Siheyuan: Traveling through three years to gain the power of a palm

This sound could not be heard by others, but Jiang Fan could still hear it clearly. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, "This master has quite mixed beliefs."

After five or six minutes, the master was sweating profusely and white smoke was coming out of his head. Suddenly, as if under a spell, he stood still, like a golden rooster, motionless. The talisman on his forehead spontaneously combusted in the wind, and the Buddhist cross in his hand fell to the ground.

The master suddenly fell to the ground, his whole body twitching, rolling over and over like a fish that had just come ashore.

This scared Yan Jiecheng. He turned around and found that the two Ma Jia brothers looked normal and not surprised at all.

"Brother Ma, what's going on, Master?"

"This is communicating with the immortals while out of body. The immortals live in the heavenly palace and practice cultivation. Only this method can connect with the immortals' spirits."

"Oh, that's how it is." Yan Jiecheng suddenly realized.

Another three or four minutes passed before the master returned to normal.

Seeing this, Ma Jia hurriedly poured a bowl of tea and helped the master drink it.

"Phew, I'm exhausted." Xia Lao Hu drank another bowl of water and rested for a while before saying to his vest brothers, "I just talked to the immortal about your matter."

"What does the Immortal say?"

"The Immortal was very angry, but after my persuasion and your sincere offerings, the Immortal said he was willing to give you a chance and even gave you a prescription for the next treatment."

Xia Lao Hu stood up and asked Ma Jia and Yan Jiecheng to wait here, and Ma Hu followed him into the inner room to get the medicine.

"Brother Ma, how much money did you give to the master just now?"

Ma Jia said calmly, "Twenty dollars for a cloth bag."

"So many!" Yan Jiecheng's eyes widened. Twenty yuan each, and if he gave out five, that would be a hundred yuan. He only had a hundred yuan with him today.

"Not much. Last time I got the medicine, I asked for fifty yuan, and I gave the master twenty yuan as a reward."

Yan Jiecheng gasped. He hadn't expected it to be so expensive. He only had a little over 800 yuan, and he needed to save for a job. Did he really need to spend that much? Would it cure him?

The involvement of money made Yan Jiecheng sober up for a moment, but Ma Jia's next words made him fall into it again.

"Brother Jie Cheng, I know you must think it's very expensive now, right?"

"Ah."

"It's normal for you to have this thought, but you have to remember one thing: cheap goods don't come in good quality, and good goods don't come in cheap. My brother has been suffering from this injury for several years."

"I accompanied him to various major hospitals in surrounding cities, but no one said they could cure him. It wasn't until we met the master that we finally had hope. Brother Jie Cheng, can you find a doctor who can heal his injuries?"

Yan Jiecheng shook his head. He had been to all the hospitals in Beijing and spent a lot of money, but no one said they could cure it, so they all asked him to have surgery.

"Brother Jie Cheng, you don't want to be a eunuch your whole life and never know what it's like to be a woman until you die, right?"

Ma Jia's words appeared in Yan Jiecheng's mind like the whispers of a devil.

"Do I really have to be a eunuch? A eunuch who can never stand up again in his life?"

Chapter 176: Master Treats Patients

(Opened a small branch about Yan Jiecheng)

Yan Jiecheng was torn between his own thoughts and his own. One thought was trying to convince him that he couldn't be a eunuch forever, right? The other was burning banknotes, as if to say, "Do you really need to spend so much money? You don't even have a proper job!"

The next moment, Ma Hu came out of the house with a medicine bag and saw Ma Jia winking at him.

Ma Hu looked at the troubled Yan Jiecheng and understood what was going on. He just needed to add the final push.

"Brother, Jie Cheng, the master said that if I take medicine for another half month, this injury will be completely healed. When I save up some money, I will marry a wife and have some children. The words 'death and extinction of the family' will have nothing to do with me from now on!"

Ma Hu's words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back, completely breaking Yan Jiecheng's psychological defenses. He raised his head. He wanted to heal his wound, no matter what.

At this time, the master also walked out of the house with a tired look on his face.

"Master, you have worked hard. Please accept this small token of my appreciation."

Ma Hu took out a red envelope, held it with both hands, and respectfully presented it to the master.

At this moment, Yan Jiecheng no longer felt a trace of heartache. Instead, he was relieved that he had not offended the master and only had to pay the medical expenses.

