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"Grandpa, what is the big blue-clothed one?" Lin Dazhu couldn't help asking,

Mr. Lin did not answer, but stretched out his hand: "Medicinal Wine."

"Uh...oh!" The little friend next to him was very sensible and quickly presented a bottle of medicinal wine.

Uncle Lin lifted the bottle cap of the medicinal wine, and a strong smell of medicinal smell spread out. He poured some medicinal wine into the palm, then put his palms together, rubbed them gently, and pressed them on Lin Dazhu's swollen arm.

At the right time, Mr. Lin said in a deep voice: "Hold on."

"Okay...ah!" Lin Dazhu nodded and couldn't help screaming loudly.

But Mr. Lin used his hands to force himself, wiping Lin Dazhu's swollen and bright arms, then exerted force on his fingers, pinched, pressed and twisted, just like kneading the dough, hovering up and down circles after circle.

“Ahhhhhh…”

For a moment, Lin Dazhu screamed in pain, not only sweating on his forehead, but also tears and snot.

The miserable screams and painful torture made everyone beside him unable to bear to look at them, and they covered their eyes, making their teeth soft and they were terrified.

In half an hour, Lin Dazhu wailed for half an hour. It was not until a bottle of medicinal wine was exhausted that Mr. Lin let go and gave Lin Dazhu a chance to breathe.

Everyone hurriedly looked at it and saw that although Lin Dazhu's arm was still very red and even had a lot of bruises left, the terrifying swelling just now had mostly faded.

But what shocked them was that even though Lin Dazhu's arm had redness and swelling disappeared, his palms, including five fingers, were as long and thick as a carrot head. It was very terrible.

"grandfather……"

Lin Dazhu held up his numb palm and felt swollen and hard and painful. After seeing it himself, he felt dizzy and his voice was a little sad: "What... what should I do?"

"Cut it!"

Uncle Lin snorted: "Save you to be idle all day long and cause trouble."

"ah!"

Although he knew that Mr. Lin was scaring himself, Lin Dazhu was still shocked and a little scared.

"Go and get a knife."

Uncle Lin snorted and turned his head and said, "Sharp sharp knife."

When the others heard this, they naturally looked at each other and stood there and did not dare to move. Who knew whether Mr. Lin was joking or angry. If he was impulsive and really chopped Lin Dazhu's hand, then he would be unable to regret it afterwards.

"Why are you standing there?"

At the right time, Uncle Lin became even more angry and shouted: "Did you hear me? Go and get a knife."

"that……"

Some friends were loyal and spoke carefully: "Seventh Master, although Dazhu is wrong...but it is your grandson after all, just beat and scold him, so you won't be so cruel."

"Yeah yeah."

The few people next to him nodded repeatedly and agreed.

"He is already very pitiful now, and it's a terrible sight." Someone gave advice: "If you want to teach him a lesson, at least you have to wait until he recovers his wounds and then clean up slowly... There is no need to rush for a moment."

Qi Xiang watched coldly and smiled. She felt that although Lin Dazhu's friends were still a bit loyal, they were not smart. They were the legendary pig teammate.

Looking at Lin Dazhu's red and swollen palms like steamed buns, he couldn't bear it. He simply mentioned: "Don't delay the matter, go to the house to search. If there is no knife, bring a needle."

"Huh?" The few people next to him were stunned: "What needle?"

"Embroidery needles, sewing needles, gold needles, silver needles, copper needles, as long as they are disinfected and have pointed things, they are fine." Qi Xiang said lightly: "If it really doesn't work, you can use iron nails..."

"Iron nail?"

Someone's eyes turned and saw Lin Dazhu's swollen fingers like eggplant, and suddenly he had a little clarity in his heart. He did not dare to be negligent and hurriedly ran into the house.

When he came out, he had an extra fruit knife in his hand. The sharp and long fruit knife was not of great quality, but the tip of the knife was sharp, shiny, and scary.

"Master Qi, the knife you want!" The man handed over, with a flattering smile, very much like the traitor and lackey in the anti-Japanese drama.

Others couldn't help but stop him, and roared: "You are crazy, are you going to kill Dazhu?"

"Idiot..." The man cursed and handed the knife to Mr. Lin, then explained: "Didn't you see that? Mr. Qi is going to heal Dazhu..."

"Healing?"

The others were stunned: "Do you use a knife to heal your wounds and scrape your bones to heal your wounds?"

In a moment, everyone saw that healing does not require scraping bones, but requires bleeding.

At this time, Uncle Lin sterilized the tip of the knife, then pressed Lin Dazhu's wrist and pressed his palm on the table. The sword light was shining. Even though he knew that Uncle Lin was not really going to chop his hands, it made others feel shocked and flickered. He wanted to see but didn't dare to look more...

As the person involved, Lin Dazhu was so scared that his face turned pale. He swallowed his throat nervously and looked at his grandfather with great concern. He was really afraid that he would cut his hand with a knife in anger.

Fortunately, the blood is thicker than water, and what Lin Dazhu is worried about hasn't happened.

