Chuanwu: Going back to the village to show off?I add some martial arts to become a saint

"Ah~"

A sense of relief made him relax, and he cried out unconsciously.

Lin Qing kept adjusting his figure, one hand was placed on his thigh, and the other hand was holding down the misplaced bone spine.

Bone setting, although it can be seen everywhere, is a technical job.

Orthopedic Chinese medicine requires strict assessment to obtain a medical license, because it is extremely difficult, and if you are not experienced enough, it is very likely to cause sequelae.

Especially this most common lumbar misalignment.

"Uncle Huang, you're telling the truth. Did you secretly hide your money?"

Seeing that his body was already relaxed, Lin Qing yawned and asked casually.

"What private money?" Hearing this, Uncle Huang was taken aback for a moment, and quickly proved his innocence: "Hey, you don't know how strict your sister is, how can I..."

Before he could finish speaking, a bright light flashed in Lin Qing's eyes, and he lifted his hind leg with one hand, and the other hand holding the lumbar spine was mixed with dark energy, and exerted force suddenly.

This move was an incomparable test of his ability to control Anjin, and if he was a little careless, Uncle Huang might not be able to stand up for the rest of his life.

"what!!!!"

Uncle Huang only heard a crunch and screamed fiercely.

After calling for a while, he found something was wrong.

"Does it hurt?"

Lin Qing washed his hands and asked.

"It doesn't hurt at all?"

Uncle Huang moved his waist, the tearing pain just now had disappeared.

What shocked him even more was that the lower back, which seemed to be carrying a weight, became extremely light.

He stared blankly at Lin Qing who was wiping his hands: "My waist is healed?"

"Yes, and by the way, I will also help you solve the old problem of waist strain."

Lin Qing smiled slightly, and said, "However, to be on the safe side, you should rest for a while, apply ice packs to your lower back regularly, and avoid strenuous exercise these few days."

Uncle Huang opened his mouth, still unable to extricate himself from the shock.

The old injury on his waist has been with him for several years, and he even went to the big hospital in Bonin for treatment, but it didn't help.

However, Lin Qing was cured just by setting his bones?

"Oh my god, my wife, what are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and add some dishes to Brother Lin!"

"Oh, okay, okay!"

The proprietress who was also shocked also reacted and ran all the way to the kitchen.

"No need, sister."

Lin Qing was a little helpless.

"Use, must use!"

With a big wave of Uncle Huang's hand, he actually had the attitude of a boss:

"Brother Lin, don't worry, I'm not a person who doesn't know how to be grateful, I'll take care of your mouth during this time!

Chapter 83 Invite Lin Qing?

Lin Qing felt the enthusiasm of the Huang family and his wife.

Pippi shrimp, sea oysters, clams, horseshoe snails, abalone soup, he couldn't stop eating plate after plate of hearty seafood.

"Sister-in-law Huang, don't bother, let's just eat whatever we want."

I have to say that the opening of this homestay is inseparable from Mrs. Huang's cooking skills.

Just one clam can be processed in two ways: cold pickling and stir-frying. It is very delicious to take a bite.

And the rest of the seafood made him unable to stop eating. According to the local prices, the meal might cost two or three hundred.

"Brother Lin, you really helped me a lot."

Mrs. Huang opened a beer for Lin Qing herself, and said with a smile: "You don't know how annoying his old problem is, how many hospitals he has been to, and it is getting worse and worse."

Lin Qing smiled slightly, but did not speak.

It's not that those orthopedic doctors can't cure them, but they don't know how to use dark energy.

Anyone who has been to bonesetting knows that the group of doctors basically presses down on the injured part and exerts short-range force.

If it was placed in the period of the Republic of China, the real bone-setting doctor would have a dark hand.

However, bone setting in traditional Chinese medicine has also begun to decline, and there are fewer and fewer people who know this unique skill.

An Jin can hurt people as well as save them. Lin Qing also learned from Dr. Zheng's notes.

Taking a sip of cool beer, looking at the blue sea in the distance, his expression was slightly in a trance.

"Xiao Lin, you said that you don't come here to travel, what are you going to the beach every day for?"

Mrs. Huang also drank two glasses of wine and asked curiously.

"You don't care what other people picture, they come to travel how they want to play!"

Uncle Huang, who was lying in the room, was listening to the chat between the two, and said angrily.

"Hey, it's okay for me to care about your savior!"

Mrs. Huang said angrily, "It's because Xiao Lin's skills are so good that he didn't hurt you, so he seems to be looking for trouble?"

Uncle Huang rolled his eyes, didn't answer, and said to Lin Qing:

"My waist is almost done. Brother Lin, I will take you to Qingbin Island by boat in the afternoon. Let's take the internal personnel passage, free of charge."

It seems that the other party thought that Lin Qing was on a poor trip and the budget was only enough to live in a B&B, so he deliberately added a sentence at the end.

Mrs. Huang glanced at the weather forecast, then looked up at the sky.

