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Chapter 152
Chapter 152. True and False Successors
"What? She can also use the Rain Needle?"

As soon as the voice fell, the audience was shocked.

Since Huang Bolin's death, Mu Yu Needle has been lost. This has been acquiesced in the Chinese traditional medicine community, but now, two successors suddenly appeared?

Wu Liusheng saw everyone's suspicious faces, and knew what they were thinking, so he sneered immediately:
"You don't need to guess. Mr. Huang has only one descendant, and that is Miss Fang. The others are naturally fakes."

"Oh? But Mrs. Lou said just now that this little gentleman seems to know how to use the rain needle."

"I'm just guessing, but I can't say for sure. What just happened might be a coincidence."

Mrs. Lou quickly defended herself, but everyone could see that she was changing her words temporarily because of the change of wind direction.

When everyone focused their attention again, Ren Ping shrugged:

"I've told you before, I don't know Mr. Huang. If you insist on asking, yes, I know the Rain-Raising Needle, but I didn't learn it from the guy you mentioned."

"From what you said, you don't even know Mr. Huang Bolin's name?"

"Exactly."

"Absurd! For those who study Chinese medicine, even if they don't learn acupuncture, how can they not know the word Huang Bolin? You are missing the mark!"

"If you didn't learn from Mr. Huang, then where did your Rain Needle come from? As we all know, this is a unique skill of his Huang family. How can outsiders know it?"

"That's right. Although Mr. Huang may not have any apprentices left behind, those who can learn this set of Mu Yu Needle must be someone very close to him. You actually said that you have never heard of his name. Isn't this nonsense!"

A group of traditional Chinese medicine veterans heard Ren Ping say such groundless words, and immediately decided that he was lying.

Someone with a little sense looked at Fang Xiaowan:
"Miss, you said that you are Mr. Huang's descendant, so how did you come to worship them? We have never heard of him accepting apprentices."

"The little girl is just the descendant of Mr. Huang, but she cannot be regarded as his apprentice."

Fang Xiaowan smiled slightly and looked calm under the puzzled gazes of everyone:
"It's fate. Mr. Huang's ancestral home is in the Shuoyang area in the north, which happens to be my hometown. When he returned to his hometown to visit relatives more than 20 years ago, he had a relationship with my parents,"

"Seeing that I was destined, I passed on the Mu Yu Needling method. In fact, I was only four or five years old at the time, and I couldn't understand it at all. Later, when Mr. Huang returned to his hometown every year, he asked him to teach me, so I gradually mastered it. "

"I have never learned other skills of Mr. Huang. I only learned this set of Mu Yu Needle. So strictly speaking, I am not his apprentice, but just a successor of this set of acupuncture."

After briefly introducing the cause of the incident, everyone nodded suddenly and praised her for being able to distinguish right from wrong. It was very rare that she did not pretend to be a liar because of this.

Hearing her gentle and sincere voice, I couldn't help but believe her a little more.

Only Ren Ping, who was on the outside, heard the bug in the story, and immediately turned to Mei Yuan:
"Do you think it's funny? Mr. Huang passed away at the age of 90. Even 20 years ago, he was still in his 70s. Do you still have any relatives in your hometown to visit?"

"It's enough to visit once, and visit every year? Could it be that there are some immortal old goblins in his house?"

Mei Yuan was a little offended by his words, and scratched her head:
"In addition to relatives, it is also possible that some friends or classmates are still alive."

"So Mr. Huang has such a good relationship with the people around him that they get together every year? Okay then,"

Ren Ping smiled slightly and pointed at Fang Xiaowan:
"Looking at her age, how old were her parents more than 20 years ago?"

"Huh? This is probably about the same as her now."

"That's right. Mr. Huang is also interesting. He is over 70 years old. It's nothing more than friendship with a young couple who have been separated by nearly half a century."

"If you want to teach acupuncture, you won't teach it to a couple in their prime, but give it to a child who is only four or five years old. Do you think it's strange?"

Any legendary story is easy to accept because everyone believes in its legendary nature. In fact, if you put yourself in someone else's shoes, you will see that such stories are full of flaws and are simply deceiving.

After Ren Ping mentioned such a point, Mei Yuan immediately woke up, and couldn't help secretly praising him for his quick thinking.

In fact, Ren Ping has not always been like this, but he has learned from the system that the so-called Mu Yu Needle Technique is not taught by Huang Bolin alone, and it is not him who will actually pass it on to the future, but someone else.

In this way, all those who insist on relying on Huang Bolin's acupuncture method by rote, are lying in all likelihood.

What surprised him was that this young lady, who looked gentle and quiet, was actually very eloquent, calm and composed, and could tell lies without blushing. She was a perfect match for green tea.

"Mr. Ren also said that he knows the rain needle. Will he have the same fate as Miss Fang?"

At this time, someone asked again.

Wu Liusheng raised his eyebrows when he heard this:

"How could a lunatic who doesn't even know Mr. Huang's name have such a chance? It's ridiculous! Boss Wu, why don't you drive out this bluffing fake?"

"Yes!"

Boss Wu responded enthusiastically and was about to step forward to take action. However, he remembered that he was still injured, so he had to wink at his companions who were following him.

"Wait a minute! Let's see who dares to be rude!"

"Steward Mei, what do you want to do? See for yourself, who are the people you invited?"

Wu Liusheng's face turned cold.

