Fang Qi bowed slightly: "old man, who are you? Why is acupuncture so clever? "

"Old man? Hehe, what do you think I look like an old man? " Old bean wiped his face and showed a fairly clear face. "I'm only in my sixties. Is I that old?"

Fang Qi was embarrassed. It turned out that although the old bean was in his sixties, he didn't look old at all. He looked only in his early fifties. People didn't admit that he was an old man, so he changed his mouth: "Sir, I'm sorry, I am..."

Lao Douzi waved his hand: "well, I see you are a rich man even though you are a little black. As the saying goes, Buddha ferry is a rich man. You can also donate some money to my little temple. "

"Are you a monk?" Fang Qi wants to spit blood. Is this really a monk or a fake monk? I've never eaten pork and I've seen pigs running. If Buddha hears someone say so, it's strange not to be angry. The heart said that the old bean has a strange temper. If you don't show your skill of snapping fingers and flying needles, I will bird you too!

I wonder, although I met the eight eyed demon in Kawasaki, the monster has been taken away by the donkey face blood corpse. Isn't it already? They got the Buddha finger relic under the ghost see temple. Only the three of them know. How did the old bean know?

"Hehe, to tell you the truth, I'm not rich. You're wrong. I'm a standard little farmer. I occasionally learn acupuncture techniques from others. I bought this dress for me only when I saw a doctor for a rich man. You look so sloppy. I'm afraid people won't accept it, so I dumped 10000 yuan. If you raise money, I still have a little money. Is there more. But you have to tell me how you knew I was in trouble. "

Lao Douzi took out two old tickets from his rags and handed them to him: "when you came out of the airport, you saw you. I haven't seen the world. I can see that you say hello to another woman. Your little girlfriend is unhappy. What is it if she doesn't get into trouble? Your little girlfriend is the daughter of a rich family. Of course, she is a baby. You don't have to worry about food and clothing with her. "

Fang Qi was half dead. He was an old liar in the Jianghu, but he didn't realize it. He took out five yuan and sixty cents from his pocket and threw them on the quilt. "Bye." He got up and turned to go. He suddenly felt that it was wrong. Lao Dou's bullet needle technique was by no means installed.

"Your acupuncture technique is ancestral?"

"Ha ha, young man, you have some eyesight. I didn't learn from my master. Although our teachers and disciples guard the treasure temple and practice Zen painstakingly, there is no incense in the temple anymore. Today's people are very realistic and don't want to believe in Buddha and ghosts. They have no choice but to come out and beg for food and repair the temple. "

Fang Qi listened to what he said and said with a smile, "smelly monk, I almost let you cheat, whether you are a real monk or a fake monk. Since there are such means, why not help people treat their diseases? It's easier to make money. "

Lao Douzi poked the ring scar in his long hair and showed him: "you can joke at ordinary times, but you can't do anything to desecrate the Buddha. You think people will believe you if you want to treat people? Now people believe that those who go to the hospital and have a headache can't earn three melons and two dates. Our village is also poor. Some villagers really come to see a doctor. It's good to give you some eggs. I can't help it. It's cheaper to come out and beg. " Pick up the cloth bag and shake it, "the weather is bad today, and I want dozens of pieces."

It's not big to come to the old bean's temple, otherwise it's impossible to raise money by myself. He said, "old bean, I'm not as good as you, but I'm optimistic about several critically ill patients. I'm still rich. At present, there is a hospital in the village. What is lacking is a master of traditional Chinese medicine like you. If you are willing to go back with me, I am willing to hire you to be an acupuncture doctor. Of course, it is much better than begging. Will you do it? "

He thought Lao Douzi would be grateful for this good thing. But Lao Douzi smiled and said, "this world is a quack doctor who can make a fortune. If he has the ability, he will starve to death."

Fang Qi's face showed black money, "old bean, even if you have the ability, you don't have to step on me like this. Although I'm not as good as you, I've made a lot of money. The poor in our village have lived in new houses and embarked on the road to prosperity. You are better than me, so I sincerely invite you to go. If you're a liar, I won't dump you at all. " Think of his acupuncture, "Oh, by the way, the Purple Palace is the main way of the upper and lower acupoints. If you don't do the right magic, you may die. How dare you pierce this big acupoint?"

"Although the Purple Palace is an important acupoint, it is also a channel for the five zang organs to lead to the spirit among people. If the technique is appropriate, you can get twice the result with half the effort. Didn't the person who taught you tell you this?"

Fang Qi shook his head in shame. "I'm ashamed to say that I just learned acupuncture occasionally. I know some small hand segments, but I only know a little fur in the human meridians."

Miao Miao brought two cups of tea and handed Fang Qi a cup. Fang Qi respected Lao Dou as a talent and offered it with both hands: "Lao Dou, if you are willing to go with me, I will change your place to live and ask you for advice on acupuncture techniques."

Lao Douzi's new year is better than tea: "well, this tea is very good. Well, since you are willing to throw a lot of money for me, I will give you face and go to your village with you. I can make it clear. I'm used to idleness. If you don't want to stay, you have to give me a salary and travel expenses! "

This is absolutely no problem. Even if he can ask for one or two hundred a day, Fangqi can afford to pay. He readily promised: "you go to Jinjiang hotel with me. It's just that I can ask you for advice."

Lao Dou Zi shook his head: "forget it, the golden and silver nest is not as good as the dog's nest. I live here very well. Give me the address and I'll see it myself. "

Fang Qi wrote his address to him. When he came out, he told the fat landlady that old bean lived here and managed to eat and live. He can't treat others badly. He'll see him again tomorrow.

The fat landlady met a rich man on a rainy day. She didn't kill him. How much can she spend three meals a day? She promised: "don't worry, he won't die of hunger."

And Miao Miao return to Jinjiang hotel to take a hot bath and change into clean clothes. The waiter pushes the dinner to be arranged. Fang Qi and Miao Miao sit at the table and eat while looking at the misty night view outside the window.

"Who is that old bean? How did he get the needle? "

Fang Qi shook his head. "I don't know. He said he was a monk and came out to ask for money to repair the temple. I don't know whether it's true or false. But his acupuncture technique is completely different from that of Master Wu. When he asked him about the inheritance of his technique, he said it was taught by master. I was surprised that this method of acupuncture is much better than me. "

Miao Miao said with a smile, "see, I picked up a treasure as soon as I looked back. Although the old bean has a strange temperament, it may be inherited by some famous doctor. There is nothing strange about the expert hiding in the market. "

"No, he seems to know that we took out the Buddha finger relic. Although he prevaricated, I always think he's hiding something."