Chapter 25

Lao Jin added: "study by yourself. I'll sleep for a while. Don't disturb me, or I'll kick you down the river."

Typical nonsense, I have a secret to see, but also disturb you, but also wish you do not disturb me: "yes, you sleep, guaranteed not to disturb."

Lao Jin lies down on the quilt and goes to sleep. Huang Ziping sits outside by himself. With the help of the dim oil lamp he just lit, he turns over the secret script of the ghost door from page to page. Lao Jin didn't lie. It's true that there are several levels of this unique skill. The legendary Yang rule is better known, and the other side of Yin rule is very secret. It's probably related to the development of modern science, and few people believe it. But look at the treatment record above, it's true.

In any case, this secret book is absolutely a treasure. It has opened Huang Ziping's eyes and brain, especially his understanding of acupoints and nerve points. It has subverted the past and entered a new realm. It must also be admitted that the treatment techniques recorded in this secret book are very complicated, and it is almost impossible to understand them clearly for a moment and a half, master the correct application methods, and control the treatment effect. It takes a long time to practice acupuncture alone, because Guimen thirteen needle is a method of penetrating acupoints. It pays attention to the depth, but it is not effective enough. After one needle, it is fatal.

It's no wonder that when Lao Jin just helped himself with the needling, it was not that Lao Jin was not gentle, but that Guimen's thirteen needling was different from ordinary needling.

Without noticing it, Huang Ziping read the secret script for three hours, but only turned it to two-thirds. At this time, Lao Jin woke up and saw that Huang Ziping was still turning the secret script. He said: "you idiot, don't you see that the oil of the oil lamp is not much? What can I use when you use it like this? " While talking, he climbed over and blew out the oil lamp. Then he lit a cigarette for himself. After half a cigarette, he regained his spirit and left a sentence waiting for him to get off the boat.

Seeing Lao Jin go far away, Huang Ziping secretly lights up the oil lamp and continues to read. It's not that he deliberately quarrels with Lao Jin, but that the secret script is very attractive and can't stop.

An hour later, when Lao Jin came back, he saw Huang Ziping light the oil lamp again and angrily scolded: "I want to send you away as soon as possible, or I don't know how many years I will live less."

Huang Ziping said, "don't be so stingy. Isn't it an oil lamp?"

"Get out of here. I promise I'll kill you."

"If you don't order it, don't be so cruel." Huang Ziping coughed, "a little hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

"Wait, don't light the light any more. You can't believe it." Lao Jin took the oil lamp, a bag of salt and a pot of clean oil, got off the boat and went to the island.

What's the old man doing? Huang Ziping thought about it. If there was no result, there would be nothing more. He sat on the bow of the boat and looked at the river. Just attention has been in the secret book above did not find, tonight the moon is really good, round moon reflection in the river, with the river flow, dancing. It's a beautiful place. The breeze is sweet. But as time goes on, the sweetness gradually becomes the smell of grilled fish.

Looking back, it turned out that Lao Jin was back. He jumped on the boat with light movements, which was like an old man, more flexible than a young man.

In his hand, Lao Jin held two sticks thick with thumbs, with fish at the other end. One looked like a catfish, and the other was a flat white fish. The smell was sent out by the two fish, which attracted Huang Ziping's appetite. Old King Kong handed him one, and he couldn't wait to nibble it.

After eating the fish, Huang Ziping asked Lao Jin, "Lao Jin, why don't you buy some food and just eat fish? Don't you think it's very monotonous?"

Lao Jin shook his head and said, "can you eat? Do you think you can eat any fish in the river

"Yes, you are right."

"Look at the opposite side. 30 kilometers to the south is the city. You can walk tomorrow. I'll swing you across the other bank and you'll find your own way."

"Tomorrow." Huang Zi smoothed a cigarette of Lao Jin and poured out a glass of wine. In fact, it was strange that Lao Jin saved him, taught him his unique skills, and provided him with food, drink, and tobacco, just like he was Lao Jin's ancestor, "by the way, Lao Jin, have you been here for a long time?"

"Long term fart, I'll leave tomorrow."

"Where?"

"Send a person out of the high seas, and then there is no then. Don't ask so many questions, just smoke and drink from you, and lie down with your back exposed."

Huang Ziping wanted to stop the inflammation again. After smoking and drinking the wine, he lay down and Lao Jin gave him the needle. It was still very painful. Besides the pain, he felt numb. He was in a daze and fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes, Huang Ziping found himself lying on his side, and lying on the grass. The needle on his back had already been pulled out.

The sky is already bright, looking to the river, surrounded by morning fog, people feel very comfortable.

But what about the boat?

Huang Ziping looks around. Is there any sign of the ship? He didn't even know when he was taken off the boat.

