Hell, run away, the little milk baby is coming to the underworld again.

However, Master said that he is a lucky baby, so the people who receive acupuncture by him will definitely have the same luck.

Therefore, the Thirteen Juyang Needles will definitely have good results.

Xiao Yanbao took out the needle pack from the Ruyi bag and opened it. Thirteen needles were neatly arranged inside.

Twelve of them are silver needles, and the thirteenth one is gold.

When Jiang Langzhong saw these thirteen needles, his eyes widened instantly.

Could this be the legendary Thirteen Needles of Juyang?

Mr. Jiang heard from his master that there are thirteen needles in Juyang. As long as the thirteenth golden needle falls, there is no one who cannot be saved.

Everyone in the world calls this Thirteen Juyang Needles the Sorrow of the King of Hell, and even the King of Hell cannot compete with this Thirteen Juyang Needles.

But the master has only heard of it and has never seen anyone use the Thirteen Yang-Judging Needles.

Jiang Langzhong's voice was trembling with excitement, "Xiao Xiangu, may I ask, is this...the Thirteenth Juyang Needle?"

Xiao Yanbao nodded, "Yes."

Jiang Langzhong quickly pinched his own body, otherwise he would have fainted.

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What kind of luck did he have? He was lucky enough to witness the acupuncture process of the Thirteen Juyang Needles.

Zixudao rolled his eyes at Jiang Langzhong and said, "Look at how you look like you have never seen the world. Only a few needles have excited you like this. I didn't see you pinching Renzhong when you saw the King of Hell."

Jiang Langzhong: You stick, what do you know?

Although Xiao Yanbao had never pricked anyone with acupuncture, of course bloodletting with a needle did not count.

But this time she picked up the silver needle and felt a particularly familiar feeling, as if she had pricked it countless times and was so skilled that she could do it accurately even with her eyes closed.

But little Yanbao didn't dare to close her eyes. This was her first time giving acupuncture to someone, so she couldn't be careless.

Doctor Jiang stared at Xiao Yanbao carefully as he applied the acupuncture to Ji Jun. He tried his best to remember where the acupuncture was inserted, the depth of the acupuncture, and the strength of the acupuncture.

Even if you learn a little bit, it will be of great help to your medical skills.

When it came time to get the last golden needle, Xiao Yanbao hesitated. The medical classics said that the last golden needle was the key. If it was inserted well, success would be achieved, but if it was inserted poorly, one needle would kill one's life.

Don't be afraid, you are a lucky baby, hold on, hold on.

Besides, even if this injection really kills her, she can still go to the underworld to find the King of Hell to get her little brother's soul back.

With this thought, Xiao Yanbao no longer had any psychological burden and stabbed the needle steadily.

But when the needle went in, Ji Jun rolled his eyes and lost his breath.

Lonicera cried out in fright, "Master, Master..."

Jiang Langzhong pinched his own man again, it was terrible, he was going to die suddenly!

Taoist Master Zixu was relatively calm, "Master, what's the next step?"

If the master said to bury someone, he would dig a hole immediately.

Little Yanbao put her hand into her wishful thinking bag and took out the black sign given to her by the King of Hell. "Apprentice, keep an eye on this. I'm going to..." Underworld.

[Ouch, ouch! Master, don’t panic, Mr. Su is not dead. When the Yang Ju Yang needle is used, it will be in a state of suspended animation. After a quarter of an hour, you pull out the needle, and Mr. Su’s yang energy will be completely restored. 】

Before the two words after "Xiao Yanbao" were uttered, Dahuang's voice came in his mind.

"Really?" Xiao Yanbao asked suspiciously.

[Master, of course it’s true. You only memorized the acupuncture techniques, not the annotations at the back. Please turn to the last page of the Thirteen Juyang Acupuncture in the medical dictionary. 】

Xiao Yanbao: I don’t know how to read, so if you ask me to read it, it will be in vain.

Dahuang rolled his eyes: You can kill me. How did you learn this medical textbook if you can't read?

Xiao Yanbao: I was forced to learn it in my dreams, and it was not something I wanted to learn.

Dahuang: It’s the dream’s fault that I co-authored it.

Seeing that several people in the room were watching like this, Liao Dong didn't take out the needle. She turned around and ran out. She had to go find the master and tell him that the master was pricked to death by the needle.

Taoist Master Zixu saw that the little maid was about to go out to report the news, so he caught her back.

"My master has not spoken, and no one can go out."

Liao Dong opened her throat and was about to shout when Taoist Master Zixu predicted it in advance and covered her mouth.

"If you dare to yell, I will strangle you to death."

Lonicera: Are you here to save people or to kill? Are you and Aunt Zhou all in the same group?

[Ouch, ouch! Master, please say something quickly. This little maid thinks you are one of Aunt Zhou's group. 】

Xiao Yanbao glanced at Lonicera. This maid has such a rich imagination. Why didn't she say that the King of Hell and I were in the same group?

"Apprentice, hold her down and release her after a quarter of an hour."

Dahuang: Master, I want you to explain, what are you talking about!

Xiao Yanbao: Will she believe it if I explain it? After a while, she saw that the person was alive, which was no more intuitive than the explanation.

Dahuang: You are the master, you have the final say!

He rolled his eyes and entered a state of pretending to be dead without saying a word.

Jiang Langzhong didn't dare to move or ask. He regretted pinching someone and he should have fainted.

Although Taoist Master Zixu unconditionally trusted every word his master said, he still felt that this quarter of an hour had passed too long.

There is a feeling that the days are like years. I don't know what the master is waiting for. Could it be that he wants to arrest the Lord of Hell again.

But the master didn't take out the talisman. Instead, she looked over and over at the black sign given to her by the King of Hell. What were she waiting for?

Xiao Yanbao suddenly remembered that she had never asked how to go to the underworld to find the King of Hell with this black sign.

The King of Hell didn't tell her how to use it or what the spell was.

Because Xiao Yanbao didn't sleep last night, while he was waiting for the needle to be removed, he suddenly felt that his eyelids were starting to fight.

Without holding on, his upper and lower eyelids closed together.

Xiao Yanbao felt her body fly out with a "whoosh", and then she stood on a large hall.

It's just that the hall is dark, and the red lanterns around it are like pairs of scarlet eyes, which look a little penetrating.

A palace official stopped Xiao Yanbao and said, "Where did you come from? Huh? Why do you have the aura of a living person on your body?"

"Nonsense, I'm a human being. If I don't have the aura of a human being, how can I still have the aura of a ghost?"

Palace official: Yes, it should have the aura of ghosts.

The King of Hell who was sitting in the main hall trembled all over when he heard this little voice. Could it be that one who came?

He looked down and saw what he was afraid of.

He quickly stood up from his seat, came to the front of the hall, and said with a smile on his face: "Yan Bao, why did you come to my underworld for a stroll?"

Yanbao: Underworld?

She just had a fight on her eyelids, and why did she come to the underworld?

Now that she's here, let's ask her how to use the black brand, and by the way, ask Ji Yun whether he faked his death or was dead for real.

"You gave me such a black brand and didn't tell me how to use it. How could I come to the underworld to find you?"

King of Hell: Aren’t you already here and you still ask me how to use it?

"That, I forgot. As long as you hold this sign in your hand, close your eyes and sleep, you can come to the underworld."

Xiao Yanbao: Okay, it’s that simple.

"Then you can check for me whether Su Jiyun has reached the end of his life. How did he die?"

But as soon as she finished asking, she heard someone shouting in her ear, "Master, Master, it's quarter of an hour."