Village Doctor's Magic Hands

Seeing Liu Jingtian and Suzuki Saburo who woke up one after another, Zhao Sankin finally fell to the ground. Only then did he leave the bedroom. In the living room, Grandpa Zhang, who turned away from guests, had put the warm tea cups in order and waited for the tea.

"The fragrance of tea overflows everywhere. Tea is good tea, but I don't know how the tea maker is." the fresh fragrance of tea makes Zhao Sanjin feel relaxed and happy. Watching Grandpa Zhang pour into the rising tea cups one by one, he couldn't help making a little joke.

"What's the matter? It's not good to drink?" Grandpa Zhang looked at Zhao Sanjin's strange expression and asked curiously.

"It's not good to drink. What he said doesn't count." before Zhao Sanjin could speak, the bedroom door upstairs slowly opened.

If you don't see him, you'll hear his voice first. This person is naturally Liu Jingtian.

The sudden appearance of Liu Jingtian and Suzuki Saburo stifled Zhao Sanjin's words. However, Zhao Sanjin could only taste the tea in his hand.

"It seems that they have recovered almost." Grandpa Zhang raised his head and looked at the forehead of Liu Jingtian and Suzuki Saburo. After they were sure, he laughed happily.

"Thank you for your help." Liu Jingtian didn't hurry to serve a cup of tea and taste it when he walked into the living room, but took the lead in bowing and thanking.

Etiquette is etiquette. Rules can't be disordered.

"It's all right." Grandpa Zhang obviously didn't mean to pretend to force in front of Liu Jingtian and Suzuki Saburo. Just like he did to Zhao Sanjin just now, he pushed two cups of tea to Liu Jingtian and Suzuki Saburo and said with a smile: "want to taste it?"

"Ha ha, you have to taste this tea." Liu Jing was naturally cheerful. He directly brought a cup and sat on the sofa, pointed to the tea in his hand, and said with a smile: "this West Lake Longjing is a selection picked before the Ming Dynasty. The buds and leaves are tender, green and fragrant. It's rare. Even my Liu family only has half a catty."

When Liu Jingtian said this, the pain on his face was true. Tea before the Ming Dynasty was as expensive as gold. Even if there was no better channel, he couldn't buy it even with money.

"In that case, I'll taste it too." although Suzuki Saburo is also a tea lover, he doesn't regard tea as life as Liu Jingtian. However, since Liu Jingtian is full of praise for good tea, he must taste it.

"Good tea."

"Good tea."

Liu Jingtian and Suzuki Saburo both took a sip of tea at the same time. The fragrance lingered from their mouth to their heart for a long time, so that they sighed with one voice.

"I'm asking you to help me, but I still don't know what's going on." I drank the tea and said my gratitude. Now Grandpa Zhang is here, and Liu Jingtian will not miss a good opportunity to find out the facts.

Grandpa Zhang put the cup back on the tea set and said, "your body has been attacked by autopsy."

Hearing the speech, a look of lingering fear appeared on both faces.

Maybe it's nothing terrible for them to fight with real swords and guns, but it's impossible to prevent corpse poison, which can kill people invisible.

It is conceivable that if Zhao Sanjin did not find Grandpa Zhang to save him, the result of waiting for them can be imagined.

"Well, how can there be corpse poison?" I was terrified, but fortunately everyone was safe now. Therefore, after regaining consciousness, Liu Jingtian subconsciously asked.

Sure enough, as soon as this remark came out, Suzuki Saburo and Suzuki naiko, who had never returned to their senses, were inspired by it and looked at Grandpa Zhang with incredible eyes.

"The small lawn in front of master duanchen's villa is a 'ghost array', and it is still a powerful 'ghost array' that even Grandpa Zhang can't break."

Grandpa Zhang threw this problem directly to Zhao Sanjin. Naturally, he got a bad eye. However, Zhao Sanjin said it seriously.

Hearing the speech, the three people immediately changed color for it. They never dreamed that master duanchen would be so crazy that he arranged a terrible ghost array in front of his villa.

"That's true." obviously, although the three people had no obvious objection to Zhao Sanjin's statement, they still turned their attention to Grandpa Zhang.

"Last night, I had a preliminary peek with Xiao Zhao. This is a veritable 'lock ghost array'. However, the number of guiding stones is a little too large. In addition, the dead are all women whose Yin Qi has been absorbed. Therefore, master duanchen is the key to breaking this array."

Grandpa Zhang reluctantly spread his hand, swallowed the last tea in the blue and white porcelain cup into his throat, and comfortably vomited a mouthful of turbidity. After telling the people the facts, he didn't turn his head. He looked at Liu Jingtian and Suzuki Saburo and asked, "glutinous rice dispels evil spirits and tea turns poison. How do you feel now?"

"What?" Grandpa Zhang's words, obviously, Liu Jingtian and Suzuki Saburo were stunned and couldn't help shouting.

"Shennong tasted all kinds of herbs and met 72 poisons every day. He got tea and solved it." Grandpa Zhang smiled mysteriously, pointed to the remaining half cup of tea in Suzuki Saburo's tea cup and said, "tea is a good thing. It can detoxify, poison and understand the Tao."

"The corpse poison on you all depends on the West Lake Longjing before the Ming Dynasty." Grandpa Zhang looked at half a kilo of West Lake Longjing tea picked by him before the Ming Dynasty.

"China is a vast land of Shenzhou. Indeed, there are countless capable people and different scholars." even in Suzuki Saburo's eyes, he showed a look of respect this time. He put the remaining half cup of tea into his throat and sighed.

"It's just that there's something wrong with the taste of the tea?" although Zhao Sanjin agrees with Grandpa Zhang, he just doesn't know why. Compared with the tea made by Zhao Dengxian, it's always a little worse.

But Zhao Sanjin had to tell him what was wrong, but he couldn't say it again. Helpless, he had to throw this question to Grandpa Zhang to answer.

"What's wrong?" Grandpa Zhang smiled. He didn't feel dissatisfied with Zhao Sanjin's words. On the contrary, he took the initiative to ask, "the tea is not fragrant enough, the taste is not enough, or does it have that lasting appeal?"

Grandpa Zhang is a smart man. He never believes that anyone in the world can be talented without a teacher. Even Zhao Sanjin firmly believes that there is a great teacher standing behind him.

The reason why he asked is that Grandpa Zhang can guess that the taste in Zhao Sanjin's mouth is wrong. It must be the tea made by his master, which is more memorable.

Zhao Sanjin's face was tangled for a long time. Finally, he just smiled bitterly and threw four words enough for everyone to faint: "I can't say it."

"Tea, which grew up in the wind and rain, was bred in the fog and refined in the frying pan, but it was better than good wine and coarse grain in the countryside."

Grandpa Zhang stood up slowly, looked at Zhao Sanjin with confused eyes and said patiently, "the world often understands the Tao with tea and wakes up with tea."

"But I completely forgot that everyone can feel almost the same, which is like the taste of tea..."

Grandpa Zhang reached out and touched Zhao Sanjin's head. Looking at Zhao Sanjin's meditative appearance, he didn't continue to talk. After thanking Liu Jingtian and Suzuki Saburo, he left Liu Jingtian's villa with Ye Zhimo.

This time, for Zhao Sanjin, it may not be as enjoyable and hearty as a real battle with an expert like Suzuki Saburo or Liu Jingtian.

However, there is one thing that can not be denied, that is, Zhao Sanjin did not do it, but also understood a lot of things.