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With his beard blowing and his eyes glaring, Old Monk White Bear decided to shut his mouth and fished Yang Zongbao out of the bucket.
¡°I¡¯ve gained weight.¡± The old monk probably carried Yang Zongbao¡¯s face on his shoulders to prevent the young novice from seeing his indecent parts.
Noting the master¡¯s little move, the little novice monk didn¡¯t tease him.
Soon, Monk Baixiong placed a bamboo net on top of the barrel, added a fire around the barrel, and when steam came out, Yang Zongbao was placed on it. The process can be compared to steaming steamed buns. .
The strange thing is that the water in the bucket is boiling, but the steam is only hot, not scalding. . Therefore, although Yang Zongbao was steamed until his whole body turned red, he was still far from being steamed. It stands to reason that ordinary steamed buns are steamed in this way. There is still meat in the buns. In human terms, the skin is essentially meat inside. How can it be that it is not steamed?
"Master" The little novice monk stared at the wooden barrel and Yang Zongbao on top of the barrel, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Won't that person be steamed?"
"No." Bai Xiong said very proudly.
The room was already filled with water vapor, and part of the line of sight between the old monk White Bear and the young novice monk had been blocked by the steam.
"Why?" The little novice monk didn't understand either. This went against his common sense.
"Hey" Old Monk Baixiong said mysteriously: "There is a lot of knowledge in this bucket. There is a piece of jade inlaid at the bottom of the bucket. This piece of jade can make the water temperature not so hot."
"Tch, why didn't I know we had that good thing? Just brag." The little novice monk ignored his master's boast and focused his attention on Yang Zongbao.
At this time, Bai Xiong also returned his attention to Yang Zongbao: "Needle"
Before Bai Xiong could finish his words, the little novice monk picked up the things in time.
Carefully taking a needle, Bai Xiong inserted the first needle very carefully between Yang Zongbao¡¯s eyebrows, then suddenly accelerated and inserted the needle into 108 large acupuncture points on Yang Zongbao¡¯s body.
When Bai Xiong inserted all the needles into Yang Zongbao's body, the end of the needle that was first inserted between Yang Zongbao's eyebrows already had some blood beads hanging on it. Look carefully at this batch of 108 gold-headed silver needles, which are larger than the needles that initially covered the head. The needle tube is hollow. So the blood can be drained out of the body.
108 needles were inserted into the body in the order they were inserted into the body, and blood began to ooze out from the ends of the needles.
The blood beads were dark red when they first came out. After they came out, they immediately turned bright red when they came into contact with the air. The blood dropped into the barrel and immediately dyed the water in the barrel red
"Master" The little novice monk had never seen such a powerful force, so he was a little scared. Yang Zongbao's face turned red to the color of pig's liver, and blood was rolling all over his body, which was terrifying.
"Don't worry, it's okay. The blood stasis accumulated in the meridians is being discharged from the body. After all this waste blood is discharged from the body, normal fresh blood will be redistributed throughout the body." Old Monk Baixiong is also quite excited now .
"Master, have you done this kind of thing before?" the young novice asked weakly.
"No, never, this is the first time." White Bear answered confidently.
"Master" The little novice monk was shocked. I knew my master was unreliable, but I never thought he would be unreliable to this extent.
"Don't worry, don't worry" Old Monk White Bear said he wasn't worried, but he still walked over and closed the curtains: "It's best not to have any light now."
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Li Yali smelled a very complicated smell coming from the temple from his hiding place. Li Yali, who had been licking blood at the edge of the knife for a long time, would not miss the smell of blood inside, although the faint smell of blood was masked by the strong smell of Chinese herbal medicine. However, there were instructions from above that no matter what happened, they should treat it as if they didn't see it and couldn't act rashly, so Li Yali could only continue to lurk.
The villagers of Nanshan Village have not been able to live in peace these days. The gate of Nanshan Temple is closed tightly, but the smell of traditional Chinese medicine wafts out from inside from time to time. This has seriously affected the lives of the villagers in Nanshan Village. Therefore, the village chief Tian Fuzhen was elected to discuss with the White Bear Monk of Nanshan Temple.
Li Yali soon found an old man hesitating in front of the Nanshan Temple door, and finally knocked on the door. It lasted for a long time, but the old man didn't give up. Finally, a young novice came to open the door.
"Grandpa, village chief?" The little novice monk's mouth was very sweet.
"Good boy, where is your master?" Village chief Tian Fuzhen looked in through the crack in the open door and found nothing unusual.
¡°My master is boiling medicine inside.¡± The little novice said innocently.
"Make medicine?"The village chief was puzzled.
"Well, my master is suffering from rheumatism, so he is boiling medicine and applying it on himself." The little novice monk said slightly sadly.
Sad and unhappy children will always arouse the sympathy of adults. Seeing the unhappy look of the little novice, the old village chief said hurriedly: "It doesn't matter, I'll go in and take a look."
"No need, Master doesn't want to be disturbed. Thank you, Grandpa Village Chief."
Then the door was slammed in front of the village chief, before he could react.
The village chief then wandered in front of the temple gate for a while, and finally returned without success. Finally knowing the reason for the smell of Chinese herbal medicine in the temple, the trip was not in vain. The village chief felt that he could give an explanation to the villagers when he returned, and it would be considered careless.