The master put away the red envelope and said in a deep voice, "Alas, you must remember that this kind of thing must not happen again before your injury is healed, otherwise I will not be able to save you."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Ma Hu quickly agreed and changed his ways.

The master looked at him with satisfaction, then turned his attention to Yan Jiecheng.

Seeing the master looking at him, Yan Jiecheng immediately knelt on the ground, grabbed his pants and cried, "Master, save me!"

"Stand up, benefactor, and let's talk. Let's talk it over."

After being comforted by Ma Jia's brothers and the master, Yan Jiecheng finally calmed down and stood up.

"Master, I"

"Don't say anything, let me do the math."

The master raised his hand to interrupt Yan Jiecheng and said, "Yan Jiecheng, male, 21 years old, lives in the front yard of No. 95 Nanluoguxiang... I just separated from my family this year. I had an encounter some time ago and met you, my soulmate."

Yan Jiecheng was stunned, his eyes full of disbelief. What the master said was basically his life experience, especially the encounter some time ago, which he had not told anyone. "This, this, this, how did you know this?"

The master calmly sat on the cushion and said, "Of course I calculated it. This master has the magical power of a great immortal. I can predict the next 500 years and the next 500 years. Let alone your life as an ordinary person, even if you were injured like Ma Hu, this master would know it clearly."

At this moment, Yan Jiecheng was completely convinced that the master really had magical powers and was his savior. He knelt down again and bowed deeply, "Master, please save me. I don't want to be a eunuch, nor do I want to be extinct. I am still a child."

The master remained silent, sitting on the cushion with his eyes closed in meditation. Jiang Fan on the rooftop shook his head slightly. Yan Jiecheng was completely absorbed.

Yan Jiecheng didn't get a response. He looked up at the master, then at Ma Jia, looking for help, hoping that he could say a few words for him.

Ma Jia raised his hand and gestured, "Don't worry, brother, I'll take care of it."

"Master, we monks are all compassionate. Look at my little brother, he is in such a state. Why don't you just help him? As the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda." Ma Jia squatted in front of the master and persuaded him.

"And my brother is still very sincere, right?"

Ma Jia waved to Yan Jiecheng, "Brother Jiecheng, please show the master your sincerity."

"Oh, okay. This is just a small gift. Please accept it." Yan Jiecheng quickly took out two ten-yuan bills from his pocket and placed them in front of the master.

The master raised his eyes slightly, took a look, and then closed them again.

"cough."

Ma Jia just feels that Yan Jiecheng is a fool. Who is he going to give such a small gift to?

Yan Jiecheng saw Ma Jia's pinching fingers, understood what was going on, and immediately took out another one.

The master still did not respond until Yan Jiecheng added two more bills, bringing the total to fifty yuan, and then the master slowly opened his eyes.

"Alas, I originally didn't intend to bother with you today, because I have already expended a lot of energy today. Even the Great Immortal has expended a lot of mana. I am really exhausted and have no energy left."

When Yan Jiecheng heard this, his heart skipped a beat. He thought he was beyond help. His pupils were filled with darkness and he looked lifeless.

"However, considering your sincerity and the fact that Vest is interceding for you, I will reluctantly treat you once."

What a twist!

Yan Jiecheng suddenly raised his head and looked at the master with gratitude in his eyes, "Master, is this true?"

Ma Jia said from the side, "Brother Jie Cheng, since the master said so, then there must be smoke coming out of his crotch - of course."

The master also smiled and nodded.

Next, Jiang Fan, on the rooftop, watched the master perform the technique again, his face filled with admiration. The movements were identical in both instances, both the timing and the movements were perfectly executed. It would be a shame for such a skilled actor not to pursue a career in the entertainment industry.

After some operations, the master regained consciousness. He asked Yan Jiecheng and the others to wait here while he went into the house to get medicine.

"Brother Ma, why can't I go into the house with the master?" Yan Jiecheng pulled his vest.

"Brother Jie Cheng, you can't go in with the master. First, you just met the master and this is your first time treating him. The master's past experiences have made him a little wary. I also told you that the master has been betrayed before. Second, it's for your own good," Ma Jia explained.

"For my own good? Why?" Yan Jiecheng pointed at himself and asked in confusion.

Ma Jia gave a wicked smile and asked Ma Hu to explain to Yan Jiecheng.

"Brother Jiecheng, do you know what was in my first dose of medicine?"

Ma Hu's face became ferocious and he showed a painful expression.

Yan Jiecheng swallowed and asked, "W-what?"

