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The heart-to-heart talk between Wen Yan's mother and daughter finally came to an end with Wen Yan's incomparable shame and indignation, but this night's dream was a little different.

After waking up this morning, Wen Yan put on a bitter face and replaced the wet body. When she thought about what happened in the dream, her blushing face never faded.

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

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

With new sedan chairs and more bearers, the speed of travel has also increased significantly. Although the mountain roads of more than ten miles are rugged and difficult to walk, these mountain men who walk on the mountain roads all day are not. What the heck, it took just over two hours to get there...

Regardless of the distance of more than ten miles, the time of more than two hours seems to be quite slow, but you must know that this is still over two hills, and throw it to those donkey friends. The mountain road with this distance is enough for them to walk a whole God.

Such a large team is quite astonishing, and the passers-by are also paying attention to the five people on the sedan chair, pointing and pointing, which is obviously quite strange.

But Qin Fang and the others were in a hurry, so they didn't care about these things.

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

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

Hearing what my uncle said, this guy is Auntie Song's brother Sang Duo, who is only two years older, but he doesn't seem to be on the same age level as them at all.

"Ima, you are back, Auntie is dying..."

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

He came over early in the morning and waited, until now he was waiting for someone, and he was already in a hurry.

"Quick, go quickly...Xiao Yan, come here,

This is your uncle..."

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

While running towards the house quickly, he greeted Wen Yan behind him, and introduced some Wen Yan's identities to Sanduo who had never met before.

"uncle……"

Wen Yan also seemed a little timid about this uncle whom she had never met before, but it was Qin Fang who held her hand, which allowed her to yell.

"Ugh……"

Sanduo was also a little at a loss for his beautiful niece, mainly because people in the mountains and people outside the mountains were completely different in terms of dress and temperament, and he was not used to it for a while.

But this is not the time to be polite, and all the people rushed to the house quickly.

"Ima... Aunt, she has... gone!"

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

"Auntie..."

Hearing the news, Aunt Song's face turned pale immediately, and she almost knelt down on the spot. Tears flowed down her face uncontrollably, and she screamed in incomparable grief and indignation.

They had rushed over as fast as they could, but they were a step too late, and they couldn't 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, and he could only support Auntie Song with Uncle Wen, she was really too sad, her body was not in good condition, and she was afraid that something would happen if she cried .

Although Wen Yan beside her had never seen this grandma before, her eyes were red at this time, and the tears couldn't help but flow down.

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 slum, quietly, there was no sound.

"Auntie..."

When Aunt Song saw her dead mother, her emotions that had just eased up a little bit broke down again. Wen Yan couldn't hold back this time, and immediately hugged her mother, crying bitterly with her.

The Sanduo couple next to them 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 felt the urge to cry. He didn't have any relatives, so it was hard to feel the sadness of the death of such relatives. At this time, he was also a little touched.

Perhaps the only one who is emotionally stable is Song Qingshan. He is a complete outsider, and with his own profound skills, emotional control is an ability that warriors must master.

"what……"

When everyone was heartbroken, Qin Fang suddenly let out such an exclamation, as if he saw something very strange.

Almost subconsciously, Qin Fang immediately took two quick steps towards the "corpse" of the old man lying on the bed, and the speed was quite fast, as if a gust of wind had blown by.

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

"What are you going to do?"

Everyone was fooled by Qin Fang's actions. They didn't understand what Qin Fang was going to do. They just looked at Qin Fang dumbly. Only the old man's son Sanduo suddenly yelled and roared immediately. He drew out the Miao Dao that he carried with him, and slashed towards Qin Fang.

Although the people in the mountains are a bit barbaric and don't know too much etiquette, filial piety is common. The mother has passed away, so the dead is the most important, and no one is allowed to touch the dead easily, otherwise it will be a blasphemy against the dead. ...

He didn't know Qin Fang's identity, and Aunt Song didn't have time to introduce her because of the urgent time just now, and now that something like this happened again, of course he wouldn't be polite to Qin Fang.

boom~~

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

As for Sanduo himself, he was covering his wrist, looking at Song Qingshan who stood in front of him in astonishment.

