Gratitude License

Afternoon, Commercial Street.

There is no sunlight in the alley, and a light box is placed at the door in broad daylight, with the words "Liu's Ancestral Chinese Medicine Acupuncture and Massage" written on it.

The consulting room is very small, with two single beds, there is not much room left.

A stool was placed between the two beds, and when Xu Liang entered, Old Liu was sitting on the stool, using the hospital bed on the left as a table, holding a bowl of Zhajiang noodles and eating deliciously.

Xu Liang sat down directly on the bed in his right hand, "Uncle Liu, acupuncture."

Old Liu buried his head in the noodle bowl, "Okay, after eating this, why don't you feel uncomfortable? Huh?"

He heard the voice familiar, turned around and saw Xu Liang and Chang Jing.

The two grew up in the commercial street, and they knew everyone in the neighborhood.

Old Liu put down the bowl, "Oh, Liangliang, what's the matter? How good is your health? Did you catch a cold? I said you don't wear enough clothes. What's wrong with you? Come on, let me show you .”

When Xu Liang wanted to speak, Chang Jing stopped him with his eyes. If Uncle Liu knew that he was not stupid, with that big mouth, it would take less than an hour to spread the word across the street, and it would be troublesome again.

Xu Liang understood, and began to giggle, Chang Jing said: "I'm not sick, and it's not real acupuncture. My dad has recently had a fit and is studying the bitmap of the human body."

Old Liu Tou: "Oh, that's a good thing. I have pictures here. I have ordinary hardcover ones. You can take them if you want them, and you don't have to pay for them."

Chang Jing: "There are pictures at home, but my dad said that he couldn't understand the pictures... Let me tell you this, he asked me and Sha Liang to come over, please do me a favor and mark the position of ** on Sha Liang's body." Come out, and then go back and show him the three-dimensional one."

Old Liu smiled, with diced meat still stuffed on his front teeth, "Mr. Chang is really not an ordinary person, can you figure this out? Hahaha, no problem! Wait for me for a minute, go to the door to buy a marker pen, that thing It’s waterproof, so it’s not easy to fall off after painting.”

Xu Liang took out a few marker pens from his pocket, and Chang Jing said, "It's ready."

Old Liu turned on the air conditioner and electric heater, drew the curtains, and ordered Xu Liang to take off his clothes, while he took the time to eat the remaining half bowl of noodles, but was choked with salt, and poured two more jars of water before starting work.

Xu Liang was sitting on the bed wearing only big shorts, while Old Liu was wearing reading glasses and holding a marker pen. The most important thing is this ancestral craft.

I don’t know if this is true or not, but the old Liu’s recognition of the position is not bragging. Chang Jing and Xu Liang both remember that once when they were young, the rabbit raised by Chang’s mother broke its leg, and the bones and flesh were fine. He couldn't walk, but when Old Liu came home to give him a gift, he pricked the rabbit's leg with a sewing needle, and the rabbit was able to walk.

At that time, Old Liu was very proud to say that his kung fu in recognizing the sex is the best in the school, not to mention the human being, he can clearly understand the position of the pig, cattle and sheep.

Soon it reached the waist, the old Liu pushed his glasses, and naturally pulled down Xu Liang's shorts.

Chang Jing immediately let out a "hey".

Old Liu: "There is nothing to be embarrassed about with Uncle Liu. There are a few key positions here."

Chang Jing also felt that her reaction was inexplicable, so she waved her hand to signal to continue.

Xu Liang covered his shorts, "The boy's chick-chicken can't be exposed."

Old Liu smiled: "There are no girls here, I'm just an old man, it's fine."

Xu Liang: "No, I said it quietly, jj can't be shown to outsiders."

Old Liu: "Uncle Liu is an outsider? You boy, why don't you treat me as an outsider when you ask for candy at Uncle Liu's place?"

Xu Liang lowered his head, raised his eyelids, and quickly glanced at Chang Jing, "Anyway, it's not okay... I said quietly, except for myself, I can only show it to him, and no one else is allowed to see or touch it, but I also feel that touching him is the most comfortable, and I don’t want others to touch me.”

Chang Jing: "..."

"You two have played together since you were young, and your relationship is still like this when you grow up..." Old Liu Tou said, his smile gradually froze on his face, he always felt that the words just now were a bit too informative, so he cleared his throat quickly, "Zha Jiang The noodles are too salty, wait for me to drink water, wait a moment, wait a moment!"

When Old Liu went out, Chang Jing asked, "When did I say that?"

Xu Liang shook his feet, looked at Chang Jing ignorantly, blinked, and blinked again.

Chang Jing had the urge to push Xu Liang on the ground and stomp his feet, but he held back and just said, "You can play by yourself, I'll wait for you when I get home."

Xu Liang stretched out his legs to catch Chang Jing, "Quiet, didn't you say you can do anything for me?"

The corner of Chang Jing's mouth twitched, she sat on the opposite bed, embraced her with her arms, and stopped talking.

When Old Liu returned to the house, he felt that the atmosphere was weird, and the rest of his legs only wanted a quick fix.

In less than 10 minutes, even the ** position on the feet was marked.

When he got to the door, Chang Jing thanked the old head Liu politely, and said by the way, "Silly Liang has a bad brain, Uncle Liu, don't mind."

Now the old head Liu was even more concerned, he always felt that he knew something serious, but Chang Jing was notoriously hot-tempered around, and such things must not be talked about outside.

Old Liu patted his chest, "Don't worry, your uncle won't talk nonsense!"

Chang Jing: "..."

After going out, Xu Liang said: "The more you paint, the darker it is, you are the one who is stupid."

