A-level spirit master

Gu Yan has finally discovered that the group of people in the spirit house can still pretend to be aloof and reserved when they are outside, but when they get together, they reveal their true colors, and they are all chatterboxes.After eating a meal for more than three hours, the night rain outside the window gradually stopped when the party broke up.

Gu Yan touched his stomach, he hadn't eaten so much in a long time, now his stomach is full of food, and his abdominal muscles are stretched thin.Ming Jian was not much better either, he slumped on the chair with a satisfied and exhausted face, as if he had stayed with the banshee all night.

"What are the plans for a while?" Yu Kexue looked at Ming Ming.

"Taking a bath and going to sleep." Mingming said.

"It's boring, you." Yu Kexue twirled the thick ring on her index finger lazily, "It's rare to see each other, let's go play disco, and digest food by the way."

Ming Ming gave a 'reliable' sound: "You haven't changed your habit of turning day and night upside down? Do you really think you're still a young girl??"

Yu Kexue chuckled: "What are you afraid of? You have to pretend to be alive."

Mingming took out the cigarette case and casually threw one to Yu Kexue: "No, I feel sorry for my hairline."

"I already have a premonition that you will join Cheng Jian's Yangshengtang." Yu Kexue put the cigarette under her nose and sniffed, "I'm leaving, you." She raised her chin, looked at Shen Cun and said, "Good luck, friend. "

Shen Cun rolled his eyes: "Have fun."

"Yes." Yu Kexue stood up, put the cigarette behind her ear and went downstairs.

"I'll hand in the relevant materials tomorrow." Ming Ming said to Shen Cun, "You too... don't be too nervous. You know, the court has ruled out all possibilities, and the only explanation is that your pulse spirit has been serving you. The Pulse Spirit Curry of the Spirit Bureau."

"Yes." Shen Cun smiled, "I am familiar with the process, after all, I am a regular customer."

Gu Yan raised her hand and squeezed his shoulder hard, but said nothing.

Ming Ming clapped his hands: "That's it, go to bed early. When you go downstairs, remember to carry a few dishes each."

The younger brothers obediently took down the leftover dishes and put them into the dishwasher in the kitchen.The living room on the first floor showed a little bustling atmosphere due to the arrival of the crowd. Cheng Jian sat on the single sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, buried his feet in the wooden bucket, and greeted everyone with a smile.

"How's the dinner? Is it to your liking?"

"Very good." Ming Ming exhaled a circle of smoke, "Propose a verbal compliment."

"Cigarettes have a great impact on health." Cheng Jian frowned, "You should try to quit smoking."

Mingming laughed and extinguished the cigarette butt: "Sorry for disturbing your health."

Gu Yan originally wanted to go upstairs after saying hello, but after seeing Cheng Yan wiped the water off Jiao's feet, he took out a rolled up cloth bag from behind.He unfolded his face reverently, took out a silver needle from it, and then stabbed it on the top of his head.

Fuck!What show operation?

Cheng Jian noticed Gu Yan's puzzled eyes, and explained: "I've been busy recently, so acupuncture and moxibustion therapy can relieve fatigue and help sleep."

"Oh." Gu Yan responded, "Your job is Chinese medicine."

"My job is the old lady of the Fengling Bureau." Cheng Jian poked a needle in the head again, "I'm a little interested, I'm self-taught by reading."

Gu Yan was in awe.

"Would you like to have physical therapy? Although the spirit master is not sick, he sometimes feels uncomfortable." Cheng Yan invited him with great enthusiasm.

Mingming thought that his work intensity was about the same as that of Cheng Yan, and seeing him piercing the top of his head devoutly, he couldn't help feeling a little moved: "Hey, give me a few needles."

Cheng Yan's neck remained motionless as if it was on the collar: "Wait, I still have the last injection...Okay, come quickly."

Ming Jian was worried: "Brother, are you reliable?"

"I, Mr. Qin Sang, can rest assured." Cheng said with confidence, "Sister Xiao Ming, come here."

Ming Ming ran over and knelt down beside Cheng Yan, Ming Jian and the others watched Cheng Yan's movements nervously.With the trembling silver needles on his head, Cheng Yan rolled up his sleeves and twisted more than 20 silver needles into Mingming's hair, as steady as an old Taoist priest with a bone-like spirit.

"Okay, just sit aside and wait for half an hour." Cheng Jian said.

"Yeah." Ming Ming also seemed to be wearing a neck brace, and sat down on the sofa next to him with a stiff neck.

"The opportunity is not to be missed, the time will never come again. I, Qin Sangjun, did not take it lightly." Cheng Yan turned his head full of needles and smiled at everyone, "Who else wants to be treated?"

Shen Cun scratched his neck: "My itinerary for tomorrow is a little bit important... let's forget it tonight."

"I'm in good health recently..." Gu Yan laughed dryly, "Opportunities should be reserved for those in need."

Ming Jian opened his mouth.

Cheng Jian saw through his thoughts at a glance, and raised his hand to greet others: "Hey, Xiao Ping, I remember that your leg was injured? Are you doing well now? No, come, come, you are lucky today, the remaining needles can just Tie a calf."

Dumbfounded, Feng Ping was stunned for two seconds before he remembered that he was stepped on by Mai Ling when he was doing field training at the New Star Academy.

Seeing Cheng Yan's earnest expression, Feng Ping swallowed the words of refusal, and resigned himself to sitting on the other side of Cheng Yan.

Dr. Cheng squatted down, rolled up Feng Ping's trousers and rolled them up.With a wave of his big hand, he picked up a silver needle and poked it on his calf, spinning and inserting it like a drill machine: "How does it feel?"