Mei Yuan was not afraid of him. She looked stern and said tit for tat:
"Mr. Ren is my invited guest, let's see who dares to do it! Besides, I don't care if he is the descendant of Mr. Huang or not, but there is 100% doubt that he knows the Muyu Acupuncture technique. I have seen this with my own eyes!"

"Have you seen it with your own eyes? Are you afraid you've lost your mind? When did it happen?"

"Just two days ago!"

"What? Two days ago?"

At this time, Mrs. Lou and others were also surprised:
"You said he used Muyu Needle two days ago? In front of you?"

"Exactly!"

"for what?"

"Naturally, it's for the treatment of illnesses. Haven't you all heard that in the past two days, the No. [-] Hospital of Nanling City cured a patient with a severe comminuted fracture? Muyu Needle is among them."

Everyone turned their attention to Geng Zhijie, and the latter snorted slightly and took a step forward:
"That's right. Two days ago, Mr. Ren cured the patient with a severe comminuted fracture with Muyu acupuncture. Now he has even finished the reduction surgery. Many people here are witnesses."

Saying that, he pointed to the doctor and others.

"That's not right. I heard that the Mu Yu Needle is extremely exhausting, and you have to rest for a few days to recover every time you perform it. Why is he here for the consultation again?"

"That's because Mr. Ren only used sixteen stitches, so there wasn't much loss."

"In that case, it's true. What does Miss Fang think?"

Miao Fengtai of Xunyang Province, who had been seldom speaking, said suddenly.

Fang Xiaowan glanced to the side, and Ren Ping also happened to look over. Their eyes briefly touched, and Ren Ping stared at her, but she flashed past, pretending to frown:

"Mr. Huang made it clear that day that this set of acupuncture techniques has not been passed on to anyone else except me. I guess there are people who are naturally smart and can learn it by themselves without a teacher."

Everyone shook their heads when they heard the words. The lineage system of traditional Chinese medicine has a strong inheritance. Even if someone can create their own acupuncture methods, it is very rare, let alone similar to the existing famous acupuncture methods. That is absolutely impossible.

Ren Ping secretly exclaimed that this woman praised herself for being smart on the surface, but in fact it was like saying "Pan Changjiang, you are so tall", she made it clear that she couldn't do it, and she showed no signs of showing.

Tea, real tea!

"So, maybe he secretly stole the teacher?"

"No, Mu Yu's acupuncture method is extensive and profound, and I learned it only after consulting Mr. Huang countless times,"

"Even if other people can steal it once or twice, they can't master it all. Besides, this gentleman is young, and he doesn't look like a dirty person who does such things."

This is not only real tea, but also top quality tea!
"Then there is only one possibility, that is, he did not use Muyu Acupuncture, but something similar, specifically to impersonate someone else, and Butler Mei was deceived by accident?"

"Well, this is very possible. In fact, Mr. Huang said before that although the Mu Yu acupuncture method is miraculous, it is not a panacea."

"There are many well-educated TCM colleagues who can do their own research and create their own originality. There is no need to follow the trend. It is not beautiful for HD to learn like this, but to imitate others."

Uh, this is Tieguanyin, right?

Ren Ping had no choice but to accept this Miss Fang.

On the other hand, the rest of the people had an expression of deep admiration and admiration from the bottom of their hearts.

Wu Liusheng looked at Mei Yuan coldly:
"Now that things have happened, what else does Steward Mei have to say?"

"I have nothing to say, but I still trust Mr. Xin."

"Hmph, stubborn!"

"Master Wu, have you ever seen the Rain Rain Needle? I have seen it before. Mr. Huang Bolin used it twice in person. It has the same origin as the one used by Mr. Ren."

Mei Yuan glanced at Fang Xiaowan as he spoke, his face full of suspicion:

"Furthermore, what is there to be anxious about now? The Patriarch and Miss will be here soon. Who will know how to use the Rain Needle? When the time comes, please show your skills and you will know once you try it!"

Although he was only a housekeeper, Mei Yuan's status in the Mei family was extraordinary, and Wu Liusheng couldn't do anything to him, so he could only wait now.

Not long after, there was the sound of a siren outside the door, Mei Yuan's face became happy, and he rushed out to meet him immediately.

A few minutes later, a man and a woman came from the outer courtyard of the courtyard.

This man and woman are both about 50 years old, tall and handsome. Although they are over fifty, they look like they are in their 30s.

The auras of both of them are also very astonishing, the male is not bad, he is very restrained, quite introverted, but the female is unreserved, showing her sharpness like a sword, she looks more aggressive than that male .

Many of them had seen each other before, so they naturally knew that these two were the head of the Mei family, Mei Hanxiao, and his wife, Mo Ganyun.

Over the years, the Longquan Mei family has kept a low profile in the three southeastern provinces like a hidden dragon, but in reality it is astonishingly powerful. The Du family, who also has two schools of wooden characters, has long been far behind.

As the head of the family, Mei Hanxiao and Mo Ganyun are naturally in a detached position, because their names each have a word "cloud" and a word "xiao", many people also call them "Yunxiao couple".

Mei Hanxiao respects and loves his wife, so Yun is in front and Xiao is behind.

Ren Ping had already had a premonition before meeting the two of them. When he saw them now, he was shocked and became even more convinced:
These two are both ancient martial arts masters!

(End of this chapter)