Gong Fenghuang helped her grandmother in, went to a couch inside, and asked her to lie down. Yu Baixing took out a needle bag, took out a needle, and first pricked the little finger of her right hand.
Miraculously, after one injection, grandma actually fell asleep after a while.
Yu Baixing then pricked a needle into her grandmother's forehead and top of her head.
After leaving the needle in for about half an hour, Yu Baixing moved the needle and asked Gong Fenghuang to wake up grandma.
When grandma woke up and saw Gong Fenghuang, she let out a cry: "Why did I fall asleep? Where is this place?"
Without waiting for Gong Fenghuang to answer, she suddenly said: "Oh, I remembered, I came here to get acupuncture."
Gong Fenghuang was surprised and happy: "Grandma, do you remember that you are here for acupuncture?"
"You said it." Grandma said, "Why don't you remember?"
"Then who is this person? Do you remember?" Gong Fenghuang took out his mobile phone and there were photos on it.
"This is your grandpa." Grandma smiled and said, "This is the first time I took a picture of him when he was in his twenties. I'm so stupid."
She said, laughing. Gong Fenghuang also chuckled, but his face was full of surprise.
She put her hands on her belly and saluted Yu Baixing: "Doctor Yu, your acupuncture skills are amazing. Thank you."
Yu Baixing nodded: "Your grandma's physique is good. She can be pricked once a day for half a month, and she should be fine."
"Thank you so much." Gong Fenghuang saluted again.
"You're welcome." Yu Baixing, who was very talkative today, said: "Chief Gong, you and your grandma go back first. County Magistrate Zhu, you stay here for a while."
"Okay." Zhu Zhiyuan agreed and sent Gong Fenghuang and his grandmother to the car first. After they went back, Zhu Zhiyuan came back.
Yu Baixing said to Zhu Zhiyuan: "Um, County Magistrate Zhu, please sit down. I have something to say to you."
"Master Yu, please call me Xiao Zhu." Zhu Zhiyuan sat down: "Master Yu, please speak."
Yu Baixing looked at him carefully and said with a serious face: "Xiao Zhu, you are an official. The rules of my apprenticeship are that arts are not allowed in the public sect. Therefore, I still said what I said yesterday, I cannot accept you as my disciple."
"Master Yu, don't be embarrassed." Zhu Zhiyuan said: "I said yesterday, please sort out the information yourself, and I will publish a book for you. The purpose is to preserve a piece of Chinese culture, not to learn your skills. "
"Listen to me." Yu Baixing waved his hand: "I won't accept you as a disciple. You are not my disciple, and I am not your master. However, I can teach you skills. This is called passing on the bowl but not the clothes."
"Passing the bowl but not the clothes?" Zhu Zhiyuan didn't understand.
"If it is a formal apprenticeship, the overall inheritance should be to pass on the mantle to you." Yu Baixing explained: "The mantle is the name, the bowl is the skill, the mantle is the facade, which is displayed on the outside, and the bowl is the ability to eat, which is hidden inside of."
"Oh." Zhu Zhiyuan roughly understood, but he sighed in his heart: "These traditional things are really the same. How can there be any other way to pass on the bowl instead of the clothes? When the fifth ancestor passed down the sixth ancestor Huineng, could it be the same way? He taught Shenxiu openly and secretly to Huineng, and taught him how to eat, and then let Huineng run away?"
Yu Baixing looked at Zhu Zhiyuan: "Xiao Zhu, how did you know that I know the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate and Sansheng Drink?"
Zhu Zhiyuan smiled: "Master Yu, you are actually more famous than you think. Some people know about your ability, and some people spread it."
What he said is not entirely true, but it can be regarded as an explanation.
Yu Baixing smiled, with a slight smile on his face, and said: "Before my accident, I was a little crazy. Maybe someone spread my name, but the outside world only knows about the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, but my Divine Needle Gate , the real housekeeper is actually the four-pin household guard.”
"Shouhu four stitches?" Zhu Zhiyuan's eyes widened.
Seeing his surprised look, Yu Baixing smiled proudly: "Have you never heard of it?"
"No." Zhu Zhiyuan shook his head.
Really, this was the first time he had heard of it in two lifetimes.
"Some old skills are like this." Yu Baixing said: "What is said outside is often not everything, or even completely false. The real thing will not be exposed easily."
"I admire you." Zhu Zhiyuan handed over his hand.
Apart from these two words, he really didn't know what to say.
"The Thirteen Acupuncture of the Ghost Gate, all acupuncture techniques, acupoint allocation, techniques, and the symptoms of Sansheng Yin can be written in a book and published. However, the Four Acupuncture of the Housekeeper can only be taught to disciples."
Yu Baixing looked at Zhu Zhiyuan with a serious face: "I said, I can pass it on to you, so if you learn, I can pass it on to you, but you can't write it. If you don't learn it, then I won't teach it, let alone You can’t write a book.”
