"Master, aren't you going to teach me to point acupoints?" Cai Xiaotu took back her greedy covet and wandered around with her own ripeness. In fact, the monk can do the role of Fanxiu, and she is not unhappy. She is worshipped by Buddha wherever she goes. She doesn't have to pay for food and drink. The temple is home. She will never worry about starving to death, but life is too boring.

The man slowly stood up, walked down the steps, came to Guanyin statue with his head raised, and stood firm against a carved human body. When he saw the woman following him, he turned his head slightly: "For the donor, what is acupoint?"

"Oh my God!" Cai Xiaotu was frightened when she saw the dense acupoints on the human body. How could she remember this? She didn't know that there were so many acupoints on the human body: "It just made a person unable to move."

Fan Xiu's face darkened, he was already cold and stern, and he was even more unfriendly at this moment: "Here is going down, if you use it at will, you can kill someone."

Cai Xiaotu saw his index fingertip sliding down from the stem, frozen at the fourth ridge pile, and reached out and pressed it. It was fatal? This is too exaggerated. The first time I heard that acupoints can kill people, but she remembered that if she encountered an enemy that was too fierce, she would use this move.

"This is the Ren meridian and Du meridian. Any acupoints gathered together can make people unable to move for a short time. You can try it." After saying that, let the way out.

A woman had no idea about the seven tendons and eight meridians, and she stretched out her fingertips and poked them hard at a certain acupoint in the Ren meridian.

"That's true. Can the donor know why the heavy acupoints are?" The woman wanted to pierce the wood carving with one finger and make the man frown again.

"I don't know, let's say that. I only recognize one of them so many red spots." Cai Xiaotu was not afraid of being embarrassed. He must have thought she knew them all, okay, she was useless.

Sure enough, Fan Xiu took a deep breath and asked indifferently: "Where is it?"

The woman pointed at the wood carving in embarrassment and pointed at the side of her brain: "Temple." Every time she made her dad angry and vomited blood, he would rub her temples.

When Fan Xiu heard this, he lowered his head stiffly and looked at the woman. After a while, he closed his eyes and looked away. He took out a picture of acupoints from his arms and left: "I memorized them all within a day." He walked towards the main hall without looking back.

"Hey, hey, you're a tough guy. Master, I'm very stupid, I..." This man is too heartless, right? Why can't he teach her which acupuncture point can make people stand in a solid state? He also insisted on remembering them all, there were hundreds, but unfortunately the rude guy sat next to Guanyin again, picked up the book, which included detailed introductions to the various acupuncture points on the person's body.

It turned out that what she just clicked was Tan Zhong, and she reached out and pointed at Tan Zhong again. Can this cause people to be immobilized?

"This is Baihui, Yintang, Sun, Fengfu, Fengchi..." He was so anxious that he studied the wood carving head. His head was full of acupuncture, and his fingertips were also fumbled on his head: "Baihui, Fengfu..."

The woman's noisy repetition made the man unable to recite scriptures in peace. The combined hands stretched out, put his knees in the shape of an orchid finger, and changed to practicing.

"Ahhhhh, I'm going crazy. Where do you get so many acupoints and tendons?"

In less than half an hour, Cai Xiaotu was already unkempt and had messy hair. She sat on the spot, grabbed her ears and cheeks, twisted her braids and ripped them hard in her mouth. Just one head was enough for her to bear.
Chapter completed!