But if you feel your chest, the secret book is still there, and there is also a box of cigarettes and a lighter, and a note: idiot, I'm gone, you'll find a way to cross the other side. I'll never see you again.

Huang Ziping watched the note. For a whole minute, what happened these two days was just like a dream.

Frankly speaking, Huang Ziping is not willing to give up Lao Jin. After all, many things are not clear. Like the identity of Lao Jin, what is he doing here? How special are the patients he treats? Why do we have to treat them on the island.It's a pity that the strange old man left while he was asleep. It was probably because he fell asleep so easily last night.

With a sigh, Huang Ziping tried to stand up. He got to see where he could cross the river.

What shocked him so much was that his ribs didn't hurt at all, so he stood up easily, which was the same as before.

I touched it with my hand.

My God, it's not a dream, it's true. It doesn't hurt to press hard.

I thought Lao Jin's story about tomorrow was a lie. It turned out to be a big truth. This Isn't that amazing?

Huang Ziping quickly bent down to pick up the secret script of Guimen's thirteen needles and sweep it clean. This is a baby, if you have learned, you can definitely move the whole world, then it will not be fun? Thinking about Huang Ziping, he laughs and continues to be excited for several minutes before he calms down. Now he has to find a way to leave this place where birds don't shit.

Take all the things and move on, the target, the fallen cabin.

Before he came near, Huang Ziping had already smelled a strong smell of blood, Chinese medicine, some unknown potions, and even gasoline. He couldn't help covering his nose. As soon as I got close, I opened the door and looked inside, a smell of burning came out. When Lao Jin left, he even set a fire. Except that the house was not burnt down, it was beyond recognition. There were only some incomplete gauze and some bottles.

Huang Ziping took a branch and picked it out from the ashes. It was cold. Lao Jin had been gone for more than three hours.

Don't you mean to swing yourself across the street before he leaves? Why so suddenly? Huang Ziping didn't understand. In fact, Huang Ziping didn't want to think about it. He continued to carry it around. Suddenly, a flash in the ashes attracted his attention. Carefully pick aside the next few pieces of bamboo which have been burned into charcoal, take it up and look at it. It's a strange Round Pendant with a diamond inlaid in the middle. Of course, Huang Ziping didn't study the diamonds. He didn't know whether they were real or fake, but he put them away when he thought that it might be Lao Jin who lost them.

After a tour of the whole room, Huang Ziping didn't find a way to leave. He cast his eyes on the two big wooden windows. This thing is taken down and tied together, plus some wood and bamboo, buoyancy should be enough to support their own body, right?

Huang Ziping ran out to look for vines to make ropes. The island had few vines and the most vines. It didn't take him long to get a bunch of them back. He began to tear down the windows and door panels and carried them to the shore four or five times. It would have been noon, the sun is very fierce, sweating, body consumption is very big, stomach muttering, tired, want to rest.

But I can't. If I want to find something to eat, I have to leave the island and row to the opposite side.

It took Huang Ziping an hour to build a boat and push it into the water. He stood up and tried. Fortunately, he could walk.

A few kilometers of waterway, if it is a mechanical boat, is a blink of an eye thing, rely on manual rowing, spent a whole hour, Huang Ziping to the shore. Then in a twinkling of an eye, the mountain here is more desolate than the island opposite. Where is the way?

Huang Ziping was thinking. He heard the roar of the motor. He looked around, but he didn't see anything. However, he felt that he was definitely not an auditory hallucination, but the roar of the motor.

After waiting for about three minutes, he saw a speedboat and immediately waved and yelled.

There are two men on the speedboat. They are very young. They see Huang Ziping and drive the speedboat to get close. Then the man standing at the bow of the boat says, "is it Huang Ziping

You know yourself? Huang Ziping was stunned, and then he realized that it was Lao Jin who asked them to pick him up. He quickly nodded and said, "I am."

"Get on the boat."

"Thank you

Huang Ziping got on the boat. The young man at the stern of the boat immediately turned the boat around and turned back.

The scenery along the way is very beautiful, but Huang Ziping is not in the mood to appreciate it. He is dying of thirst and starvation. He asked the man sitting beside him: "brother, how long will it take to go ashore?"

"About half an hour."

"So far?"

"How close do you think it is?"

The crew didn't cheat Huang Ziping. The ship really pulled in for half an hour. Liumen North Wharf.

On the shore, Huang Ziping came to the bus station and happened to have a car. No matter where he was going, he took it directly.

More than ten minutes later, when the bus drove into the city, Huang Ziping got off and saw a restaurant on the opposite side. He ran across the hurdle excitedly, rushed into the door and said to the waiter, "beauty, give me a table to eat."