"Bat poop, dried earthworms, dung beetles, flatulent beetles, human feces and more"

"Stop talking. Ugh." Yan Jiecheng felt more and more nauseous as he listened. A surge of acid rose in his stomach and he almost vomited.

"Hahaha, don't worry, Brother Jiecheng. Everyone's condition is different, so the herbs prescribed are naturally different. Maybe your prescription doesn't include these things."

Ma Jia's words didn't reassure Yan Jiecheng. Instead, they made him feel even more disgusted. He had never known that these things were actually Chinese medicine. So when he was sick before, did the medicine he drank contain feces and urine?

vomit.

Chapter 177: To Make Money

After a while, the master came out of the house carrying a few packets of medicine.

"Yan Jiecheng, your medicine is ready."

Yan Jiecheng was overjoyed, his eyes fixed on the medicine bag in the master's hand, "Thank you, Master."

Yan Jiecheng reached out to take it, but the master raised his hand and let out a cry of "Ah~".

Yan Jiecheng asked awkwardly, "Master, how much does this medicine cost?"

"Not much, fifty dollars."

"Fifty!"

Yan Jiecheng screamed, "That's a lot of money!" He only had a hundred yuan with him today, and he'd already paid fifty yuan as a token of his gratitude, leaving him with only fifty yuan left.

The master said indifferently, "Why, you think it's too expensive? You can refuse it. I'm not the eunuch anyway."

"It's not too expensive, it's not too expensive." Yan Jiecheng shook his head repeatedly, took out the remaining fifty yuan from his pocket and handed it to the master.

The master then placed the medicine in Yan Jiecheng's hand and instructed him, "Remember, you must prepare these packets of medicine yourself. Do not use others to make them, and do not let others know, otherwise it will not work. Drink it once a day, every night before going to bed. When you prepare the medicine, add the powder in this bottle."

The master took out a bottle from his sleeve like a magic trick and handed it to Yan Jiecheng.

Yan Jiecheng took it carefully and asked, "Master, may I ask what this is?"

The master's expression grew serious. "This is the essence of this medicine. It's made from the remains of a great immortal. It's extremely precious. Even I don't have much in stock."

Yan Jiecheng put the bottle away carefully, as it was a treasure that was related to his life's happiness.

"Finally, before you finish taking this medicine, you absolutely cannot have any intimate contact with women. You must remember this. If you break this taboo, the Immortal will definitely not treat you again."

After hearing what the master said, Yan Jiecheng naturally said that he would never break the precepts. After all, there were too many sincerity after breaking the precepts.

After speaking to Yan Jiecheng, the master suddenly became tired, sat cross-legged on the ground, and waved his hands.

Ma Jia immediately stepped forward and bowed respectfully, "Master, I will take my leave."

Led by the vest, the three of them left the house.

"Brother Jie Cheng, let's go. The master needs to rest for a few days." Ma Jia held a black cloth in his hand, which he used to cover his eyes when they came in.

"Brother Ma, do I have to cover my eyes when I go out?" Yan Jiecheng was a little reluctant. He was holding medicine worth fifty yuan in his hand. If he accidentally bumped into something, he would suffer a huge loss.

"There's nothing we can do. This is the rule set by the master. Everything is for safety. Don't worry, there will be someone to lead the way. There have never been any accidents in all these times." Ma Jia sat on the chair first and blindfolded himself, followed by Ma Hu.

Yan Jiecheng hesitated for a moment, tied the medicine in his hand tightly, and then blindfolded himself.

After two or three minutes, Yan Jiecheng was getting a little restless when a hand suddenly rested on his shoulder, startling him.

"Brother Jie Cheng, grab the rope and follow me."

Ma Jia's voice calmed Yan Jiecheng down, "Brother Ma Jia, you scared me to death."

Yan Jiecheng stood up and followed Ma Jia. Just like that, Ma Jia was in front, Yan Jiecheng was in the middle, and Ma Hu was behind holding a knife. The three of them walked out of the yard.

After making many turns along the way, they finally stopped where they saw their guide.

Several people took off their blindfolds and said, "Brother Jie Cheng, let's go home. If anything happens, you can come find us. You know my home address."

"Yeah, Brother Ma, thank you so much today. If you hadn't introduced me to the master, I don't know what to do in the future." Yan Jiecheng had tears in his eyes. After enduring the ridicule from his neighbors and family for several months, he finally felt the warmth again. How could he not be moved?