Qian Kun suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him in shock.
Although he was circulating his energy, he was not in samadhi. Facing Japanese ninjas, how could he not be prepared and bet on a young man.
one move!
It only took one move to kill a ninja who had reached the late stage of dark power?
What an amazing power this is! Let alone being injured, even in the prime of life before the injury, it was absolutely impossible to do it.
Could it be that this young man has already reached the master level?
But at his age...
It is said that if you are above the master, if you take one step forward, you can go back and forth to the innate world. Once you enter the innate world, you can rejuvenate your youth. Could it be...
Qian Kun couldn't stop his random thoughts.
Suddenly I heard Li Muchen shout: "The power of Xiao Huan Dan has a limited duration, why are you still in a daze!"
Qian Kun woke up from a dream, hurriedly closed his eyes, and activated his Qi again. This time, he had no distracting thoughts.
It was two hours later that Qian Kun opened his eyes. He felt comfortable and full of energy. He had not felt this way for many years since his injury.
Qian Kun raised his hand towards Li Muchen and said, "I don't know what to call this Grandmaster?"
"My name is Li Muchen, I'm not a grandmaster."
"Could he be from the Taoist sect?"
"That's right."
"It turns out to be Daochang Li!"
"We are not monks, so there is no need to praise the Taoist priest. You can just call me by my name."
"this……"
Seeing that Li Muchen said it so naturally, Qian Kun felt in his heart that the master really lived a cool life, unlike those people in the world who competed for fame and wealth, practicing kung fu all their lives just for others to call him "grandmaster".
"Then I will rely on my old age and call you Brother Li, and you will call me Brother. How about that?"
"That's okay." Li Muchen said nonchalantly, "Now I'm going to pass the golden needle through your acupoints to open up your Yin-dimensional meridians."
Qian Kun's eyes lit up and he said, "Then Brother Lao Li will be here."
Li Muchen asked Qian Kun to sit down and picked up his fishing line from the ground, "I don't have a needle with me, so I'll borrow your fishing line."
Use your fingers to gently pinch the fishing line into sections, a total of thirteen sections.
Then he pinched one of them and flicked his fingers, and the fishing line shot out like a needle and pierced Qian Kun's Tianshu point. Then came the second, third... and soon there were thirteen fishing lines.
They all penetrated thirteen acupuncture points like needles, with different depths, and the tail ends were stiff and trembling.
Qian Kun was stunned when he saw this miraculous acupuncture technique.
He just used his inner strength to throw out the fishing line and pierce the wrists of several gangsters. He looked smart, but compared with Li Muchen, he was far behind. Not to mention the accuracy of entering the hole, let's just say that it was soft.
It is unheard of that a collapsed fishing line can still be as strong as a needle after leaving your hand, and the true energy poured into it can be condensed and not dispersed.
And the order and techniques of these thirteen acupuncture points...could they be the legendary Thirteen Acupuncture Points of Ghost Gate?
Qian Kun finally believed that he met a noble person today, and it was probably the luckiest time in his life.
Li Muchen was skillful in his technique and quickly completed the golden needle passage. He pulled out all the fishing lines and threw them away, clapped his hands and said:
"Okay, your injury is basically no big deal. Based on your foundation, it will be enough to take good care of you for half a year. If you want to hurry up, I will prescribe you a prescription and take it for half a month. After half a month, I will
I'll give you one more injection and you'll be fine."
Qian Kun was greatly shocked and said gratefully: "I have been injured for nearly ten years, and I have sought help from famous doctors all over the world, but they were unable to do anything. I didn't expect that Brother Li could cure the disease as soon as he took action. I am really one of the gods."
Li Muchen gave him the names of several traditional Chinese medicines, told him the usage and dosage, and asked him to go back and take the medicine according to the prescription. He then asked: "I will give you an injection in half a month, how can I find you?"
Qian Kun said: "I live in Qiantang. I will come to Hecheng to pick you up when the time comes. Leave me a phone number."
Li Muchen took out the Nokia phone that had been used for more than ten years and exchanged numbers with Qian Kun.
Before leaving, Li Muchen saw Qian Kun pondering as if he had something to say, so he asked, "Brother Qian, is there anything else?"
Qian Kun said: "The Lin family in Hecheng is also a famous family. I wonder if there is any misunderstanding between my brother and the Lin family. I also have some friendship with Lin Shangyi. If necessary, I can be a lobbyist."
