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I looked at Mrs. Zheng's surprised and frenzied pair of presbyopia.

I actually feel quite helpless in my heart.

Yes, this is what rich people look like.

Some people like money, some people like beauty, and some people pursue Taoism and longevity, immortality and immortality.

This old lady surnamed Zheng, I analyzed the behavior, speech, behavior, and movements of the other party just now, and she must be the one who is in charge at home.

Old man, son, nothing works.

She is the boss, she is the god of the family!

Both inside and outside are firmly in power, and the family's assets are very rich.

Isn't this kind of person asking for immortality?

The theory of ghosts and gods is just a way to practice medicine. Grandpa repeatedly emphasized this point in his notes; people live in the world, they should practice the ways of the world, and stay away from ghosts and gods.

I suppressed the old lady, and served another cup of tea.

At this time, Mrs. Zheng said: "Mr. Xiao Ji, you just talked about the underworld, hell, this..."

I said calmly, "This, another day, the time is right, I will study it in detail later."

Mrs. Zheng clearly expressed a trace of displeasure.

I thought to myself, I’ve said it all, what will I talk about in the future, that’s all the clichés in the chapter on ghosts and gods in my grandfather’s notes.Would you let me make it up?Then I might as well write a fantasy essay in my spare time.

At this time, Mrs. Zheng suddenly made a movement. She stretched out her hand and gently supported her head. Her expression changed from being kind and calm, to suddenly becoming very painful.

At this moment, the woman standing behind her who looked like a bodyguard approached gently: "Madam, your head hurts again."

"Well, come on, give me a press."

As Mrs. Zheng said, the man stood behind him, put both hands on the Fengchi, Dazhui and other acupoints on the back of the old lady's neck, and pressed them attentively.

I observed carefully and found that this man's technique was really authentic.

The slack has increased, the strength has been restrained, and there is already a hint of softness and subtlety in the technique.

The man pressed the button for six to seven minutes, Mrs. Zheng's expression gradually eased, and then she let out a long breath.

"Hey... this headache has tortured me for six years." The old lady sighed weakly, her tone extremely desolate.

At this time, Wheelchair Luo said: "Oh, my old sister is really lucky to have found a true disciple of Shandong Lu Pai massage. But, hey, my luck is not bad, thanks to Mr. Ji's health regimen, otherwise, I would still Sitting in a wheelchair."

Mrs. Zheng closed her eyes slightly, raised her head and said: "I heard Mr. Ji's words, and I planned to let you show me this headache, ah, but after thinking about it again, it's useless. It's been six years, both in China and abroad. The above money, added up, is almost enough to buy the car outside, hum..."

She sneered: "The mage of Baima Temple and the Taoist priest of Qingcheng even gave me a special method for this, but the result is still not the same pain."

Oh, it turns out that this old lady is still a sick person.

After hearing this, I raised my spirits and used my magic power to see the old lady's head.

Take a closer look, what do you find?

It's the head, which looks very stiff.

The students will ask, hey, how can you tell?

Let me not mention the Wangshen that everyone is familiar with before, let's analyze it from the perspective of normal physiology and anatomy.Many people can do the action of raising eyebrows, of course, exclude a very small number of people who can't.The old lady in front of her is different when she raises her eyebrows. She raises her eyebrows, but what she raises is not the eyebrows, but the muscles on the face.

Why?The reason was that there was a chill covering her head.

It's really freezing cold!

The muscles and meridians of the head were all stiff, she raised her eyebrows, but she couldn't raise her face, she could only twitch.

Therefore, this is a stubborn disease caused by a strong wind and cold.

I watched Mrs. Zheng quietly, and asked calmly, "Madam, did you suffer from a severe wind and cold a few years ago?"

As soon as I finished speaking, the old lady opened her eyes suddenly, looked me up and down and said, "Can you see that?"

I smiled: "Just asking, you have prayed to the Buddha, visited the Tao, and asked the immortals, I can't wait for the little Chinese medicine practitioners...

The old lady suddenly interrupted me forcefully and said: "You are not a small doctor of Chinese medicine. The true spirit and soul you said are very consistent with what a Taoist priest I met in Sichuan said. So, you are by no means comparable to ordinary Chinese medicine practitioners." .”

After hearing this, I laughed heartily.

My grandfather, why are you so accurate?Authentic physiological anatomy, people will not believe it.But as long as it is mentioned, gods, magic spirits, and ghosts' souls, they will believe it, and they believe it sincerely!

Mrs. Zheng felt comfortable at this time, and she continued her cup of tea. The sketch said: "Mr. Ji, what you said is all the content of the Taoist true teaching method, which is the basis of cultivation of alchemy and health. This is not a person who has attained the Tao, but a I don’t know. By the way, I have a headache... hey.”

Mrs. Zheng said at this time that she left this city to do business in antique jade wares, precious calligraphy and paintings.Six years ago, she and others went to the Tianshan Mountains to collect jade. On the way, there was a snowstorm, and several people huddled together in a small grass shed near the jade mine to escape the cold.

At that time, the weather was too cold, and Mrs. Zheng had a slight cold. After taking cold capsules, she was a little sleepy, so she took a down coat to cover her body, and fell down on a broken wooden bed in the straw shed to take a nap for a while.

As a result, when I woke up, my head hurt.

