Urban Madness

Lu Yunfeng's words, like a thunderbolt, exploded in everyone's ears.

They all gaped, their mouths wide open enough to swallow their fists. They looked at Lu Yunfeng with incredible eyes, as if they could not believe their ears.

Are you kidding?

Lu Yunfeng is a king of acupuncture in the south of the Yangtze River. He is a master of acupuncture and moxibustion. In the field of traditional Chinese medicine, Lu Yunfeng is a leading figure.

On the surface, he is just a doctor.

But in fact, there are so many dignitaries and dignitaries in Jiangnan province who have received his favor. Even the powerful people in Yanjing have asked him to go for treatment. These invisible contacts add up to be terrifying!

In this world, you can be rich and powerful, but you can't escape the torture of disease!

If you are suffering from any difficult and complicated diseases, knowing a skillful apricot hand is equivalent to having a second life.

In the eyes of the public, Ye Fan has shown extraordinary acupuncture skills. Lu Yunfeng has a love of talent. It is not impossible to take him as a disciple!

But they did not expect that Lu Yunfeng should kneel down on his knees directly to worship ye fan, a young boy, as a teacher!

What happened in front of them brought them unprecedented visual impact.

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Seeing this, Ye Fan was also surprised. He quickly stepped forward to help Lu Yunfeng up and said, "Master Lu, please get up quickly. Are you not breaking me like this?"

On the other side, Lu Yunfeng repeatedly said, "doctor ye, you must not call me master! In front of you, Yunfeng really can't afford this title!

Dr. ye, you can become my master just by using the du'e needle you just displayed! I'd like to ask Dr. ye to accept me as a weak disciple. Otherwise, I will kneel down here! "

Lu Yunfeng's tone was firm and incomparable. Ye Fan refused, so he knelt down to the end of the earth and the sea was dry and the rocks were rotten.

Even Ye Fan himself didn't expect that the needle he used at will would make Lu Yunfeng so moved.

What ye fan doesn't know is that one of the ways of medicine is to become a teacher, which has nothing to do with age!

What's more, with the decline of traditional Chinese medicine, many ancient books have been lost.

And du'e God needle has not reappeared for a hundred years!

Although Ye Fan's identity is not clear, in Lu Yunfeng's opinion, most of the time, he has acquired an ancient inheritance. In addition to his amazing talent, he can learn the du'e divine needle.

On the other hand, if you can learn from Ye Fan as a teacher, it is Lu Yunfeng who has taken advantage of him!

This kind of big chance, maybe only once in his life, he had to hold on to it!

Looking at Lu Yunfeng, who is kneeling in front of him, Ye Fan hesitates for a moment and says:

"Lu Da Dr. Lu, you'd better get up quickly! If you like, I can teach you this needling technique when I am free! "

What do you mean, doctor ye Are you willing to accept me as a disciple

Lu Yunfeng's tone was full of ecstasy, and then did not give Ye Fan any chance to refuse. He continued: "master, please accept the disciple's worship!"

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

The next moment, Lu Yunfeng kowtowed to Ye Fan three times, which was regarded as a worship ceremony.

Looking at Lu Yunfeng, who was old enough to be his father, kowtow to himself. Ye Fan felt uncomfortable for a while. He quickly lifted Lu Yunfeng up from the ground and said, "doctor Lu, don't be so polite."

"Master, we Chinese medicine pay attention to respecting teachers and respecting the way. How can we forget the rules handed down by our ancestors? Master, now I am your disciple. Just call me Xiao Lu or Yunfeng! "

Hearing this, Ye Fan's face is full of strange color, let him call Lu Yunfeng "small Lu", how he can not call out.

"Cough I'll call you Yunfeng... " Ye Fan Dao.

"Yes, master!"

Lu Yunfeng immediately nodded, his tone full of respect, as if he really regarded Ye Fan as an elder.

See this scene, Ye Fan also a bit at a loss, did not expect to accept a "cheap" apprentice.

Of course, after all, the needle was a secret skill taught to him by Wei Lao.

Just now ye fan has asked Wei Lao secretly in his heart, and Wei Lao doesn't care that he will teach the door god needle.

