In a rather secret room in the monastery, Dean Feng and the blind old man stood opposite each other, looking at Chang Sheng lying on the bed!

Changsheng had not yet woken up from his coma, and his whole body was covered in a water-wave-like condensed light shield.

Although Changsheng was protected by a condensed light shield and did not suffer any external injuries, he was hit hard on the back of the head and beaten dozens of times by the bad boy. His body was full of congestion and it was impossible to recover easily!

Dean Feng stretched out his right hand, put it on Changsheng's wrist, and checked Changsheng's pulse through the condensed light shield. Then he took out a silver needle from the bag on his left wrist, pinched the silver needle with his index thumb and pinched it gently.

Twist, a burst of inner energy escapes from Dantian and reaches the silver needle!

The silver needle buzzed and trembled, making a whistling sound...

Dean Feng found the acupuncture point on Changsheng's chest and quickly inserted the silver needle. But the moment the silver needle lightly touched the shield, the shield shook slightly and the silver needle bounced away!

Although the shield condensed by the seven-year-old immortality is thicker, with Dean Feng's internal strength, it is definitely not difficult to pierce the shield with a silver needle.

But Dean Feng did not do this. As if he was worried about damaging the condensed light shield, he took back the silver needle and murmured, "Your internal injuries are not serious. I'd better wait until you wake up on your own before I can do anything for you."

You force the blood out of your body!"

The blind old man standing by heard a look of curiosity on his face when he heard Dean Feng's words, and said, "Dean, are you sure that this child can wake up without medical treatment? Moreover, it is not until the time when the main courtyard brother is recruited.

There’s not much left!”

"I understand what you mean!" Dean Feng nodded lightly, walked to an armchair and sat down, and replied, "However, I still don't want to destroy this child's protective shield. If this kid is allowed to die because of my treatment,

His magical power has been greatly reduced, and it will be hard to explain to Master Gongshu! It is better to let him recover on his own. When the time comes, you can personally escort this kid to the main hospital, and you can almost make it in time!"

The blind old man nodded silently and asked again, "It seems that the dean has no intention of asking this boy to meet Wan'er! But I don't know what the dean thinks about it?"

"Hehe..." Dean Feng chuckled and said, "To tell you the truth, when I first rescued Wan'er, I really planned to use Wan'er to control the child! But now after seeing the child's magical powers,

I suddenly changed my mind, and you don’t need to know why... You stay here to take care of this child, and he will never be allowed to leave this room, nor will he be allowed to meet anyone, until he wakes up.

After you come here, let me know!"

After that, Dean Feng walked out of the room, leaving only the blind old man standing silently, and Chang Sheng lying on the bed...

Three days later, Changsheng's index finger on the bed moved and he opened his eyes. He couldn't help but be shocked. Looking at the angel pattern on the ceiling and the dazzling white bed, he instantly understood that this was definitely not that small courtyard, and he gradually relaxed in his heart!

Turning around, he saw a blind old man sitting not far away, and asked calmly, "Old sir, where are we? Did you save Changsheng? Have you seen my two companions, old sir?"

When Chang Sheng woke up, the blind old man noticed it. He waited calmly for Chang Sheng to show panic, but he didn't hear any panic from Chang Sheng's calm tone. He secretly screamed in his heart, 'It really is a monster'!

Then he replied, "This is a monastery in Kowloon City. The one who saved you was not me, the old man, but my Dean Feng. As for the companion you mentioned, we have not seen it..."

Although Chang Sheng was not familiar with the map of Hong Kong, he at least knew that Kowloon was not the New Territories. Then he was surprised, how did he end up in Kowloon from the New Territories?

"Kowloon City? So far?" Changsheng muttered to himself!

"Three nights ago, when we rescued you, we didn't see your companions." The blind old man rolled his eyes with only the whites of his eyes and said to Changsheng.

"Huh?" Changsheng suddenly became anxious when he heard the words 'three days ago'. Are Xiaohong and Zhuzhu still waiting for him? Will they be in danger, or have they been captured by Uncle Kun and the others?

Thinking of this, Chang Sheng hurriedly got up, but his body went limp and fell on the bed. He said anxiously, "Please help me, old man, I'm going to find my two friends!"

