laughing saint

Chapter 10 Dementia
Winter is gone, can spring be far behind us?This is a philosophical question. If you stay in the same place, watch the winter go, and wait for the spring to come in the same place, then the winter is gone and the spring is indeed not far away.

Of course, while waiting for spring, you must have a peaceful heart, otherwise you will feel that time passes very slowly.

In more than ten days, Chen Xiaofan was looking forward to the arrival of spring for the first time. On this day, he and Li Dazhuang, who had already recovered, discussed life together. Ever since he came into contact with Changquan, he would often stay in a daze, and sometimes he would not know his body at all. where.

"Xiaofan, what's wrong with you?" Li Dazhuang asked Chen Xiaofan who was in a daze again.

"Da Zhuang, spring heartbeat is a very painful thing." Chen Xiaofan said with a self-deprecating smile.

Li Dazhuang didn't hear Chen Xiaofan's self-mockery, he thought what Chen Xiaofan said was what he thought, he was older than Chen Xiaofan, had stayed in the city longer than Chen Xiaofan, naturally he knew more than Chen Xiaofan, he If you realize something, say: "Yes! It is a very painful thing."

Chen Xiaofan looked at the streets where spring was getting stronger, and if he realized something, he pulled Li Dazhuang to place a broken bowl on the corner of the nearby street, sat down and looked down at the bowl.

Sitting and waiting is a common way of begging for little beggars, sometimes it works very well, but today Chen Xiaofan is not thinking about begging at all, so naturally he has no intention of pretending to be pitiful.

Chen Xiaofan seemed to have settled down in his own world, feeling the vast world in his own world, feeling the changes in the atmosphere gradually getting stronger, his eyes were a little dazed, his appearance was a little dazed, he turned a deaf ear to what was going on around him, and just sat there blankly.

Li Dazhuang looked at Xiaofan in a daze, and suddenly had an idea, opened his voice and yelled: "All uncles and aunts, have pity on our brother, my brother has dementia at a young age, he is in a daze, my little brother I have to take care of him when I am old, please have pity on me."

The place where Li Dazhuang and Chen Xiaofan squatted was relatively close to the market, and in the morning it was the peak time for aunts to go shopping, so there were quite a lot of aunts passing by here.

Most of the aunts have been mothers, and those who have been mothers can easily feel compassion for the young. Chen Xiaofan looks handsome and cute, but it is a pity that he looks really dull and abnormal at this time.

An aunt just came out of the market, carrying the freshly bought meat and vegetables in her hand, heard Li Dazhuang yelling, walked over, saw Chen Xiaofan's appearance, she couldn't help but wiped her tears and said: "Poor baby!" , how did such a cute baby become like this!"

The aunt reached out and took some copper coins from her bosom, stuffed them into Li Dazhuang's hands and said, "My child, you have worked hard." Then she wiped her tears and left, fearing that she would cry bitterly if she stayed any longer.

Chen Xiaofan looked at the sky with his eyes, sometimes he was dazed, and sometimes he smiled brightly, what is dementia, just look at Chen Xiaofan's current appearance and he will soon be deeply impressed.

Chen Xiaofan acted in his true colors, and Li Dazhuang yelled affectionately. He earned a lot of tears in one morning. With more attention, more tears were shed, so more people gave them coins.

At noon, when there were fewer people on the street, Li Dazhuang said in a low voice, "Xiaofan, let me go! I made a lot of money today!"

Li Dazhuang said it once, but Chen Xiaofan didn't respond, and said it again, Chen Xiaofan still looked dumbfounded.

In desperation, Li Dazhuang carried Chen Xiaofan on his back, and said as he walked, "My poor brother! We're going home!"

Li Dazhuang took Chen Xiaofan to a quiet place and shook him vigorously, but no matter how Li Dazhuang shook him, Chen Xiaofan still looked the same.

Li Dazhuang's heart tightened, and he thought to himself: "Could it be that he's really crazy?!"

The more Li Dazhuang thought about it, the more frightened he became, he carried Chen Xiaofan on his back and walked while saying, "Xiaofan! Don't worry about anything!"

Li Dazhuang's footsteps became more and more urgent, and his breath became more and more panting, but he didn't care about these, he only hoped that Xiaofan could be sent to Huang Langzhong as soon as possible.

Li Dazhuang was sweating profusely, and he put Chen Xiaofan down in Huang Langzhong's store, because he often came to change his dressing some time ago, Li Dazhuang and Huang Langzhong were no strangers, and Xiaofan and Huang Langzhong were even more familiar, so there was no politeness , and shouted loudly: "Langzhong, come and see Xiaofan."

Huang Langzhong was eating in the backyard at this time, when he heard someone yelling in the front shop, he quickly ate a few more bites, put down his chopsticks, and walked out.

"What's wrong with Xiaofan?" Huang Langzhong put his hand on the pulse gate of Xiaofan's left hand.

"I don't know, it happened suddenly in the morning."

Huang Langzhong felt that Chen Xiaofan's pulse was very strong and powerful, he couldn't be healthier, Huang Langzhong frowned slightly, thought for a while, but couldn't determine the cause of Chen Xiaofan's dementia.

"Is doctor Xiaofan okay?" Li Dazhuang asked eagerly.

Huang Langzhong remained silent and did not answer. He took out a set of silver needles from the cabinet behind him, and spread them out. There were more than 20 silver needles, large and small, with slightly different shapes.

Huang Langzhong raised and lowered the needles, inserted six acupuncture points on Chen Xiaofan's head, and inserted four on each of his hands and feet, then Huang Langzhong used both hands to flick each silver needle, and the silver needles Slight vibration.

After the vibration of the silver needle stopped, the expression on Chen Xiaofan's face remained unchanged, at this moment Huang Langzhong showed a solemn expression.

During Huang Langzhong's time with Xiaofan during this period, he felt that Xiaofan was indeed a good kid, he was humble, he understood the dignity of the old and the young, and he always had a sweet smile on his face, which was very lovable .

Huang Langzhong felt that he and Chen Xiaofan were indeed destined, so he decided to resort to ancestral methods, hoping to cure Chen Xiaofan's strange symptoms.

Huang Langzhong's ancestor was a practitioner, and the so-called ancestral method is to use his own vitality to activate the meridians and collaterals of the patient. There is indeed a little danger. He requires the practitioner to have a full understanding of the meridians in the human body, and the state The higher the better.

Huang Langzhong is actually a person who has entered the first-level knowledge, but he has stayed in the first-level knowledge for many years and still can't break through. Although he has been studying this way for many years, his level is still lower, because there is no guarantee that there will be no danger. This danger is not only It means that Xiaofan is in danger, and Huang Langzhong himself will also encounter some accidents.

Huang Langzhong helped Chen Xiaofan to the back hall, and ordered Li Dazhuang to guard the door, not to be disturbed by anyone, and sat opposite to Xiaofan in the back hall, Huang Langzhong put his hands on Chen Xiaofan's pulse gate, both hands Eyes half-closed, with a thought in his mind, the vitality in his body surged from the sea of ​​qi, passed to Chen Xiaofan's body through his hands.

As soon as the vitality entered Xiaofan's body, it suddenly bulged. Huang Langzhong's vitality was blasted back abruptly by the vitality in Chen Xiaofan's body. Huang Langzhong's hands on Chen Xiaofan's veins were bounced away. Let the vitality rush through the body, and it took a while to withdraw the vitality into the sea of ​​​​qi.

(End of this chapter)