Snow mountain.

Over the past six months, the old Madman's condition has gradually stabilized.

Of course, what I mean by stability is that the appearance time of old madman 2 is much longer than that of old madman 1.

At the beginning, when the old madman had such problems, the old madman No. 2 was more like the state of the old madman when he was sick, while the confused old madman No. 1 should be normal.

However, after such a long time, the old madman No. 2 has gradually become the person who dominates the body of the old madman. On the contrary, the time for the old madman No. 1 to appear is less and less.

This makes me feel very depressed. If it develops at such a speed, will there be only one personality left in the old madman one day, that is old madman No.2?

If so, where should old madman one go?

Although it seems that No. 2 is the personality of an old maniac, I still think that No. 1 should be more easy to get along with. He can do whatever he is told to do, which is quite obedient.

Of course, I also hope that the old Madman's condition will get better.

Although the old madman still doesn't remember what kind of identity he is and how he appeared in this place, he still thinks a lot of other things.

I really don't know, old madman is still a master of traditional Chinese medicine, and it seems that he is very good at treating bone diseases, such as my right hand.

At first, the old madman proposed to cure my right hand. I just heard it as a joke. Unexpectedly, the old madman didn't think so. He said that I must cure my right hand. He didn't want me to be a disabled person.

Before, I thought that I really couldn't accept the status of disabled people, but it didn't seem to matter if I got used to it.

Without my right hand, my left hand is more flexible.

I originally wanted to be polite to the old madman, and I did the same thing. In fact, the main reason is that I was worried that the old madman would not cure my right hand, but would also scrap my whole right arm at that time. Wouldn't I go to grandma's house?

You know, the old madman is not very stable. He said that he could use traditional Chinese medicine. I really don't believe it.

But after the old madman showed his hand in front of me, I believed what he said.

Then I made up my mind. Anyway, my hands are like this. It's better to be a living horse doctor than a dead horse. What if the old madman can cure me?

With this idea in mind, I began to go down the snow mountain.

Yes, it's the first time to go down the mountain in more than half a year.

Naturally, I went down the mountain according to my previous route. I haven't explored the way to the front.

The task that the old madman taught me was to find several precious herbs. He said that it was impossible to have them on the snow mountain. These herbs would only appear in those woods.

Before I went to the snow mountain, I was in a forest?

So I went down the mountain with such an idea, and I was very lucky. In the woods, I soon found several herbs that the old madman needed.

Fortunately, I was well prepared and kept in mind all the details along the way. Otherwise, it would not be easy for me to go back to that cave in this snowy world.

After coming back, the old madman is using stones to smash the dried herbs I used before into powder. It seems that these herbs are also needed by the old madman.

"Come and sit here." The old madman waved to me and pointed to the place in front of him.

Oh, I didn't refuse the old Madman's proposal, and sat down in front of the old madman.

"Put your right wrist out." The old madman said to me again.

I obeyed. The old madman grabbed the palm of my right hand, then picked up the silver needle I often used, and pricked my right wrist.

I was stunned. I didn't expect that the old madman would even have acupuncture, and it really looked like that. It seems that this old madman is really a treasure.

I feel a warm breath in my arm, which makes me feel amazing. Does acupuncture have such an effect?

Although I know taixuan needling, I've only stabbed an old madman, but I haven't stabbed myself. I really don't know how I feel when I use taixuan needling.

I want to ask the old madman what kind of needle it is. Now I am particularly interested in acupuncture.

But the old madman seemed to see in advance that I was going to ask a question. He looked at me and motioned me not to speak.

Looking at the old madman so seriously, I closed my mouth and felt the magical enjoyment of acupuncture.

Soon, the old madman changed a place to tie, this time it was a cold breath, I can clearly feel it.

It makes me feel more and more magical, old madman. What kind of acupuncture is it? What about my taixuan needle?I don't know how long it took for the old madman to put away the silver needle after he had put it in several places.

The old madman stood up from the ground without saying a word. Without getting the old Madman's order, I could only sit on the ground and watch the old Madman's actions. I didn't dare to stand up and was afraid of destroying the old Madman's achievements.

The old madman smashed the herbs that I had picked with stones, mixed them with the previous herbs and put them on my wrist, which made me feel nothing else.

"Take it to the fire and let the herbs dry up." Said the old madman to me.

"That's it?" I looked at my right wrist in surprise and said.

"It's not that simple. I'll have to do it several times, but the next time I'll have to wait three days." Said the old madman.

Oh, I'm more and more looking forward to the effect of this method on my wrist. There's really no need for an old madman to cheat me on this issue, isn't it? Can my wrist really be cured by an old madman?

I sat by the fire, waiting for the medicine mud on my wrist to dry up, thinking about the question I had thought of before, and then asked the old madman, "old madman, can I ask you a question?"

"What's the problem?" The old madman looked at me and asked.

"Well What kind of needling method did you just use? It's amazing. I feel a lot of different feelings. " I asked the questions I always wanted to ask.

The old madman looked at me and thought about it carefully. Then he shook his head and said, "I didn't remember what kind of needling it was. I only know I know this just as I was born with it. "

I can't help but get a black line, thinking that the old madman is not joking? Do you really think you're a genius? You're born with this amazing needling?

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