"Your internal injuries are very serious. It is not advisable to exercise strenuously at this time!" The blind old man stepped forward and pressed Chang Sheng gently, and then said, "After I report back to my dean first, maybe dean Feng will send someone to the New Territories to find your companions."

!”

"Then thank you sir... and your family director!" Changsheng's whole body was sore and he could only lie down on the bed again. He looked at the back of the blind old man who walked out of the room and thanked him sincerely.

Not long after, the blind old man returned to the room again, followed by the middle-aged priest. The priest saw Chang Sheng and smiled slightly, "My name is Chang Sheng, right? What does your companion look like? I'll send someone to look for him right now, okay?"

"Thank you, Father..." Changsheng wanted to get up, but was gently pressed down by Dean Feng. He could only express his sincere thanks and continued, "My two companions, one is fourteen years old.

Sister Xiaohong is about 1.23 meters tall; the other is Brother Zhuzhu, who is about 1.8 meters tall. His head is not very flexible, so it is easy to find him!"

"Well, don't worry about longevity." Dean Feng smiled faintly and turned to the blind old man and said, "Remember the characteristics of these two children carefully, bring a few elite disciples with you, find these two children, and bring them here!"

The blind old man nodded and walked out of the room without saying anything!

Huh? Why are Xiaohong and Zhuzi brought here? Do these two want to imprison themselves?

When I thought about the priest who saved me from the New Territories and then brought me to Kowloon City, I was secretly shocked. It seemed that the priest must have some agenda, but I was just a seven-year-old child. What did the priest want to do with me?

?

Dean Feng naturally couldn't hear Changsheng's heartfelt voice, so he slowly sat by the bed, placed three fingers on Changsheng's pulse, listened carefully to the pulse, smiled and said, "You have a magical light shield to protect your body after you are in coma. I also

It’s not easy to treat your injuries. Now that you wake up, I’ll be able to heal you. Just relax and don’t move!”

"Well...Thank you, Changsheng, Dean Feng!"

Dean Feng couldn't help but frown secretly when he heard the tone of Changsheng's words. Children who grew up in a Jianghu environment are indeed unusual. This kind of mature psychology and tone are not what a seven-year-old child should have!

He took off a cloth bag from his wrist and spread it on the table. Then he took out a silver needle from the cloth bag and gently twisted it between his index and thumb fingers.

Suddenly, the silver needle seemed to be alive, trembling crazily!

"Uh..." Seeing such a scene, Changsheng's eyes widened instantly and his whole body tensed up. In his last life, he had also seen the process of acupuncture given to patients by Chinese medicine practitioners, but this kind of process that made the silver needles tremble on their own

I have never seen this technique before. Is this what the Chinese medicine community calls 'using Qi to control needles'?

Dean Feng also saw Chang Sheng's expression in his eyes, and thought that Chang Sheng was afraid of his own techniques, but he didn't expect that Chang Sheng actually understood the matter of 'controlling needles with Qi'. He smiled faintly and said, "How about this old man's skill of 'controlling needles with Qi'?"

?”

"Really?" Chang Sheng was even more shocked. According to the medical books he had read, the so-called using Qi to control needles means using one's own internal energy to move the silver needle, and then using the silver needle to transmit the doctor's Qi energy to the patient.

Among the acupuncture points and meridians, the inner healer uses Qi energy to speed up the recovery of the patient's internal injuries!

Those who can use this kind of magical power must not only be masters of internal medicine who practice internal energy, but also need to be proficient in medical skills, so that they can transfer their own energy into the patient's body with the help of a small silver needle.

"What is the identity of this abbot? Why did he save himself in the New Territories? In other words, what is the purpose of this abbot running to the New Territories to save himself?"

Although Changsheng was shocked inside, he didn't show any signs of it on his face. He just replied in a slightly nervous tone, "Sir, are you going to prick me with a needle?"

"Haha..." Dean Feng smiled faintly when he heard the fear in Changsheng's tone, secretly thinking that he was indeed a child, and there was no doubt that he was comforting him, "Don't be afraid of Changsheng, I am here to treat your injuries, and

Acupuncture doesn’t hurt either…”

With a sudden sound, the silver needle drew an arc in the air and was inserted into the Shenque point on Changsheng's belly. Dean Feng gently twisted the tail of the silver needle to slightly stimulate the internal energy, and a thin stream of heat was transmitted along the silver needle into Changsheng's body.

