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Chapter 71: The Second Floor of the Nine Suns Needle

Zhang Xiaofan spoke directly, and took out a thousand yuan and handed it to the old man, took the book and put it away.

The old man put away the money and turned around and left, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Young man, how can you do this? That old man is crazy."

"Yes, hurry up and get the money back."

Several kind-hearted people persuaded Zhang Xiaofan one after another, for fear that he would be deceived by the old man.

In fact, Zhang Xiaofan had no other meaning. He just saw that the old man was a little pitiful, so he bought it. Anyway, his money was not serious, so doing some good deeds can be considered a disaster relief!

"Thank you, I know what you said, but it's just that the uncle is a little pitiful. Besides, this little money is nothing, just think it's safe to buy it."

After walking around again and still not finding anything, Zhang Xiaofan left the freakish market.

"This man is really, he doesn't look stupid. How can he believe the sloppy old man's words?"

"Let's not worry about eating salty radish. People are stupid and have more money, and they are happy."

The people who persuaded Zhang Xiaofan just now were talking with ridiculous faces, all thinking that Zhang Xiaofan had become a sucker.

In fact, Zhang Xiaofan didn't know what he was thinking just now, but he bought it with a hot mind and impulse. Maybe it was because he really looked pitiful to the old man, maybe it was because there was a strange force that attracted him.

Until he walked far, his mind still seemed to be a little dim.

I took the bus back to Xiao Yunfeng's house. I saw that Xiao Yunfeng had not gotten off work yet, so I took out the book I bought from the sloppy old man in boredom.

"I didn't expect that I, Zhang Xiaofan, would be confused."

After laughing at himself, he flipped through a few pages casually; suddenly the content inside attracted him.

‘The ancient needle can also be tangible or invisible. Use Qi to control the needle, separate the air to stabilize the acupoints, and kill people invisibly. If you want to achieve this technique, you need to practice Qi first...’

"Is this actually what the master once said about the second layer of the Nine Yang Divine Needle with Qi to control the needle?"

Zhang Xiaofan's face was extremely shocked. Huo De stood up from the sofa and murmured.

"Who is that old man? How could he have such a secret technique of ancient needles that even the master does not have?"

After thinking for a while, the corners of my mouth slightly raised; I really didn't expect that this level of secret technique was recorded in a book that appeared to be a ragged book.

No wonder no one believes it. Most people will sneer at the contents of the book. Coupled with the old man's outfit and the opening remarks that old cannot be older, no one can believe that this is an opportunity that goes against the will of heaven.

But when I think back, even if ordinary people buy this book, they cannot see the mystery.

A creaking sound of the door opened interrupted Zhang Xiaofan's thoughts, retracted his mind and put away the broken book.

"get off work?"

Xiao Yunfeng walked in with her tired body. Judging from her face, she seemed to have encountered some trouble.

"Well, I'm off work; I'm so exhausted today; do you think it's a surprise? Today, our hospital actually took three patients with the same symptoms as the previous patient, but they seem to be lighter than the previous one."

Xiao Yunfeng said, put on her slippers and threw the bag on the sofa, took off her coat, and walked towards the kitchen.

After listening to Xiao Yunfeng's words, Zhang Xiaofan's face changed instantly. Is it a patient with the same symptoms?

It seems that if you want to completely solve this problem, you must first find the second pillar, otherwise this may become more and more common.

But what puzzled Zhang Xiaofan was how many medicines Erzhuzi and the others had?

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaofan thought of someone, Liang Xiaodao.

Since Liang Xiaodao is a gangster, and it seems that he can make a fortune in that black market, if he helps inquire about it, there should be news about Erzhuzi.

But thinking of Liang Xiaodao's mother, Zhang Xiaofan began to hesitate again.

"Who is that old lady? Whose person has sealed the acupoints with ancient needles?"

After no results in thinking, I finally decided to ask myself.

"I'll go out and eat it yourself at noon..."

After saying that, Zhang Xiaofan got up and left the room; Xiao Yunfeng sighed helplessly, looking listless, and looked at the pot that had just been cleaned.

"Forget it, why do I cook if he is not there?"

I went back to the bedroom and crawled directly onto the bed: "I really exhausted today..."

Zhang Xiaofan took a taxi and went straight to Liang Xiaodao's residence. The door was not locked and opened with a light push.

The room was still the same, and the old lady was half lying on the bed, her eyes closed as if she was asleep.

"Aunt Liang..."

The old lady still opened her eyes. When she saw that it was Zhang Xiaofan, she seemed a little surprised. She first looked up and down at Zhang Xiaofan; then opened her lips slightly and said, "Young man, sit down!"

"Aunt Liang, I'm here to find Brother Dao. Isn't he here?"

"That kid works on the construction site all day long. Aren't you his coworker? Why? He didn't go to work today?"

Zhang Xiaofan's face changed, and then he remembered that he seemed to have let go.

Just when Zhang Xiaofan didn't know how to explain, the old lady spoke again: "Actually, I know you are not his coworker, and you are an amazing inheritor of ancient Chinese medicine."

As soon as these words were said, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't calm down. The old lady in front of her actually knew the inheritance of ancient Chinese medicine, and it seemed that she knew far more than that.

Who is she? Is she also the descendant of the ancient family?

But Zhang Xiaofan thought about it for a long time in his mind, but he never remembered what his master said that there was a family named Liang in the ancient family.

"What? Is it surprising to you if you are old? Your needlework should be taught by the old man surnamed Gu?"

As soon as these words were said, Zhang Xiaofan was even more shocked. As he listened to the meaning of the words, the old lady in front of him clearly knew her master.

“Uh…yes.”

"Hmph, I didn't expect that the old manly accepted you as an apprentice quietly and let you wander around. Are you not afraid of causing trouble for him?"

The old lady snorted coldly, and said with difficulty, she sat up and leaned against the head of the bed.

"Forget it, he probably didn't tell you that, since that's the case, I won't say much."

Speaking of this, the old lady suddenly sighed in a low voice, as if she had recalled some sad past: "What's your name? Did you encounter any difficult things when you come here today?"

Zhang Xiaofan was getting more and more shocked. From the beginning to now, every word the old lady said seemed like a sledgehammer, making his heart shake constantly.

It is becoming more and more certain that this old lady is definitely not an ordinary person, and she is likely to be a hidden master like her master.

"My younger generation Zhang Xiaofan, I came here today to find Brother Dao and ask him to help me find someone."

"Are you a man in the underworld?"

Zhang Xiaofan: “…”
Chapter completed!
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