Miraculous X-Ray Vision

Zhang Jun's heart moved and he observed this person with the technique of looking for air, only to see a white qi flashing between his eyebrows, and said to himself: "Look at this person's weather, the official is small and powerful, is it the secretary of which senior official? ?"

Thinking of this, he said: "It can be cured. Acupuncture is supplemented by massage, and it can be cured in a week."

The surname Zhong was very surprised and said, "Brother, can I be there when you are treating the uncle?"

Zhang Jun smiled slightly and said, "Of course."

The young man handed a business card with only a phone number and no other information. After eating in a hurry, he got in the car and left.

Seeing the Audi car going away, the boss suddenly said to Zhang Jun: "Rich, do you know who that person was just now?"

Zhang Jun smiled and said, "Is it the provincial party committee?"

The boss stayed: "You know?"

Zhang Jun smiled and said, "Guess it."

The boss said: "He is the provincial party committee Zhong Wei, regardless of his low level, but he is highly dependent on the secretary. He has a lot of power at hand, and he is a veritable No. 2 chief."

After eating, Zhang Jun said to Uncle Gu: "Uncle Gu, last time I heard that your ancestor was a Chinese medicine doctor? Is there a golden needle in your family? If there is a golden needle, I can help you heal your injury now."

Zhang Jun and Shuigen often came to eat. When they were fine, they chatted with Uncle Gu. They knew that his ancestor was a royal doctor, but unfortunately the family inheritance was cut off during the Cultural Revolution. His grandfather and father, who were skilled in medicine, were beaten to death. It was also copied.

After hearing the question, Uncle Gu thought for a while and said: "Back then, all the belongings were copied, but my grandfather secretly buried his medical box in the yard and was able to preserve it. After the Cultural Revolution, I dug out the box. There seems to be a golden needle."

Zhang Jun said, "Well, I will go to your house to help you heal your injuries tonight."

Uncle Gu was very sorry: "Xiao Zhang, I'm sorry to trouble you so late."

"Uncle Gu, you are too polite. Next time I eat braised pork, buy one and get one free." He said jokingly.

The boss and Shuigen returned to the factory first, and Zhang Jun helped Gu Bo close the stall, and then the two returned to his home together. Uncle Gu's home is not far from here, it takes only 20 minutes to walk.

Uncle Gu’s house looks very old, with high walls and large doors. It should have been built before the founding of the People’s Republic of China. Uncle Gu’s wife passed away, and his two sons were also working in other places, so he was the only one in the family. The money he earned from the stall was enough for his own expenses. He would never ask his son for money, and he had a happy life.

The yard was dirty and messy, with dogs and cats, a goat, and a few rabbits. Fortunately, late at night, these animals all returned to their nests to rest.

Uncle Gu was very embarrassed and said, "Rich, let you watch a joke. I am at home alone, and I am usually too lonely, so I have so many little guys as a company, making the yard very messy."

Zhang Jun smiled "hehe" and said, "It's good. When I get old, I will definitely raise more things than Gu Bo."

After speaking, he entered the house, but the house was clean. Uncle Gu asked Zhang Jun to sit down, and then took out a red sandalwood medicine box from the bedroom. There were many ancient ruins on it, and many places were always damaged, but it was obvious that the materials used were very sophisticated and were not available to ordinary doctors.

Uncle Gu opened the medicine box and took out a small delicate wooden box and a larger jade box from it.

Zhang Jun took the wooden box in his hand, and his hands were extremely heavy. The material of the wooden box is also sandalwood. The quality is better than the medicine box, and the gloss and hardness are far superior to the former.

He asked: "Uncle Gu, you haven't opened this box?"

Uncle Gu shook his head: "When I was young, I hated Chinese medicine very much. If my grandfather and father hadn't learned Chinese medicine, they wouldn't be beaten by people like monsters, ghosts and snakes, and died on the streets. So I never touched these things. But when I was young, my grandfather often played with them. In this wooden box, he said it contained needles."

Having said that, he seemed to remember something and said, "By the way, I once heard my father say that this kind of needle seems to be called the dragon's beard needle, it is very delicately made, and there is only such a set in the world. He also said that this kind of needle is used. It’s very difficult, and ordinary people can’t use it at all.”

Zhang Jun sighed. In fact, he had seen through the wooden box a long time ago, with thirty-six dragon whiskers neatly stacked inside. Regarding the dragon beard needle, he had heard of it from Huabuyi. As Gu Bo said, this needle is extremely precious, and there is only this set in the world.

The origin of the dragon's beard needle is untestable, only know that the person who uses this needle must at least have the cultivation base of the kinetic energy level and the profound acupuncture background. Before use, the needle body is curled and hidden in the needle handle for easy carrying.

Opening the wooden box, he picked up a dragon's whisker needle at random to observe. This needle is made of pure gold with a cylindrical handle with a dragon-shaped image carved on it. Under the needle handle, there is a sword-like part with a hollow inside, and the needle body is stored inside, in a curled state.

With Zhang Jun's luck, the curled gold needle instantly became straight and thin as hair. After that, he used several strengths in succession, and the golden needle oscillated in different ways.

After trying for a while, he said, "Uncle Gu, your needle is a good thing and very precious."

Uncle Gu smiled and said, "Rich, if you cure my disease, this injection will be given to you."