, and a few traces of black blood seeped out from the tail of the silver needle.

Changsheng felt as if his belly had been stung by a bee. Then, a stream of warm air flowed along his acupuncture points into his internal organs. His whole body felt like he was soaking in a hot spring, and he exhaled in comfort!

Dean Feng inserted the silver needle into the acupuncture point of Changsheng Shenque without pulling it out. He took out another silver needle and applied it with the same technique.

Not long after, Changsheng's body was covered with more than a dozen silver needles, which swayed slightly in the air with Changsheng's breathing!

Dean Feng then stopped what he was doing, took out a glass vial from his arms, placed it on the table next to him, opened the vial, and the smell of alcohol filled the air.

"Changsheng, please be patient for a moment!"

Dean Feng suddenly said something incomprehensible. He lightly pressed his left hand on the mouth of the alcohol bottle, then raised his hands and rubbed them gently. A light blue flame suddenly burned between his hands, turning Dean Feng's hands into pale colors.

blue.

Changsheng was feeling extremely comfortable. He couldn't help but be startled when he heard the words asking him to be patient. Then when he saw Dean Feng's hands igniting blue flames, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous!

I saw Dean Feng's hands spread apart, his hands with light blue flames clasping Chang Sheng's two ankles, pushing upwards gently, and then clasping them again and pushing upwards...

"Uh..." Changsheng couldn't help but roared. He felt as if his ankle was clamped by two tongs. A hot breath flowed into his body along the ankle, and his body began to swing involuntarily!

"Be patient, don't move..." Dean Feng said in a calm voice, and kept pushing upward gently.

And with every push, the silver needle on Changsheng's body will spurt out a wisp of black blood...

After a stick of incense, Chang Sheng's entire body turned light red, and sweat had soaked the sheets under him into a human-shaped pattern. Dean Feng also had a slight sweat on his head, and he kept using his acupuncture skills!

Suddenly, Dean Feng pressed his hands on Changsheng's belly and shook slightly. The silver needles on his body bounced up, bringing out a stream of black blood mist. He swiped with his right hand, took more than ten silver needles in his hand, and placed them in his hand.

On the table next to you.

At this time, although Changsheng was sweating profusely, his spirit was much better, and his whole breath had returned to its original state, even better than before the injury. He got up from the bed with a movement of his body and bowed to Dean Feng.

He bowed and said, "Although Changsheng is young, he also knows that the dean has spent a lot of effort on Changsheng, and Changsheng is grateful..."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Dean Feng stood up, wiped the silver needle, put it away with the alcohol bottle, sat in front of Changsheng, smiled lightly, waved his hand and said, "Changsheng, I will treat your injuries and find your companions."

, I’m not being kind to you, right? If I ask you to do a small favor for me, are you willing?"

"Huh?" Changsheng couldn't help but be slightly startled!

Ever since Dean Feng went to the New Territories to rescue him and spent all his energy to treat his injuries, Changsheng knew what Dean Feng would definitely do.

However, I am only seven years old, what can I do for this extraordinary dean?

Now that I see Dean Feng being so skilled again, I think the things this Dean wants to do must not be simple. Do I have this ability? Is there any danger?

Dean Feng saw Chang Sheng's hesitation in his eyes and continued, "Don't worry Chang Sheng, not only is there no danger in this matter, but it will also be of great benefit to you! However, we should wait for you to fully recover before we discuss this matter."

It’s not too late!”

After that, Dean Feng walked out of the room, leaving Chang Sheng alone, thinking about what Dean Feng said...

A few days later, Changsheng had completely recovered from his internal injuries, and the blind old man also led others back to the monastery!

However, the blind old man did not bring back Xiaohong and Zhuzi. Instead, he told Dean Feng and Changsheng that after careful searching in the New Territory, no trace of Xiaohong and Zhuzi was found!

Even Uncle Kun and others left the New Territories with other children. As for where they went, the blind old man did not find out!
Chapter completed!