At this time, the air on Dongji Island is sultry, with high clouds all over the place, and the visibility is extremely clear. It doesn't look like autumn at all.

She said worriedly: "It looks like the weather is going to blow a typhoon, you two have to come back early."

typhoon?

Lin Qing was slightly taken aback.

His skin has become a little sensitive since practicing inner strength, and it really feels like a heavy rain is about to fall here.

"It's okay, let's catch the sunset before we come back."

Uncle Huang waved his hand and said with a smile.

As an aborigine on the island, he can naturally feel that the typhoon is coming, and he has almost calculated the time.

The two of them arranged the fastest travel route for Lin Qing. They explained clearly which ones were worth going and which ones were deceitful.

At this time, Lin Qing's thoughts were no longer on this.

If you practice Tai Chi on this typhoon day, what will be the effect?

……

The capital, the Zheng family.

Zheng Wan followed a middle-aged man with a melon skin hat, red lips, white face and beard into the spacious courtyard, and said in a low voice:

"Old cultivator, Uncle Fu please."

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, and said, "Miss Zheng, don't worry, you have practiced with my master for many years, and you can be regarded as an outside disciple. You should also know that this summoning is not as mysterious as in the movie."

Zheng Wan sighed, her worry was not above summoning souls.

After returning from Xiheidui Village, the young man named Lin Qing couldn't get rid of it in his mind.

Compared with Lin Qingyi, those countless young talents he had seen before were not even worthy of lifting shoes.

It's hard to imagine the impact that such a person will have if he fights against the Northern Martial Arts Association.

The two came to the gazebo in the courtyard, and when they saw Uncle Fu who was still out of his mind, the Taoist gave a surprised cry:

"It turned out that he was scared and lost his soul by beating cattle in the mountains. That's a good person."

"Old cultivator, can you bring him back?"

The Taoist opened Fu Bo's eyelids, moved his wrist, observed it and smiled and said: "Don't worry, the other party should have kept a hand, and it's not as troublesome as imagined."

Hearing this, Zheng Wan breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "Then I will trouble you, I will go to see Grandpa first."

The Taoist nodded, "Say good morning to President Zheng for me."

All the way through the promenade of the courtyard, pushed open the door of the hall, and saw an old man with all white hair but meticulously combed behind his head, with a dull face, making tea.

Although his movements were slow, and even the hand holding the tea was a little unsteady, the aura exuding from his whole body was as breathless as a knife hidden in its sheath.

"I'm home?"

With a kind smile on his face, the old man pushed a cup of tea to his granddaughter.

"Grandpa, things haven't been done."

Zheng Wan sighed with self-blame on her face.

"Well, I heard someone say, drink tea first."

The old man nodded, showing no expression of emotion or anger.

He blew on the steaming hot air, took a sip of the tea, and said slowly, "I heard that my senior brother has taken in an amazing apprentice, and he is already full of vigor at such a young age."

"This statement is true."

Zheng Wan recalled that Lin Qingxin had dealt with Fu Bo and the other three casually, and nodded.

Hearing this, Zheng Kefu's mouth curled up into a smile: "I said why he has been stubborn for most of his life, but finally he broke the lonely path. It turned out that he picked up a treasure."

Zheng Wan's pupils flickered, and there were countless doubts hidden in her heart.

What happened in that generation, Lin Qing knew, grandpa knew, but he was the only one who was still in the dark.

"Wan'er, it's not that grandpa doesn't tell you some things, but that it's not suitable for you to know now."

Zheng Kefu seemed to see through the curiosity in her heart, "You will know when you should know, why don't you drink tea first."

Zheng Wan nodded. Grandpa didn't want to say it, so naturally he had his intentions.

He drank the bowl of tea in one gulp, and the sweetness after the bitterness melted in his mouth.

Zheng Kefu looked out the window with complicated eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, he sighed and said, "This year's North-South Martial Arts Exchange Conference may have to be brought forward."

Hearing this, Zheng Wan suddenly looked at Zheng Kefu, with uncontrollable sadness in her eyes: "Grandpa, you mean..."

Half a year ago, Zheng Kefu's physical condition took a turn for the worse.

The Zheng family searched for famous doctors for him, but the final result was that they could not last for half a year.

Sure enough, in order to catch up with this exchange meeting, Grandpa still chose to hold it in advance.

Zheng Kefu waved his hand and said hastily, "Wan'er, don't be like this, you know I hate crying the most."

His face was calm, his pupils were deep, and he didn't look like a dying person at all.

Zheng Wan nodded emphatically, took a deep breath, and suppressed the choking in her heart.

After thinking for a long time, Zheng Kefu said slowly:

"Go, go to Xiheidui Village and invite my senior brother's only disciple over here. I want to meet this Lin Qing."

Seeing that Zheng Wan was stunned, Zheng Kefu looked deeply, and added:

"You go alone and live in the village until he wants to come."

Chapter 84 Fight against nature with a mortal body!

After taking a nap in the afternoon, Uncle Huang took Lin Qing to sail to Qingbin Island.