After all, this needle is a treasure of China. If it can be taught to benefit more patients, it is also a merit!

However, at that time, Lu Yunfeng can understand the essence of several layers, it depends on his own understanding!

After that, Ye Fan turned around and looked at Wang Zhen and said, "Mr. Wang, I have some private affairs. I want to talk to you about it."

As soon as this was said, Cui Rongrong and Wang Dongliang, beside them, suddenly changed their faces and held their breath. A heart hung in the air, but they did not dare to speak.

But Wang Zhen didn't notice the change of their looks. He said to Ye Fan, "doctor ye, you are my Savior. No matter what you want, you can ask for it!""Mr. Wang, this is not a place to talk!"

"Ha ha ha Doctor ye, it's me who is abrupt. Let's find a place to talk about it in detail. "

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Half an hour later, by the West Lake, there is a Chinese style tea room decorated with primitive simplicity.

The teahouse looks plain on the outside, but it has a special hole inside.

Tea tables and chairs are all made of high-quality Hainan Huanghua Pears. The cost alone is as high as one million Chinese dollars.

From the tea room, you can have a panoramic view of the beautiful scenery of Xizi lake, but there is no noise at all. It is elegant and extraordinary.

At the moment, in the tea room, Ye Fan and Wang Zhen sit opposite each other, with two cups of tea on the table, and the fragrance of tea overflows.

Ye Fan picked up the tea cup and sipped it slightly. He only felt that the sweet and warm tea went into his throat, and his teeth and cheeks were fragrant. It seemed that the whole body and mind of a person were stretched out, which was indescribably comfortable. He praised:

"good tea! It's much better than my usual barley tea

Although Ye Fan doesn't know the tea ceremony, he can also feel the extraordinary tea.

"Dr. ye, this is the" Eighteen imperial trees "in Longjing, the West Lake of Suzhou and Hangzhou. Just like it Wang Zhen smiles on his face, but he is speechless in his heart.

You know, this West Lake Longjing is the top ten famous tea in China.

The 18 tea trees in front of the Imperial Palace refer to the 18 tea trees in front of the West Lake. Before tasting the sweetness, they first smelled the fragrance of heaven. The king of tea was granted by Emperor Qianlong at that time, with a great reputation.

It is said that the annual output is less than a catty, and its price can not be measured by exact figures, nor can it be bought with money!

Wang Zhen finally got several liang of tea, usually he would not bear to drink!

If ye fan had not saved his life, he would never have taken out such precious tea.

Who knows that the valuable "imperial 18 trees" are just "better than barley tea" in Ye Fan's mouth. They are really cattle chewing peony, and they are extremely cruel.

However, Wang Zhenxin also won't have what pity!

If ye fan didn't help, I'm afraid he would have lost his life now. What's the matter with just a little tea?

After half a cup of tea, Ye Fan suddenly looks at Wang Zhen's hand on his left wrist and says:

"Mr. Wang, can you show me your hand?"

"Oh?"

Hearing Ye Fan's request, Wang Zhen was a little surprised, but he immediately took off the hand and handed it to Ye Fan.

After Ye Fan took the hand and ran, he looked in his eyes and studied it carefully.

I saw the rosary on the hand, the coating was ruddy and dignified, and the cinnabar part in the middle of the beads could be seen.

The outer skin is transparent, and the middle of the hole is perfectly penetrated. There seems to be a little gold in the cinnabar. The handle is extremely delicate and warm. It is not iron but jade. I don't know what material it is made of.

Wei Lao once said before, this is a magic weapon!

Ye fan can feel that there seems to be a kind of power in each Rosary Bead. Although it is small, it is extremely pure, but it is quite different from the aura between heaven and earth. It is not clear and the Tao is not clear.

Seeing ye fan's contemplative appearance, Wang Zhen on one side carefully tried to say, "doctor ye, are you interested in this channeling Gabala?"

"Gabala?"

Ye Fan smell speech, slightly frown, seem to have heard this word from where.

At this time, Wang Zhen continued: "don't you know, doctor ye?"? This Gabala is the human bone rosary of Tibetan Buddhism