When he walked into the main hall of the pharmacy, his wife's finger was already pressing on the weak man's pulse, and she breathed a sigh of relief:

"This injury is very rough, but it does not directly urge you to kill. Instead, it gives enough time to treat the injury. It is not difficult to treat only if you can use internal force to apply acupuncture. However, people with internal force are not common here. Maybe it is to make you die slowly in regret and fear, but I don't know who is so cruel."

The face changed, and he didn't interfere, just said:

"Just a little thief, please ask the female gentleman to get the needle."

The woman nodded slightly and turned to greet Wang Anfeng:

"Feng'er, come here."

When the boy walked to her, he saw the aunt who gave him a beautiful impression and continued to wave, let him listen to him, and said something in a low voice. Wang Anfeng's expression was slightly surprised at first, then nodded slightly and listened carefully. After about a few minutes, she raised her head and said:

"Feng'er's internal energy practice is enough, but he has never studied medicine, let alone acupuncture. I can guide him to take acupuncture, but there are many risks."

“…How sure are you sure you are?”

"Life and sudden death are only a matter of five or five."

"Suddenly dead?!"

The man, who was pale in his face, showed a three-point struggle on his face. After a long silence, he waved to Zhao Daniu and said a few words. The latter's face was constantly intertwined with sadness and horror, and finally retreated in silence. The man, who was holding his fists heavily at Li Kangsheng's wife, said:

"I don't know the name of a female gentleman?"

"I dare not, I will avoid the Feng of your surname, and I will have the only name of Lan."

Everyone lowered their heads and muttered twice, turned their heads and said sternly: "Zhao Daniu, if Grandpa Tian takes me Zhang Zhengyang, it is his old man who cares about me. Remember to burn paper and wine every month. If you take your anger on Mr. Feng, Mr. Li, and this little brother, I can't spare you. How much wine do you cook? I won't touch a drop of it!"

Zhao Daniu forced a smile and said, "What did my brother say? Am I the kind of person who is ungrateful? The military discipline is strict. You still have military sticks and have never punished me. How can you leave?"

Zhang Zhengyang laughed when he heard this. Although he was weak, he was three points taller. Then he leaned down and gritted his teeth and said:

"I would like to ask Mr. Feng and my little brother to get the needle!"

Feng Lan nodded slightly, rolled up the silver needle, and stood up and said:

"Then please let Zhang Dutou move into the inner room. Lord Zhao just got noisy here, which made many people come to see him. It is no longer suitable to give guidance to Feng'er."

Zhang Zhengyang was indecisive. He was supported by Zhao Daniu and others and followed Feng Lan and Li Kangsheng, and entered the inner room where the needle was supplied. It was only about ten square meters in size, with a bed. Feng Lan tray was on the bed, untied the thin ropes on the two bed posts, and then a black curtain was hung from both sides, isolated from the inside and outside, saying:

"Zhang Dutou, we are different from men and women. The husband will find acupoints outside. Feng'er will give the needle. You change your clothes and stretch your right arm. I need to take the pulse at all times to prevent a breakdown. The injection needs to be quiet. Please ask Lord Zhao and others to stay outside and do not let others disturb you."

At this time, holding a silver needle in Feng Lan's words, there was no ordinary elegance in her words, but a sense of heroism. Zhao Daniu nodded quickly and shouted:

"Don't worry, sir, we are here, and we will never ask half of us to come in!" Zhang Zhengyang smiled when he heard this, "Then you must find half of us."

Zhao Daniu was stunned for a moment. Seeing that Zhang Zhengyang could still joke, he felt a little relaxed. He wanted to reply a few words, but was afraid of delaying the time, so he stopped talking again, knelt down with a thud, kowtowed at Li Kangsheng and Wang Anfeng several times, stood up and said, "Brother..." Before he finished speaking, his eyes turned a little red. He couldn't continue, so he turned around and stepped out, guarding the door like a door god.

While Zhao Daniu and others went out, the muscles on Zhang Zhengyang's face twitched violently, and his face turned pale. Wang Anfeng was slightly stunned and heard his uncle sighing:

"I can actually hold back the pain and joke, and my concentration is admirable. Please take off my clothes quickly."

Zhang Zhengyang reluctantly raised his hand to untie the iron armor, lifted his inner clothes and said with a wry smile:

"There is no way... These brothers are all dead. If they look painful, I'm afraid that they are even more scared than me. It would be fine if I suffer alone, why bother to bring them to accompany me to worry? If you die, you will die. If you hurt your brothers together, it would be really bad."

