Almighty Wizard

Chapter 811 A shot of relief

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The heart-to-heart talk between Wen Yan and her daughter finally ended with Wen Yan feeling extremely ashamed and angry, but the dream this night was a little different.

After getting up this morning, Wen Yan put on a grimace and took off the wet personal belongings. When she thought of the things that happened in her dream, her blushing face never faded away.

Fortunately, Qin Fang didn't pay too much attention and didn't deliberately ask about these things, otherwise she probably wouldn't be able to see anyone all day long.

The Nayi tribe is located deep in the mountains. Although this so-called depth is nothing compared to the entire huge mountain range, to the world outside the mountains, it is really very deep.

A new sedan was replaced with more bearers, and the speed of travel was also significantly improved. Although the mountain road of more than ten miles was rugged and difficult to walk, it was not suitable for these mountain men who walked the mountain road all day long.

No matter what, it only took more than two hours to get there...

Even if you look at the distance of more than ten miles, more than two hours seems to be walking quite slowly, but you must know that it is still over two mountains. If you leave it to those traveling friends, this distance of mountain road is enough for them to walk an entire distance.

God's.

Such a large team is quite astonishing. People passing by are paying attention to the five people on the sedan chair, pointing at them, and they are obviously quite strange.

However, Qin Fang and the others were in a hurry and had no time to pay attention to these things.

When the team reached the Nayi tribe, Aunt Song almost jumped off the sedan and ran directly towards a dark-looking middle-aged man not far away.

To be precise, this man should be considered an old man - compared to Aunt Song, who is in her forties, this man should be over fifty, but he looks older.

I heard from my uncle that this man was Aunt Song's brother Sando. He was only two years older, but he didn't seem to be in the same age group as them at all.

"Ima, you are finally back, my mother is dying..."

As soon as he saw Aunt Song, Sando immediately came up to her and said anxiously.

He came here early in the morning and waited. He didn't wait until now, and he was already extremely anxious.

"Quickly, go quickly...Xiaoyan, come here, this is your uncle..."

Aunt Song was naturally very anxious. Looking at her brother's expression, it seemed that her mother's situation was even worse than he imagined.

While running quickly towards home, he greeted Wen Yan behind him and introduced some of Wen Yan's identity to Sando, who had never met him before.

"uncle……"

Wen Yan also seemed a little timid towards this uncle she had never met before, but it was Qin Fang who held her hand and she was able to scream.

"well……"

Sando was also a little at a loss for his beautiful niece. The main reason was that people from the mountains and people outside the mountains had completely different looks and temperaments. He was not used to it at this time.

But this was not the time to be polite, everyone rushed towards home quickly.

"Ima... Aniang has already... gone!"

But when they arrived at a row of stone houses, they saw a woman in her fifties coming out wiping tears. They happened to see Aunt Song and the others coming back, and immediately said sadly.

"Aunt..."

Upon hearing the news, Aunt Song immediately turned pale and almost knelt down on the spot. Tears flowed down uncontrollably, and she screamed with extreme grief and indignation.

They had already rushed over as quickly as possible, but unexpectedly they were still a step too late, and in the end they were not able to see the old man for the last time.

"Auntie, my condolences!"

Qin Fang's face was also solemn. Unexpectedly, it was a step too late. He and Uncle Wen could only support Aunt Song. She was really sad and her body was not in good condition. He was afraid that she would cry out and make trouble.

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Although Wen Yan beside her had never seen this grandmother, her eyes were red at this moment, and she couldn't help but shed tears.

With the support of Qin Fang and Uncle Wen, several people walked into the house together. In the old man's room, the old man was lying on the simple stone collapse, quietly and without any sound.

"Aunt..."

When Aunt Song saw her deceased mother, her mood that had just calmed down a little collapsed again. Wen Yan couldn't hold it back this time, and immediately hugged her mother, crying sadly with her.

The Sanduo couple next to them also couldn't help crying. Although Uncle Wen was a strong man, he couldn't help crying at this time.

Even Qin Fang was so moved that he wanted to cry. He had no relatives, so it was difficult for him to experience the sadness of the death of a relative. At this time, he felt a little emotional.

Perhaps the only one with stable emotions is Song Qingshan. He is a complete outsider. In addition to his profound skills, emotional control is an ability that warriors must master.

"Eh..."

When everyone was heartbroken, Qin Fang suddenly exclaimed, as if he had seen something very strange.

Almost subconsciously, Qin Fang immediately took two steps towards the "corpse" of the old man lying on the bed, and the speed was quite fast, giving people the feeling of a gust of wind blowing by.

Not only that, Qin Fang also lifted up the simple quilt sewn with animal skin and grabbed the old man's wrist, which was gradually becoming cold.

"What are you going to do?"

Everyone was confused by Qin Fang's move. They didn't understand what Qin Fang was going to do. They just looked at Qin Fang indifferently. Only the old man's son Sando suddenly shouted and roared immediately,

He took out the Miao Dao he carried with him and started slashing towards Qin Fang.

Although the people in this mountain are a bit barbaric and don't know too many etiquette, filial piety is common. The mother has passed away, which means that the deceased is the most important and no one is allowed to touch it easily. Otherwise, it is a desecration of the deceased.

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He didn't know Qin Fang's identity. Time was tight just now and Aunt Song didn't have time to introduce her in detail. Now that something like this happened again, he certainly wouldn't be polite to Qin Fang.

Bang~~

However, just as he took this step, a figure flashed next to him, and then he heard a crisp sound of something falling, and the Miao knife in his hand had already fallen to the ground.

As for Sando himself, he covered his wrist and looked at Song Qingshan who was standing in front of him in shock.

