Yan Qi ridiculed Tao Donghai: "If Tao Ji doesn't explain, he will lose his head. How can he still have a brain?"
"You..." Tao Donghai was so anxious that he was like an ant on a hot pot, spinning around.
"not good!"
Tao Donghai immediately ordered someone to find Jade.
Now, only Juddao can make it happen.
"Come here, get some pen and paper."
Yan Qi watched the Tao family run away in a panic and realized that Tao Donghai was looking for help.
It shouldn't be too late, the sooner the better, to avoid unnecessary complications.
Yan Qi called for someone to bring a pen and paper, put it in front of Tao Ji, and said, "Hurry up and write down the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate."
"This..." Tao Ji was still hesitating.
Yan Qi glanced at Leng Youxue.
Leng Youxue raised her eyebrows and said, "Here comes someone, give me fifty big blows."
Tao Ji begged: "Don't fight, don't fight."
Yan Qi asked: "Why don't you write it down soon?"
Tao Ji waved his hand: "My hands are a little numb, please let me take it easy."
Yan Qi blinked hard at Leng Youxue.
Leng Youxue waved her hand: "Hit me."
Bang bang bang!
Three sticks were thrown down.
"Oh, it hurts me to death." Tao Ji was in great pain: "Don't hit, don't hit."
Yan Qi said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, just slow down your hand first. When you recover, we won't fight."
day!
Tao Ji never thought that Yan Qi was so insidious and didn't even give him time to catch his breath.
He originally thought about delaying it for a while, but now looking at it, he has no chance at all, otherwise, wouldn't he be beaten to death?
Tao Ji thought clearly and begged for mercy: "Don't hit, don't hit, my hand has softened. I can write now. Isn't it okay to write now?"
He grabbed the writing brush and quickly wrote the mantra.
"One needle will hit two Shaoshang people, three needles will hide the whitening of Shiling Liang; five needles will rejuvenate the pulse and six winds, seven needles will make the cheeks and eight Chengjiang; nine needles will help the palace, ten will star, eleven will make the fire strong; twelve will There is no need to be busy with Hui Yin, the base of Thirteen’s tongue is in the center.”
Tao Ji pushed the written formula: "It's written. Can you let me go now?"
"I don't think it's useful. If you want to see it, Mr. Hua will come to see it."
Yan Qi came to see Hua Wuyi.
Hua Wubing read it carefully and nodded: "It's correct."
Tao Ji said pitifully: "Can you let me go now?"
Hua Wubing changed the topic: "However, this is just a formula, and there is also a method of application. There is only a formula, but no method of application. Isn't it like a mirror, a flower in the water, and the moon, everything is illusory?"
Yan Qi nodded.
Fortunately, Hua Wubing is here, otherwise, who can distinguish such a professional thing?
Yan Qi looked at Tao Ji coldly: "You actually cheated? You can deceive me, but can you deceive Mr. Hua? In the eyes of Mr. Hua, your little skills are just the level of a primary school student. Hurry up and apply it I will tell you the truth honestly. If I make any mistakes, I will take care of them with a big stick."
Tao Ji had no choice but to write out the application method.
"The Renzhong point is located at the junction of the upper one-third and the lower two-thirds of the middle nasal groove. Acupuncture method: diagonally insert three inches from bottom to top..."
Hua Wubing immediately shook his head: "Three inches into the philtrum at an angle? No, no, the philtrum point is thin. Penetrating too deeply can easily cause epilepsy! This number is definitely wrong."
Tao Ji quibbled: "That's right, it's just three inches."
Hua Wubing shook his head: "It definitely can't be three inches."
Yan Qi yelled: "Hit me."
Bang bang!
A few more sticks were thrown down.
Tao Ji wailed in pain: "I remembered wrongly, it didn't stab the person three inches diagonally, but one inch."
Hua Wubing said again: "Not even an inch is wrong. An inch of human body can only cure cold hands and feet, but it cannot cure epilepsy."