Feng Ping felt it carefully: "It feels... sour?"

"It's right to be sour." Cheng Yan nodded in satisfaction, followed by the second injection, "This time, how do you feel?"

"It's a little numb."

"That's right." Cheng Yan felt complacent, and dropped the third needle without hesitation, "What about this time?"

"This time..." Feng Ping stared blankly at Cheng Yan's gesture, "It seems like a needle sprained...?"

"Ah," Cheng Yan licked his lips, "Wai is right...the needle was inserted into the bone."

Gu Yan & Shen Cun & Ming Jian's calf bone turned cold...

Feng Ping's complexion was ashen, and he hurriedly stopped Cheng Yan's follow-up action: "Qin Sangjun, forget it. The two injections have already produced results, it's fine."

"Then... give two injections first." Cheng Jian coughed guiltily.

Mingming's eyes widened: "What about me??? Are you fucking capable? Don't make me stupid?!"

Ming Jian circled around his sister with his hands behind his back: "You should also feel it well, have you been pierced in your skull?"

"...It seems like hey." Mingming cried, "I'm a little dizzy now."

Ming Jian turned pale with shock: "What should I do?!"

Shen Cun: "...I think it's possible that you made her dizzy..."

Ming Ming closed her eyes, and pushed Ming Jian aside angrily: "Let's go, let's go, are you playing the land father-in-law?"

Gu Yan: "Qin Sangjun, I suggest you pull out the needle for the leader as soon as possible... while she is still rational."

"...Oh, it's almost time." Cheng Yan forced his respect, and bravely twisted off the silver needles one by one under Mingming's fire-breathing eyes.

Ming Jian patted her shoulder carefully: "Sister, I'm relieved, go and rest."

Mingming lay down on the sofa weakly: "Go to the fucking health, I should go to the wild dick..."

Standing in front of the mirror, the master of the Yangsheng Hall, Cheng Jian, pretended not to hear Mingming's complaints, and meticulously pulled out the needle for himself, surrounded by an aura of 'I am an invisible person'.

Gu Yan coughed dryly: "Then what, I'm going back to my room, good night everyone."

"Ah, me too." Shen Cun was in no less mood than others to want to slip away.

Mingming waved his hand.

The two of them jumped up the stairs like monkeys jumping into the sky.

Cheng Jian arranged all their rooms on the fourth floor.Doctor Cheng knew very well that the people in the two units did not have a harmonious relationship, and they were not arranged on the same floor because they were afraid of disputes.

Shen Cun's room is the first one on the right, with a small bronze plaque hanging in the center of the door, 4001.Gu Yan lives opposite him.

Gu Yan leaned on the doorknob, couldn't help turning his head to look at Shen Cun before entering the room, and happened to bump into Shen Cun's line of sight.

"...The heart-to-heart conch can really improve the tacit understanding..." Gu Yan leaned against the door and smiled.

"So, do you really have something to say?" Shen Cun lowered his eyes.

"Hmm..." Gu Yan bit her lower lip, "Aren't you curious about what Meng Chenxin said today?"

Shen Cun was stunned for a moment: "Didn't I ask?"

"No." Gu Yan looked at him, "I'm talking about... the sentence about my spiritual seal awakening because of suicide."

Shen Cun paused: "Have you been struggling with this matter tonight?"

Gu Yan put the back of his head on the door as a pillow, a ray of coldness overflowed from the bottom of his eyes.

"Although I shouldn't say that..." Shen Cun rubbed the top of his hair, "But let's go and beat him up, including that Jiang Qin. Children nowadays will not have a long memory if they don't."

"Don't tempt me." Gu Yan said with a smile, "My willpower is not firm."

Shen Cun was also laughing. He took Gu Yan into his arms and hugged him hard: "I did hear that sentence, and it's not because I don't ask. Come here, so don't waste your energy on this kind of crazy talk."

"...How can you be sure it's not true?" Gu Yan asked in a daze.

"Because the brother Gu I know is a person who burns like light." Shen Cun said, "There is nothing in this world that forces you to walk on that road."

"...Fuck me, I'm getting goosebumps." Gu Yan punched him on the shoulder blade, "The language of life should be simple!"... What is burning like light... I almost blushed when I heard it!

Shen Cun hissed, covered his shoulders and stopped talking.

"Is it very, very painful?" Gu Yan rubbed his nose in embarrassment.

Shen Cun shook his head.

"Why is there no movement? What are you thinking?" Gu Yan asked.

"Hit your chest with a small fist." Shen Cun said vaguely, "I thought of this sentence by accident, it's amazing."

"... Fuck." Gu Yan choked, "I'll cripple you before I beat Meng Chenxin?! You're really good at disgusting people."

"I'll go back to the house and think about it behind closed doors." Shen Cun smiled lightly, and kissed the top of his hair unexpectedly, turning the back of Gu Yan's head, "Good night."

After speaking, he walked into the door.

"...Good night, uncle!!!" Gu Yan kicked his door, "Why the hell are you crazy?? Come on, come out and talk to Brother Gu!"

"Brother Gu, I'm going to match Mailing tomorrow." Shen Cun said sternly, "I can't have an accident yet."

"Okay, that's awesome, my friend." Gu Yan smiled angrily, "You've figured it out, right?"

"Yes." Shen Cun said with a smile.

Gu resentfully hammered on the door, grabbed his hair and went back to the room.

He didn't turn on the light, and collapsed on the bed in the darkness of the room.First, he frantically kicked his legs in the air for a while, then turned over and lay down on the quilt, thought for a while, then smiled lightly.