Yu Huo smiled awkwardly, as if he didn't expect to be asked so carefully by Liu Tie.
He thought quickly and then replied: "You know, journalists are a generalist profession and need to understand all kinds of knowledge and information. When I do certain investigations, I need to have an in-depth understanding of certain specific fields. That includes acupuncture.”
Liu Tie raised his eyebrows. Yu Huo's answer seemed reasonable. He asked again: "Then can you explain to me the principle of acupuncture?"
Yu Huo cleared his throat and began to explain: "Acupuncture is an ancient medical technique in China. It enhances the body's self-healing ability by stimulating acupuncture points on the human body. Acupuncture points are special points in the body that are connected with various organs of the body. It has a close connection with the system, and through acupuncture, we can adjust the balance of the body and cure some diseases."
Liu Tie was fascinated by what he heard. He had never been exposed to acupuncture before and was full of curiosity. He couldn't help but ask: "Then can you cure all diseases?"
Yu Huo smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Acupuncture is not a panacea. It can only treat some specific diseases. Moreover, it requires professional doctors to operate it, otherwise it may be dangerous."
The conversation between the two of them was heard by Huang Yingge on the side. She came over and asked curiously: "Are you talking about acupuncture? Do you know that I study Chinese medicine?"
Yu Huo was stunned for a moment, then smiled happily: "Really? That's great. Captain Liu seems to be very interested in this area and I can ask you some questions."
"you……!"
The appearance of Huang Yingge instantly rescued Yu Huo, and Yu Huo climbed along the pole and turned around to leave, leaving Liu Tie unwilling but unable to do anything about Yu Huo.
"Sliding away faster than a rabbit. When I look at him, I feel like there is something wrong with me."
Seeing that Liu Tie was a little angry, Huang Yingge came to Liu Tie attentively and comforted her tenderly: "Don't be angry. Your body needs to rest. It's not worth getting angry to ruin your body. If he doesn't say anything, there might be something wrong with him." It’s hard work.”
Liu Tie frowned and looked at Huang Yingge with a puzzled look on his face, "What could be his reason? Unless he did something shameful."
Huang Yingge giggled after hearing this. When she laughed, her eyes were curved like crescent moons, full of feminine tenderness. She said considerately: "Don't make random guesses. Everyone has their own secrets. Don't Treat someone who fought alongside you like a prisoner, right?"
Huang Yingge's reminder made Liu Tie realize his mistake. Huang Yingge was right. He couldn't force Yu Huo to tell him the truth just because he was a policeman, and he was too high-minded, like interrogating a prisoner.
"It seems that my old habit of occupational disease has happened again."
Liu Tie, who felt he was wronged, touched the back of his head stupidly, but found that the moment he raised his hand, he pulled his injured arm. He screamed in pain, which made Huang Yingge beside him feel distressed and funny at the same time.
Seeing Liu Tie screaming, Huang Yingge hurriedly came over, gently touched his arm, and asked with concern: "Did you pull the wound?"
Liu Tie smiled bitterly and said, "It's okay, it's just that my arm hurts a little."
Huang Yingge looked up at Liu Tie, her eyes full of tenderness and care. She knew that Liu Tie was a very responsible person, but if he always fought so desperately, something would happen to his body sooner or later.
"Captain Liu, you also need to take care of yourself."
Huang Yingge gently continued, "Don't be so desperate all the time. Your body is also important."
Liu Tie took a deep breath. He knew that Huang Yingge was right. He had been giving for others, but neglected his own body. He decided to take good care of himself and stop letting people around him worry about him.
"Thank you for the reminder, I will pay attention."
Liu Tie said with a smile.
Huang Yingge also responded with a smile. She knew that Liu Tie was a trustworthy person, and the emotions between them, at this moment, unknowingly heated up rapidly.
It was late at night, but the two of them were still sitting under the lamp, talking and laughing.
The moonlight poured in through the window, casting a layer of silvery light on their faces. Their laughter echoed in the silent night, seeming to dispel the darkness and bring warmth and light.
They didn't have much intersection, they just faced the crisis of Meicheng's almost fall, but at this late night moment, they shared each other's past and present.
The narrator's words float in the air, and the listeners listen attentively and then integrate their own stories into those words. Their laughter is sometimes crisp, sometimes deep, and always full of life and vitality.
They talked about the trivial matters of life and laughed endlessly. Their smiles looked even brighter in the dim light. Their conversation was like an endless movement, flowing with harmony and joy. They found resonance in their conversation and used their laughter to express their laughter. Express your love for life.
The night outside is getting darker and darker, but the indoor lights illuminate their faces, making their smiles brighter. Their laughter echoes in the night sky, like stars twinkling in the dark night, and their conversations are still going on. Continue, those words streak across the night sky like shooting stars, burning into eternal memories.
The night is deep, but their laughter is still echoing. Their words have merged into the air and become part of the late night. Their laughter, like a beautiful song, makes the night full of life and hope.
Even though the night is deep, their laughter continues. Their laughter echoes in the night, like a prophecy and a promise.
Their backs formed a beautiful arc in the moonlight. It was a tacit understanding and agreement that only they could understand.
