Chapter 100: Tiangang 13 Needles

Regarding the Mu family's family affairs, Liu Lang originally didn't want to participate. After all, he and Mu Xueqing weren't real unmarried couples. This was the reason why he hadn't taken any action. But seeing Mu Zhengye jump over the wall, Liu Lang couldn't bear it anymore.
After comforting Mu Xueqing, Liu Lang stepped away and stood in front of Mu Zhengye and the foreign bodyguards.
The engagement of Liu Lang and Mu Xueqing was the most recent thing. Mu Zhengye didn't even know how he would know Liu Lang. When he saw that his way was blocked by someone, he rushed forward directly.
"Go away!"
In Mu Zhengye's view, he was able to cope with Liu Lang's small body, and he didn't need the bodyguard behind him to take action.
However, the facts were a little bit different from what he had imagined. Mu Zhengye tried his best to push Liu Lang away. After he touched Liu Lang's body, he realized that this is a human being, it is like a bronze wall.
Liu Lang didn’t move, but Mu Zhengye returned himself back. In fact, it didn’t matter if he came back. The key is that his luck was relatively bad, and his back just hit the corner of the table next to him, which almost didn’t hurt him. dead. Sit down on the ground and wailed.
Liu Lang is a bit of a trap.
His original intention didn't want to hurt Mu Zhengye. Mu Zhengye was Mu Xueqing's uncle after all. No matter how his family members beat him, it would be bad if he was an outsider.
Forgetting Mu Xueqing with an innocent look, Liu Lang realized that Mu Xueqing was not angry, but rather relieved, and he immediately relaxed.
"Kill this kid for me!" Mu Zhengye clutched his waist, grinning and commanding his foreign bodyguards.
Four foreign bodyguards were ordered to rush towards Liu Lang collectively.
Liu Lang vaguely felt a murderous aura, and his brows frowned slightly. The four foreign bodyguards gave him the same feeling as the mercenaries he met in Myanmar last time.
What exactly did Mu Zhengye have done abroad? He even snatched up a group of people who had blood on their hands.
The moment Liu Lang thought, the four foreign bodyguards had already rushed in front of him. Liu Lang was polite to Mu Zhengye because Mu Zhengye was Mu Xueqing's uncle, but Liu Lang would obviously not stay with these four foreigners. Hands up.
With three punches and two kicks, Liu Lang knocked four foreign bodyguards to the ground. The so-called elite is aimed at ordinary people. Liu Lang's dealing with this level of bodyguards is no different from dealing with children. The four foreign bodyguards who had lost the ability to resist were thrown out like little chickens, and Liu Lang clapped his hands back.
Except for Li Mengdong, everyone else looked stupid.
Mu Xueqing knew that Liu Lang could play, but it wasn't this way!
As for Mu Zhenghong, he didn't expect the future son-in-law to come forward at a critical moment.
Mu Zhengye looked at Liu Lang like a monster. No one knew the origins of the four foreign bodyguards better than him. Why was the mercenary elite who he regarded as gods so he couldn't help being beaten when he arrived in China? Is it because the soil is not acclimatized? Or is the jet lag not reversed?
Only Li Mengdong was more calm, because at the dinner table, Tan Lao personally said that Liu Lang could defeat Wu Shang. In fact, Li Mengdong didn’t know how powerful Wu Shang was, but Wu Shang was a member of that special organization. At one point, you can imagine its combat effectiveness. Therefore, Li Mengdong had expected Liu Lang to wipe out the four sturdy men with ease. However, there is still a certain difference between imagination and seeing it in person, and Li Mengdong is still quite shocked.
"Let's go, you are not welcome here!" Mu Xueqing said to Mu Zhengye on the ground after she recovered.
Mu Zhengye knew that he was completely planted today. He didn't say a word. He struggled to stand up, glanced at Liu Lang, as if trying to remember Liu Lang's appearance, and then pushed the door.
"Lao Li, I'm sorry, let you see the ugly things in your family." The trouble was finally resolved, and Mu Xueqing let out an apology to Li Mengdong.
"It doesn't matter, this kind of inexperienced person should learn a lesson." Li Mengdong waved his hand. He still remembered that when he entered the door, Mu Zhengye said that Chinese medicine is inferior to Western medicine.
"Then ask Mr. Li to take a look at my father's illness!" Mu Zhenghong walked over and said respectfully.
Under the leadership of Mu Zhenghong, a few people entered the inner room. Father Mu was half lying on the bed, looking out. The movement outside had obviously disturbed him.
"Zhenghong, what happened just now, why is it so noisy?" Elder Mu asked weakly.
"It's okay." Mu Zhenghong was afraid of irritating the old man, so he didn't dare to say that Mu Zhengye was here. Instead, he invited Li Mengdong to the bed and said to his father: "Master, Xueqing has invited Li Mengdong and Mr. Li and here you are. see a doctor."
"The master of Chinese medicine ?" Although he was already in bed, Mr. Mu was not confused yet.
"I can't call it a master, come, I will give you a pulse." Li Mengdong sat down in front of the bed and put his hand on Mr. Mu's wrist.
Mu Zhenghong and Mu Xueqing's father and daughter looked at Li Mengdong nervously, hoping to discover something from Li Mengdong's expression, but Li Mengdong was always expressionless.
After a long time, Li Mengdong put down Mr. Mu's hand. However, he signaled everyone to go out. After all, there are things that cannot be said in front of the patient.
"According to the pulse, I suspect that what Mu Lao got is a rare disease. This disease is not difficult to treat. It is recorded in some ancient books, and it has given prescriptions that can cure the disease, but the elderly are now He is too old and the prescription is so fierce that he can't bear it." When he came outside, Li Mengdong explained the situation.
Listening to the front, Mu Zhenghong and Mu Xueqing were both happy, but when Li Mengdong finished speaking, they were disappointed again. It is too depressing if there are medicines but they can't be used.
"Is there a solution?" Liu Lang on the side asked.
"There is one method, and that is to seal Mu Lao's eight channels of odd meridians with acupuncture, and then apply medicine to ensure that the strength of the medicine is within his tolerance. This acupuncture method for sealing the eight channels of the odd meridian is called Tiangang 13 Acupuncture, I haven't gotten home until today. I may only succeed three or four times in ten times. With Mu Lao’s physical condition, I have only one chance to apply acupuncture, and if the injection fails, it may cause great damage to his body. Hurt." Li Mengdong sighed.
Li Mengdong is known as the world’s first needle, and his acupuncture technique is reputed as a must. However, Li Mengdong himself never dared to be proud, because his teacher passed him a set of inverses that can block the eight channels of the odd meridian. The Heaven Needle Method, named Tiangang Thirteen Needles, had been immersed in it for decades, but he still couldn't perform it easily.
This is due to talent and has nothing to do with hard work.
Li Mengdong understands that he was able to become the first person in this era in acupuncture and moxibustion, largely because there are fewer and fewer people studying acupuncture and moxibustion. There are many people with higher talents in this world, but Because he has never been in contact with acupuncture from beginning to end, his talent has never been discovered.
Over the years, Li Mengdong has also been looking for suitable heirs, wanting to pass on the 13 needles of Tiangang, but it is like finding a needle in a haystack, and he has never found a suitable young man.