Chapter 32 Plum Needle

"Master, the potion you want has been boiled."

"Master, how many silver needles do you need?"

"Bear them all!" The answer was the voice of Ziyi, "Xingzhu, go and see if the boy woke up?"

"Master, I have seen it." Xingzhu replied, "Are you taking too much medicine to wake up yet?"

"Don't pretend!" Ziyi stood up and said, "It's just a little fragrance left on my sleeve. Xinglan, go to the cellar to get a basin of ice water.

"What's it for, Master?"

"Sprinkle the boy's face!" Ziyi said fiercely.

A group of female apprentices laughed, and the purple clothes also laughed a few times. This purple clothes, the joy and anger are only in one thought, which is really unpredictable!

"Dear sisters, sisters! Good morning!" Feng Junyang on the bed hurriedly straightened up a carp, stretched out, and said with a flattering smile, "The air here is so good. It's dawn when you sleep!" Ouch...the air is so fresh!"

Xingzhu and several women covered their mouths and smiled, and walked behind the master, as if they were deliberately to separate from Feng Junyang.

"Feng Junyang, don't you pretend? I can't install it anymore?" The purple clothes have changed into a purple shirt, holding the cloud temples high, with beads on her head, standing in the morning sunshine, like an elegant woman coming out of the lady's picture. At this time, she smiled at Feng Jun, "Young man, don't pretend to be sweet and humane in front of all the sisters. Your little action, hum! You smile on your face, but in fact, you cry in your heart. Aren't you thinking about your little fox? Come here!"

How does she know what's on her mind? In fact, he woke up a long time ago and wanted to pretend to be asleep and listen to what the purple clothes and a group of female disciples were thinking. Unfortunately, he was disappointed. Ziyi has been telling his disciples to boil soup and tell them the time and time.

"I..." He was speechless for a moment, and his inner world seemed to be ** naked in front of the purple clothes. What else is there to argue?

"Come here." Ziyi waved his hand, "Do you believe that I want to save the little fox from this dead man?"

"Why did you save her?" Feng Junyang didn't believe it, "Isn't it your poison on her? Don't you want her to die?"

Ziyi looked at Feng Junyang fixedly, with sharp eyes, as if to pierce his mind, but in Feng Junyang's eyes, there was only complaint and regret, and a faint sadness, which was consistent with the meaning expressed in his language. In his opinion, the little fox is really dead.

"What should I do to believe that I want to save the little fox?" Ziyi withdrew her eyes and put it in a huge transparent glass jar in front of her, which was full of light red potion and soaked Qianhe's body.

"Please let her go." Feng Junyang saw Qianhe soaked naked in the red potion. He remembered the bodies he saw in the anatomy class. They had only one fate, which was to be slaughtered by others.

"Zi Gu, let her go. The deceased is respected. I will find a quiet place for her to rest in peace..."

Ziyi turned her eyes to Feng Junyang again and said stubbornly, "Well, I have to show you!"

"You really just want to save the little fox?" He asked. He really doesn't believe that a poisonous man is now coming to save a person who was poisoned by himself. She is either idle or mentally ill!

"You asked well!" Zigu sneered, "I never do anything that is not beneficial to me. I saved the little fox by the way. By the way, do you understand?"

He shook his head. Ziyi's face became ugly. He didn't want to provoke her. He was a moody person who could do anything when he was out of control.

"Because, my baby is also in this body." Ziyi gently patted the potion, and his tone became soft, "It's also trapped!" I want to get it out! Ah... Baby, I'll save you. Wait."

When Ziyi said the three words of little baby, her eyes were confused and completely ignored Feng Yang's surprised eyes.

"Feng Junyang! Can you use a needle? Ziyi calmed down a little and asked.

"I will."

I heard that you saved a lot of people in Qinghe Town. Promising!" She said slowly and handed Feng Junyang a box of silver needles, "You seal all the acupuncture points on her body! Be tough!"

"What! You really don't even let go of the dead!" Feng Junyang is a little angry. If people die, they still have to toss around. What's the use of sealing the acupuncture point?

