Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature

These days, Lao Guo has been in a great mood.

Looking at the tea house full of listeners, watching them eagerly waiting to hear his stories, he felt a special sense of accomplishment.

A bloodthirsty storyteller who isn't afraid to die, that's what he is.

As long as he has this full sense of accomplishment, even a broken leg is nothing!

Honestly, it had been a long time since his leg was broken.

Lao Guo guessed that the people who had repeatedly broken his legs before were probably the same group of people, or the same person.

Everyone guessed it was jealous peers, after all, not everyone can be a bloodthirsty storyteller, and not everyone can be famous in the Wangchun City area by telling stories about Old Demon Duan.

Old Demon Duan's popularity has all turned into his tips.

Lao Guo guessed that it should be Old Demon Duan'ssupporters.

Now when it comes to Old Demon Duan, many people will think of him, the storyteller.

His experience of having his legs broken several times is not his pain, but has become his symbol, his pride.

Why is it that he is the one who has his legs broken several times, and other peers don't?

It can only be said that he tells stories well!

Some peers even seriously suspected that he was using a 'suffering flesh scheme(苦肉计: a trick in the thirty-six stratagems where one injures oneself to gain the enemy's trust)', deliberately finding someone to break his legs to gain fame.

These days, people come and go in Jade Stone Town, which is very lively.

Like the owner who built this tea house, the storyteller Lao Guo also hadforesight, otherwise he would not have left Xiaochun Town, which was already very lively, and come to Jade Stone Town, which is closer to the grave mountain, to start again.

No way, thinking that it was so close to the grave mountain where Old Demon Duan became famous, he himself was very excited, and his inspiration for writing books was very vigorous.

He is undoubtedly happy to tell stories here.

This is also one of the reasons why he chose here.

And the recent substantial increase in tips has proved that his choice is absolutely correct.

Lao Guo's career has reached its peak, and people inevitably expand when they are at their peak, and Lao Guo is no exception.

For example, recently he has been sighing that no one has broken his legs for a while, and he is a little unaccustomed to it.

Although he doesn't walk very smoothly, he doesn't need crutches anymore.

Maybe that Old Demon Duan'ssupporter is dead, the Jianghu(江湖: Jianghu, the martial arts world) is a place where people die easily, especially when they are Old Demon Duan'ssupporters.

Otherwise, he has been talking about the Old Demon so fiercely, and he has talked about it to this extent, why hasn't that person come to break his legs.

During the lunch break, Lao Guo still went to pee as usual.

He was going to have a good bowl of tea before going out.

Let the guests wait well, let them wait anxiously, this is also one of the pleasures of his storytelling.

Without these pleasures, who would tell stories!

Just when Lao Guo went to the toilet, wanting to slowly have a good cup of tea and enjoy this pleasure, familiar darkness came before his eyes.

A sack covered him.

He was instinctively frightened, and then calmed down.

After all, he has had many experiences!

Thinking about his legs that were about to be broken, Lao Guo was a little excited for a while.

It's back!

The Old Demon's believer is back!

My glory will have one more!

But this time, Lao Guo waited for a long time and his legs were not broken.

Only heard a 'slap' sound, his head in the sack was knocked, straight before his eyes went dark.

Could it berobbery?

This was Lao Guo's last thought before he fainted.

In the dark cellar, Lao Guo was still lying there unconscious.

As a doctor with a benevolent heart, Duan Yun quietly looked at him, as if he was looking at a patient with a serious illness who needed to be cured.

When bringing people in, he accidentally stepped on Lao Guo's mouth with shoes stained with donkey dung, which was really accidental and definitely not a personal grudge.

As a young hero, he never holds grudges, and as a doctor, he treats everyone equally.

Since this is the only patient in the cellar, he will naturally do his best.

Under the gaze of the Murong brothers, with a 'shua' sound, without any hesitation, the jade sword finger sword qi shot from Duan Yun's right hand pierced Lao Guo's thigh.

Lao Guo was originally unconscious, but he was still in so much pain that he shivered.

But the next moment, his expression was relieved, and he didn't even wake up.

The electric light jumping on Duan Yun's fingertips has been injected into his wound and between his eyebrows.

Electricity between the eyebrows can relieve pain, which he has verified on the Murong brothers.

What the Murong brothers said was that their heads were numb from the electricity, numbness is pain relief, there is no problem.

The electric light is like silk, sewing up the blood hole, and the suture is accompanied by the smell of electric scorching flesh.

This experience reminded Duan Yun of his metalworking internship in his previous life, welding.

In fact, the principles are similar. Welding is to weld metal objects together, and his 'fingertip lightning' is to weld people's wounds together.

This blood hole is deeper and more serious than the wounds that the Murong brothers were cut out with a knife, but the speed of stopping the bleeding is still extremely fast, but in the blink of an eye.

After that, the electric light on Duan Yun's fingertips was still jumping, without stopping.

Because without any hesitation, Duan Yun put another knife on his belly.

Lao Guo is a little fat, and when his belly cracked open, the electric light had shuttled through to 'weld' his flesh and fat together.

As new wounds continued to appear on Lao Guo's body, and were constantly healed by electric light, Duan Yun's fingertip lightning became more and more handy.