And the pain lasted for several years. When it started, it was like wearing an ice hat on the head, stiff, cold, stuffy, and painful.

The old lady said that at such an advanced age, she did not suffer this crime during the ten years of turmoil. Now that life is better, she has suffered a great crime.Once it hurts, life is really worse than death.

During the outbreak of the disease, the old lady sought medical advice and medicine, and traveled all over the country, visiting famous doctors, looking for secret prescriptions, and looking for acupuncture masters...

In short, after five years of tossing, the old lady has not recovered from her illness, and she has become a master of Chinese medicine.Usually, if there is any problem in the family, she can see the disease and identify the symptoms, prescribe prescriptions and take medicine, and cook by herself when she comes back.

In this way, in the sixth year, a friend introduced the successor of Shandong Lupai massage to the old lady.

That's the one standing behind her, the girl surnamed Fan...the tough girl.

Ms. Fan is good at massage, and she is also a practitioner.

She was hired by the old lady with an annual salary of 10, and she waited by her side for many years, and when she had a headache, she reached out to save it.

But massage can treat the symptoms and not get rid of the root.

Therefore, the old lady is also desperate now, and plans to take this root cause, die, and go to the crematorium.

The old lady believed in many things, both Buddha and Dao.Because of his wealth, status, and high status, all the people he came into contact with were masters.

Therefore, the old lady has only one wish now, which is to be reincarnated after death, don't take this root of the disease with her!

If that's the case, it would be too miserable, too miserable!

I used the theory of ghosts and gods as an incision to cut out the root of the old lady's illness.

I have counted in my heart.

This disease, if it was me before I went home, I might really be helpless when I saw it, but it is different now, I am also the heir to the Ji family's medical skills.

Grandpa and Master Tao have developed a secret method for this disease, and the medicines are all available, just take it and apply it.

That secret method is called 'Yimu Copper Fire Needle'.

Listening to the name, you may think it is fantasy, but it is not true. The ancients used to call trees such as flowers and plants Yimu. Here, herbs and copper fire are used. The needles are made of ancient bronze. Fire, uh, is fire. .

Acupuncture means that when it is practiced, it mainly uses acupuncture techniques such as piercing, twisting, pushing, and kneading.

The above synthesis, hence the name, Yimu Copper Fire Needle.

Wheelchair Luo spoke: "Mr. Ji, this old sister Zheng, ouch, she has been my good friend for many years. When I first arrived in xx, she was all helping me. This, you must, must help me. Old Miss Zheng."

When I heard this, I understood it completely.

Well, it was sold again.

Also, the buyer seemed unsure of my abilities.If she hadn't been fooled by some ghosts and gods surrounded by clouds and mountains and mists, she might really not want to talk to me.

It's business, it's money!

Yes, I now see Mrs. Zheng as a bunch of neat grandpas.

At this time, I took a sip of tea and said to the old lady: "Your headache is indeed a troublesome serious illness, but I have a technique that can cure it. I wonder if you would like to try it."

As soon as the words fell, before the old lady could answer, I saw behind her the big massage girl surnamed Fan, whoosh, threw two straight, icy, sharp sword-like lights.

I rub!

This is to kill me.

It's understandable, if I get cured, it's tantamount to ruining other people's jobs, can they not complain?

This, I have been instilled in my family by a truth since I was a child. When I meet colleagues, everything is patient-oriented, and the rest is second-guessing!

Mrs. Zheng expressed her willingness to accept my treatment.

But I didn't bring tools with me, so I called and told Ye Xuan, what, what kind of thing, where to put it, how to open it, oh, there is a combination lock, no problem, the password is my birthday.Oh needless to say, you know my birthday, not bad.

Putting down the phone, I was suspicious.

Hey, where did Ye Xuan find out about my birthday?

who cares!Ye Xuan, sooner or later, Xiaofei will have to lead her down.

Let's continue to drink tea, talking about monsters, ghosts, gods, gods, Taoists, immortals, immortals, masters of crossing catastrophe, Jindan and Mahayana...

The ghosts and gods my grandfather gave me are limited. At critical moments, let alone, it is really thanks to fantasy novels.I guess people of the old lady's age have basically never read fantasy, so I just rambled and pulled out a few classic classics on the Internet.

old lady!

Completely dizzy!

The eyes are already to me, they are extremely admirable!

ok!Now the students should understand how the Great Immortal, the Great God, and the Grand Master were born.

That's right, let me sum it up in one sentence;

Immortals from all walks of life talked about it, copying all the theories of Buddhism and Taoism, and hanging everything on them, not only great immortals, but also extraordinary.

Classmates, be careful, there are so many fake masters and fairies in this world!

Not long after, Ye Xuan came with things, she greeted everyone, and sat with Li Xue and the others to watch me fiddle with the things I brought.

A bronze tube slightly thicker than chopsticks, a homemade moxibustion stick, and a small medicine bag wrapped in cotton that is five centimeters long and three minutes wide.

In addition, a clean small bamboo stick.

The old lady curiously picked up the medicine bag, sniffed it and asked, "What's in it?"

I laughed: "Chinese medicine."

"What formula?"

I thought for a while and answered: "Raw aconitum, dried ginger, cinnamon, asarum, osmanthus, camphor!"

The old lady was stunned for a while, and then pondered for a while: "Well, yes, medicine is also good, but this method..."

I said calmly, "Mysterious, it's in this technique!"