Village Doctor's Magic Hands

The formula for touching bones is handed down from inside to outside, and from male to female. This is an iron rule. Zhao Sanjin didn't even agree to Liu Jiaojiao's request to learn skills, let alone sun Huilan.

Liu Jiaojiao is young, beautiful, lively and lovely. In fact, if Zhao Sanjin really takes her as an apprentice, he will have to be with her often in the future. You touch me and I touch you, and take advantage of each other. Maybe if you take advantage of it, you can take a small flame of love. Why can't you worry about making money next to the big tree of the Liu family at that time?

Unfortunately, Zhao Sanjin only thinks of Lin Qingqing

At least for now.

"Aunt Huilan really wants to know?" greeted sun Huilan's full cut eyes, Zhao Sankin coughed and sold it.

Sun Huilan said impatiently, "look at you. Speak quickly."

"I learned the art of touching bones, whether it's healing or exorcising evil spirits. Of course, I rely on touching..." Zhao said casually.

"Touch?" Sun Huilan was stunned and said in surprise, "you mean you touched Qingqing's body in the room just now?"

After saying this, a faint blush rose on Sun Huilan's face.

Sun Huilan is close to 40 years old. Although she is a middle-aged woman, she can't help being ashamed to discuss the topic of "touching" with Zhao Sanjin in the daytime.

"Yes." Zhao Sanjin nodded and admitted, and asked, "the evil spirit is attached to Qingqing. How can I force the evil spirit out of her body if I don't touch her body?"

"But you, you..." Sun Huilan wanted to say that men and women don't love each other, but when it comes to her mouth, she doesn't mean to say it. Instead, she gulps the words and saliva back to her stomach, and then asks, "then you... Where did you touch Qingqing?"

"What about this?" Zhao Sankin couldn't help rolling his eyes and said with a bitter smile: "Qingqing's one-third acre of land is so big. I stayed in her house for half an hour. I touched what I should touch and what I shouldn't touch, and..."

At this point, Zhao Sanjin deliberately paused.

Sun Huilan blurted out, "and what?"

"And touched it more than once."

Zhao Sankin smiled faintly. When he said this, he raised his head slightly, looked up at the sky at an angle of 40 or 50 degrees, and his mouth involuntarily chirped twice. It seemed that his mind was recalling the scene of touching Lin Qingqing just now, and the saliva that was about to flow out at the corner of his mouth showed that he was still not satisfied, Obviously not enough.

"You child, it's not a thing to take advantage of Qingqing by taking the opportunity of treatment." Sun Huilan whispered a few words, and her face was red. She finally understood why everyone had to avoid when Zhao Sanjin just exorcised Lin Qingqing. She was afraid of being seen by Lin Decai and Miao Xiangzhu.

Sun Huilan's murmur was very low, but she still couldn't escape Zhao Sanjin's ears. Zhao Sanjin frowned and was a little upset. She said that Qingqing was the woman I had booked for a long time and would marry me as a wife in the future. Don't say I didn't really touch her just now. Even if I did, so what?

With his mouth turned, Zhao Sanjin said with a smile, "it seems that Aunt Huilan is very interested in the art of touching bones. Why, does aunt Huilan want to learn it?"

"Ah?"

Sun Huilan was stunned, raised her head and looked at Zhao Sanjin with a red face.

In fact, long before Zhao Dengxian died, sun Huilan showed a strong interest in the art of touching bones and treating diseases. After all, she also studied medicine and ate more than one meal with multiple skills. It's just that Zhao Dengxian has a strange temper and never takes apprentices. Coupled with her husband's opposition, she has no good intention to open her mouth.

Now that Zhao Dengxian has passed away, Zhao Sanjin is the only descendant of Zhao Dengxian. If you want to learn again, you can only come to Zhao Sanjin.

Sun Huilan walked around seven turns and eight turns. She didn't say anything for a long time, but she was broken by Zhao Sanjin's words. She was surprised. She couldn't help being happy. At the same time, she thought of Zhao Sanjin's words, and she was worried and hesitant.

Touching bones depends on the word "touching". Zhao Sanjin is just enough. He is a big man. He doesn't avoid medicine. He can take advantage of women when touching. But Sun Huilan is different. She is a woman. It's OK to touch women. If he treats men in the future and openly touches other men, what's the matter?

"If aunt Huilan really wants to learn, I can teach you. Teach hand-in-hand and make sure you can learn as soon as you learn." Zhao Sanjin's eyes were like electricity. He saw through sun Huilan's careful thinking at a glance, so he said deliberately.

Hands

Sun Huilan beat a drum in her heart and asked, "what's the teaching method?"

"I'll teach you to touch it. As the saying goes, practice makes perfect. If you touch more, you'll feel it naturally." Zhao Sanjin said with a smile.

"Touch... Touch who?" Sun Huilan's voice began to tremble.

