"It's too much!"
After calming down for a few breaths, Hong Donglu finally couldn't bear the anger in his heart. He stood out from the crowd, and then waved his sleeves, and a black mist suddenly enveloped Qin Chong!
If you look closely, you will see that the black mist is clearly made up of countless tiny insects, and it has a faint evil aura!
"The art of witchcraft and Gu is just a small trick."
Lin Qianli and Li Chengfeng both looked horrified, but Qin Zhong remained calm. He stood on the spot, as steady as Mount Tai. When the black mist approached him, he just opened his mouth and let out a breath. The countless black insects seemed to have encountered their natural enemies. Suddenly they scattered in all directions and fled!
When Ye Qinlong on the side saw this scene, a smile appeared on his lips. He was originally ready to stop him, but then he thought about it, how could an innate master do anything like this? Seeing Qin Zhong take care of the poisonous insect so easily, his admiration grew even more.
"Hong Donglu, do you really think this is Southern Xinjiang and no one can control you? You dare to use vicious methods in front of me. If he suffers the slightest loss, I guarantee you will never leave Qinghai in your life!"
Li Chengfeng came to his senses and became furious.
Qin Chong is his most promising junior. He believes that the former has the ability to revitalize traditional Chinese medicine. If it is really destroyed by Hong Donglu, he will fight for his life!
"Mr. Hong, this is a bit too much. If you care about someone like this with a junior, won't you ruin your own reputation?"
There were also others who couldn't see it and whispered.
"Okay, I'll give you a chance. If you can cure me, I'll kowtow to you and apologize!"
Hong Donglu had been impulsive just now. Now he knew that he was being unreasonable, so he did not take action again. Instead, he blushed and shouted at Qin Chong.
"You two, I invite you here just to see my grandpa, why do you need to make it unpleasant?"
Ye Xiu didn't expect that things would turn out like this, and wanted to come out to smooth things over, but Hong Donglu's face was livid and he was not moved at all.
"Just don't get involved. Don't worry too much. It's just a small matter."
Qin Chong smiled and said to Ye Xiu, "If I cannot convince the public, your family will not agree to let me save your grandfather. This step is inevitable."
Hearing this, Ye Xiu could only step aside obediently, seemingly acquiescing to Qin Zhong's statement.
Qin Zhong walked towards Hong Donglu with a smile on his face. The latter raised his hand to ask him to diagnose his pulse, but he shook his head and refused, saying loudly, "There is no need to diagnose the pulse, don't you want to see the nine soul-chasing needles? I'll let him You can feel it for yourself.”
After saying that, he took out the silver needle given by Lin Qianli. Before Hong Donglu could react, he saw his wrist fly, silver light suddenly appeared, and he stabbed the latter's face with unparalleled speed, one needle, two needles, three needles. Needle, between breaths, all nine needles have fallen!
"I don't feel anything."
Hong Donglu stood with his head held high. When Qin Zhong applied the acupuncture, he was not moved at all, but he did have some courage.
"Is that okay? This is the nine soul-chasing needles?"
"The needle is quite fast, and the technique is not bad, but who among you here is not a good expert? There is no way to know how to do this."
The bystanders whispered, Qin Chong listened, and just smiled faintly, then stretched out his hand, and flicked the ends of the nine silver needles with his curved fingers!
After this move, Hong Donglu's complexion suddenly changed, from being pale to looking like a cooked crab, and hot air was rising from his head!
"hot!"
Hong Donglu opened his mouth to speak, but along with it came a breath of white mist-like turbidity. Not to mention others, even he was extremely shocked.
This wasn't the end yet. Where the silver needle fell, a dark brown liquid with a fishy odor quietly seeped out. This scene made Hong Donglu, who was already crooked in speech and eyes, look even more ferocious, making people unable to bear to look at him.
"You have been exposed to the ways of witchcraft since you were a child. Since then, you have accumulated a lot of toxins in your body. It took many years for you to develop such a disease."
"If I'm not mistaken, your problem started to show up when you were about ten years old, and you became what you are now when you were twenty."
Qin Chong spoke eloquently, word by word, as if a heavy hammer was hitting Hong Donglu's heart.
"good."
Although he was a little reluctant, Hong Donglu could only admit it through gritted teeth.
"Don't you feel any changes in yourself?"
Qin Chong raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled. Hong Donglu's face changed slightly when he heard this. His mouth was crooked and his eyes were slanted, and his speech was a little leaky, but the words he just spoke were obviously much clearer.
"There seems to be a slight change. Mr. Hong's face is not so crooked."
"It's amazing. The nine soul-chasing needles are so powerful!"
"The next generation is to be feared, the next generation is to be feared!"
What was originally ridicule turned into praise and praise in an instant. Qin Zhong glanced around and chuckled in his heart. It was indeed disappointing that these so-called masters of Chinese medicine were just like grasshoppers. No wonder Li Chengfeng kept shouting. If we want to revitalize traditional Chinese medicine, if those who hold the right to speak in the traditional Chinese medicine community are like this, no wonder it is gradually declining.
A quarter of an hour later, Qin Zhong retracted the needle, Ye Xiu asked someone to bring some water, and Hong Donglu went to the side to clean his old face. When he looked up again, the courtyard fell into a deathly silence.
"Bring a mirror and let Mr. Hong take a good look at it."
Qin Chong waved to Ye Xiu, who ran straight into the room behind him and took out a simple mirror. Someone came forward to help and held it in front of Hong Donglu.
The person in the mirror looked upright and had bright eyes. Hong Donglu couldn't believe that it was him. He couldn't help but reach out and touch the mirror. Perhaps because of excitement, his whole body began to tremble.
Growing up, he had received countless strange looks because of his appearance, which also resulted in his weird temperament. The face in the mirror was what he had been dreaming about day and night for many years. Unexpectedly, Qin Chong actually did it. , as soon as the nine soul-chasing needles came out, the problem that had troubled him for decades no longer existed!
"Young friend Qin Zhong, your skills are really unparalleled. I, Hong Donglu, am convinced! The kindness of rebuilding deserves the gift of kowtow!"
With a sound like a loud bell, Hong Donglu suddenly spoke, then quickly stepped forward and bowed to Qin Chongna!
"Mr. Hong, you don't have to be like this!"
Qin Zhong wanted to step forward to help him, but Hong Donglu pushed him away and kowtowed three times firmly on the bluestone.
"Everyone, no one will doubt Qin Zhong's ability now, right?"
Li Chengfeng helped Hongdonglu up and then said loudly to everyone.
"Nine Soul-Chasing Needles really deserves its reputation."
"The reappearance of such a wonderful method in the world is really a blessing to the Chinese medicine community."
"At such a young age, he already possesses magical skills. Little friend Qin Zhong's future is limitless."
Listening to the voices of admiration around him, Qin Zhong shook his head gently and smiled lightly, "You are so interested in the Nine Soul Chasing Needles. If you want to learn, I can teach you."
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the venue. Li Chengfeng's eyes widened. It took him a long time to recover, grabbed Qin Zhong's arm, and shouted in a deep voice, "Do you know what you are talking about?"
"I think you are crazy. Who among these people doesn't care about their own affairs? Who would easily teach others their own housekeeping skills?"
Lin Qianli was so angry that he wanted to stand up immediately. He glared at Qin Chong, looking sad for his misfortune and angry at him, as if he was seeing a peerless prodigal who had never been seen before or since.