Chang Jing couldn't refute it. In the past, he would have done it directly, but now he owes Xu Liang so much that he can't do it at all, so he can only hold back.

The two went home together. After Xu Liang entered the house, he locked the store door, went directly to the study, and took out the tools prepared in advance, some needles, awls, straws, etc. of different lengths, which looked like they were going to torture someone.

Taking blood needs to accurately correspond to the location of the blood. Xu Liang is not a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, so naturally he would not find a location on himself. He asked Uncle Liu for help to set a location so that blood can be taken conveniently. If the location is not accurate, the blood taken The effect will be discounted, and the effect used on Dusk will also be affected.

Chang Jing silently watched Xu Liang prepare, his expression became more and more strange.

Xu Liang: "What do you think?"

Chang Jing: "Have you watched Princess Huanzhu? I'm thinking of the episode where Nanny Rong gave Xia Ziwei an injection."

"Would you like to experience Nanny Errong?"

"Give you an injection? Yes, your acting skills are so good, and your facial expression will definitely be worse than Ziwei's. I can take a picture of it for you to make a facial expression."

After Chang Jing finished speaking, he thought Xu Liang wanted to repay him with a few words, but Xu Liang smiled and said, "Remember to send me when you are done."

Chang Jing seemed to have pulled back a round, but was inexplicably unhappy.

Xu Liang finished his work on his own, took off his clothes, and walked to the light with a yellow thread-bound book in his hand, and compared himself to choose the best place to use from himself.

Chang Jing: "Have you prepared the anesthetic?"

"No."

"Then you don't hurt?"

"Just a few pricks, you go to the hospital for injections and anesthesia?"

"Then go ahead, I'll buy you some angelica red dates from Taobao."

"A few more black-bone chickens."

"I really think you're going to be anemic, and you'll have holes all over your body after a few more pricks."

After Xu Liang found the location, he re-marked the first location that needed to be used, sat on the edge of the bed with his legs crossed, and said casually: "It didn't have to be so hard, my ancestors left some awesome props, it's a pity I I didn't find it."

"What kind of props?"

"The book didn't specifically mention it, but a picture was given." Xu Liang showed the book to Chang Jing, "It's like a matchbox."

Chang Jing originally just glanced at it casually, but her gaze was fixed on the page, "Are you sure it's this one?"

"Sure, what's wrong?"

Chang Jing: "Put on your clothes and follow me to a place."

The persimmons were still a few days away from ripening in the sun, but it was a pity that the wind and rain were so strong this morning that they fell to the ground and broke a lot.

Chang Jing asked Xu Liang to wait under the tree, and came back a while later with a paper bag.

Xu Liang guessed something, and leaned against the tree trunk to wait.

Chang Jing tapped her toes under the tree, "It was buried here before."

The turf under his feet was missing a piece, and shallow pits could still be seen in the exposed soil.

Xu Liang took the tin box out of the paper bag, held it and squatted on the ground, "Why bury it? Point to it and pick up some small ones for you?"

"That's right, it's a pity that it hasn't come out after more than ten years."

This is of course not the truth.

At that time, Chang Jing knew that Xu Liang had become a fool. He was sad at first, then wronged, and then angry. It took more than a year to reluctantly accept this fact, and threw away all the toys that Xu Liang had given him before.

Just this box is reluctant to throw it away. I watched cartoons where someone else’s grandfather dug a fish pot in the vegetable field, dug a hole in the yard, buried the box, and didn’t dig it out until recently.

Xu Liang opened the box, Chang Jing also squatted down, and took out a colorful cube from inside.

"It was wrapped in paper before, but when I dug it out, the paper was soaked through. I changed the packaging for it. You can unpack it and see for yourself."

Wrapped in colored paper was a silver box, the size and structure of a matchbox, but there seemed to be a dryness between the small drawer and the envelope, and it would not open at all.

Xu Liang's eyes brightened, "This is it."

Chang Jing: "Uncle and aunt must not know that you also gave this to me."

"Even I don't know." Xu Liang was still young at that time, just like many children, he had a private treasure box.

There are actually no real treasures in the box, but they are all his favorite things, from snacks to toys, the box is full, the reason why this silver box is mixed in is because Xu Liang likes its wrapping paper.

The two returned to Xu Liang's residence together, and continued what they hadn't finished before.

There is a strange totem engraved on the front of the silver box, like a fat dragon. There is a deep notch on the back of the "dragon", and a deep dot is dropped at the end, which seems to lead into the inside.

Xu Liang poked his fingertip with a fruit knife, squeezed out a large drop of blood, and dotted it on the notch.

The blood swelled into a semicircle, and slowly spit out a red line along the notch until it reached the end.

All of a sudden, the drop of blood was completely absorbed by the notch, without leaving a trace, and at the same time the whole box turned red, and it began to burn like coals.

Xu Liang instinctively dropped the box.

The box fell on the table, smoking the wood and making no attempt to cool it down.

Xu Liang and Chang Jing looked at each other.

Chang Jing: "The method is correct?"

Xu Liang remembered it correctly, but he took the book and took another look.

At this time, the box buzzed, and a very muffled voice came out from inside, "Greetings to the Lord, please give the precious blood again."

Chang Jing: What the hell is precious blood...

Xu Liang squeezed out another drop, and also dotted it on the notch.

The box burst into golden light suddenly, and with a "click", it opened.

At the same time, Xiao Shisan ran into the house anxiously, raised his hand and said on his mobile phone, "Brother Xu! Brother Duo is looking for you! He said he scared Brother Sledgehammer into a fool!"

Xu Liang: "..."

Xiao Shisan: "He said Brother Xu was also an idiot before and had more experience, so please go over and help!"