Tao Ji was about to cry when he heard this.
Yan Qi chuckled: "Keep beating, be more harsh."
A few more sticks went down.
One stick was so hard that it broke Tao Ji's thigh.
Tao Donghai was anxious: "Hey, what are you doing? You can't abuse the criminal law? What you do is simply giving in."
Yan Qi was too lazy to pay attention to him and stared at Tao Ji with a cold look on his face: "Tell me, how much penetration does it take?"
Tao Ji was in pain: "Two inches."
Hua Wubing began to hesitate again.
Tao Ji was frightened to death, fearing that Hua Wubing would say something wrong again, so he begged repeatedly: "I didn't lie to you, it really penetrated two inches. Don't hit me. Don't hit me."
Hua Wubing pondered for a moment, calculated for a while, and nodded: "Everything is correct."
Yan Qi chuckled: "Come on, Tao Ji, continue talking about other acupoints. Remember, you have to be good, otherwise, your legs will not be saved and you will be disabled."
Tao Ji originally thought that by making up some random data, 30% true and 70% false, he could get away with it.
Anyway, only you know the formula and usage of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate. Whatever he says is what it is.
But I didn't expect that Hua Wubing was so perverted.
As long as Tao Ji said something wrong, Hua Wubing would immediately notice it.
There was no way around it. Although Hua Wubing didn't know how to use the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate, his research on acupuncture was by no means inferior to Tao Ji's.
He didn't know the specific acupuncture methods of the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate, but if Tao Ji was wrong, he would find out immediately.
As the saying goes, if one method can be used, all methods can be used.
When one reaches the level of a peerless doctor like Hua Wubing, there is no grain in his eyes. It is impossible to deceive him about medicine.
Tao Ji was still thinking of being 30% true and 70% false, but with Hua Wubing supervising him, even if it was 90% true and 70% false, he couldn't do it.
Hua Wubing will find out immediately if he makes even the slightest mistake.
Then, there was Yan Qi's cold laughter.
Then, he swung his killing stick and beat him to pieces.
Tao Ji had no choice but to put away his cleverness.
How miserable.
Tao Ji had no choice but to tell all the formulas and application methods.
Hua Wubing read it carefully three times, nodded with a smile, and said to Yan Qi: "There is absolutely no mistake."
"Very good."
Yan Qi waved to the doctors: "Now do you believe that you can learn the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate at Gewuyuan?"
The doctors cheered and cheered, it was so lively.
"Jia Fuyin has arrived."
A team rushed in.
Tao Donghai hurriedly greeted him: "Lord Fu Yin, Leng Youxue has been beaten into a trap. Please seek justice for me. And Yan Qi, he is an accomplice. No, Yan Qi is the mastermind. He is the mastermind."
Jia Dedao looked at Yan Qi coldly.
Yan Qi looked indifferent and didn't take it seriously.
In Suzhou, Yan Qi and Zhao Qing sat down equally and talked about the situation. They even took off their shoes and clothes at Zhao Qing's home and chatted with each other.
He wasn't even afraid of Zhao Qing's official authority, so how could he be afraid of Juadao?
Jiade's stern eyes swept across Yan Qi's face. He did not stop Yan Qi, but stared at Leng Youxue: "You are punished for no reason. What crime should you deserve?"
Leng Youxue said nothing.
The behavior just now was indeed a bit wild.
If we really want to pursue it, it will definitely be wrong.
Yan Qi chuckled: "What's wrong with using punishment but not using punishment? Who said that punishment should be used?"
Tao Donghai shouted loudly: "I said you would use the punishment. I saw it with my own eyes."
Yan Qi stared at Tao Donghai: "Who will be tortured?"
Tao Donghai pointed at Tao Ji: "You tortured Tao Ji. Look, Tao Ji's legs are broken. This is the evidence."
Jia Dedao asked coldly: "Leng Catcher, Yan Qi, what else do you have to say?"
