Chapter Seventy-two: Former Life's Relics

  Collect, recommend, and thank you!

  The saying goes "don't look at the monk's face, look at the Buddha's face", Yu'er is his woman, and the old man in front of her is Yu'er's grandfather.

  A family doesn't speak two languages, and as for Old Master's request, Qin Feng naturally wouldn't refuse.

  He glanced around and his eyes fell on the model in the corner of the wall, which was marked with various human acupoints. He said, "Alright, Grandpa, watch closely! Now I'm going to stab the Tian Tu, Xuan Qi, Hua Gai, Zi Gong, Yu Tang, and Fen Zhong six acupoints on this fake person!"

  Qin Feng's words had just fallen when the six silver needles were already in his hand. With a flick of his wrist, the six silver needles tore through space and flew towards the model in a vertical line at an incredible speed, as if they had been enchanted. Under Li and Guo's stunned gaze, they accurately pierced the six acupoints.

  The two old men stared blankly, and Qin Da Guan Ren smiled complacently. He continued to drink his tea, after all, his own performance had been enough for the two of them to digest for a while.

  Five minutes, a full five minutes, Li and Guo didn't come out of their shock.

  They looked at Qin Feng with a look of incredulity on their faces, and their eyes were all shocked.

  Li the old man didn't care about his image, and ran quickly to the model's front, carefully observing for a moment. The silver needle entered the acupoint with precision, it can be said that it was grasped quite accurately, not one bit more or less.

  Not only single-handedly stabbing needles at the same time, but also piercing through five or six meters of empty space, a high-level expert, an absolute high-level expert!

  The excitement in Lao Li's heart was evident on his face.

  "Ah, no, Qin senior, you are indeed a superior person! I, Li Yi Feng, have never bowed my head to anyone in the field of medicine before, but today, I must do so. Qin Feng's medical skills have exceeded his imagination."

  Secretary Guo looked at Old Li's excited appearance and couldn't help but feel a deep sigh in his heart.

  For the past two years, Old Li has been pursuing a breakthrough in medical skills, and his ultimate goal is to help himself and cure his wife's illness.

  Ever since his wife contracted ALS three years ago, Old Li has been consumed by the fact that he cannot cure her illness.

  A friendship of over twenty years, a deep and unbreakable bond, Secretary Guo treasures it deeply.

  He was grateful to Old Li in his heart, so when he saw Old Li happy, he also followed with joy.

  If Qin Feng's medical skills are really better than Old Li's, does that mean he can cure his wife's illness?

  Secretary Guo suddenly saw a glimmer of hope!

  This life has been too much of a debt to his wife, and if he could save her life, even if it meant giving up his current reputation and status, he would not hesitate.

  Qin Feng felt that Li and Guo seemed to have a very heavy heart, he smiled and said: "Grandpa, you'd better still call me Xiao Qin, what's the point of being senior or not, I don't care!"

  This girl still has a crush on someone else's precious granddaughter, if she really becomes a senior, the generation gap will be huge.

  Magistrate Qin would never allow such a thing to happen.

  Li Yifeng saw Qin Feng calling out "grandfather" one after another, and he felt extremely comforted in his heart.

  "He said with a smile: 'In that case, I'll take the liberty of addressing you as Little Qin!'"

  "Never mind, never mind!"

  "Little Qin, I wonder which school you come from?" Li Yifeng asked cautiously.

  "What door?" Qin Feng smiled wryly, and his clear eyes added a few more years of vicissitudes. His medical skills were all self-taught. But it's not convenient to say, even if he says it, who would believe him?

  Qin Feng sighed silently in his heart and casually made up a reason: "When I was young, I met a superior person who taught me!"

  "Oh, I see!" Li Yifeng nodded and said: "I don't know what kind of needle technique you just used, Little Qin?"

  Qin Feng said without hesitation: "Carefree Divine Needle!"

  "Ah——the divine needle of the carefree immortal——” Just as Li Lao had sat down, he suddenly sprang up from the yellow rosewood chair with a "whoosh", and compared to his earlier shock, Li Yifeng's face now clearly showed several shades of delight. If one looked closely, it was apparent that his body was trembling with excitement.

  No way, can't he get excited? Isn't the carefree divine needle just that incomplete ancient needling technique?

