"Oh? You actually know the Dragon Chasing Acupuncture Technique?" The old man was also quite surprised and looked at Lin Yang in disbelief.
"How could you not know? This is a legendary ancient acupuncture technique! I heard it has been lost! No one understands this acupuncture technique!" Lin Yang said hoarsely.
"How do you understand?"
"I don't understand."
"If you don't understand, how can you recognize that this acupuncture is Chasing the Dragon Acupuncture?" the old man said with a smile.
"I just calculated it based on historical records."
"Conjecture?" The old man looked surprised.
"Historical records describe the Dragon Chasing Acupuncture technique. The needles are like thunder, and the traces are like dragons. They are moved by pulses and controlled by Qi. The power of the needles is like electricity, and its meaning is like fish, elusive...I think based on this description.
What kind of needles can meet the characteristics of Chasing Dragon Acupuncture, so
I calculated a rough acupuncture method, but this is just my calculation. I don’t know what the real dragon-chasing acupuncture method is. However, the needle the old man just used happened to match what I calculated, so I concluded that this is the dragon-chasing acupuncture method.
Dragon Needle Technique." Lin Yang said weakly.
The old man was even more surprised when he heard the sound.
"Young man, you... are so lucky!"
"Senior, that's a big reward."
Feeling that the silver needle was gone, Lin Yang recovered a little, and then he got up with difficulty. Without being polite, he tore off the drumsticks of the pheasant and stuffed them into his mouth to eat.
"Your understanding of medicine is really outstanding. I think your body has also been transformed by your own medical skills, otherwise you would not have such amazing recovery power." The old man stared at Lin Yang and asked: "Do you do it every day?
Take a bath with thick tiger soup?"
"Thick tiger soup? The efficacy of that medicine is too low. I take a Tenglong bath every day!" Lin Yang said.
"What? Tenglong bath? The effect of that kind of medicated bath is ten times that of thick tiger soup! Ordinary people can't even bear the thick tiger soup, how can you bear the Tenglong bath? Are you a freak?" The old man was speechless.
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Lin Yang showed a bitter smile: "Senior, you have overthought it. I am not a freak. The reason why I can make a bubble dragon bath is because I added a few unique herbs to relieve the side effects of the medicine, reducing its intensity to less than that of thick tiger soup.
"Are these medicines? Aren't you afraid that the medicinal properties of Tenglong Bath will be reduced?"
"No, just control the dosage."
"I see..."
The old man suddenly realized what he was thinking.
"Senior knows the Dragon Chasing Acupuncture technique, and also knows the Tenglong Bath Rich Tiger Soup... I guess he is also a medical expert." Lin Yang said with a smile.
"I learned some medical skills when I was young, but they have long been abandoned now." The old man sighed.
"Senior has lived here in seclusion for decades. There is no one around here, so his medical skills are naturally useless."
"Oh, let's not talk about it anymore. Young man, you fell from above because of that woman, right? What happened up there? What grudges are there between you and that woman?" The old man seemed to be carelessly talking while talking.
I asked while eating pheasant.
"This has to start with a star fruit cultivated by the bitter girl on the mountain...Senior, you should know the bitter girl, right?" Lin Yang asked.
"Of course we know her. She is a lifelong lover. Who knows about her? How is she doing? Is she okay?" the old man asked casually.
"She's dead." Lin Yang said.
"What?"
The old man stood up suddenly and looked at Lin Yang in shock.
Lin Yang was also a little surprised by the old man's reaction.
"Senior, are you okay?"
However, the old man was a little out of control at this moment. He grabbed Lin Yang's collar and almost roared: "Are you lying to me? You must be lying to me! She can't die! There's no way she can die!"
Lin Yang was shocked and realized that the old man's eyes were red.
All the previous gentleness and kindness disappeared, leaving only hysteria.
"Senior, I didn't lie to you. The bitter girl is indeed dead! When she was fighting with the woman just now, she had her head taken off by that woman. I saw it with my own eyes!" Lin Yang said hoarsely.
The old man's pupils dilated, and when he looked into Lin Yang's eyes, he could see that Lin Yang was not lying.
"How could this happen? How could..."
The old man stepped back repeatedly, his body trembling, and finally he sat weakly on the ground, his head hanging down, and tears streaming from his eyes.
He didn't cry.
I just couldn't stop crying.
Lin Yang got up, looked at the old man, thought for a moment and said: "I think the person who the bitter woman has been waiting for for decades is you, senior, right?"
The old man closed his eyes and was silent for a long time before slowly speaking.
"Yes...the person I have been waiting for for decades is me..."
