not as easy to solve as he said before.

The old madman stood up, stretched out his hand and touched his body, I don't know where he found a wine gourd, pulled out the stopper and poured a few big mouthfuls, and scolded with a smile: "It seems that I have not been active for too many years, and my ability to save people has fallen a lot. ”

At this time, Zhang Dequan's face already had a trace of blood, and he struggled to speak: "Thank you seniors, ahem, seniors are very gracious, never forget, ahem, ahem......"

Mrs. Zhang and Weeping Night also hurriedly agreed, the old madman laughed, didn't say anything more, poured two sips of wine, turned around and pointed at Jiang Han and said, "Boy, go out and pick up some firewood and come back, I'm freezing to death, pick up the dry one." But when he spoke, he looked back at Zhang Dequan lying on the straw mat.

Jiang Han paused for a moment, then reacted, and hurriedly replied: "Ah, okay, I'll go right away." After saying that, he ran out of the temple gate.

The old madman looked at Jiang Han's back as he ran out, and scolded with a smile: "The ghost is clever." Then he ignored the others and drank to himself.

At this time, seeing that Zhang Dequan had been detoxified, Mrs. Zhang and Crying Night were relieved, Crying Night took off her coat and covered Zhang Dequan, turned around and gave another salute to the old madman, "The predecessors are noble, and the Crying Night is nothing to repay, dare to ask the seniors their names, why are they here today? ”

The old madman glared, "Why are you so boring, open your mouth and shut up with great kindness, don't mention this matter in the future, this is the way, saving you is just a hand, as for the name, you can just call me an old madman, anyway, everyone else calls me that." ”

Crying Ye showed an embarrassed look on his face, and said helplessly, "How dare you call your seniors indiscriminately, then how about I call my seniors Feng's seniors?"

The old madman laughed, "You kid is very good at doing things, whatever you want, you can call it whatever you want, don't be too old in this senior, I listen awkward, hurry up and take care of that dead fat man." ”

Weeping Ye bowed deeply to the old madman again, and just as he was about to turn around, he heard the old madman say: "I still have something to ask you, am I really a Taoist priest?"

Crying Ye almost didn't fall when he heard this, and he didn't dare to laugh, so he had to answer with a straight face: "According to the clothes of the seniors, the seniors are indeed a Taoist." ”

When the old madman heard this, he showed a sudden realization expression: "No wonder Lao Tzu feels unpleasant when he sees the bald donkey, it turns out that I am a Taoist priest." After speaking, he ignored the crying night, and drank wine alone.

Weeping Ye turned around and sat back next to Zhang Dequan. He turned around and asked Mrs. Zhang: "Senior sister, I happened to be on a mission when you and your senior brother betrayed the Night Hidden Tower, what the hell is going on?"

Mrs. Zhang sighed heavily: "Hey, this is really a long story. Then he brushed his somewhat messy hair with his hand, and then said, "You know, me and your senior brother, including you, our eighteen ghost envoys are all orphans adopted by the Night Hidden Mansion from all over the place. Yeyinlou adopted us and taught us martial arts. It is said that it is martial arts, but in fact, it is a variety of killing techniques, and at the age of eighteen, we can go to perform various assassination missions for the building. ”