At this time, he saw him wipe his hair with his left hand, and the hair on his forehead fluttered extremely smoothly, fluttering backwards, forming a new hairstyle, which looked very energetic.

The three spectators, Feng Ling'er, didn't dare to breathe.

They had never seen anyone practice medicine like this.

In this gloomy cellar, what is in front of you is the picture of a doctor and a patient.

Feng Ling'er stammered: "It looks like an autopsy."

But they had to admit that Duan Yun's hand was really amazing.

Even the famous doctors in the Jianghu(江湖: Jianghu, the martial arts world) may not be able to stop bleeding and heal wounds so quickly.

Lao Guo had at least eighteen wounds on his legs, some of the wounds were connected together, forming a " a Chinese character which has five strokes" character, but Lao Guo didn't shed two drops of blood.

Suddenly, Duan Yun raised his finger and stabbed a blood hole in his shoulder, and almost at the same time, the sword finger that had just been stabbed emitted electric light, and healed the wound with a sizzle.

Feng Ling'er said nervously: "What is he doing to himself?"

Seeing this, Shen Ying said: "You didn't care about the thirty-eight wounds on Lao Guo, why are you nervous about him poking himself?"

The Murong brothers couldn't help but asked: "You are so proficient, what are you still practicing?"

"I'm practicing connecting the tendons and blood vessels well. If a person is injured, the blood vessels and muscles are the most important to connect. I know my body better." Duan Yun stated.

Hearing this sentence, everyone only felt terrified.

Feng Ling'er said with concern: "Are you sure? If you are not sure, let Lao Guo try first."

Lao Guo is now drowsy, and always feels in a dream. In the dream, the house is leaking rain for a while, and it is not leaking for a while, but it gives him a very terrifying feeling.

"I found that if the electric light rotates, it can not only connect blood and flesh, but also stimulate their activity and become stronger. Don't worry, this tendon and blood vessel of mine is not vital."

"Alas, I just can't anesthetize myself, it hurts a bit." Duan Yun couldn't help but said.

"Is there any way to relieve the pain?" Shen Ying asked with concern.

"Yes."

"What way?"

"Help me take out the book from my chest."

Shen Ying quickly touched his chest and took out a "The Secret Cellar of the Old Demon and the Goddess Detective".

"Turn to page twenty-three." Duan Yun said.

Shen Ying's face turned green, and she said in surprise: "Are you sure it's this one."

"It's this one." Duan Yun said.

Shen Ying glanced at it and found that this page was just about the experience of Duan Laomo in the book treating the goddess detective in the cellar, what exposed fragrant shoulders, purple translucent bellyband, how outrageous it was.

And Duan Yun really stopped the pain all of a sudden, and found the feeling.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Turn it, turn it!"

Duan Yun looked at this page and said seriously.

Sizzle!

The electric light continued to overflow from the wound on his shoulder, and it really had a clear and regular arc.

In the eyes of Shen Ying and the others, it was like a series of tiny rainbows.

He can really control such a small electric light trajectory.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Use force!" Duan Yun continued to look at the book page and said.

For a while, Shen Ying and the others didn't know whether he wanted the old demon in the book to use force on the goddess detective, or whether he wanted the electric light to use force.

Suddenly, the tiny electric light became denser and all went inside the wound.

After two breaths, Duan Yun suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It's done! I have practiced it! The rotating electric light is really magical."

"Are the blood vessels and muscles connected?" The Murong brothers asked.

"Connected, tightly seamed, I even feel more powerful." Duan Yun replied while moving his shoulders.

"Doesn't that mean you can easily connect broken hands and feet?" The Murong brothers said in surprise.

"Of course, although it is temporarily impossible to regenerate severed limbs, it is still no problem to connect them and use them immediately." Duan Yun said with a serious face.

"Severed limb regeneration, why don't you fly?"

The Murong brothers originally wanted to ridicule Duan Yun for his wishful thinking, but is it not outrageous to use this electric light to connect muscles and blood vessels now?

Duan Laomo said that severed limbs can be regenerated, maybe one day he will suddenly roar and practice it?

Who can say for sure aboutLaomo's affairs?

At this time, he saw Duan Yun looking at his wound, and with a flick of electric light on his fingertips, he wiped it on the wound.

The traces of the skin that had been burned by the electric light actually disappeared in an instant, becoming smooth and clean.

The Murong brothers were shocked again: "You can really remove scars?"

Duan Yun nodded and said: "As long as you have enough control, removing scars and marks, beauty is completely no problem."

At this time, the Murong brothers' tone suddenly became gentle and said: "Brother, you said you would help me remove it cleanly."

Feng Ling'er's tone also suddenly became gentle and said: "Brother Duan, can you remove moles?"

"There is a mole on someone's waist, please help me remove it."

Shen Ying also joined in and said: "There is a patch of uneven skin tone on my arm."

On the ground, Lao Guo, whose legs were full of " a Chinese character which has five strokes" character scars, frowned, and was about to wake up, but no one cared.

If he wakes up, sees the " a Chinese character which has five strokes" character on his legs, and hears the people in front of him discussing the removal of scars, moles, and uneven skin tone, he will definitely think it is a strange dream, a dream full of lunatics and neurotics.