genius divination

Chapter 62 Withering
Two bright headlights cut through the night, and the car suddenly rushed into the nursing home.As soon as the car stopped, Cang Yunxiao ran in holding the bow, Fan Jiannan and Long Daudao followed closely behind him.

In the empty courtyard of the nursing home, Chen Guanyu and the fat aunt were kneeling in front of a wheelchair. Cang Yunxiao was stunned for a moment, and the compound bow in his hand fell to the ground.

"Master...what's the matter with him? Chen Guanyu, let me ask you what's the matter?" Cang Yunxiao grabbed Chen Guanyu's shoulder and asked.

"Third... the master has passed away..." Chen Guanyu said in a low voice. "When I was dying, I said, you are a master."

Cang Yunxiao took a step back with a pale face, looked at Su Ziqing in the wheelchair with his head hanging down, and suddenly shouted, "Onmyoji who is a son of a bitch! I can't finish with them!"

"Calm down, two people, but neither is an Onmyoji. They should be from Wei Rushan, look at this..." Fan Jiannan lowered his head and picked up a cracked compass from the grass, and handed it to Cang Yunxiao.

"People from Wei Rushan..." Cang Yunxiao looked at the compass, then smashed the compass to pieces, and said fiercely, "No matter who it is! I must avenge this revenge! And you! How did you protect Master? Old man's?"

Chen Guanyu stared blankly at Su Ziqing's body, and murmured, "Master seems to have expected that they will do something tonight, so he arranged for you to go to the city, and dismissed all the people in the nursing home in advance... We didn't leave, but we He was knocked out... Before he died, he said, let us stop hating Ah Shui..."

"Don't mention him to me!" Cang Yunxiao yelled angrily, "If it wasn't for this bastard, how could Master be like this?"

"Third!" shouted the fat aunt.

Fan Jiannan sighed, shook his hand and said, "Everyone, calm down, now is not the time to quarrel. Everyone should think about what we should do now. Mr. Long, what do you think?"

"This compass... I can see something from it." Long boldly murmured, "First, Wei Rushan and Onmyoji are indeed colluding with each other.Second, the two forces do not trust each other.Although they came together, they each had their own minds, so they didn't act together. "

Fan Jiannan shook his head and said calmly, "I didn't mean to say that. I mean, no matter what, we have to try to deal with the two corpses at the scene first. We still have time now. Once it's dawn, it will be difficult."

Long Boldly frowned and said, "Indeed, it will be very troublesome if it is investigated by the police. What do you want?"

Fan Jiannan patted Cang Yunxiao and said, "Old man, you are very familiar with this area, why don't you drive to dispose of the corpse. It's best to pretend that you stumbled and fell off a cliff, otherwise it will be very troublesome."

Cang Yunxiao calmed down. He walked over and carried the two corpses into the car, nodded and said, "Look at my brother, he seems to be injured. I'll be back later."

Fan Jiannan nodded and said, "Mr. Long is a master of medicine, don't worry."

Cang Yunxiao turned to Long Boldly and nodded, and said, "Please." Then he drove away in a hurry.

Long Bold walked up to Chen Guanyu to have a look, and said in a low voice, "Uncle, I'm a doctor, can you let me take a pulse?"

He picked up Chen Guanyu's wrist with two fingers. He frowned and said with a smile, "The operation hurts the internal organs, but the body is good, and the problem caused is not too big. I can use silver needles to straighten your body." The Qi machine in the body."

The fat aunt said gratefully, "Thank you so much, doctor."

Long boldly smiled, took out several silver needles from the needle box at his waist, and pierced several acupuncture points of Chen Guanyu.His movements are extremely fast, and his gestures are different from ordinary acupuncturists.

"Uh..." Chen Guanyu frowned and gritted his teeth, "What kind of acupoint is this? I've never seen such a weird acupoint location and meridian direction."

"You are a martial arts student, which is different from my medical skills. Many of my acupuncture and moxibustion techniques are on strange acupoints other than the eight meridians, and outsiders don't know about it." Long boldly said plainly.

