After the old man studied for a while, Yang Bei's eyelids moved, and then he suddenly opened his eyes.
"Young man, are you awake?" the old man said very gently, with an expression of care for mentally retarded children.
"You..." After seeing the old man, Yang Bei was still a little confused for a while, and his continuous coma caused his memory to become ridiculously chaotic.
But he soon came back to his senses, his pupils suddenly shrank, "It's you, old gangster, what did you do to me?"
"I didn't do anything. You suddenly fainted just now. I just tried to wake you up." The old man said innocently.
"I fainted by myself?" Yang Bei was stunned. How could he faint for no reason? Then, he felt a faint pain in the back of his neck and immediately remembered, "It was obviously you who knocked me out.
Bar?"
"Being comatose for too long really affects memory. Your memory is biased. You clearly fainted yourself, but you thought it was me who hit you." The old man said.
"Impossible, do you really think I'm stupid? I wouldn't know if you hit me?" Yang Bei sneered.
"I told you that you have some health problems and you may faint at any time." The old man said calmly.
"Fart, I'm normally cruel..." Yang Bei stood up and was about to leave. He couldn't stay here any longer. This old man seemed to have some special hobby.
"Haha..." The old man smiled mysteriously, and suddenly he drew another hand knife.
"Fuck..." Yang Bei turned his head and looked at the old man angrily, but he couldn't say the next words and lost consciousness in an instant.
"Not polite!" The old man shook his head, moved Yang Bei to the window again, and took a notebook to record.
Not long after, he drew out a complete meridian diagram of the human body in his notebook, with some annotations on some special places, which should be Yang Bei's meridian diagram.
"The severed meridians are very thoughtful!" The old man looked at the meridians diagram thoughtfully. As for Yang Bei's meridians, almost none of them were complete. Even if there were, they were blocked.
However, it is really strange that Yang Bei can still practice with such meridians.
If Yang Bei could be allowed to repair the meridians, his body would be soaring to the sky.
The more the old man thought about it, the more excited he became, as if he saw a born peerless master about to be born in his own hands.
Of course, he is not overflowing with sympathy, but just has a technical itch. Meeting Yang Bei with a physique is simply God's will.
But he didn't want to tell Yang Bei directly, as that would not be in line with his temperament as a worldly expert.
"Young man, you were convinced to meet me, but you didn't respect me at all and even stole my wine flask." The old man sighed, it was too hard to be a good person.
"I don't feel convinced at all!" Yang Bei's voice suddenly came to mind.
The old man was startled and found that Yang Bei was looking directly at him, "Why did you wake up so quickly?"
He estimated that Yang Bei would be unconscious for at least half an hour.
"Tch, the same tricks are useless against me." Yang Bei sat up and rubbed the sore back of his neck. This old guy was so cruel.
"Oh, when did you wake up?" The old man was startled. He was indeed right. Yang Bei indeed had a strange skeleton.
"Just when you said you were convinced that I met you." Yang Bei looked disgusted, and he almost vomited.
"Young man, I think there may be some misunderstanding between us. I don't mean any harm." The old man nodded and said.
"Oh, you've knocked me out a few times and you said you meant no harm. Do you think I'm stupid?" Yang Bei sneered.
"Didn't I tell you that you were too weak and fainted on your own?" the old man said innocently.
"Tch, I don't even believe what you said with punctuation marks." Yang Bei sneered.
"It's hard to be a good person." The old man sighed, and then quickly slashed the back of Yang Bei's neck with his knife.
Because the same part suffered multiple blows, Yang Bei's neck seemed to make the sound of bones breaking. He looked at the old man in disbelief and wondered, is this interesting?
Then, he lost his meaning again.
"Old man, I haven't studied it yet. Why are you waking up so quickly?" The old man shook his head, took out a pair of silver needles, and inserted them into various acupuncture points on Yang Bei's body.
If Yang Bei were awake now, he would definitely be very resistant, because the old man's silver needles were all black, and there were some strange stains on them. They looked like they were dug out of the garbage, and they were unhygienic at first glance.
There are bacteria.
However, the old man did not realize it at all. Instead, he was very happy with the pricking. "This touch is simply wonderful. It not only reminds me of the fast pig skin when I practiced acupuncture, it is exactly the same."
Thanks to those pig skins, he now has such superb skills.
In his sleep, Yang Bei felt like countless sledgehammers were hitting him everywhere, as if they were going to crush him. Even though his endurance was unusual for ordinary people, the pain still made him feel like he was about to die.
However, in the midst of this pain, there seemed to be a strange flame raging all over his body. Not only did it not feel any burning pain, it felt very comfortable, as if it had been reborn.
After a period of time, Yang Bei roared angrily, spit out a mouthful of black blood, and sat up from the bed.
He looked at his hands in confusion, and then shook them. They seemed to be stronger than before, and the faint feeling of powerlessness caused by the old injuries seemed to be alleviated a lot.
"Boy, why are you sleeping here? You almost spit out blood on my face. Please pay me."
In confusion, Yang Bei heard a familiar yet unfamiliar voice, "Holy shit, why are you here?"
The one who spoke was the unscrupulous old man who knocked him out and then sold him.
"Nonsense, this is my home, I should be the one asking you why you sleep here." The old man said dissatisfied.
"No, didn't you sell me to another person? Where is the other person?" Yang Bei frowned slightly. What is the situation now? He was a little confused.
"Fart, buying and selling people is illegal, do you think I don't know that? Your kid suddenly woke up at that time, and then ran away without a trace. I didn't expect that you actually sent us here again." The old man looked at it with a half-smile.
Yang Bei.
"What do you want to do?" Yang Bei was startled, and goosebumps suddenly fell all over the floor.
"You have made this place like this for me, so why don't you stay with me?" The old man looked at the black blood on the ground with disgust. He was so young and his body was so weak.
"Stop pretending, there is another person here. You must be in the same group. He was here before, and he knocked me out several times." Yang Bei said.
"I have lived here alone for a long time. There is no one else here. Stop pretending to be stupid. Pay the money and leave immediately. Don't die here. It's bad luck." The old man said with disgust.
"Oh, I don't believe it." Yang Bei immediately stood up and started searching, but there was no trace of the old man from before. "There was a banned book not suitable for children here before, but why is it gone now?"
"Fart, I'm a Spring and Autumn student, I know how to read that kind of book." The old man said, and actually took out a Spring and Autumn book.
"This..." Yang Bei scratched his head, this was too weird.