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Volume 2 Anti-Japanese Medicine 045 The Secret of the Black Land

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    Several butterflies landed on Wang Wang's shoulders. He closed his eyes and was completely unaware of them.  Poof, suddenly there were a few silver needles in my hand, and they waved them randomly in the air a few times, but they quickly stopped again, shook their heads, something seemed wrong, and after a while, they waved them a few more times and stopped, the same thing.  Something's wrong.  The river water was flowing, and Wang Wang kept groping there.

    The old farmer and the white-haired old man were paying attention to Wang Wang's every move, with different expressions on their faces.  The old farmer had a calm face and was not surprised, while the white-haired old man had a surprised face. Although he couldn't understand it, he must feel it was very powerful.

    The ghost doctor's book was still flipping through, but Wang Wang didn't have the slightest clue. It was easy for him to save people with silver needles, but it was really difficult for him to insert cotton.

    Suddenly, I turned to the book and it said how to use quick acupuncture to quickly stop the bleeding of the injured. But after all, it is flesh and blood, and water cannot pass through it. It is hard to say about cotton.  Wang Wang shook his head. It seemed that there was really no other way, so he had to continue to look down. Suddenly, a line of small words attracted his attention. In the world of martial arts, only speed cannot be broken. The air flow penetrates the needle and seals the copper wall.  Wang Wang was stunned for a moment, and quickly read the explanation. The general meaning was that the needle was used to quickly bring in the airflow, forming a short time difference, so that an airflow wall could be formed.

    "That's it." Wang Wang slapped his thigh fiercely and shouted loudly. The old farmer and the white-haired old man on the side were startled and looked at Wang Wang quickly.  Wang Wang was probably too happy, and he used so much force on his hands. After he realized what he was doing, he screamed in pain, and he was probably blushing. However, he didn't care about that much at this time, so he jumped off the big stone and quickly  Walking this way, I am still recalling the precautions for the fast acupuncture technique in my mind. The most important thing is of course to be fast, but it is also very important to use the true energy to drive the airflow to follow the silver needle.

    The white-haired old man looked at the old farmer helplessly and whispered, "Isn't he stupid?"

    The old farmer smiled and watched the changes.

    Wang Wang ran up to the two of them and said, "Senior, please pour the ink. I think I can give it a try." He finally regained his confident smile.

    The old farmer was a little surprised. Can he come up with a solution in such a short time?  But none of this was expressed, "How sure are you? I don't want to waste a puppet in vain. It would be a pity to waste such a good one." The last sentence is of course a joke.

    Wang Wang took a deep breath and said, "Fifty percent!"

    The three of them came to the puppet. The old farmer held an ink bottle, and Wang Wang held a silver needle in his hand, seven needles in total.  The white-haired old man stood further away, not daring to blink for fear of missing something important.

    "Are you ready?" the old farmer asked with a smile.

    Wang Wang was a little nervous holding the needle, gritted his teeth and fought hard.  "Okay, come on, I will definitely try my best."

    "Haha." The old farmer smiled and poured the ink bottle in his hand towards the damaged area on the puppet's head. In the blink of an eye, more than half of the puppet's head was stained black.  At this time, Wang Wang couldn't care less about saying that the old farmer was helpless. The real energy in his body dissipated, and he quickly headed towards the puppet's neck with a stream of air. After going back and forth a few times, a large amount of sweat broke out on his forehead.

    Maybe it was because I was too nervous, or maybe because my technique was not good, the ink was not blocked, the ink penetrated completely, and black began to appear on the shoulders.  Wang Wang was not discouraged, and continued to exude a burst of Qi. Three silver needles were launched, and the air flow driven by the needles could be faintly seen.  The three needles were quickly inserted into the puppet's chest, and the back hand was violently withdrawn. The silver needle came back, and then was inserted again. It came and went smoothly, but it was still a pity. After struggling for a few times, the ink continued to flow downward.  Go, the puppet's belly is dark.

    The white-haired old man¡¯s mouth was wide open, and his eyelids didn¡¯t even twitch.  The smile on the old farmer's face also froze, and he watched Wang Wang's every move.

    "He, will he succeed? Tell me." The white-haired old man asked gently.

    The old farmer who retreated to his side did not answer. Silence is golden!

    "Am I not fast enough?" Wang Wang hesitated, and the last three remaining silver needles came into his hand, "This is the last chance, God, you have to decide." He continued to exude his true energy,  The airflow this time was obviously larger than the previous two times, and the airflow in the air fluctuated significantly.

    "Come on, let's fight." Wang Wang took action instantly, and this time the three silver needles flew away. The target was the puppet's left knee. Puff puff, only the sound of the rag being torn was heard. Wang Wang's outstretched hand  But he remained motionless.

    "It's impossible." The white-haired old man and the old farmer shouted in unison.  I saw that the speed of the ink slowed down and stopped at the knee of my left foot. The ink on my right foot had already reached the sole of my foot.

    Wang Wang felt happy, "It's successful, it's successful."

    Poof, there was a sound, and the ink stayed for a few secondsFinally, he walked down again. It was too late to take action again, and he was about to reach the bottom of his feet.

    Wang Wang was completely stunned and failed!

    An inexplicable wind blew and the puppet was blown onto the branch. Maybe Wang Wang didn¡¯t want to face this fact.

    The white-haired old man clenched his fists tightly, and his palms were full of sweat. What a pity, he almost succeeded.