Although he understood that the young man in front of him was trying to stop him to protect Qin Fang, he was still surprised by how powerful this young man was.

Even though he is very old, as the former number one warrior of the Nayi tribe, he is also very strong. Even now, the number of beasts he hunts is one of the largest among the tribe.

However, he could easily kill wild beasts, but he was unable to fight back in the hands of this young man, which really frightened him.

"Auntie, the old man is not dead yet..."

At this time, Qin Fang finally spoke up.

However, when I opened my mouth, I almost scared everyone to death...

"Not dead?"

Sando was immediately stunned and looked at his wife, who was the first to get this news.

"Aniang is really not dead? She is even angry..."

Sando's wife was also surprised. She only confirmed this after careful inspection. You must know that she has learned some simple medical skills from witch medicine, otherwise she would not be so sure.

"Xiao Qin, what's going on?"

Aunt Song finally recovered a little and immediately asked nervously.

Although my sister-in-law's medical skills were only half-qualified, she could still tell whether a person was dead or alive. As they looked over here, they saw that the old man had no breath, his heartbeat had stopped, and even his body was gradually becoming colder.

The situation has become like this, making them believe that the old man is still alive, which is really hard for them to accept for a while.

It's not that they hope that the old man is really dead, but they don't want his body to be desecrated after he dies.

Although Aunt Song has lived outside the mountains for more than 20 years, many of the old ideas in the mountains still exist, especially the importance attached to the corpses of old people.

"Auntie, I have some medical skills, so I won't be wrong..."

Qin Fang had no choice but to explain this way. To be precise, he had studied acupuncture, and his knowledge of medical skills was really limited.

But this does not affect his judgment on the old man's physical condition, because he also has special skills such as detective skills.

There is a very obvious difference between the living and the dead in Qin Fang's eyes.

When a dead person loses his breath of life, the health value data represented will completely disappear and become a dead object. Qin Fang can even freely put the corpse into the prop box.

The living person still has the breath of life, Qin Fang can see his health value, but the old man in front of him still has the health value, but it is very weak at this time, and he is about to die completely.

"Mom, Qin Fang studied medicine with Professor Ma in Ninghai. He is a famous doctor in the country..."

However, Aunt Song was still a little confused about Qin Fang's explanation. When she was about to ask again, Wen Yan on the side pulled her mother and said.

The master of medicine, Mr. Ma, is quite famous. Although Wen Yan is not a medical student, she has taken elective courses in this field. The teacher is considered to be Mr. Ma's disciple and grandson, and she once mentioned Mr. Ma's name.

And Wen Yan, Tang Feifei and Xiao Muxue were together, and knew many things about Qin Fang, including that Qin Fang possessed acupuncture and moxibustion skills - but they all believed that he studied under the master of medicine, Mr. Ma.

"Really? Xiao Qin, can you still cure my mother-in-law?"

Although she wasn't quite sure who Professor Ma was, seeing how confident her daughter was in what she said and how concerned she was about her mother, she immediately asked nervously.

Sanduo and his wife did not dare to say anything at this time, and both looked at Qin Fang very nervously.

"I just checked the old man's body. It's almost impossible to completely cure her. The old man is old and her body functions have completely degraded. All I can do now is wake her up first and nurse her back to health slowly.

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Qin Fang said helplessly, while flipping his wrist, several silver needles appeared in his hand, and then his arm shook, and the old man sat up suddenly.

He saw Qin Fang's hands dancing rapidly, and his whole body moving quickly. In the blink of an eye, no less than twenty or thirty silver needles were inserted into the old man's skinny body.

Everyone was stunned by Qin Fang's move, and no one thought about how Qin Fang got so many silver needles...

Everyone held their breath, even Song Qingshan, who had nothing to do with the matter, was no exception. They were all waiting for a miracle to appear, staring directly at those silver needles.

After these silver needles were inserted, Qin Fang could clearly see that the old man's health was slowly recovering. Although it was only a very small amount, it was at least much better than the almost complete loss just now.

"Aha..."

With Qin Fang's roar, Qin Fang fully activated his whole body's skills, and his hands almost transformed into countless palms, constantly moving and twisting on the silver needles...

The speed is very fast, but the rhythm is very powerful. If these silver needles could make sounds, then the rhythm of this music would definitely be more terrifying than the general's order.

Qin Fang's speed is getting faster and faster, and the speed of movement is almost beyond the limit that human eyes can bear.

Several people who looked at Qin Fang felt their eyes were sore, but they did not dare to give up any details. They were all waiting for a miracle to appear.

Qin Fang's acupuncture technique was running, and the powerful Qi was being consumed rapidly, and even a lot of sweat broke out on his forehead.

"A shot of relief!"

Finally, with Qin Fang shouting like this, he saw Qin Fang suddenly slap the Baihui point on the head of the old man's head, and the dozens of silver needles stuck in the old man's body seemed to be squeezed hard.

The silver needles like silver needles immediately flew out...

The silver needle hit the ground, and the wall made a crisp tinkling sound. Even Qin Fang himself got out of the way as quickly as possible.

Sando had been staring at Qin Fang's movements and his mother's body, but when he saw Qin Fang slapping his mother on the head like that, he was almost instinctively furious.

But before he could get angry, his eyes immediately widened.

"It's moving! It's moving... Grandma's hand is moving!"

Sando had been paying attention and did not dare to give up any details. Now that Qin Fang was done, he became even more eager. Finally he saw his mother's fingers move slightly, very slightly.

But such a very small change was caught by him, and he immediately shouted excitedly, as if Fan Jin had won the lottery and the lottery player had won the big prize... he almost went crazy.