Zhao Sanjin naturally said, "when teaching, I touch you and let you feel the taste of being touched from the perspective of a patient. When practicing, you touch me and let you experience the fun of touching others... In this way, you can quickly understand the mystery."

Click.

Hearing this, sun Huilan kept hanging in her throat. Her heart pounded wildly like falling into an ice cave and smashed in an instant.

Touch? Touch a fart. According to Zhao Sanjin's teaching method, it is estimated that the skill of touching bones and treating diseases will not be learned at that time. The vinegar jar at home must be overturned. If it is spread, it will be disobedient to women's morality and let others poke their spine and spit.

As a woman, in sun Huilan's opinion, fame and womanhood are obviously more important than learning crafts.

Three people make a tiger. People's words are terrible.

"That's still... Forget it, my aunt won't learn." Sun Huilan bent down and picked up the medicine box, shook her head, then turned and left.

Looking at Sun Huilan's flustered back, Zhao Sanjin was amused. When sun Huilan walked out more than ten meters away, he was still not satisfied. He didn't forget to shout: "if aunt Huilan figured out when and wants to learn again, come to me. I'll teach and teach without tuition..."

After Zhao Sanjin said these words, sun Huilan accelerated her steps and disappeared at the corner of the street like running away.

"I see if you dare to play the" bone touching formula "in the future..." Zhao Sankin glanced away and suddenly understood why the "bone touching formula" was passed on to men rather than women. If it was passed on to the opposite sex, it would be easy to touch something. However, before you got the demon refining pot, the "bone touching formula" had a taboo to keep the body of a child, which only allowed you to touch, not on, In that case, whether for the man in charge of "touching" or the woman in charge of "being touched", it is definitely a kind of fucking suffering.

Fortunately, Zhao Sanjin now got the demon smelting pot and broke the damn curse with the help of his grandfather!

"Three catties!"

He finally sent sun Huilan away. Zhao Sanjin turned and was about to go home. Wu Youneng suddenly came out of the Lin family and shouted at him.

Wu Youneng seemed to hear the conversation between Zhao Sanjin and sun Huilan just now. He looked at the intersection where sun Huilan disappeared, then grinned and scolded: "it's not easy, you little boy. Just take advantage of Qingqing under the banner of exorcism. Unexpectedly, even your aunt Huilan dares to flirt."

Zhao Sankin's face turned black and screamed bad.

Sun Huilan is Zhao Sanjin's elder. Zhao Sanjin just joked with her because of that. In fact, she didn't really tease her, but deliberately frightened her to completely give up the idea of learning the formula for touching bones.

But the Qing Dynasty is self-cleaning. Those words fall into Wu Youneng's ears, and their nature is different. What if Wu Youneng can go back and spread it?

"Uncle Wu, don't get me wrong. I just want to..." Zhao Sanjin explained quickly.

"Look, it scares you. Ha ha, don't worry. Uncle won't talk nonsense everywhere." Wu Youneng waved his hand and took the initiative to change the topic. "Uncle came to tell you that there is room for maneuver between you and Qingqing."

"What do you mean?" Zhao Sanjin was stunned.

"Uncle Lin and aunt Miao know that the evil doer is not dead, and it's on you. They are frightened, so they asked me to take a message for you..." Wu Youneng repeated the frightened dialogue between Lin Decai and Miao Xiangzhu to Zhao Sanjin with a smile, then lowered his voice and said in a low voice: "Although their tempers are getting worse, they are less daring. As long as the evil spirit is still there, they don't dare to offend you easily."

When talking, Wu Youneng handed Zhao Sanjin a "you know" look. It was obvious that there was something in the words.

How can Zhao Sanjin not hear the string sound outside these words?

"Uncle Wu wants me to take advantage of that evil and force uncle Lin and aunt Miao to marry Qingqing to me?" Zhao Sankin frowned and asked.

In fact, Zhao Sanjin had thought of this method long ago. He didn't even have to let Huang Xiaoyao out. If he really wanted to scare Lin Decai and Miao Xiangzhu, he could scare them half to death as long as he made room to go to the Lin family's vegetable field and sprinkle a bubble of urine and pee out a mutant cabbage.

But

The gentleman did something and didn't do something. Zhao Sanjin just wanted to relieve his depression when he peed last time. He didn't know that a bubble of his urine would have such great power, which was an unintentional loss. This time, the situation is urgent, and there is really no other way, so he asked Lin Qingqing to pretend to be evil. Would it be shameless to do so again?

"You have to do it yourself. Uncle didn't say anything." Wu Youneng is a personal expert. Of course, he won't speak too freely to avoid being caught.

Zhao Sanjin thought for a moment and immediately said, "I understand Uncle Wu's kindness, but... I think, emotion is a very pure thing. I can't use that kind of dirty means. I still want to marry Qingqing home with my own ability."

Bad?

Wu Youneng's old face was black, and he couldn't help scolding Zhao Sanjin for his hypocrisy and affectation, but on the surface, he provoked his thumb and said, "you boy, have seed!"