Diary of the life of a working wizard

"Secretary Feng, please explain to the people outside that you did not tell them not to come in for the time being, and that you locked the door so that they would not disturb you during the bone setting." Xia Yunjie did not answer Feng Wenbo's words, but turned around and explained to Feng Zhengcheng first.

"Okay." Even though Feng Zhengcheng was the secretary of the municipal party committee and had experienced many big things, he was a little lost when he heard Xia Yunjie's instructions at this moment.

After Feng Zhengcheng went out to give instructions and locked the door. Xia Yunjie then said to Feng Wenbo: "Just touch the bones first as usual, and when I ask you to set the bones, you can set the bones as usual."

"Yes." After hearing this, Feng Wenbo tried his best to stabilize his mind, then helped Yang Hui'e get into a good position and began to feel the bones on her buttocks. When Feng Wenbo started to touch the bones, Xia Yunjie put his hands on his back and closed his eyes.

When Xia Yunjie pressed his hands on Feng Wenbo's back, Feng Wenbo clearly felt that there seemed to be a magical power flowing in his body. Wherever his hands touched, the power seemed to flow.

By this time, Feng Wenbo finally understood why Xia Yunjie was so confident. What a miraculous bone-touching technique this was. Even the legendary hanging thread pulse diagnosis would be eclipsed by this miraculous bone-touching technique.

After Feng Wenbo touched Yang Hui'e for a while, Xia Yunjie had basically clearly felt her bone injuries through Feng Wenbo's hands. Then he began to give Feng Wenbo instructions on bone setting. Feng Wenbo was a master of bone setting. With Xia Yunjie's guidance and the help of the witchcraft power that Xia Yunjie put into his body, he was like a fish in water. With a few clicks, he helped Yang Hui'e's bones to be set with incomparable accuracy. .

However, during the bone setting, even though Xia Yunjie had used magic power to seal several painful points for Yang Hui'e, which relieved a lot of pain, the pain when the bones were repositioned still made Yang Hui'e break out in a cold sweat.

However, Yang Hui'e broke out in a cold sweat, and Xia Yunjie also broke out in a cold sweat. Across Feng Wenbo, he was setting bones, and the fractures were still shattered. Even though Xia Yunjie had excellent medical skills and a high level of medical knowledge, he still felt strenuous.

"Okay." Xia Yunjie took back his hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and let out a long breath.

When Xia Yunjie took back his hand, Secretary Feng Da next to him might still be confused. He didn't know whether this uncle's magical skill of "killing cattle across mountains" was really as magical as he said, but Feng Wenbo, as a The bone-setting master knew very well that this bone-setting was very successful, and her intuition told Yang Hui'e, who seemed to suddenly feel a burst of relief after the pain, that the bone-setting this time should be successful.

"Thank you, uncle." The couple expressed their heartfelt thanks to Xia Yunjie almost at the same time, but Feng Zhengcheng had already asked uncontrollably: "How is Mom, Dad?"

"The bone setting was very successful. Now it depends on the healing situation." Feng Wenbo also wiped the sweat from his forehead and said happily. As he spoke, he subconsciously looked at Xia Yunjie, his eyes filled with fanatical admiration, just like a groupie looking at his idol.

Although Feng Zhengcheng had expected this result, but when he heard his father say this and saw the fervent look he looked at Xia Yunjie, he couldn't help but feel shocked, and his heart was filled with waves. It turned out that everything his uncle said just now turned out to be true. It's all true. He actually set my mother's bones through my father. What a magical medical skill!

Feng Zhengcheng marveled in his heart, but he didn't realize that when he marveled secretly, he unknowingly used the title of uncle in his heart. When he realized this, he knew that he, the municipal party secretary, had been completely impressed by this magical young uncle in front of him.

"Take these three talismans and put one on Professor Yang every three days and stick it on the wound. In nine days, she should be healed." Just when Feng Zhengcheng was secretly shocked, Xia Yunjie took it from his shoulder bag He handed Feng Wenbo the three talismans he had specially drawn at home.

Feng Wenbo looked at the three talismans in front of him and couldn't help but trembled all over. Then he stretched out his trembling hand and said with trembling lips: "Uncle Master, could this be Zhu Youshu?"

Xia Yunjie nodded.

When Feng Wenbo saw Xia Yunjie nodding, his hand that took the talisman shook even more violently, and there were even tears flashing in his eyes. He thought of his father and the scene that he would never forget. He thought he would never see the magical Zhu Youshu reappear in this life, but Xia Yunjie gave him a big surprise.

Seeing Feng Wenbo's excited expression, Xia Yunjie could vaguely understand his mood. He patted his shoulder gently, and then nodded to Yang Hui'e and Feng Zhengcheng, who were already stunned and full of doubts: "Professor Yang , Secretary Feng, I have to leave beforehand."

"I'll see you off." Feng Zhengcheng was shocked when he heard this and blurted out subconsciously.

"Haha, no need, Professor Yang needs your company more." Xia Yunjie waved his hands with a smile, and then walked straight out the door.

"Uncle Master!" Feng Wenbo had come to his senses at this time and hurriedly followed.

"You don't have to send me off, I'm not used to it." Seeing Feng Wenbo chasing after him, Xia Yunjie obviously wanted to send him off in person, so he waved helplessly.