"Wouldn't it be great to publish a book?" Zhu Zhiyuan wanted to insist and gave an example: "You see, there are many books on old traditional skills, such as martial arts and so on."
"It's all fake, just routines." Yu Baixing said to death in one sentence: "If you practice according to the book, you can only practice radio gymnastics."
Zhu Zhiyuan froze.
He thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay, I'll learn."
"Then come in with me." Yu Baixing stood up, and Zhu Zhiyuan followed him into the back room.
There was an incense table and a tablet in the back room. Yu Baixing said: "I am not your master, I just passed it down from generation to generation, so you don't have to kowtow to me, but this skill is passed down from ancestors. You have to offer incense and kowtow to the ancestors of all generations, and have their permission." , so that I can pass it on to you.”
"Yes." Zhu Zhiyuan did not refuse.
He lit the incense, inserted it, knelt down, and kowtowed respectfully.
Yu Baixing then asked him to go to the outer room and teach him acupuncture skills.
"The acupuncture technique is simple, but the most difficult thing is to find the acupuncture points."
"One standard for finding acupuncture points on a patient is the same body inch. The so-called same body inch is not an inch of the ruler, but the thumb. The cross section of the thumb is considered an inch, but it is not an inch of your hand. Who are you giving acupuncture to? , that is whose hand, for example your wife, the cross section of her thumb is one inch of her body."
"Having found the acupuncture points correctly is half of what you have learned. The rest is the matching of acupoints. Individual acupuncture points are often not effective. They require different meridians and different acupuncture points to cooperate. But these are just knowledge. Memorize them by rote and then do it yourself. When practicing medicine, it’s enough to get familiar with it.”
Yu Baixing said and gave Zhu Zhiyuan a book: "In this book, there are diagrams of all the acupoints on the twelve meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians. Take it back and write it down first. You can use it on yourself and your wife." When looking for acupuncture points, you must first find the acupoints and find them accurately, and then you can assign acupoints to treat diseases. If the acupoints are not found accurately, there will be no effect."
"Okay." Zhu Zhiyuan took the book respectfully.
Yu Baixing warned him a few more words and let him go back.
When Zhu Zhiyuan came back, Gong Fenghuang also came back. He saw an ancient book in Zhu Zhiyuan's hand and said, "This is a secret book of martial arts."
"That's right." Zhu Zhiyuan said with a face: "The peerless secret spectrum, you witch, now that you know it, it will be a dead end. I, the Divine Needle Sect, will chase you to the ends of the earth."
Gong Fenghuang chuckled, hugged Zhu Zhiyuan, licked his ear, and said: "I can be your woman, so there is no need to kill me."
"That's okay." Zhu Zhiyuan himself said and smiled.
The two were chatting and laughing. Gong Fenghuang took the book and said, "It's a thread-bound book. It's in traditional Chinese. This book must be old."
"Yeah." Zhu Zhiyuan nodded: "I guess it must be at least from the Republic of China. It is an old thing and needs to be well preserved."
"Actually, it's not necessary." Gong Fenghuang flipped through it: "It's just some meridian diagrams and acupuncture point diagrams. There are many on the Internet."
Her words reminded Zhu Zhiyuan of what Yu Baixing said about the Four Needles of Shouhu. He shook his head and nodded: "What is spread outside is all nonsense. The real good things are unknown to outsiders."
"He taught you the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate?" Gong Fenghuang asked.
"Not yet." Zhu Zhiyuan shook his head: "Let me find the acupuncture point first. For acupuncture, I have to find the exact acupoint first before it can be effective."
"So, you still have to learn." Gong Fenghuang laughed: "How about you stop being the county magistrate and become the dean."
These words made Zhu Zhiyuan laugh and said, "It's impossible if you don't learn."
"Why not?" Gong Fenghuang was curious: "Didn't I say that yesterday? If you don't learn from him and just publish a book for him, that's enough."
"Everything in the book is exposed." Zhu Zhiyuan shook his head: "Really good things are not willing to be published."
"The real good thing?" Gong Fenghuang asked, "Is it the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate?"
"More than that." Zhu Zhiyuan sighed: "The real good thing is something else."
"There are really good things?" Gong Fenghuang was surprised: "You don't even know about it?"
"You think I know everything." Zhu Zhiyuan was funny.
"It's necessary." Gong Fenghuang said matter-of-factly: "That Master Yu is indeed a god, but you can be even more godly, because no one else knows his god, but you know his god. Even if he is a thousand-mile horse, he must have You are the only one who can do this."
Seeing the admiration and love in Gong Fenghuang's eyes, Zhu Zhiyuan was both amused and slightly proud.
Gong Fenghuang is such a proud woman. It is really a sense of accomplishment to have such a proud woman admire him so much.