  "Old Li, you..." Secretary Guo worried that Old Li was too excited and his body couldn't withstand it, and expressed some concern.

  "It's okay, it's okay—" Li Yifeng waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, and he made an effort to calm himself down.

  "Qin, I have something to show you!" Li Yifeng said, and turned around to enter the inner room.

  In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Old Li turned back, but in his hand was an additional purple sandalwood box, emitting a faint and elusive spiritual energy.

  Qin Feng's eyes widened as he saw the purple sandalwood box for the first time, his mind went blank with a loud "boom" and he was stunned on the spot.

  Two lines of clear tears rolled down his white and handsome face, but Qin Feng was unaware.

  The whole person stood there like a sculpture.

  His eyes were fixed on the two characters "Xiao Yao" on the purple sandalwood box, never leaving for a moment.

  Xiaoyao is Qin Feng's former name.

  He clearly remembered that the two characters were carved by his own hands, and this box was where he stored his Xianyao Needle Method and some medical experiences in his previous life.

  A thousand years later, he didn't think he could still see his own belongings. Qin Feng had a feeling that was hard to describe, as if it was bitter yet also slightly delightful.

  It's a pity that I can no longer return to the Tang Dynasty, but I'm glad that my things are still preserved in the world.

  Qin Feng's strange behavior all fell into Li and Guo's eyes.

  Li Yifeng anxiously asked: "Xiao Qin, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"

  Qin Feng heard the sound and came back to his senses, he didn't expect that he would lose his composure.

  He calmly wiped away the tears on his face, and Qin Feng forced a smile: "I'm fine, I just remembered some past events, and my heart is a bit sore."

  Li and Guo were both seasoned individuals, so how could they not see that Qin Feng had something on his mind, yet it was inconvenient for them to ask.

  "Ah, Xiao Qin, this box contains the treasured 'Wandering Needle Technique', but unfortunately, it's been damaged over time and is no longer complete. What a pity!" Li Yifeng said with a sigh, his face filled with regret.

  Qin Feng took the purple sandalwood box from Lao Li's hand, opened it gently, and several familiar ancient books appeared before him.

  He gently stroked it, his careful appearance was like caressing a newborn baby, with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. Although it was already broken and worn out, it could be seen that Li Lao had taken good care of it.

  He suddenly spoke from his heart and said: "Thank you!"

  Li and Guo were both astonished at the sound of "thank you".

  No matter how sharp their eyes are, they still can't figure out why this is happening.

  Qin Feng gently closed the lid after a long silence and carefully wrapped it in yellow cloth.

  "Grandfather, I've mastered this acupuncture technique. Within three days, I'll rewrite it and compile it into a book to give to you! However, unfortunately, this acupuncture technique requires a strong inner energy to complement it. With your condition, even if you had the technique, you could only learn about 50% of it." Qin Feng was grateful to Old Man Li in his heart, and he believed that one should repay kindness with generosity. As someone who knew how to repay kindness, Qin Feng naturally wouldn't let Old Man Li down.

  Li Yifeng was stunned, he didn't expect Qin Feng to actually know the Xiangyang Needle Technique and even wanted to teach it to him. Although he could only learn 50% of it, for Li Yifeng, it was already a great blessing.

  He was also overwhelmed with emotion for a moment, almost kneeling down, fortunately Qin Feng had expected it and stopped him in time.

  "Grandpa, there are some things I'd rather not say out loud. I have my reasons for doing this. By the way, I came here today for another matter too!"

  "Whatever it is, just say it. As long as Grandfather can do it, even if it costs me my old life, I won't regret it!" Li Lao already regarded Qin Feng as his own master due to such great kindness.

  Although Qin Feng was several years younger than himself, he understood the principle of "those who can teach are teachers", and besides, Qin Feng was going to teach him acupuncture techniques.

  Qin Feng has completely calmed down at this moment, he is not a person who likes to beat around the bush, he smiled and said: "Grandfather, I like Yu'er, want to take care of her for life, do you agree?"

  "What?" Li Lao didn't expect this, and for a moment he was at a loss for words. The next moment, he burst out laughing: "Little Qin, you really think that way? To be honest, that girl has been spoiled by me since she was young, and her temper is not very good——"