20 years of teaching

Chapter 209 Qigong Therapy
The four of them turned on the flashlights at the same time and searched for the person who stole the fish by the lake.

"Someone is stealing fish!" Scar was the first to spot Liu Shouqing's back, and shouted excitedly.

Liu Shouqing didn't look back, and immediately dived into the water...

"Where is the person?" Wang Xiaoyong's voice was trembling, and his heart was pounding, both nervous and excited.

Scar took the lead and ran to the place where the figure was found. When he ran to the water's edge, the four flashlights illuminated the lake together.

It was obvious that someone was on the surface of the water just now, but there is no one now, so they must have hid in the water.

The four expanded their search area, but no one was found.

The waves blown by the evening wind beat against the shore of the lake, and the sound of crackling was especially loud in the dark night. Birds chirped from time to time in the center of the lake, suddenly loud and suddenly soft, and the atmosphere was a bit gloomy.

"Boss, did you really find someone?" He shrugged and asked in a low voice.

Scar said: "Can labor and management still tell lies? When I saw him, he was standing in waist-deep water with a bag in his hand. My flashlight happened to shine on his back. However, he soon disappeared. Hiding under the water."

Wang Xiaoyong is more experienced. He arranged four people to spread out, with a distance of about 20 meters between each person, and told everyone to pay attention to the situation on the lake and the shore at the same time, so as to prevent fish stealers from diving away from them and running away from both sides.

If the four of them spread out, the search area will be very wide. No matter how deep the fish thief can dive, he will not be able to cover such a long distance. No matter how hard he can hold his breath, he will always surface.

Then, the four people scattered on the shoreline of the lake about 100 meters away, and the four beams of light slashed back and forth across the lake surface and the lake shore.

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Liu Shouqing, who dived into the water, took out a 7-shaped transparent plastic tube from his waist, held one end of the tube with his mouth, and the other end of the tube came out of the water.

He then took out two small rubber stoppers from his pocket, plugged his nostrils, and then blew hard to blow out the water filled in the plastic tube, relying on the tube to breathe the air outside the water underwater.

He squatted down and dived to the west, always keeping in the shallow water area. When he dived for more than 150 meters, there was a small hill here, and the hill extended a little into the lake, causing the lake shore here to be closest to the center of the lake.

He stuck his head out of the water and saw that the flashlighters were not paying attention to him, so he climbed the hill and ducked into the woods.

After landing, Liu Shouqing did not go home, but under the cover of night, he came behind Wang Xiaoyong, Scar and others, hid by a bush, holding a small stone in his hand...

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More than 20 minutes passed, and the person who stole the fish was still not found. The distance between the four gradually shortened, and finally the four of them got together. Diarrhea asked, "Boss, did you really see someone?"

"Laozi lied to you, Laozi is a dog!" Scar scolded.

"It can't be a ghost, can it?" Shutou was already trembling.

"Xiaoyong, are there ghosts in Mirror Lake?" Scar asked tremblingly.

"Since I was a child, I have heard countless people who drowned in Jinghu Lake. Anyway, people drowned almost every year around Jinghu Lake." Wang Xiaoyong's vest was cold, but he was sweating.

The year before last, a family of three drowned in Jinghu Lake. At that time, Wang Xiaoyong went to see the scene.

The three drowned men were swollen and deformed, and it was summer, which attracted a lot of flies...

"Let's go back!" Diarrhea leaned closer to Scar, her voice trembling.

No one objected to the dysentery proposal, and the four hurried to the village.

They walked first, then ran, faster and faster.

The lake wind blows the woods, and the rustling sound is like a ghost sprinkling sand...

The thin Wang Xiaoyong ran at the end, and he yelled in horror: "Wait for me."

A stone hit and hit Wang Xiaoyong on the head...

"Oh my god! Help!" Wang Xiaoyong suddenly went limp and fell to the ground, dropping the iron rod in his hand.

Scar, flat head, and dysentery had no choice but to run back. The three lifted Wang Xiaoyong and ran towards the village...

Liu Shouqing walked to the place where Wang Xiaoyong fell, picked up the iron rod on the ground, and cursed: "You bastards, you are too tender to fight with you Uncle Liu!"

Liu Shouqing carried the iron rod and walked towards Jinghu Lake. Tonight, there were still three fish and shrimp cages that had not been harvested. He had to hurry up and send the fish to Lingnan Town before dawn...

On the way back to the company, Wang Xiaoyong touched the back of his head with his hand. He felt it was sticky. He shined a flashlight on his hand and found that his hand was full of blood...

That night, Wang Xiaoyong had a high fever, and the next morning, his lips were burnt off a layer of skin. He was unconscious and kept shouting, "There are ghosts and ghosts..."

Scar told Wang Yuezhi about what happened in Jinghu Lake, and vowed that the person he met was definitely not a human being, otherwise, he would have been caught by him long ago...

There is no doubt that Xiaoyong was beaten by a ghost. This is much more serious than the general illness, and it is useless to go to the hospital.

Wang Yuezhi invited Wang Dalin, and Wang Dalin said that Wang Xiaoyong had too much miasma in his body and needed to use qigong therapy.

Wang Xiaoyong was wearing a pair of underpants, topless, sitting on the bed, eyes closed, his face was sallow, like a dead man.

His father, Wang Yuegen, supported his precious son, his eyes were swollen from crying.

Wang Dalin was five meters away, squatting in a horse stance, and exerted force towards Wang Xiaoyong with his hands in the shape of palms.

First, there are words in the mouth, the meaning of which is not understood by others, and then there is a howl of "huhahuha", accompanied by pushing palms.

Wang Dalin looked like he was struggling, his face was flushed, and he was sweating profusely, as if he was trying his best to fight the demon.

In the end, Wang Dalin closed his eyes tightly, stopped his movements slowly, adjusted his breath, and gradually returned to normal.

After the qigong treatment, Wang Dalin took out his miraculous medicine and asked Wang Xiaoyong to take it. Within an hour, Wang Xiaoyong's fever would subside, and he would be fully recovered when he woke up the next day.

One qigong treatment cost 240 yuan, Wang Dalin gave a discount and charged [-] yuan to Wang Yuezhi.

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Wang Dalin knows a little bit of medical skills. He can roughly see what disease the person who seeks help from Qigong therapy suffers from, and then prescribes the right medicine. With his sharp tongue and bluffing movements, he can successfully deceive the effect of the medicine into the essence of Qigong therapy. effect to confuse the visitor.

The medicine given to Wang Xiaoyong is actually Contac, a cold medicine. Open the capsule, pour out the powder, and mix it with a little plant ash, it becomes a panacea for difficult and miscellaneous diseases.

Sure enough, half an hour later, Wang Xiaoyong's fever subsided. After taking the medicine given by Wang Dalin twice, Wang Xiaoyong's illness was completely cured.

As a result, Wang Dalin became even more magical in Wang Yuezhi's mind.

Wang Yuezhi admired Wang Dalin so much, even if Wang Dalin farted, Wang Yuezhi felt that there must be a reason for the incident, and there must be a certain reason.

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(End of this chapter)