Zhang Jun smiled "hehe" and said, "Well, how about it, let me buy it for Uncle Gu for 50,000 yuan."

Uncle Gu was taken aback. Can this set of needles be worth 50,000? He asked carefully: "Rich, you didn't joke with Uncle Gu?"

"This needle is really not worth much money in the hands of ordinary people, at most it is sold for a gold price. But in the hands of experts, it is a good thing, and it is hard to find a thousand dollars." Zhang Jun said truthfully.

Uncle Gu thought for a while and said, "Rich, I know you won't lie, so let's go, 30,000 yuan, Uncle Gu gave him to you."

An old man with a low income can give up 20,000 yuan at once, which is already very generous. Zhang Jun didn't want to take advantage of him and waved his hand: "I said fifty thousand is fifty thousand, you are welcome."

The old man couldn't compete with Zhang Jun. In the end, according to Zhang Jun's statement, he sold a whole set of Longbeard needles for 50,000 yuan.

There was also a jade box. Zhang Jun did not open him and said to Uncle Gu: "Uncle Gu, there is acupuncture book in the jade box. It is useless if you keep it, just give it to me."

Inside the jade box is a thread-bound book, which introduces the use of dragon beard needles. Under Zhang Jun's perspective, he found that the exquisite method of acupuncture does not seem to be under the Daluo Shenzhen, and he was shocked.

He speculated that the ancestors of the ancient family must have had a master-level medical power, or had been inherited by a medical master.

Opening the jade box, Zhang Jun took out the dragon beard needle book, but left the jade box and said: "Uncle Gu, this jade is a good thing. The best Hetian jade is estimated to sell for hundreds of thousands, even hundreds of thousands."

Uncle Gu was surprised and happy: "It's so valuable? Then I have to keep it, and ask an expert another day."

Next, Zhang Jun used Longxu Needle to give Gu Bo acupuncture, and then used Jiu Jin to massage him. After an hour, Gu Bo felt warm in his shoulders and his pain was relieved a lot.

"Uncle Gu, I will come back tomorrow, and it will be cured in three or five days."

Uncle Gu was very happy and said with a smile: "I am rich, thank you so much. This injury has been with me for most of my life, and it has been very distressing for me. Now that it is finally resolved, it feels really hesitating."

Saying goodbye to Uncle Gu, Zhang Jun returned to the factory, and then spent the whole night studying the dragon beard needle tree. He finally concluded that this dragon beard needle tree is indeed very clever and very enlightening to him.

"The dragon beard needle method seems to be particularly suitable for using the Yiyang Mind Method. Is there any connection between the two?" He now wants to catch the Taoist Tianchi and ask it, but it is a pity that the old dragon sees the head and the end. It's hard to meet.

Thinking like this in his mind, he began to use the Yiyang Heart Technique to cast the Dragon Beard Needle. Gradually, the method of mind and the method of acupuncture became more and more perfect. In the end, it was almost as tailor-made, smooth and smooth.

"Okay! This needle method will be called Yiyang Needle Method in the future, and the Daluo Shen Needle of Shimen has its own advantages. From now on, my Shennongmen will have another stunt!" He was in a good mood and decided to use the golden light of Buddha's eyes. He was completely cured of Gu Bo's disease, as a reward.

The next day, he took the time to go to Uncle Gu's house again, and before going out, he called Zhong Wei.

After Zhang Jun treated Gu Bo, he waited for about ten minutes before Zhong Wei arrived. He was also followed by a middle-aged man in his fifties. He was very shameless, and he looked like a high-ranking person.

Secretary Zhong smiled slightly: "Brother, this is our leader. Stop by and see you for treatment. Would you mind?"

Zhang Jundao: "Of course I don't mind. It's my honor to see the secretary of the Provincial Party Committee."

The middle-aged man was Secretary Zhou of the Xijiang Provincial Party Committee. He was not surprised when he was seen through. He smiled and said: "It seems that you can't hide your identity anywhere. Hey, I came to seek medical treatment from you. My injuries are also there. The shoulder was broken when he jumped in the line, and it hurts every night. It feels like suffering."

Zhang Jun looked as usual and said, "Secretary Zhou, you should have an expert medical team, why bother to see a wild doctor like me?"

Secretary Zhong said: "This brother, even the experts in Beijing can't do anything about the boss's injury. However, I think that the brother is extraordinary, he is either a quagmire or a quaint dragon, so I persuaded the boss to come and try his luck.

Zhang Junqi said: "Do you know the face?"

Secretary Zhong smiled: "As the Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, I have to meet people of all colors and wait every day. As time goes by, I will develop a pair of bright eyes. I know whether the other person is a real person or not."

Zhang Jun nodded and said, "It's a pity that you don't face each other." After finishing speaking, he motioned Secretary Zhou to sit down.

After the examination, he said: "Zhou Secretary's illness was treated late. When he was injured, he was not treated in time. As a result, his nerves were damaged and serious sequelae were left, so this disease is not easy to treat."

Secretary Zhong smiled and said: "Brother, doesn't it mean that it's impossible to cure, right?"

Zhang Jun smiled and said: "It can be cured, but I have to prepare something and I can only start tomorrow."

"Okay!" Secretary Zhong was overjoyed, "Tomorrow I will send a car to pick you up and ask you to go to the municipal party committee compound to treat your boss."

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