After tea time,
The old man sat up straight with a serious expression.
It was slightly cold in the forest, but the Taoist robe was wet, but Yang Ming looked enjoying it, smiling, and fighting for his strength!
Xiao Cui opened her mouth so wide that she was stunned!
I saw that the veteran was like throwing darts, constantly taking out and inserting needles back and forth. The depth of force and the accuracy of the acupuncture points at hand were extremely accurate, as if he could get the needle in place with one shot even if he closed his eyes!
"No, grandpa, those men in black are nearby and are about to search! What should we do now?!"
Hearing Xiaocui's voice, when the old man retracted the needle, he unexpectedly stretched out his right hand like an iron fan, stood up and suddenly slapped Yang Ming's fair right face with his backhand.
After hearing the scream of "Ouch", the old Taoist quickly sealed all the acupuncture points and said angrily:
"What the hell, are you short-sighted? I've almost used up all your internal energy over the past few decades! Why don't you use your energy to escape later? Do you have to stay here to die?"
Xiao Cui hurriedly stepped forward and helped Yang Ming, who had his head on the ground and the right side of his face was swollen like a pig's head. He looked around his whole body uneasily, fearing that some parts would be missing after the treatment.
Unexpectedly, the first thing Yang Ming did when he opened his eyes was to push Xiaocui's hands away and laugh like a fool:
"Yo Xi! It's great! No wonder so many people are addicted to martial arts. It turns out that they feel so comfortable after successfully overcoming the tribulation!"
The energy and blood are boiling, the internal energy in the Dantian is strong, and a certain part is hard against the belly, and the warm feeling is getting bigger.
The original host spent ten years learning all the martial arts techniques by heart, but he only knew a little about the martial arts moves of each sect;
Yang Ming, who came through time travel, seemed to be here to fill this hole. He usually earns extra money in the imperial capital and spends time with him. Every weekend, he explains the martial arts moves of various sects and eighteen kinds of martial arts to tourists!
Therefore, when the old Taoist started acupuncture, the aura in the original host's body was regarded by Yang Ming as a monster and was constantly used as an experience gain.
Adapt the moves that come to mind with the original host's mentality one by one.
Yang Ming didn't even think about going crazy. Anyway, there was an experienced person in front of him who wanted to save lives and heal the wounded. Even if the tribulation failed, the worst possible outcome would be to return to the imperial capital.
"Ah~!"
Yang Ming had just been in high spirits for a while, when his legs paralyzed and he fell to the ground again!
"What's going on? Old man, what did you do to me?"
The old Taoist sat on the ground in a state of collapse, carefully wiping each silver needle, then carefully placed it back in the wooden box, and said to Yang Ming with disdain:
"You are the only idiot who dares to go through the tribulation during the removal of toxins! Fortunately, I have an old man here to check it. If it had been anyone else, you would probably have a lot of grass on your grave!"
"I don't have the ability to accompany you through the calamity. I can only temporarily suppress the poison and control it on my legs, otherwise you would have gone crazy long ago!"
Yang Ming scratched his head, thought for a while, then stared at the old Taoist and said:
"So, you've been treating yourself for a long time in vain, but in the end the toxins haven't been eliminated at all? Then help me take Xiaocui away first?! The man in black is coming soon!"
After hearing this, the old Taoist almost couldn't catch his breath and was sent away directly by Yang Ming!
I spent all my inner strength to help this stupid young man overcome the calamity, but this guy didn't say a word of thanks, but instead falsely accused me of not being good at medical skills. I can't bear it, but my aunt can't bear it.
"Girl! Help me hold off these men in black for a quarter of an hour and let me regain my strength! I want to show these idiots what it means to be powerful!"
Xiaocui looked at the two weirdos, the old and the young, and could only leave for the time being speechless. . .
After a quarter of an hour,
Xiaocui's steps were slow, her hair was disheveled, she ran back with tears in her eyes, and cried aggrievedly:
"Woooooo~! Young Master, Grandpa, there are so many of them, they bully me, I can't beat them!"
Looking at Xiao Cui, who looked like a pig like himself, Yang Ming was filled with anger and shouted loudly:
"Old man, the people in black will give you it, and help me destroy them! Grandma! Actually dare to rob my grain and kill me. so!"
The old Taoist took a deep breath, stood up slowly from his meditative state, and walked to Yang Ming's side energetically.
Suddenly, there was another slap on the backhand:
"You're the only one who talks a lot!"
