Turning his head, he looked at Uncle Ya: "I can only say that this energy is quite docile in his body, and it won't bother him for a while."
"This..." Ji Canghai looked at me and asked in a low voice, "Is there any necessary connection between this?"
"Of course." Master Huo poked my belly with a stick: "The more Yang energy meets Yin energy, the stronger the reaction will be."
Hearing what he meant, this inexplicable energy in my body was like a time bomb.
One day it doesn't go as planned, and it has to be tortured to death?
After a pause, Master Huo turned to look at me again: "Your Dantian is more than twice as big as an ordinary person's."
"Besides, I've already pressed your Yin Jiao point. You are a boy. Now that your yang energy is too strong, you must not get angry."
Uncle Ya pondered for a moment and then asked: "He was struck by lightning a few days ago, does it matter?"
Master Huo tilted his head and smiled: "Which angle do you want to explain it from?"
"Scientifically speaking, lightning strikes will indeed change certain magnetic fields in the human body. Some will last for a while, and some will last a lifetime."
"Go and look online, there are a lot of things like this."
Master Huo hesitated: "However, his problems cannot be explained by science."
"Yes." Uncle Ya responded: "The end of science is metaphysics."
"Who's here?" He held his forehead with one hand and murmured, "Let me think about it!"
Suddenly, Master Huo slapped his thigh: "Tao Jinghong, have you heard of this guy?"
Mr. Tao was born in the Northern and Southern Dynasties and was known as the Prime Minister of the Mountains. According to legend, if you go up the mountain, you will be a god, and if you go down the mountain, you can rule the world.
How could you not know about such a well-known figure?
"Tao Jinghong has been struck by lightning before!"
Master Huo lowered his voice mysteriously: "It is said that he was meditating in the mountains and was struck by lightning for no reason."
"As a result, I wrote a complete set of fairy music that night."
It's hard to say whether Mr. Tao was struck by lightning.
But all the names and appearances of the gods that we can currently access are indeed written by him.
In other words, without Mr. Tao, there would be no later Taoism.
Uncle Ya looked down at me: "But there is nothing strange about this kid after he was struck by lightning."
"wrong!"
I almost blurted out, and Uncle Ya and others immediately turned their attention to me.
"A few days ago, Ji Canghai and I went to Jingzhai. Before I even met the evil ghost, it was gone!"
"Besides, Chu Yi also said that I have a strange kind of fire in me!"
Mr. Huo banged the pipe of his pipe and said, "Everything is right!"
"If you say so, your disciple is very lucky!"
Uncle Ya was stroking his beard with one hand, and his tone was not so excited, but full of worry.
"This thing is so illusory, I always feel it's not that reliable."
Master Huo also nodded in agreement: "If you want to confirm, you can only try."
"Try it?" Uncle Ya was a little unsure: "That would still be dangerous."
I am lying in bed now, feeling like a terminally ill patient being watched and studied.
"Okay, let's try it."
Uncle Ya didn't need to say anything, so I agreed first.
I'd rather risk a definite answer than be on tenterhooks here.
Uncle Ya's eyes fell on me and he murmured: "If you want to try it, you should go to a place with strong yin energy, right?"
"right."
Master Huo gave a definite answer: "The heavier the yin energy, the greater his reaction."
I turned around, put on my clothes, and bowed deeply to Master Huo: "Thank you for your advice."
"Hahaha."
He smiled brightly and said, "Just ask your master to reimburse me for hiring people to irrigate the fields."
The mystery surrounding me has finally come to a rough conclusion.
For the rest, just try it slowly.
Uncle Ya saw Master Huo off and then came back. After asking around, I found out who Master Huo was.
This Master Huo is called Huo Bapi, not because of how cruel this man is.
But in order to save someone, he once peeled off half of the person's skin without anesthesia and pulled out the poisonous needles that had penetrated into the bones.
This incident made him famous in the world.
Later, according to himself, all the meridians in the human body were in his brain.
The small wooden stick he used to treat me was his only tool for medical consultation.
Later, due to many things, Master Huo chose to retire.
This time, Uncle Ya personally took action and went to the next county to personally pick up the person.
I can't help but feel a little sad. There are so many talented people in this world.
