The sun was almost setting on the afternoon of the second day before Xuan Yuan showed up at the hospital.

He raised a wooden box in his hand and said excitedly: "I got something good today."

Everyone who had been worried about his safety for a day finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Uncle, why didn't you answer the call?" Zhou Jingyan complained.

Xuan Yuan took out his mobile phone and looked at it. There were indeed many missed calls and WeChat messages.

"Hey, I met an interesting kid today. I played with him for a while, then drank some wine, and found this good thing by the way." He raised the wooden box in his hand again to show off to everyone, but unfortunately no one else except Zhou Jingyan Not curious at all.

"What is this?" Zhou Jingyan looked at the wooden box and asked.

Xuan Yuan opened it carefully, and inside was a set of silver needles of various lengths and thicknesses, with a total of 36 needles.

Ye Huaizhao also leaned over to take a look. This was his first time meeting Mr. Xuan Yuan, and he couldn't tell what his temper was. He just stood next to Zhou Jingyan, keeping a certain distance.

Zhou Jingyan's eyes were particularly good, "Wow, there's something carved on each needle, it's a crane."

Xuan Yuan patted her head with his palm, and Shen Xiujun's eyes darkened.

"Ignorant apprentices will not be able to recognize this when they see it. If my apprentice were here, he would definitely recognize it. This is the crane magic needle. It has a history of more than 500 years. It was used by the silver needle saint hand in the Ming Dynasty. , this was carved for him by his wife herself." Everyone present didn't know much about it and just thought he was an antique.

Xuan Yuan sighed when he saw their expressions. "Hey, it's normal that you don't know, because this Silver Needle Master offended the emperor, so much so that he didn't leave his name at all. He is the most famous doctor in the contemporary era, and he is most famous for his acupuncture. But he has wandered around all his life. , refused to enter the palace for medical treatment. At that time, the emperor's favorite concubine was seriously ill, and he went through all kinds of troubles to find him and let him enter the palace for treatment. Then his concubine was not sick, but was chronically poisoned, and she died. No skill. He told the truth, and the emperor was angry, saying that he was just trying to gain fame, so he was sent to prison, and finally died in prison."

"Looking at your tone, there's more to this story than anything else." Shen Xiuyun's tone was always cold.

"That's right, the Holy Hand healed diseases and saved people throughout his life and forged countless good relationships. Several people in the court were favored by him, so a few people went across the sea to rescue people. It's just that he was unable to move around in the Central Plains in his later years, so he traveled to the Miao and desert areas. Activities. There is no name left in the history books, but it is passed down from generation to generation among the people of our generation who practice medicine."

"Then what's so special about this set of silver needles besides being beautiful and being carved by my wife's own hands?" Among these people, only Zhou Jingyan knows a little bit about it. She has also used silver needles. These needles seem to be made of better materials than ordinary ones. Be special.

"Of course there is. The length and thickness of this set of needles covers almost all body types and the width of meridians. It is made by a famous craftsman. What the craftsman is best at is the most sophisticated mechanism. The simplest one is today's jewelry box. You don't know it at all. I opened it from somewhere, and was later captured by the emperor to repair the tomb."

Everyone looked at each other and thought of their mother's box containing the jade dish.

"Moreover, this needle is made of special material and can get twice the result with half the effort." He said proudly.

"It's a pity that the guy asked too much for it, so I had to bleed a lot to exchange it."

"Uncle, I will pay for this."

"Uncle, where did you get the money?"

Shen Xiuyun and Zhou Jingyan said in unison.

Xuan Yuan rolled his eyes at the young couple, "Hey, common people. You can't buy this kind of thing with ordinary gold and silver. That boy is hateful." He gritted his teeth and said, "I'll take the Taoist secret book left by my master. Give it to him.”

"Ah? Isn't that a treasure that has been passed down for a thousand years?" Zhou Jingyan's eyes widened.

"It's not like you little ones are ignorant and incompetent. Since my master died, no one has inherited his mantle. My apprentice studied medicine and your master studied Taoism. I think that boy is very talented at pretending to be a ghost. So I gave it to him, but it was a copy.”

Everyone was a little speechless, and at the same time they had a new understanding of the eclectic sect of Xuan Yuan and Zhou Jingyan.

"That senior." Ye Huaizhao didn't know what to call him. Who was his uncle's previous generation? So we can only follow the example of martial arts and call him senior.

"Where did you get this silver needle?"

"It's not far from where this little girl lives. Turn into a small alley. It seems to be called Wumingju."

Everyone was speechless. They mentioned that he was good at pretending to be a ghost and selling antiques, so they suspected it was him. I didn't expect it to be true.

The old man looked at his new baby with joy, "Hey, it can be regarded as an explanation to my master, and I have found the inheritance."

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