"What are you lingling about!" Ziyi said angrily, "I'm not asking you to seal the acupuncture point, but I'm not asking you to dismember her. You haven't been to Western medicine. I think you have never seen what a scalpel looks like, have you? By the way, you were fired without graduation. Hahaha, that's understandable!"

It's not that I don't have the courage, but that I can't do it. Ziyi's cynicism was obviously trying to provoke himself, and he held down the surging anger in his heart and said nothing.

"Get out of here!" Ziyi pushed Feng Junyang and said, "I'll do it myself! Xingzhu, are you ready?

"Okay, Master."

Star bamboo carries a bronze tray, which is densely lined with silver needles. Feng Junyang can see a small plum blossom on the head of these silver needles!

is exactly the same as Feng Junyang's only plum needle!

"Why do you also have plum needles?" He asked in surprise, does this woman know his master? His plum needle was sent by the master. The master said that the key needle would have a divine effect by using the plum needle.

"Hmm! What does it mean that I also have plum needles? Plum needles have always been my original purple clothes!" Ziyi said contemptuously, "It's just those people who overestimated, fake plum needles, pretended to be purple clothes, and cheated the world to eat! Do you have it too?"

Ziyi completely ignored the handsome face and turned into a pig liver color. He stretched out his slender white right hand, gently picked up a plum needle, plunged into Qianhe's temple, and said, "Do you want to learn? If you want to learn, come and watch! Don't impersonate my plum needle, but don't use my moves.

"You look at my technique, the direction and strength of the needle; the amplitude, frequency and depth of the needle twist..."

Purple clothes suddenly changed her sasive tone. She held a silver needle in her hand and stabbed all over Qianhe's body. Her face was serious, and she stared at the silver needle in her hand without blinking, as if she was not facing a dead person, but a patient in urgent need of treatment.

"You must ask me how to save the little fox." She said without raising her head, "Then let's start with this dead body. You may not like to call her a dead body... It doesn't matter if you don't like it. Anyway, you also know it's a dead body. Unfortunately, she is a pure yin body!"

"Is she a pure yin?"

"I think so. I just don't know her birthday. If you can ask, it can't be wrong. Ziyi said lightly, "She has a very heavy yin, so my little baby and your little fox are surrounded by yin and can't rush out!"

"You've been talking about your little baby. What on earth is it?" Feng Junyang asked.

"You look smart, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid!" Ziyi began to sneer again, "My little baby, it's the poison I planted on the little fox!"

Poison? Is the poison alive? In his consciousness, poisons are colorless and tasteless, or colorful powder, smoke, etc.

"Xingzhu, add another bucket of potion to the master!" Ziyi shouted to the outside, and Feng Junyang found that Xingzhu and several other female disciples had gone out.

After a while, Xingzhu and Xinglan came in with a bucket of dark red potion and slowly added it to the transparent glass jar with a wooden ladle. As the water level rose and the temperature rose, Qianhe's body began to turn red and steamed.

"Zi Gu, will she... come back to life!" He pointed to the body of a thousand cranes covered with dense silver needles.

"No!" Zigu replied bluntly, "Xingzhu, Xinglan, ask them all to come in and watch carefully! In the future, Master will do these things in the inner hall. You can come in and have a look..."

"Really, Master?" Xingzhu Xinglan didn't seem to believe her ears, "Master, will you let us learn?"

"Yes. From now on, you will do less chores such as collecting medicine and crushing medicine, and give it to that boy..." He looked up at Feng Junyang and didn't say anything.

Are there any men in this place? It seems that you are not talking about yourself. Are there any other men besides yourself? After coming in for so long, I didn't feel the breath of a man or see the shadow of a man. Normally, places where men live will leave some clues.

"It's almost done! Starry chrysanthemum!" Ziyi looked at the body of Qianhe in the potion, which was covered with red and purple, and gradually expanded, like a blown balloon, which was about to explode all the time! Hurry up!"

The body of Qianhe is getting bigger and bigger! Two groups of things swam around under her skin, cleverly bypassing the acupuncture points sealed by silver needles, swimming from feet to hands, and then swimming from hands to stomach! It's getting faster and faster, as if looking for an exit!