"Old sir, please spare the young master." Nan'er knelt in front of Mr. Hua and begged Mr. Hua.

Old Hua glanced at Nan'er who was kneeling on the ground, but just glanced at him and he turned his eyes back to Han Ming, his eyes full of indifference.

Han Ming was like a curled shrimp. His whole body was covered with strange red spots. The outer circle of these red spots was red, and the inner part was white, but the middle was yellow spots the size of a thumb.

Han Ming's head was covered with beans the size of sweat, and his clothes inside had long been wet with sweat, and his whole body was burnt, just like a big stove was buried in his body.

Old Hua looked at Han Ming lightly, the green in his pupils became a little deeper, but as the green in Old Hua's eyes deepened, his face became colder.

Nan'er's begging had no effect at all, so she turned around and picked up Han Ming's head, wanting to see what Han Ming was doing. She just heard that Mr. Hua had persuaded him to live for half a quarter of an hour. Now it was almost half a quarter of an hour. Han Ming was afraid he was about to die.

"You are loyal to your master. The rules of the Chi family are not abandoned yet!" Mr. Hua glanced at Nan'er again, but after saying that, he returned to his cold look.

Old Hua backed his hands, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his indifference looked extremely cold. The green light flashed from time to time in his eyes seemed strange.

After a while, a low roar suddenly appeared in Han Ming's throat, as if it was some kind of beast, and a wild feeling was revealed in this voice.

"Operation of the Yuan Gong." After hearing Han Ming's low roar, Mr. Hua slowly reminded Han Ming.

For some reason, Han Ming's consciousness was always very clear, and he could feel everything outside, so when he heard Mr. Hua's slow voice, he immediately started to use the Na Yuan Gong taught by Mr. Hua.

The true energy of Na Yuan Gong kept wandering in Han Ming's meridians, but it had no effect at all, and it did not use any effect on the poison of the white and yellow gallbladder in Han Ming.

"Pull him over, put it on the stone bed over there, and then take off his clothes." Old Hua turned slowly and walked towards a wooden cabinet not far away. This sentence was said to Nan'er who was kneeling on the ground and hugging Han Ming.

When Nan'er heard Mr. Hua's instructions, she thought Mr. Hua wanted to rescue Han Ming, so she immediately became happy. She immediately stood up, not caring about wiping away the tears from her face with her sleeves. She rushed to the stone platform three or four feet away.

Although Han Ming is only over ten years old and not too heavy, Nan'er is also a senior maid from the Chi family. She usually does something about serving tea and water. When did she do this kind of physical work? So Nan'er has used a lot of effort to carry Han Ming to the edge of the stone platform.

Nan'er seemed to have thought of something. She stood there with a blushing face, not knowing what to do.

"You're just watching him die of poison?" Old Hua's voice came slowly from behind Nan'er.

Nan'er was a little hesitant at first, but after hearing Mr. Hua's voice, she immediately became serious and began to take off Han Ming's clothes in panic.

Nan'er thought nothing and immediately took most of Han Ming's clothes. Only then did she see the three colors of poison spots on Han Ming's body, as well as some three or four inches of old wounds, which really scared Nan'er.

Seeing the poisonous spots all over Han Ming's body, Nan'er thought Han Ming's life was in critical condition, and her movements in her hands did not speed up.

"Okay, stand by." Old Hua's voice came from behind Nan'er, still so indifferent.

Nan'er turned around and saw Mr. Hua standing behind her, her eyes were even greener, and she was even more invisible in this semi-dark situation. Nan'er seemed very afraid, but she still secretly mustered up the courage and spoke.

"Old sir, young master..."

"No need to say more, stand by." Nan'er was interrupted by Mr. Hua before she could finish her words.

Nan'er obediently retreated aside and did not dare to disturb Mr. Hua anymore, but her eyes were always afraid that Mr. Hua would do something unfavorable to Han Ming.

A roll of round cloth bag in the hand of Mr. Hua put it on the stone bed, and then slowly spread the cloth bag. The cloth bag was spread as long as one foot, with two layers above and below. Each layer had a row of silver needles, and the total number was added up to hundreds.

These silver needles are different in thickness. The thinnest ones are like a cow hair, and the thickest ones are like an embroidery needle, and the lengths of the silver needles are also different.

Unhurriedly, Mr. Hua pulled out a cold silver needle, inserted it into a porcelain bottle in his hand, and then inserted it into Han Ming's throat. Half of the inch-long silver needle penetrated Han Ming's body, Mr. Hua let go slightly.

Something amazing happened. The silver needle slowly penetrated deeper into it and slowly penetrated into Han Ming's throat. At this time, there was only a small red dot left on Han Ming's neck.

Han Ming's consciousness has always been very clear. He is constantly circulating the Na Yuan Gong, and the Na Yuan true qi has been circulating in his meridians.

