Ye Yuan frowned, and as soon as the old man said it, he understood what was strange.

The old man's mortal enemy is this master, so he will definitely not admit his mistake. The cave of the Tibetan Yin Na corpse is absolutely intact, but there are no zombies in it. This is understandable. After all, there are no demons and evil sects in Youzhou, but the Great Wei Dynasty is controlled by the evil cultivators. Some evil cultivators of the scattered cultivators must not dare to do anything in crowded places.

This hidden Yin-Suokao corpse hole is not cultivated by zombies, and it is understandable that it is abandoned, but there is no yin energy inside it, which is very strange. After the hidden Yin-Suokao corpse hole is constructed, it will automatically absorb the surrounding Yin energy. Where such things are there, the climate is generally dry and hot. Even at night, you will not feel any coldness.

This is also what Ye Yuan was puzzled before. Now that he heard the old man say this, he is basically sure that the things in this town that can affect his soul cultivation must be related to this cave of Tibetan Yin Na corpse. There is no zombies or yin energy in the cave of Tibetan Yin Na corpse. It is as strange as at noon on the third summer day, when the sun shines under the scorching sun.

Seeing the old man frowning and silent, Ye Yuan chuckled and said, "Don't worry, the master of the Soul of the Corpse will never appear in Youzhou. Even if there are, at most, it will only be a small character who accidentally got some secrets, what are you afraid of!"

The old man was so angry that he jumped up and said, "Who is afraid? What do you mean I am afraid! Boy, please make it clear!"

Ye Yuan didn't say anything, and sat directly at the table, dipped a little ink on a large brush, waved his wrist, wrote a big medical word on the paper, hung it at the table, and then sat down and waited for the patient to come to the door.

The old man found something boring and stopped talking.

For an hour, no patient walked forward. Sometimes there were people who watched, but did not dare to come forward. Ye Yuan thought for a moment, then pulled out a piece of paper again, showed a smile, waved his pen, and wrote: "One copper plate, it's not good to charge money."

After writing it, I hung it on both sides of the table. There were more people watching it now. This was originally the center of the town, and there were more than a dozen people watching.

Most of the time I saw this copper plate, I was moved, but no one came up. Finally, after a while, a man in his fifty years old gritted his teeth, walked to the table, and said, "Is this adult a doctor?"

Ye Yuan nodded.

The man hesitated for a moment and said, "How does this master count the copper plate?"

Ye Yuan stretched out a finger and said, "The medical fee is a copper plate. If I need medicine, if I have it, I will give it for free."

This man looked like a poor family, with dark and rough skin, and a thick knotted dress, and there were many patches. Some places were even a little damaged due to the excessive washing of the pulp.

However, the old man unexpectedly took out a chair and moved it over, which made Ye Yuan look at it with admiration.

"Sit down! Extend your hand and tell me where you feel uncomfortable."

As soon as the man sat down, he seemed to relax a little, and hurriedly said, "Sir, I don't know what's wrong with my left arm, but I just can't use my strength. As long as I get the strength, I feel very painful."

Ye Yuan nodded, his three fingers trembled gently, and after about ten breaths, he said, "It's okay, you're just getting some wind. In addition, you're overworked. I'll give you a few needles and pinch it a few times. I don't even have to take medicine."

He turned around and said to the old man: "Is there any problem to turn the wood into a wooden needle last time?"

The old man's mouth twitched and said, "Okay."

The old man with both hands retracted into his sleeves, reached out and took out the golden nanmu wooden strip last time, stretched out his hand and rubbed it casually a few times. The secondary board of a minister from the Qin Dynasty turned into more than a dozen slender wooden needles.

Then he took out a jade box again, put the dozen wooden needles in it, and then handed it out and handed it over to Ye Yuan.

Ye Yuan opened the jade box and smashed his mouth in admiration. Although this kind of low-level material condensation and extraction is not considered, it is not something Ye Yuan can do now, and only the old man, the former master, can complete it so easily.

He stood up, walked to the man's side, pinched the man's shoulder with one hand and the man's left arm with the other, and said, "It's going to be done soon."

Before he finished speaking, his hands suddenly exerted force, and his hands shook suddenly, instantly removing all the joints of the man's left arm. Before the man could even feel the pain, Ye Yuan's hands exerted force and connected the joints again. His hands quickly pinched his left shoulder to his left arm for more than a dozen times.

At this time, the man felt a severe pain and screamed, but he could not feel the severe pain immediately. A swelling from the left shoulder to the left arm slowly appeared.

Ye Yuan finally let go of the man's shoulders and took out nine golden nanmu wooden needles. His wrist trembled slightly. In a flash, the nine wooden needles pierced from the man's left shoulder to his fingers.

Ye Yuan gently twisted the wooden needle, and after a while, he pulled it out one by one, and said, "Okay, you can try it, there is no problem, but you'd better take a day off and recover, otherwise you'll be easily injured again."

After the man tried it, he could no longer feel the pain. He couldn't help but feel happy, bowed and bowed to thank Ye Yuan.

Ye Yuan smiled and said, "The medical fee is one copper coin."

The man then hurriedly took out a purse and stuffed it into Ye Yuan's hand. Ye Yuan took out one, and returned the rest to the man, saying, "I said one, and I only took one."

This time, the surrounding people were surprised to exclaim: "Da Mengzi's shoulder has hurt for a long time. Now he can't even do work. Unexpectedly, he was actually cured!"

"That's right, the clinic in the town is too expensive. Da Mengzi couldn't bear to spend money. Unexpectedly, he was really cured!"

The old man stood behind and looked at it. In the eyes of others, Ye Yuan just pinched and slapped a few needles and cured it magically. However, the old man understood that Ye Yuan just now directly removed the joints of the man from his left shoulder to his left hand, and then reassembled it, and then used acupuncture to smooth the meridians on the man's left arm. The technique was so rough and bold that it was extremely rough.

"Everyone practices medicine has that kind of ruthless spirit!"

After seeing off this man, patients began to appear around him. Ye Yuan understood what happened just now. The man had all the veins. The tendons and veins were dislocated and the meridians were also dislocated and blocked. If it was an ordinary method, it would not be cured without a month. If it was slower, it would take more than three months to recover. If it was allowed to develop, something would happen to such a man who worked hard sooner or later.

After curing seven or eight patients, the sky began to dim, the crowd began to dissipate, feeling the weakening of the yang energy and the rising of the yin energy, Ye Yuan prepared for his actions tonight.

At this time, more than a dozen people suddenly put Ye Yuan's small stall. One of the men with thin body and high cheekbones walked to the table and said, "Where did the wild boy come from? Don't you know the rules here?"

As he said that, he grabbed his hand to the jade box containing the medical fee and wooden needles on Ye Yuan's table.
Chapter completed!