Lu Bao is three and a half years old, loved by the whole family

Seeing that Lu Bao and Xiao Bu ate so deliciously, everyone ate a lot more.

Du Heng also sniffed the things in front of him. Fang Nanxing hadn't seen Du Heng before, so he didn't understand how this man in ancient style would sit at the head of his house.

Fang Nanxing is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, and said to Du Heng with a smile: "Hello, handsome little brother, where did you make your shape, let me introduce it, and I will get one too."

Fang's father didn't expect Fang Nanxing to be so outspoken, so he said sharply to Fang Nanxing: "What are you talking about, you little bastard, this is Mr. Du, if you don't respect me, be careful and I'll beat you up!"

Fang Nanxing was so frightened that his neck shrank. Fang's father seldom spoke to him in such a harsh tone. It seemed that this time he really offended this old man.

But he is not old, Fang Nanxing was very puzzled, just when he was about to apologize, Du Heng said: "It's nothing, it's normal for children to be curious!"

Fang's father still smiled apologetically: "Children are ignorant, how tolerant you are!" After speaking, he gave Fang Nanxing a glare.

Fang Nanxing looked at Fang's father's attitude and understood that this old man Du must have a high status.

Du Heng waved his hand, saying that he doesn't care anymore.

After dinner, the whole family digested food in the courtyard, and it was still a bit chilly outside. They didn't stay long before returning to the house.

In the living room, Lu Bao and Du Heng were discussing her mother's condition and seeing when it would be appropriate to perform acupuncture.

Du Heng thought for a long time, then slowly said: "Now Zhuru's body is much better than before, so it will be two months later!"

Xiao Bu looked at Du Heng: "Don't you want to give the needle as soon as possible?"

Du Heng didn't look at Xiao Bu and said, "Two months later is the best time!"

Xiao Bu wanted to say something but was stopped by Fang's mother. She said, "Two months later, I also feel that my health is much better, and I don't feel tired after doing small things."

In fact, Du Heng has another idea. Lu Bao can learn the eighth needle of the ghost needle in two months, and whether he can reach the level of nine needles in two months.

If it can reach the level of nine needles, it will be safe. Not only Fang Mu's illness will be cured, but Lu Bao will not be harmed.

Lubao can only use eight needles now, but there are still certain risks.

Lu Bao knew what Du Heng meant, but her mother's condition was indeed much better. In the next few months, there would be no major problems with her health, and she was still here!
"Mom, don't worry, Lu Bao will definitely cure you!" Lu Bao said with a straight face while holding Fang Mu's arm.

Mother Fang touched Lu Bao's rounded face and said to her gently: "Mom believes in you, our Lu Bao is the most powerful ancient doctor!"

"Of course!" Lu Bao said without humility and pride, making everyone laugh.

Seeing that Fang Mu's treatment time had been confirmed, Du Heng left.

He lived 600 years ago, and although he lived very harmoniously in the Medicine Pavilion at that time, after all these years of loneliness, he no longer fit in with the lively crowd.

When Fang's father saw that Du Heng had left, he gave Fang's mother a look of wanting to leave, and Fang's father left after Fang's mother understood.

Father Fang followed Du Heng to the courtyard outside.

Du Heng found that Fang's father followed, he sat down in the courtyard, and gave a gesture for Fang's father to sit down too.

After Father Fang ordered his servants to prepare a pot of good tea, he sat down.

Fang's father didn't speak, and Du Heng didn't ask. Within 3 minutes, a servant came over with a pot of tea, and the fragrance of tea wafted over before he arrived.

The servant was about to make the tea, but Fang's father told him to leave, and made tea for Du Heng himself.

Du Heng took a sniff and spit out two words: "Good tea!"

"As long as you like it!"

Father Fang poured out the cup of tea and poured another cup for Du Heng.

Seeing Fang's father's respectful attitude, Du Heng still said: "You didn't come to me to buy me tea, did you? Just talk about something, you don't have to be so restrained!"

Fang's father's appearance made him look like an old monster with a bad temper. It is obvious that he is graceful, suave and suave.

Du Heng quickly regained his senses, and saw Fang's father said nervously and cautiously: "Mr. Du, I just want to ask you about Lu Bao!"

"Little girl? What's the matter with her?"

"Don't our Fang family and the Chen family have the ancestral motto of 'inherited from the celestial maiden'? Lu Bao...is she a celestial maiden?" Father Fang looked at Du Heng earnestly after finishing speaking.

Du Heng looked at Fang's father with interest, he didn't expect Fang's father to ask this, he almost forgot.

Fang's father looked at Du Heng's expression and had a bad premonition in his heart.

Du Heng sniffed the tea again, then slowly opened his mouth, and Fang's father quickly brewed it again.

"This inheritance doesn't necessarily belong to girls!"

Fang's father looked at Du Heng strangely, wondering why he said that. Could it be that the ancestral teachings for so many years are all false?
"This legend, I actually released it. I exhausted all my energy to pass these words to you two in the tone of my master."

Du Heng paused, if it wasn't for these few words, he wouldn't have fallen into a deep sleep. During this period of time, the Xuan Qi method was also lost, which made it impossible for future generations to use ghost needles.

Du Heng picked up the teacup and smelled the fragrance of the tea, and then said: "The purpose of the heavenly girl's discovery is actually to prevent your two families from breaking up the incense. This is the only thing I can do for the master!"

Fang's father nodded and said in a low voice: "So that's the case, no wonder no inheritance has appeared for so many years!"

Du Heng shook his head: "No, there is inheritance, but only the master knows what it is, and I don't know!"

"There is really an inheritance, so is it possible for Lu Bao's talent to be inherited?" Fang's father's tone became a little uneasy.

Du Heng was also not sure if he said: "I don't know, but I think the little girl is very likely."

Ever since he came to Medicine Pavilion, he has never seen such a talented person, as if the ghost needle doesn't need to study hard, it will come naturally.

Even the patriarch of Medicine Pavilion doesn't have this kind of talent, Lu Bao was born for ghost needles.

"Look, Mr. Du, what's the talent of my incompetent son?" After talking with Du Heng for so long, Fang's father found that Du Heng was actually quite approachable, and he was no longer restrained in his speech as before.

"Lao Liu's talent is good. After he practiced Xuanqi for a while, he can start to practice ghost hand acupuncture."

Fang's father burst out laughing when he heard this, the sixth child's talent is indeed very good, in this case, his Fang family will have two people who can use ghost needles.

"There is also Lao Jiu, his talent is better than Lao Liu, you must cultivate it well!" Du Heng is also a person who loves talents, such a good seedling cannot grow crooked.

"Old Nine? Do you mean Old Nine?" Father Fang asked repeatedly in disbelief.

Du Heng nodded, "It's Lao Jiu. His talent is only second to the little girl. In fact, as long as you practice the profound energy method to a high level, you can all practice ghost hand acupuncture. It's just that those with poor talent can't reach the top of the tower, but If you don’t have a bit of talent, it’s completely useless!”

Du Heng's words were like a blockbuster, directly blooming in Fang's father's mind. He stood there for a long time without recovering, and he didn't even notice that Du Heng had left!