Han Ming's Nayuan true qi is extremely weak and has no effect on the toxins in his body. But suddenly a stream of external true qi came from his throat, exactly the same as his Nayuan true qi. However, there was a medicinal property in this true qi, and it was extremely thick, which had an extremely obvious effect on the toxins in Han Ming's body.

After a while, Han Ming opened his eyes and the toxins above his throat had been removed.

"Turn Na Yuan Gong, carefully feel the toxins in the body, express the characteristics of the toxins, and the reaction of your body to the toxins." Old Hua pulled out another silver needle. This time he did not dip the silver needle into the medicine liquid in the porcelain bottle in his hand, but inserted the silver needle into Han Ming's chest as if randomly. The amazing thing happened again, and the silver needle inserted it into Han Ming's body by itself.

The Hua Laoxing needle was very fast, and in a short while Han Ming had dozens of silver needles of different lengths on his body.

This time, Han Ming saw the two-inch-long silver needle sinking into his chest with his own eyes. He couldn't help but feel horrified that the silver needle could pierce him if it grows a little longer.

Han Ming was constantly circulating the true qi of Nayuan, but his true qi of Nayuan was too weak. The true qi of Nayuan was constantly consumed by toxins during the movement of his body. Fortunately, the silver needles kept pouring into Han Ming's body a stream of Nayuan. It was this external true qi of Nayuan that helped Han Ming complete the complete operation of the Zhoutian.

This true qi of Na Yuan is extremely useless. Not only does it have no restraint on toxins, it is also constantly consumed by toxins. The only thing that has some effect is to detect the distribution of toxins. If the toxins are dense here, it consumes more of its true qi. Wherever the true qi is unobstructed, it means there is no toxin.

"Can there be numbness in the soles of the feet? Can the toxins be reduced?" Mr. Hua slowly inserted an inch-long silver needle into Han Ming's sole of the feet, and then put away the cloth bag full of silver needles.

When Han Ming inserted the silver needle into the soles of his feet, he felt a warm current pouring in. It was a very thick stream of Yuan Na True Qi. However, Han Ming did not feel the numbness that Mr. Hua said, and the toxin did not reduce at all.

"No feeling, the toxins have not decreased!" Han Ming breathed a sigh of relief. Now it seemed that Old Hua really didn't have the idea of ​​poisoning him. Although Han Ming had known this for a long time, he was still very worried about his life.

Mr. Hua didn't seem surprised that Han Ming's body had not decreased toxins. He put the cloth bag in his arms, then threw down two yellowed books and turned around and left.

"When your feet are numb, come and find me. You can put these two medical acupuncture methods in place and take a look at them when you have free practice. It's not in vain that I, Mr. Hua, disciple."

Looking at Mr. Hua's departure back, Han Ming smiled bitterly. Mr. Hua's temperament was really capricious. He had a kind and kind look before entering the cave, but now he looks cold.

"Sister Nan'er, can you help me read these two books?" Han Ming looked at Mr. Hua's back and turned into a stone room, then turned his head and looked at Nan'er again. Seeing Nan'er's embarrassing look full of tears, he couldn't help feeling soft.

Han Ming has always avoided having too much interaction with the people here because he is a destined to leave. It is better not to mess with him! Unfortunately, although he is very rational, he is sometimes very emotional.

Nan'er heard Han Ming calling her sister, and Han Ming asked her to help her study, and she couldn't help but feel happy. Han Ming would not take the initiative to trouble her before, and her personal maid was just a false reputation.

Nan'er picked up the two books that Mr. Hua left behind from the stone bed and began to read them slowly for Han Ming. Nan'er has been in the Chi family for two or three years, and the Chi family has quite high requirements for the literacy level of his subordinates, so the words that Nan'er knows are enough to understand a book in a hurry.

About an hour later, Nan'er briefly introduced two books. At this time, her throat hurt like a fire and became hoarse, but she was still happy to be able to do things for her young master.

After an hour of introduction by Nan'er, Han Ming finally understood the general content of these two acupuncture books. This should be Mr. Hua's unique skill.

One of the books is about pharmacology, teaching people how to cure diseases and save people. For example, where the meridians are blocked, you can use the method of pricking the silver needle to clear the meridians. You can also soak the silver needle with medicinal liquid and then pierce into the human body, which can effectively promote the effect of the medicinal liquid. Hua Lao used this method to detoxify Han Ming's part above the head.

This pharmacological acupuncture method even mentions that injecting internal true qi into the silver needle can more effectively stimulate the acupuncture points and open up the meridians.

Another acupuncture method is about martial arts. This book contains many human body structure diagrams, which introduce in detail the fragile parts of the human body. In some places, just a slight stab of the silver needle can easily take human life.

There is also a trick on using the true qi of the Yuan to activate the silver needle. As long as you can master this trick, you can use a thin capillary needle to take human life within dozens of feet. After this thin needle, you also have extremely thin silver wires that can be retracted and released freely.

Han Ming felt a little nervous. According to the description in the book, if he practiced this book thoroughly, it would be completely a murderous person.
Chapter completed!