The sound fell, and the clothes were lifted up, revealing their strong and strong body. There were various sword scars on the front, but the back was smooth. Li Kangsheng helped Zhang Zhengyang over and stretched his hand over the curtain. The latter felt two cold fingers resting on his veins, and he heard the sound inside:

"The needles go on a dangerous road, and you should first activate the body's vitality. Husband, click the Qi and Guanyuan point, Feng'er, and use the third method of needle extraction that my aunt just told you to pierce these two points."

Wang Anfeng's heart immediately started to beat faster when he heard this. He just spoke just because he was thinking about whether he could save a life. At this moment, a lot of tension arose.

The wealth and life of the man Angzang in front of him, and even the reputation that his uncle and aunt have worked hard for many years, are now on his shoulders!

He had never had such an experience in the past. For a moment, he felt that his arms were much stiffer and he had not moved for a few breaths. It was not until Li Kangsheng used two fingers to tighten the skin at Zhang Zhengyang's Qihai acupoint that he suddenly realized.

He quickly raised his hand and pressed it on the white cloth to get the needle, but the force was too strong, and it pierced his fingertips, and a bright red blood drop dripped on the white cloth, staining some traces.

Li Kangsheng's heart was shocked, but Zhang Zhengyang looked at Wang Anfeng who was stiff in his needle and said with a smile:

"Little brother, why bother to be nervous? Just think I'm a big piece of fat pork."

Wang Anfeng took a deep breath and tried to calm down. He turned around and looked at the acupoint. He pinched the silver needle with his fingers, but didn't know how to get it. Although he was mature, he was just over thirteen years old. He was not a natural child prodigy. He could still be calm and composed, nor was he a veteran general who had rolled in the sea of ​​blood, ignoring life and death.

The more I told myself that I could not make mistakes, the more difficult it would be to get started. A little cold sweat oozed out of my forehead, and I felt that the three-inch silver needle was as heavy as Qianjun.

There was a dead silence in the room, and my heart could be beaten. Everyone's breathing sound was rough and terrifying. It seemed that the ghost of the underworld was breathing behind him. The black curtain was like a cloud covering the ground. The blue veins on his thick wrists were screaming and twisting. Zhang Zhengyang's pale face was smiling weakly, but in a blink of an eye, he suddenly turned into a miserable appearance of bleeding from the seven orifices. He looked at himself with his eyes open. He could not hear any sound outside, but only the sound of footsteps kept ringing, as if it was getting faster and faster.

Smack,

Smack,

Clip-click...

"Put down the needle!"

The heart was upset and anxious, and a sudden shout sounded in Wang Anfeng's ear, his wrist trembled, and he unconsciously pierced into the sea of ​​Qi with a needle. The internal force could penetrate Zhang Zhengyang's body through the silver needle. This cave was located in the Ren meridian, which was the sea of ​​qi, and had the effect of replenishing vital energy. Zhang Zhengyang's expression suddenly relaxed slightly, and Fenglan in his ear shouted again:

"Feng'er, calm your mind and calm your mind, have no desires or demands. At this time, the arrow is on the string, your internal energy is limited, and he has not had much time. The second needle Guanyuan, the method to replenish the needle!"

Human life is at stake, and Wang Anfeng has no way to turn around. He gritted his teeth and moved his wrist. The silver needle fell to where Li Kangsheng pointed. He flicked his fingers and whispered softly. Before he could see Zhang Zhengyang's expression, he heard another voice in his ears: "The essence has been opened. If the internal qi stagnation cannot be dissipated before the discharge is exhausted, he will definitely die suddenly. Feng'er, the acupoint of the Taiyin spleen meridian of the foot, the method of ejaculation drops the needle!"

Wang Anfeng gritted his teeth and made a move. A cold light flashed by. A five-inch needle had already penetrated the acupoint. Zhang Zhengyang's face showed pain. Before he could worry, Feng Lan spoke again, and his tone was like a pearl falling from the plate, becoming more and more rapid.

"Sea of ​​Blood!"

"Kongzui! Huimen!"

"Ground machine! Zhongdu! Liangqiu! Waiqiu!"

There was almost no time to shout, Wang Anfeng widened his eyes, and he had no time to do anything in his heart. He seemed to have deafness and could not hear anything in his ears. Only his aunt's voice became more and more rapid and bright.

His forehead was covered with cold sweat, but his hands were extremely stable. Silver needles fell into the ground like stars and penetrated into Zhang Zhengyang's body. Until the last loud shout, the silver needle entered his body, and the silver needles all over his body chanted together. Zhang Zhengyang suddenly turned over and coughed out a mouthful of black blood, and his face was pale in an instant.
Chapter completed!