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0020 Emerald Knife

"I think you just need to be fucked!"

Yang Dagen's face looked ugly. If it were the case before, he would have killed such a poisonous woman. But he could not do that. He promised that Qingshe could not kill people, otherwise even if he used the strongest power of the National Security Bureau, he would still bring him to justice.

The people watching the fun were all stunned. The boy was so energetic that he pulled the person away five or six meters away. Moreover, the woman's old face almost swollen into a pig's head.

Su Zijin almost cried to tears. When she saw Yang Dagen appear, a hint of joy flashed across her face and said hurriedly: "Student Yang, come quickly, my grandfather's rheumatism has occurred again."

Nodded, Yang Dagen walked over.

call out!

When passing by the poisonous woman who was wailing on the ground, he secretly moved his hands and feet, and used a silver needle to point the nerve area on the back of the old woman's head. Then, she giggled wildly.

"Wang Younian, my dead ghost is not at home tonight. Remember to come. Huh, I'll wait for you in the bed..." She just saw her pointing at a young man in her early twenties and fiddling with charm.

"You... what the hell are you talking about? My name is Zhou Dechuan. I am studying in a nearby technical school. Who will follow you..." The young man was so scared that his face turned pale. Damn, this old woman actually glared at him and almost disgusted to death.

The vicious woman's weird initiative was not over yet, and she pointed her hand at another old man in her sixties, and said with a charming smile: "Come on, Brother Huang, that king is useless, you can accompany me..."

The old man was so scared that he was trembling. I'll just rub it. The young man couldn't satisfy you. You still counted on me. As soon as he thought of this, he turned around and ran away in a hurry. It was so terrible.

"This woman is a lunatic. Everyone, be careful of being stuck."

Someone around me said something, and the people watching the fun disappeared. They felt a little sympathetic to Su Yonggui and Su Zijin, grandson. It was so unlucky that a lunatic broke the business.

Yang Dagen sneered in his heart. This woman was actually very normal. He just used a silver needle to point a heart-to-mouth acupoint in the nerve area, which caused her to suddenly become crazy and mentally disordered.

In the "Huangdi Neijing" Chinese medicine five elements, this is called phlegm confusing the heart.

Since Yang Dagen learned about it, he has worked with his master to practice the Dragon Control Art, "Huangdi Neijing", "Shennong Hundred Herbs", "The Book of the King of Medicine Sun Simiao" and other medical books that are so memorable that I can't use violence to deal with you?

The reason for doing this was mainly because she was worried that the evil woman would continue to shout and cause trouble, so she would let her go after she could help Su Yonggui straighten up.

"My father, does your legs hurt?"

He helped Su Yonggui to a small stool and sat down. Yang Dagen pressed his hand on the old man's wrist and asked while taking the pulse.

The old man said intermittently, "The legs don't hurt much, but my heart hurts so much, like a knife cutting inside."

Nodding slightly, Yang Dagen turned to Su Zijin with a worried look on his face and said, "Don't worry, your grandfather is not rheumatism attack, but is older. With more than ten years of rheumatism, he is anxious to attack his heart, which leads to a defect in the heart yang, which affects the whole body, causing the lower body's motor nerve to suddenly stop. Just straighten the meridians and make them run traditionally. "

Su Zijin could not understand it. He just wanted to cure his grandfather in his heart. Naturally, the chicken nodded repeatedly, "Student Yang, then you can help my grandfather treat it."

"Um!"

No more nonsense, Yang Dagen took out a beautiful and exquisite jade knife from his waist, which looked like bamboo leaves. It was about six or seven centimeters long, hollow, and slightly twisted, and a beat of gold and silver needles of varying lengths appeared inside.

This is the treasure that Yang Dagen specially asked him to wear on his body before he was driven down the mountain by his master!

The blade has no edge and contains some strange power. No matter how deep the bloody hole is left on the body, it can be quickly healed and restored without leaving any trace.

If this treasure was not available, Yang Dagen would not have been so perverted and terrifying during the Purgatory of the Sea Emperor Island back then. He was blown away by heavy TNT and was full of blood and was full of energy the next day.

He took out a few silver needles and rubbed them. His movements were like wind, and he stabbed them on several key nerve acupoints on the old man's head. Then he massaged the old man's heart with one hand.

Deficiency of heart yang, also known as heart yang deficiency, is a symptom of brain neurasthenia. Yinzhi Ding point can quickly clear the nerve veins that are trapped in the blocked state. His hands then send a stream of pure yang internal energy into the old man's body bit by bit.

The heart belongs to fire. To sort out the mental state of the old man, we naturally need to replenish fire. This fire is not real fire, but the condensed internal energy produced by Yang Dagen practicing the Dragon Control Art. This internal energy is available to all martial artists who practice internal cultivation, but their own practices are different, but they are different.

Soon, in less than a cup of tea, Su Yonggui slowly opened his eyes, his eyes bright, as if he was more energetic than before. He himself was surprised, so he stood up and stomped his feet hard.

"It's true. My legs are so strong. Could it be that they have been cured?"

Su Zijin's eyebrows were crescent-shaped, and she was so happy that she hurriedly pulled Yang Dagen to introduce to her grandfather, "Grandpa, this is my classmate Yang Dagen, he helped you to cure it."

"Hehe, it's Zijin's classmate. Thank you. If it weren't for you, my life would have been here." Su Yonggui said with a smile. After years of hardship, he had long smoothed the sharpness of his once dominant shopping malls. He did not have the same burial in the past, and he was like a rural farmer.

Yang Dagen said: "Grandpa, don't say that. Zijin and I are both deskmates and good friends. Of course, we must do our best to help you. I just helped you straighten out your nerves. As for rheumatism, I didn't have time to treat it because I still lack a kind of medicine, so I must find it first."

Su Yonggui narrowed his eyes, looked back and forth thoughtfully on Yang Dagen and Su Zijin, and then sighed: "You can see that you like my Zijin, you are also a good child, but you are still young now and you still have to focus on studying. I believe you also know that my granddaughter has excellent grades and will definitely be able to go to a key university in the future. I don't want it..."

"Grandpa! What are you talking about?" Su Zijin interrupted with a blushing face and said angrily: "Do you think your granddaughter is amazing? Classmate Yang is much better than me. He defeated the school's math team alone..."

As she said that, she told her brilliant story of Yang Dagen's math group with ten questions in the face and vividly explained it. Even she didn't know why she was anxious to come forward to clarify for Yang Dagen.

"Hahaha! No wonder, no wonder you have such good medical skills at a young age. It turns out that your brain is so smart! Haha, I feel relieved." Su Yonggui felt relieved. His parents were very conservative and always thought that being with students with good grades was a good thing.

After a storm continued, the fruit business could not continue. Helplessly, Su Yonggui had to take these fruits home. Naturally, Yang Dagen went to her home at the invitation of Su Zijin.

Yang Dagen has been to Su Zijin's residence, but there was no reason to go in at that time, but now it is different. He was invited by the old man to come to his house more often when he has time to play chess and make fun of him.
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