He twisted the silver needle slightly, starting from his fingertips, the silver needle seemed to have a strange tremor, penetrating through Chen Guanyu's skin, almost making Chen Guanyu's whole body vibrate slightly with that rhythm.

Chen Guanyu and the fat aunt didn't see anything, but Fan Jiannan was dumbfounded. This is clearly a very clever magic power control.

Use the silver needles to penetrate the patient's skin with one's own magical power, and forcibly straighten out the opponent's meridian qi and blood.If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Fan Jiannan would never have imagined it.No wonder even Cang Yunxiao was so afraid of Long Bold, he was definitely not joking when he said that his arm was almost crippled by his silver needle.

The thousand-year secret art inheritance of Wushu people should not be underestimated.

"Okay, just take out the silver needle in half an hour." Long boldly said to Chen Guanyu.

"Thank you..." Chen Guanyu nodded gratefully.

"Is it that simple?" Fan Jiannan asked in surprise, "Then why was it so troublesome when I was injured last time?"

Long boldly said coldly, "Because you were injured last time under the magic array that Wei Rushan personally set up, how could it be so easy to heal your injury? Besides, people with magic power are more likely to suffer from surgery than ordinary people." harm."

Fan Jiannan thought for a while and said, "I see, because the essence of magic damage is to destroy the balance of body functions. Warlocks have more complicated Qi mechanisms than ordinary people, so this balance is easier to break than ordinary people."

Long Boldly glanced at him, nodded and said, "Your father is right, you are a very talented magician."

"My father? Where is he now? You should be together." Fan Jiannan said.

"I don't know, I'm with old ghost Lin. As for your father, he should have other plans. He said that he won't participate in the Wushu People's Gathering anymore. I came to Wudang Mountain to find him... "Long boldly looked at Su Ziqing's body in the wheelchair, and sighed.

"Looking for him?"

"Yes, the members of Wushu Sect are withered, and they are no longer what they used to be. We need help." Long Boldly smiled wryly.

Fan Jiannan was silent for a while before asking, "Where will you meet?"

Looking at him boldly, Long Long shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter where you are, the Fan family has already left the Wushu people. Your father doesn't want you to have more interaction with us."

After waiting for a while, Cang Yunxiao drove back.He stopped the car, walked over and said, "It's all taken care of, without leaving any trace."

Fan Jiannan nodded, and sat alone under the tree and lit a cigarette.So much had happened that day that he suddenly felt exhausted.

Long Boldly said to Cang Yun, "You are the master of mountain arts now, what do you want to do about that matter?" He was referring to the gathering of five practitioners.

Cang Yunxiao looked at Long Boldly and nodded, "I know the reason for your visit, but I have to deal with the funeral affairs of the master first. When the affairs here are over, I will look for you."

"Well, I have something else to do, so I can't wait for you. I will leave the contact address to Master Shu. If there is something urgent, I will still contact you via email as usual. My condolences, take care, brother..." Long Boldly patted his shoulder, sighed.

He walked a few steps and looked at Fan Jiannan who was squatting under a tree smoking a cigarette, "What about you, Young Master Fan. What are your plans?"

"I don't want to get involved in the matter of you Wushu people. I just came to find our old man. Since he is not here, I will go back to Wuxi and continue to open my fortune-telling shop to make money and pick up girls. I don't bother to care about you guys. "Fan Jiannan took a puff of the flue.

Long boldly shrugged his shoulders, "Actually, I'm impatient too, but unfortunately there's nothing I can do. Anyway, there are still a few months left, so I'll just hand over that sacred object..."

Somewhere in another city, an old man looked at the sky full of stars and murmured, "A grandmaster has withered. It seems that my plan has gone a step further. Once Old Su dies, the alchemist will no longer be a threat."

The young man standing behind him stood up straight and said calmly, "Mr. Wei was joking, is there anyone in this world who can threaten you?" The moonlight shone on his face, and his smile was very sincere.

(End of this chapter)