After sending the village chief away, the little novice turned around and entered the room again.
"Close the door quickly." Bai Xiong suddenly felt that the little novice had brought in a gust of wind when he opened the door, so he hurriedly motioned to the little novice to close the door quickly.
"I know, Master is troublesome." Although the little novice monk said he was not happy, his hands were not slow.
For the first time, Bai Xiong did not quarrel with his apprentice and stared straight at Yang Zongbao. Yang Zongbao had reached the most critical moment. Black blood seeped out more and more all over his body, and the blood beads seemed to be dyed by Yang Zongbao.
"Master" The little novice monk had followed the old monk Bai Xiong for many years, and of course he vaguely knew that Yang Zongbao was at a critical juncture.
"When he first came here, I checked his pulse. Not only was his physical condition very bad, but he also seemed to have poor blood circulation in his head. It looked like a mass. Western medicine pays attention to surgery, but people don't know that it treats the symptoms rather than the root cause. It only removes the symptoms. The source of the disease has not been eliminated in the body. Traditional Chinese medicine focuses on channeling and allowing the body to resist the disease, so it essentially eliminates the cause of the disease. I am now using Chinese medicine to guide this man to get better from the inside out. ." Bai Xiong took the opportunity to teach his apprentice.
"Yes." The little novice monk had a high emotional intelligence and knew that this was not the time to argue, so he listened to the old monk's teachings very quietly.
"Traditional Chinese medicine is the most natural medicine. Everything can be used as medicine, even a piece of soil, a plant, a grain of sand, a trace of fog everything can be used to treat diseases. The medicines of traditional Chinese medicine all come from nature, just like us Like human beings, we also come from nature. Today¡¯s Western medicine often rearranges and combines so-called genes to obtain medicines that treat diseases. Think about it, if the human body is a natural thing, it is artificial. Is it better to add natural things or unnatural things?¡±
"Natural is good." The young novice answered the old monk's question without hesitation.
"You remember what I taught you, it will be useful when you go out in the future." The old monk sighed.
"Going out? Are we moving?" The little novice didn't notice the loneliness in the old monk's words, but noticed the topic he was interested in, which was leaving Nanshan.
"" The old monk did not answer, but stepped forward and turned Yang Zongbao over.
The cooking lasted three days and three nights. The young novice and the old monk took turns carrying water to watch the fire.
Finally on the third day, the old monk moved Yang Zongbao from the barrel to the bed.
"Are you ready?" asked the little novice.
"Not yet." The old monk suddenly stood up in front of the bed, performed a palm trick, and then violently slapped Yang Zongbao's upper body with both palms.
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After a full 24 palms, the old monk stopped and panted: "I haven't exercised for a long time, and now it will kill me."
"Master, on his body" The little novice monk discovered that the man on the bed had auburn palm prints all over his body.
"It's nothing." The old monk sat down on the edge of the bed and said, "Just pat the injury out and it will be fine. He must have been lying down for a long time and his joints are stiff. He needs to pat him alive first."
"What's the point?" The little novice monk disagreed.
"Little bastard, remember, you will have to rely on this to make a living from now on." The white bear was so angry that he blew his beard.
"When will he wake up?" asked the little novice.
"I don't know, it depends on fate. The injuries on my body can be cured, but in my head I don't have confidence" At this point, the old monk White Bear suddenly stopped and listened.
"What's wrong, Master?" the little novice asked when he saw the Master in a daze.
"I'll go out for a while, and you can watch carefully." After saying this, the old monk White Bear went out.
The little novice monk pouted and reluctantly sat next to Yang Zongbao - staring. I saw that Yang Zongbao was covered in black, and his appearance could not be seen clearly at all. His body was covered with a layer of blood shell.
Li Yali, who was hiding in the grass, suddenly saw the old monk in the temple and rushed out of the temple.After that, we went to the back mountain. After hesitating for a moment, Li Yali followed.
The old monk's footsteps were very fast, and he had reached the mountain shade side in a short time.
An old man wearing a Chinese tunic suit and looking like an immortal was already waiting there.
"General manager" the old monk said respectfully after approaching.
"Well, it's been a long time, White Bear." The person who came was none other than Zhang Chunhao, the manager who was following Mr. Yang's side.
"I have done what the old man told me." Old Monk White Bear shook his whole body when he mentioned the old monk in his mouth, as if he was afraid of mentioning it.
"Young Masteris that man awake?" The manager changed his mind midway and concealed Yang Zongbao's identity for some unknown reason.
"No, the physical injuries can be cured, but we have to leave it to fate to wake up." Old Monk White Bear sighed. I haven't shaved my hair in the past few days, and the roots of Shiro Bear's hair are faintly sprouting.
"White Bear, what conditions did you offer in exchange for our master's fortune?" the manager pressed, his eyes cold.
"I know." Bai Xiong gave up the struggle: "Please go back and tell the old man that I will keep my promise."
"Okay, then I'll be waiting for your good news?" After the manager said that, he quickly disappeared. He looked somewhere a few hours ago and smiled without saying a word.
Old Monk Baixiong stayed where he was, not moving for a long time, remembering the scene when he went to Baifo Temple to seek hexagrams fifteen years ago.
Li Yali observed for half an hour and found that the posture of the old monk White Bear did not change. Just when he was about to give up, White Bear also walked back quickly.
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