"Then, I'll let Xiaoqian drive you." Feng Wenbo saw Xia Yunjie's insistence and had no choice but to say.

"Then, okay, you ask Master Qian to wait for me at the entrance of the hospital, and you just stay and don't send me off." Xia Yunjie nodded, but it was hard to refuse.

After Xia Yunjie left, Feng Zhengcheng pointed to the talisman in Feng Wenbo's hand with confusion and curiosity and asked: "Dad, what did you mean by Zhu Youshu just now? And aren't these the talismans painted by three Taoist priests? Could it be this thing? Can it really cure diseases?”

Although Yang Hui'e experienced many magical and weird things today that she had never experienced in her life, when she saw Feng Zhengcheng's question, she couldn't help but asked curiously: "Yes, can I heal my bones with just these three talismans?" Injury? If that’s the case, wouldn’t it be too easy to treat the disease?”

"Easy? Do you think anyone can draw this talisman? If it weren't for the fact that my father and my uncle are fellow disciples, do you think anyone can get this talisman?" Feng Wenbo saw that his wife and son were still treating Xia Yunjie The mysterious technique was full of prejudice and doubt, and he couldn't help but said with a serious look on his face.

"Is this talisman difficult to draw? Is it very precious?" Yang Hui'e and her son almost said in surprise in unison. To them, isn't it just a graffiti-like ghost drawing? It seems that many Taoist priests in Taoist temples can draw.

"Do you think that talismans with truly magical effects are the same as people copying and painting nowadays? That requires a certain level of cultivation. When drawing talismans, you need to use a unique method to penetrate the aura of heaven and earth into the talismans. Your grandfather studied under Wu Ze Master, it can be said that he is extremely talented, but he was only able to barely perform the Zhu You Technique when he was thirty-four years old." Feng Wenbo glanced at the two of them, with a trace of infinite yearning in his eyes.

"Dad, have you ever seen grandpa perform the Zhu You Technique, that is, using talismans to cure people's illnesses?" It was also the first time that Feng Zhengcheng heard his father mention that his grandpa could do such magical magic. Hearing this, his eyes widened. , said in surprise.

The same is true for Yang Hui'e.

"Yes, I was thirteen years old that year. There was a patient who was dying of illness and no medicine worked. In the end, your grandfather used a talisman to cure his illness. I thought it was amazing at the time. , I want to learn this magical technique, but your grandfather said that I am still young. When I met my uncle today and asked him for advice on Zhu Youshu, I realized that this technique requires a very advanced level to learn." Feng Wenbo Station In the ward, looking out the window, his eyes revealed his deep longing for his father and regret that he could not learn Zhu Youshu.

If Yang Hui'e and Feng Zhengcheng were full of doubts about the three "ghost painting talismans" in Feng Wenbo's hands before, they are now completely convinced because Feng Zhengcheng's grandfather once used Zhu Youshu.

"Then why didn't you mention this to me before?" Yang Hui'e asked in confusion after being silent for a while.

"Actually, I mentioned my father's affairs to you before, but you said I was feudal and superstitious and scolded me bloody." Feng Wenbo glanced at Yang Hui'e and said with a bitter smile.

Yang Hui'e trembled when she heard this, and finally remembered that Feng Wenbo had told her about his father, and even said that he had used witchcraft to kill many Japanese Japs. At that time, because everyone believed in Marxism-Leninism, Yang Hui'e scolded Feng Wenbo for spreading feudal superstition and holding back socialism without even thinking about it. Fortunately, it was her own family members who were the ones she scolded at that time. Otherwise, if it had been another person, she would have directly reported it to the leadership and arrested him for criticism.

"I'm sorry, Lao Feng, but I was too narrow-minded and ignorant at that time." Yang Hui'e lowered her head in shame.

"It's all over, why mention it?" Feng Wenbo said with a smile, but this smile was somewhat aged.

For many years, he never mentioned the magical things about his father to anyone. He only said that he was a folk doctor, because no one would believe those things if he told them.

"So, what did dad use back then? By the way, witchcraft saved the entire village and killed many Japanese Japs. Is this all true?" Yang Hui'e asked.

Feng Wenbo nodded when he heard this and said with emotion: "Yes, dad was really powerful at that time and has always been a hero I admire."

"Well, then Uncle Xia..." Yang Hui'e suddenly thought of Xia Yunjie after hearing this, and couldn't help but blurted out in surprise.

"Haven't you already learned the lesson? Don't you still think that your bloody disaster and his reminder were just coincidences?" Feng Wenbo asked in return.

Yang Hui'e suddenly choked on her words, feeling an inexplicable fear of Xia Yunjie deep in her heart. That's human beings' natural fear of unknown and mysterious things!

"What bloody disaster? What reminder?" Feng Zhengcheng asked with confusion on his face.

"Actually, your mother and I didn't have to suffer this trip today, because at noon, your uncle reminded me that it was not appropriate for me to go out today, as there would be a bloody disaster. But I thought that was nonsense, no Listen to what he said. Then I was hit by a student riding a bicycle as soon as I went out." Yang Hui'e said with regret after hearing this.

"Ah!" Feng Zhengcheng opened his mouth in surprise when he heard this, and felt an inexplicable chill creeping up his back.