    The failure made Wang Wang somewhat disappointed. He nodded to the two of them and turned around to leave. It seemed that he had to go back and study the things in the ghost doctor's book. He originally thought that he had learned everything, but he still failed.  .  I really agree with that sentence, the ideal is very happy, and the life is very skinny.  Don¡¯t be blindly arrogant. There is still a lot to learn.

    The white-haired old man was stunned. He signaled to the old farmer and quickly chased after him. After all, he was the one who brought Wang Wang up the mountain. He didn't want any accidents to happen.  In Wang Wang's current state, he could easily fall into the valley in a daze, and it would be too late to save him.

    The old farmer said nothing and allowed the two of them to leave.

    Wang Wang and the old man appeared in the village one after another.  "Grandpa, grandpa." Sharp-eyed Xiyan quickly spotted the old man's figure and ran over quickly.  He threw himself into the arms of the white-haired old man and said, "Grandpa, where have you been? You make us so worried." The relationship between grandfather and grandson is still very deep.

    Xi Yan¡¯s shout alerted the people around her, and they all ran over.

    "Wang Wang, are you okay, kid? You scared us to death." Shadow Dragon ran over and punched Wang Wang. Wang Wang didn't dodge. He took a step back, shook a few times, and continued to walk forward without saying a word.  A dirty word.

    Shadow Dragon and Dao Yi were stunned. This, this is not Wang Wang¡¯s style.

    "Wang Wang, Wang Wang." Shadow Dragon chased after him.  I want to ask what happened.

    "I'm fine. I'm tired. Let's go back and rest first." He forced a smile and continued walking forward.

    These actions were also seen by Han Yu and Leng Yan. Han Yu wanted to go up and ask for details, but she didn't dare. She had low self-esteem and felt that she was not Han Yu's.  I could only watch Wang Wang's leaving figure silently, feeling sad in my heart.  Leng Yan also wanted to know what happened.  However, she was also embarrassed to ask, and secretly made a decision in her heart to rest for a night, and take Wang Wang and others back tomorrow no matter what.

    "Grandpa, what's wrong with him?" Xi Meng looked at Wang Wang's back until he disappeared, turned around and asked.

    The white-haired old man smiled and said, "It's okay. The young man just suffered a little setback. It will be fine after a while."

    At night, Yinglong and Daoyi were walking on the streets of the village carrying large and small bags, "Damn, why do you think that boy Wang Wang asked us to buy so many inks and dolls? I've never seen him do this before.  Interesting." Shadow Dragon complained, but what should be done was still done.

    "Okay, let's stop talking nonsense and go back quickly. No one wants to see Wang Wang like this now. Please help if you can." Daoyi said.

    "Okay, I know." The two quickened their pace.

    The two put down the big and small bags and left. Wang Wang opened the door and took the things in. All the rag dolls were tied up in the air with ropes, and a hole was ripped open on the top of his head. He took a breath and opened a bottle of ink.  Crazy practice began, puff puff, puff puff, the room was filled with the sound of silver needles passing through rags

    After twelve o'clock at night, the white-haired old man came to Wang Wang's door very excitedly, "Little brother, are you there? Can I say a few words?" he asked, and tapped his hand a few times symbolically.  Door.

    After a while, he said, "Come in, the door is open."

    When the white-haired old man heard this, he opened the door and walked in. However, he was immediately startled by what he saw. The room was full of hanging rag dolls. It was dark and scary in the middle of the night.  .  However, there was a row of rag dolls that made him even more panicked, and his heart was beating non-stop. The upper bodies of the rag dolls were all dark, and the lower bodies had no trace of ink on them. It seemed that there was a dividing line in the middle to separate them.  After a few seconds of silence, he said, "You, you succeeded." His voice was trembling.

    Wang Wang showed no joy at all. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked aside.

    The white-haired old man walked in and took a look, but the ink was blocked in mid-air.  "Awesome, awesome." He praised loudly.

    Wang Wang wiped his hands with a handkerchief, "Old man, do you have any business with me so late?" he asked.

    The white-haired old man slapped his forehead fiercely, "Oh, I almost forgot, um, that old nigger wants to see you and said he is willing to let you try growing Hunyuan grass." He was so excited just to come to Xiang.  Wang Wang informed about this.

    Wang Wang paused, curious.Looking at the old man, "Why, do you know why?"

    The white-haired old man smiled and said, "God will help you, God will help you."

    It turned out that the subsequent gust of wind blew the puppet against the trees. Due to its position, the puppet's head was facing down, and the ink did not drip to the soles of its feet. This was also discovered by the old farmer when he was cleaning up.  Perhaps it was God's will, so the old farmer informed the white-haired old man, and the old man hurriedly came to inform Wang Wang.

    Wang Wang smiled bitterly, "I don't believe in God's will. I will naturally go when the time comes. I won't go now."

    "Why, why." The white-haired old man was very surprised.  I don¡¯t understand why Wang Wang made such a decision.  "Aren't you interested in that Hunyuan Grass?"

    Wang Wang shook his head and was about to speak.

    Bang, the door was pushed in from the outside, and Leng Yan ran in in a panic.  "Quickly, come with me, there's something going on with the general." As he said that, he stretched out his hand to take Wang Wang's hand, and pulled it a few meters without any explanation.

    "What's so urgent?" Wang Wang could already hear the whirring sound of helicopters outside.

    ¡°We don¡¯t have time, let¡¯s talk about it after we get on the plane.¡± Leng Yan didn¡¯t look back.

    The two came to the village square, and Yinglong and others had already boarded the plane.

    "Old man, I will definitely come back." Wang Wangchao said to the white-haired old man behind him, and boarded the helicopter in one step. Pop-pop, the plane disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye

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