At this time, Mr. Lin's knife slashed Lin Dazhu's purple-black and bright, swollen fingertips. In an instant, a scattered purple-red blood immediately splashed out like a fountain.

Uncle Lin waved his knife and stabbed him, and wounds were added to Lin Dazhu's five fingers. As the blood flowed, his red and swollen palms slowly faded at a speed visible to the naked eye...

At first glance, Lin Dazhu was surprised and felt the sourness and pain in his palms. He seemed to have found a channel to express his feelings, making him very comfortable and happy.

After a while, his palm stopped bleeding, and the redness and swelling faded, leaving only a shallow edema. Just apply some medicinal wine and it should be able to recover completely in two or three days.

"Master Qi, you are still so powerful."

When the others saw it, they flattered and flattered.

"snort!"

Uncle Lin had a cold face, and used medicinal wine to clean Lin Dazhu's finger wounds, bandaged them, and finally slapped them hard.

"ah……"

Lin Dazhu screamed and sweated on his forehead.

"I know it hurts?"

Uncle Lin sneered: "Why don't you scream when fighting with someone?"

"Grandpa, I... know I'm wrong."

Lin Dazhu quickly stood up and bowed his head to admit his mistake.

"Stop this."

Uncle Lin was furious and got angry: "I have told you more than a dozen times. You admit your mistakes every time, but you never change them after repeated teachings. Now you say you are wrong, and you look back and take my words as wind in your ears..."

"I shouldn't have taught you how to practice martial arts at the beginning, and now I shouldn't have saved you. It's also a good thing to let your arms be ruined."

Everyone can hear that Mr. Lin is angry.

So no one stopped him from scolding Lin Dazhu, but with Lin Dazhu's pitiful gaze asking for help, some friends stood up to help block the disaster.

A friend bit the bullet and said bravely, "Master Qi, I'm blamed for this..."

"You're not doing anything." Mr. Lin glared: "If you're okay, go back."

Fortunately, there is no use to get out of the word.

However, a group of friends also noticed the anger in Mr. Lin's eyes and did not dare to say anything more at the moment. When they gave Lin Dazhu a look of your own wish for blessings, they all scattered one after another.

In the blink of an eye, the courtyard was empty.

Lin Dazhu was depressed, ready to usher in a storm. But after waiting for a long time, he found that Mr. Lin had not moved for a long time. This abnormality made him even more frightened...

He looked up and glanced secretly: "Grandpa, I really know I was wrong."

Uncle Lin ignored it and squatted on a small stool, took out his bamboo smoke pole, but did not smoke. Instead, he rubbed it gently. This silent threat was even more scary.

"Is it necessary to break my legs?"

A layer of cold sweat emerged from Lin Dazhu's back and felt uneasy.

Suddenly, Uncle Lin asked, "Tell me carefully. How did you defeat me just now?"

"Well……"

Lin Dazhu was stunned, and then his expression was very unnatural: "Grandpa, didn't I say that, his actress..."

"Don't change the subject."

Uncle Lin interrupted with a calm face: "I want to listen to the truth and give me the details of your fight honestly and carefully explain it thoroughly."

"Grandpa..." Lin Dazhu was puzzled: "Why are you asking this?"

"I want to be sure if the one who hurts you is the actress." Mr. Lin said in a deep voice, his eyes flashing slightly, as if he was worried.

"Mu Qiu said yes...it should be." Lin Dazhu hesitated for a while and was very curious: "Grandpa, is there anything special about this flower actress?"

"By the way, there is that big blue-clothed one, what does it mean..."

Lin Dazhu was curious all kinds of things, and it was indeed diverting Mr. Lin's attention. Falling to Mu Qiu was also a pain in his heart. Before he could avenge his previous shame, he did not want to take the initiative to reveal this scar.

"You don't even know Qingyi?"

Uncle Lin was silent for a moment and suddenly cursed: "Can't you read more books?"

"I'm studying."

Lin Dazhu was a little embarrassed and defended himself: "But the book did not say anything about Da Qingyi."

Qi Xiang couldn't bear to watch it anymore and interrupted: "There are the sayings of Sheng Dan and Jing Mo Chou among the characters. Among them, Dan is the main dan, Hua Dan, Wu Dan, and Dao Ma Dan."

"The chief dan, also known as Qingyi, generally refers to a woman with gentle appearance and dignified manners. The Huadan refers to a real lively girl or a young woman with a stingy personality."

Qi Xiang talked in a casual manner: "The big green yi, the flower girl hand. It should mean that the boxing technique seems to be as straight as the big green master, without any harm, but in fact it is like the flower girl, with two sides."

"In the last second, it may be as innocent as an innocent girl. In the next second, it may be as if it were a stingy young woman, directly turning against you, ruthlessly..."

After Qi Xiang speculated, he saw the Lin family's grandchildren staring at him blankly, which made him a little surprised: "What's wrong, is my guess wrong?"

“Uh…no…”
Chapter completed!