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

Regardless of his age, as the number one warrior of the Nayi tribe, he is also quite strong. Even now, he hunts the most beasts and is one of the few people in the tribe.

However, he could easily fight even wild animals, but he was powerless in the hands of this young man, which really horrified him.

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

At this time, Qin Fang finally spoke out.

It's just that the very moment I opened my mouth, I almost scared everyone to death...

"not dead?"

Sanduo was also taken aback immediately, and looked at his wife, who was the first to get this news from her.

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

Sanduo's wife was also surprised. She only confirmed this after careful inspection. You must know that she has learned a little bit of simple medicine from witch medicine, otherwise she would not dare to be so sure.

"Xiao Qin, what's going on?"

Aunt Song finally recovered a bit, and immediately asked very nervously.

Although my sister-in-law's medical skills are half-baked, people's life and death can still be distinguished. Looking at them, the old man has no breath, his heartbeat has stopped, and even his body is gradually becoming colder.

The situation has become like this, making them believe that the old man is still alive, it is really difficult 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 the old man to be desecrated after his death.

Although Auntie Song has lived outside the mountain for more than 20 years, many old thoughts in the mountain still exist, especially when it comes to the corpse of the elderly.

"Auntie, I have learned a little bit of medical skills, so I can't make a mistake..."

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

But this didn't affect his judgment on the old man's physical condition, because he still had such heaven-defying special skills as detection skills.

In Qin Fang's eyes, there is a very clear difference between the living and the dead.

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

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

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

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

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

Wen Yan, Tang Feifei and Xiao Muxue were together, and they knew many things about Qin Fang, including Qin Fang's body with acupuncture and moxibustion thaumaturgy - but they all believed that they were under the tutelage of Ma Lao, the master of medicine.

"Really? Xiao Qin, is there still a way for you to cure my mother?"

Although I don't know who Professor Ma is, but seeing her daughter's convincing manner and her concern for her mother, she immediately asked very nervously.

Sang Duo and his wife didn't dare to say anything at this time, and they both looked at Qin Fang very nervously.

"I checked the old man's body just now. It is almost impossible to completely cure the old man. The old man is already old and his body functions have completely degenerated. What I can do now is to wake her up first and take it easy. ..."

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

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

Everyone was stunned by Qin Fang's hand, and no one wondered how Qin Fang got so many silver needles...

Everyone held their breath, even Song Qingshan who had nothing to do with this matter was no exception, they all waited for a miracle to appear, and stared straight at those silver needles.

After these silver needles were pierced, Qin Fang could clearly see that the old man's health was slowly recovering, although it was only a little bit, but at least it was much better than the almost complete severance just now.

"Aha..."

Accompanied by Qin Fang's roar, Qin Fang, who had fully activated his whole body's power, almost turned his hands 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 can make a sound, then the rhythm of this hand music is definitely more terrifying than the general's order.

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

The few people who looked at Qin Fang felt their eyes were sour, but they didn't dare to give up any details. They were all waiting for a miracle to appear.

Qin Fang's acupuncture was working, and his powerful zhenqi was being consumed rapidly, even his forehead was sweating a lot.

"One shot back to heaven!"

Finally, with Qin Fang's loud shout, Qin Fang suddenly slapped the Baihui acupoint on the top of the old man's head, and the dozens of silver needles stuck in the old man's body seemed to be squeezed by force. Immediately, the silver needles flew out rustlingly...

The silver needle hit the ground and the wall made a crisp ding ding ding sound, even Qin Fang himself dodged the fastest.

Sanduo has been staring at Qin Fang's movements and his mother's body all the time, but when he saw Qin Fang slapping his mother's head like that, he was almost instinctively furious.

It's just that before he had time to get angry, those eyeballs immediately widened.

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

Sanduo had been paying attention all the time, not daring to give up a little detail. Now that Qin Fang had finished his work, he became even more urgent. Finally, he saw his mother's finger move slightly, very slightly.

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