Chapter 135: Secret Words on Needle
After seeing the things in the needle box, Fan Wubing's first reaction was to take these things to Fan Tianlan. The old man was an expert and this thing was his family treasure. He had the most say in this issue.
So Fan Wubing hurriedly packed the needle box and the things inside, and was about to drive to the old man's residence.
"I want to go too." Chen Jingchu said, pulling Fan Wubing.
Well? Fan Wubing thought it didn't matter if he went there. Anyway, the car wouldn't cost much gasoline just because he was too much. Moreover, Feng Ping had to go to the hospital to see her younger brother Feng Mao's treatment, so she must go there, so the three of them will be together.
So Fan Wubing drove over and went straight to find Fan Tianlan.
The old man was practicing Tai Chi in the yard of his residence. As soon as he got older, he was divided into two types. One was to eat and wait for death, and if he had nothing to do, he would just wander around and live a muddle of life. The other was to have ambitions and pursue high-quality life. Fan Tianlan must belong to the latter, otherwise he would not have been in his 90s and insisted on practicing medicine everywhere. If a person lives to his position, he would have already lived out.
The old man's Tai Chi is not the popular boxing technique that was simplified later. It was learned slowly with a very famous boxer in the late Qing Dynasty. It looked slow and arduous, but once it moved, it was as flexible as a rabbit. After decades of unremitting training, it was already a bit hot. At this moment, in front of Fan Wubing, it was a big demeanor.
Seeing Fan Wubing coming with the two girls, the old man didn't respond. Until he finished his work, he wiped his face and hands with the towel on the flower stand next to him. Then he asked slowly, "Wubing, come here so early, it's not like your style."
Fan Wubing immediately sweated and thought to himself that his new master was really keen on his temperament. After a day or two, he could understand his personality traits. No wonder he could become a great man in practicing medicine.
"Teacher, the student has important things and needs to report to you in person, so he rushed over." Fan Wubing said politely.
"What's the matter? Let's talk to the house." The old man nodded and brought Fan Wubing and his group of three into the house.
The old man lived in a house not a hotel or a hospital guesthouse, but the dean's own yard. Although it was a little far from the city, it was better than the quiet environment and the yard was large, with two acres of land, with several rows of blue bricks and tiles. The yard was paved with blue bricks and roads, and sometimes there were a few open spaces, planting various flowers and plants, and two pieces of land were set up on shelves and hung with some loofahs, but it was very good.
The furnishings in the house are also very simple. The table is a solid wood square table without paint. However, due to the long time of use, the tabletop is greasy and extremely smooth. The bed is also a hard bed with a layer of straw mattress on it.
There is a small mud stove next to it, with a pot of hot water burning on it. At this time, the steam is rising and it is already on.
Feng Ping walked over well, washed the teapot and then made tea. Chen Jingchu was a little upset when he saw it, and thought that he was still much worse in this regard, and Feng Ping found an opportunity to show off. Looking at the old man's expression, it was obvious that he was quite satisfied with Feng Ping's actions and couldn't help but regret it.
"Teacher, please see--" Fan Wubing took out the red sandalwood needle box, then took off the wood block in front of Fan Tianlan, slowly took out the things inside, and displayed them one by one in front of the old man.
When Fan Wubing took out the golden needle, the old man's face changed. It was obvious that the golden needle was better and longer than the golden needle that was placed in the needle box before. Then when he saw the mantra and map, the old man became even more excited. He couldn't help but slapped the table, and his eyes were full of tears.
Fan Wubing was shocked by the old man. He thought to himself that he was so old, but he must not be overly excited. In that case, he would be in trouble! He finally found a master-level teacher. If he didn’t learn anything, he would become a master. How could he suffer?!
So Fan Wubing quickly supported the old man, put his palm on his juniors, and slowly used his true energy to ease the turbulent qi and blood and save him from making trouble.
The old man calmed down his excitement after a long time, took a breath and said to Fan Wubing, "Did you help me with your true qi? I just felt that my chest was a little blocked, and when your palm came over, it gradually calmed down."
Fan Wubing thought it was so lingering, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and there was almost a problem. Fortunately, he saw the opportunity faster, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.
The old man calmed down and said to Fan Wubing, "The thing you found is the method used to match the golden needle of the Eros and the set of things that use internal energy to match the needle. I originally thought it had all been lost, but I didn't expect that I could see it again in my lifetime. It's really a sight!"
"Why can't I see the trick?" Fan Wubing asked curiously.
Fan Wubing thought he had a deep understanding of the meridians, internal organs, and acupoints. However, when he saw these maps and formulas, he found that they were not at all related to what he knew, and he was very puzzled.
Fan Tianlan smiled and said, "It's not that you don't understand, but that there is a unique secret of our old Fan family in the picture and the mantra. If you haven't come into contact with this, you will naturally not understand it."
Oh, after hearing the old man's explanation, Fan Wubing suddenly realized that this thing is like a codebook. It looks like this, but in fact it is not like this. Only by mastering the key can you solve these puzzles and find the real answer.
In the past, the ancients kept many things as private, and they always passed on to men but not women, and not daughters but children. Over time, many good things were lost. In addition, many people like to make mysterious things, making the originally very simple things extremely complicated, and in the end they couldn't even understand their descendants.
Traditional Chinese medicine's performance on this issue is also typical. For example, if Hua Tuo's Qingnang Book was published early, it would not have been burned to death because it could not find the successor.
However, the incisions and secret words in traditional Chinese medicine are more concealed. In some prescriptions, if the dosage of any medicine is wrong, the things that may be configured are poisons, which will kill people. In basic theories, such as meridian maps and acupuncture formulas, it is easy to cure people.
The old man sat down and carefully studied the formulas on the map. He had a rough understanding in his mind, so he said to Fan Wubing, "These things are all internal acupuncture and fingering. They have no practical significance to me, but they are very useful to you. I spent a whole morning to sort out these and explain them slowly to you in the afternoon. With this thing, Feng Mao's leg disease will only take a week to cure it."
Feng Ping didn't understand anything else, but when she heard Fan Tianlan say that her brother's leg disease would be cured in one week, she almost beat the teapot and the hot water splashed out burned the back of her hand, and a few red marks suddenly appeared. However, she was too excited at this time and could not feel the pain.
Fan Wubing wanted to say something, but the old man only had the mantra and map in his eyes at this moment, and he didn't bother to pay attention to Fan Wubing and the others. He just waved his hand and asked them all to stay away and he was going to do a translation.
After Fan Wubing and the other three came out, Feng Ping was quite excited. When she heard the news that her younger brother could recover within a week, she felt so comfortable. Fan Wubing was a little anxious. He didn't know what impact this thing could have on his internal strength or would produce some breakthroughs?
Chen Jingchu was a little depressed. From last night to now, he didn't have much chance to have in-depth communication with Fan Wubing. On the contrary, Feng Ping is really a seductive fairy. If she continues like this, she may be fascinated by Fan Wubing's soul in a few days.
Before Fan Wubing decided where to spend a while, someone called his mobile phone.
"Hey? Who?" Fan Wubing answered the phone and asked with a frown.
"Mr. Fan? I am Xiao Xing from the Armed Forces Department!" The voice from the opposite side seemed a little impatient, but it was Xiao Xing, the staff officer from the Armed Forces Department I met last night.
"What's wrong with you?" Fan Wubing asked knowingly.
People from the military region came to the rock through the provincial armed forces, but Fan Wubing took the person down. If this matter was passed back to the province, it would definitely cause an uproar.
Chapter completed!