And their futures were destined by this moment of laughter and companionship.
After getting rid of Liu Tie's entanglement, Yu Huo fell into panic, secretly returned to Crescent Bone, and urgently sent a signal to the 'Twelve Sky Network'. This was a signal that would only be sent out when the Corpse Sewing lineage was in danger.
The "Twelve Sky Network" is a communication system unique to the Corpse Sewing lineage. It consists of a series of secret codes, forming a network covering all parts of the world.
This network is used by the Corpse Lineage to deliver information in times of crisis.
Under Yuhuo's secret call, the 'Twelve Sky Nets' appeared in the crescent bone.
They came from all corners, and those familiar faces reflected perseverance and expectation under the firelight. Their arrival made this silent crescent bone instantly full of life.
In the night, under the crescent moon, the members of the 'Twelve Sky Network' gathered in a circle in the firelight. Their eyes flashed with their own stories and secrets. At this moment, they seemed to have formed a unique world. It is their own world, both mysterious and real.
Yu Huo, their leader, stood in the center of the circle. His face was carved with deep wrinkles, as if recording all the hardships and tribulations in the past. His eyes were deep and bright, as if he could see through all the illusions. See the true nature of things.
"Thank you for coming."
Yu Huo's voice was calm and deep, like the breeze blowing across the lake at night, and he continued: "I think we will face a huge crisis next. There are changes in the Yin and Yang world. As a lineage of corpse stitchers, we need the help of all of us." Strength to face.”
His words echoed in the night sky, and the pressure and responsibility in those words fell into everyone's heart like stones.
But they did not flinch, because they knew that they were the 'Twelve Sky Nets', the guardians of the Corpse Sewing lineage, and the guardians of the Yin and Yang world.
Yu Huo's hand drew an arc in the air, and a shining silver needle appeared in his hand. It was a silver needle owned by everyone in the corpse-stitching lineage. It seemed to contain endless power. That was A force that is familiar yet unfamiliar to them.
"This is the power of the corpse-stitching lineage."
Yu Huo's trembling voice continued: "It is also the hope of the Yin and Yang world."
Yu Huo's hand held the silver needle tightly, his eyes flashing with determination. This inherited power showed infinite tension at this moment.
"This is your chance to save the Twilight Zone."
Yu Huo took a deep breath, said firmly, and continued: "This is also an opportunity to regain the lineage of sewing corpses."
He knows that from now on, the situation they need to face will become more difficult and full of unknown dangers, but he also knows that only they can protect the Yin and Yang Realm and restore the lineage of sewing corpses.
Under Yu Huo's call, the morale of the 'Twelve Sky Networks' surged like a majestic tide, condensing into unparalleled power.
This momentum was like stars falling, strong and bright, like sparks on an anvil, blooming with dazzling light in the cold night sky.
Their eyes were full of firmness and determination, like sharpened swords, shining with cold light. It was a firm belief in the future and an indomitable will.
At this decisive moment, their eyes met, seemingly speaking silently of their determination.
Their heartbeats seemed to be synchronized at this moment, like the individual notes in a symphony, blending into one in the passionate melody.
"Master, give the order!"
"Don't worry, help me find these few things first."
Yu Huo took out a Bagua diagram with twelve bronze mirrors drawn on it. The backs of each bronze mirror were different, and they were distinguished by 'Twelve Jiazi'.
"Twelve years?"
The Twelve Years is a timekeeping system in ancient China, which is based on the combination of the ten heavenly stems and the twelve earthly branches. Specifically, the twelve earthly branches represent the twelve earthly branches, which are Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, and Si. , Wu, Wei, Shen, You, Xu and Hai represent the twelve hours of the day.
The twelve heavenly stems represent A, B, C, D, Wu, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren, and Gui, which are combined in pairs with the twelve earthly branches to form sixty Jiazi, and each Jiazi cycle is six Ten years is just sixty years.
In this cycle, Jiazi is the first Jiazi, which represents the beginning, followed by Yichou, Bingyin, Dingmao, Wuchen, Jisi, Gengwu, Xinwei, Renshen, Guiyou, Jiaxu, and Yihai. These combinations constitute the first half of the sixty-year period.
Then there are Bingzi, Dingchou, Wuyin, Jimao, Gengchen, Xinsi, Renwu, Guiwei, Jiashen, Yiyou, Bingxu, and Dinghai. These combinations constitute the second half of the sixty Jiazi cycle.
Among the twelve armors, each armor has its own specific symbolic meaning.
And behind the twelve bronze mirrors, they represent twelve people. As long as you find these twelve people, you will naturally be able to find all the twelve bronze mirrors.
Bronze mirrors were a symbol of status in ancient China. They were not only used as tools for meeting people, but also as valuable works of art. Each bronze mirror represents a different meaning and story.
According to Yu Huo's preliminary investigation and analysis, these twelve bronze mirrors have different meanings.
These twelve bronze mirrors are like a picture of life, reflecting the ancients' in-depth understanding and thinking on life, love, power, truth, wisdom and many other themes.
Every bronze mirror is full of profound cultural connotations and philosophical implications, worthy of our careful savoring and thinking.
But behind it, perhaps, is much more than that.