"No need." Li Muchen answered very simply, "It's just a small matter, I can handle it myself."
Qian Kun wanted to say something more, but he didn't say it after all. He knew very well that some of the trivial things Li Muchen said were not necessarily trivial to the Lin family.
Looking at Li Muchen's leaving figure, he sighed softly and said to himself: Lin Shangyi, Lin Shangyi, you have offended such an expert, you can only wish for yourself.
…
After leaving Lingshan Lake, Li Muchen returned to the place where he lived when he was a child. Unfortunately, more than ten years have passed, and the land has changed. The old dilapidated houses have disappeared, replaced by neat high-rise buildings, and the dirty village roads have become clean.
Main road.
Li Muchen stood on the street and looked at the row of clean and tidy shops. He really wasn't sure where he lived.
He was about to leave when a girl came out of the restaurant opposite. Li Muchen thought she looked familiar. When the girl saw him, she stood there blankly.
After a long while, the girl asked timidly: "Brother Muchen?"
Li Muchen's heart skipped a beat and he exclaimed: "Lilac?!"
"You are really Brother Muchen!" The girl jumped up with joy, rushed in front of him, and made a hug gesture. Suddenly she felt something was wrong, and her pretty face turned red, "Brother Muchen, where have you been these years? Ma and I
Brother Shan misses you so much."
A girl named Dingxiang was Li Muchen's childhood playmate. At that time, the two families were neighbors and both made a living by picking up garbage. There was also an orphan named Mashan who also lived in the same courtyard. Dingxiang was two years younger than Li Muchen.
Mashan is two years older than him. He always regards himself as the eldest brother and takes good care of them both.
Li Muchen thought of Dingxiang and Ma Shan, and his heart warmed, and he said, "I miss you too. Hey, where is the courtyard where we used to live?"
"It has been demolished long ago!" Ding Xiang said with a smile, "Brother Muchen, you haven't come back for so many years, you don't even recognize it anymore. The city is changing a lot now, it looks the same every year. It's a pity that the house is not ours, otherwise we could have divided it well
A huge demolition fee.”
Li Muchen nodded. The old house was demolished, so he didn't think about it anymore.
"How have you been these past few years?"
"It's very good. Brother Mashan is the manager of the bar, which is very prestigious."
"Oh, this guy has become a manager, isn't it easy?" Li Muchen sighed, "What about you?"
"I, I was admitted to university, and now I am still working and studying to earn tuition." Ding Xiang was a little shy, pointing to the small restaurant and said, "Well, I work in that restaurant during the day, and occasionally go to Mashan Ge at night.
I work part-time at a bar. Brother Muchen, you haven’t eaten yet, I’ll take you to dinner.”
Without any explanation, he pulled Li Muchen towards the small restaurant.
Li Muchen didn't refuse, and he happened to be hungry.
The owner of the restaurant was a fat middle-aged man who looked very kind and honest, which made Li Muchen feel relieved.
The boss heard that he was Ding Xiang's long-lost friend, so he personally told the chef to cook a few dishes, and even gave her a half-day off so that she could accompany Li Muchen for a walk after dinner.
While Li Muchen ate, he listened to Ding Xiang talk about his life in the past ten years.
"Brother Muchen, don't just listen to me. What about you, how have you lived these years? What are you doing now?"
Li Muchen couldn't talk about the spiritual matters, and Ding Xiang didn't understand it, so he could only evade it and say: "I haven't worked yet."
"Oh, that's it..." Ding Xiang was a little embarrassed. She looked at Li Muchen's clothes and couldn't help but asked with concern, "Aren't you still picking up trash?"
Li Muchen couldn't help but smile, "Of course not. I just don't have a job for the time being. Don't worry, I will make a lot of money soon. My sister Dingxiang has gone to college. From now on, I will cover your tuition and living expenses."
"
Ding Xiang laughed happily, "You and Brother Mashan both said so. Okay, okay, I know you both are doing big things. I can earn my tuition by myself, so just do your big things."
Li Muchen also smiled. He thought this girl was so cute, as innocent and kind as she was thirteen years ago.
Ding Xiang said she would take him to Mashan's bar in the evening, and maybe she could help him find a job in the bar.
In her eyes, Ma Shan is now considered a figure. At least he can talk to many big shots. It will definitely be no problem to find a job for Li Muchen.
But Dingxiang didn't know that Brother Mashan, whom she admired, was in trouble at this moment.