Chu Yanran took Ling Feng into a nearby restaurant. She did not ask Ling Feng for advice, ordered some things casually, and sat down face to face with Ling Feng.

Ling Feng didn't speak, and Chu Yanran was even less interested in communicating with a lunatic, and the two of them were so silent. After a few minutes, the waiter finally brought the first dish - duck and soybeans.

Ling Feng was not humble, so he picked up the chopsticks and ate it. He was indeed a little hungry, especially after taking a shower, and his appetite was even more intense. Chu Yanran didn't need to care about the gentlemanly demeanor with a lunatic, so he also picked up a bean and put it in his mouth.

The two of them had supper in silence. Of course, Chu Yanran went to check out the bill, but before leaving, Ling Feng suddenly spoke. He said to the waiter: "Can you give me a lighter?"

The waiter was quite good at doing business and asked with a smile: "Then do you want cigarettes? The cigarettes here are at the same price as supermarkets."

"No, just have a lighter." Ling Feng's expression was very clear.

The waiter's mouth moved, but he still took out a lighter with the restaurant advertisement printed from the drawer. Ling Feng took the lighter and put it in his pocket, and turned his eyes to Chu Yanran, which meant he was asking, where to go next?

But Chu Yanran was staring at her in surprise and said, "If you don't smoke, why do you want a lighter?"

"Are you afraid that I will set the fire?" Ling Feng raised his eyebrows and asked faintly.

Chu Yanran blinked her eyes. To be honest, she was really a little worried. Fortunately, she kept staring at him and there should be no trouble. So she ignored it, took Ling Feng's hand, walked out of the small restaurant, and then took a car and headed to the West Railway Station.

There were no more Gaoke to Haitian, so Chu Yanran had to buy two train tickets, and it took half an hour to leave. She found a quiet corner in the waiting hall and sat on the bench with Ling Feng.

Ling Feng didn't say a word. He planned to take advantage of this time to check his lame leg. If the lame leg's meridians still have no reaction under the stimulation of acupuncture, then if you want to cure, you must at least reach the level of Qi refining and use spiritual power to assist in the treatment. Only by reaching the second level of Qi refining can Ling Feng use silver needles as a carrier to apply spiritual power to the acupoints.

In order to relieve boring time, Chu Yanran planned to continue watching "Love in Late Autumn". She really yearned for the perfect love in this book. Although it may not be true, as long as she can get true love, she is willing to go through hardships like the male and female protagonists. However, she has been born in a family that puts power and money first, and perhaps this is the main reason why she has always had a little melancholy temperament.

After reading the book for a while, Chu Yanran put her phone back in her bag and she wanted to go to the bathroom. You can't take Ling Feng with you too, right? So she said to Ling Feng as if coaxing a child: "I'll go to the bathroom, sit here and wait for me, and come back later."

Ling Feng nodded silently. After Chu Yanran left, he slowly rolled his left leg trouser to the base of his legs, took out a pack of acupuncture and the lighter from his pocket. After unzipping the acupuncture bag, there was a crisp sound, and Ling Feng fired the lighter. Although Chu Yanran had just walked not far, she didn't hear the noise in the waiting hall, otherwise she would have to come back and "confiscate" Ling Feng's lighter, and she always felt a little unsafe when she asked a mentally ill patient to bring the lighter.

He pulled out a silver needle more than an inch long and burned it on the fire to disinfect it. Then Ling Feng skillfully stabbed the silver needle into Zusanli acupoint. Immediately afterwards, Ling Feng stabbed another needle into the three acupoints of Yinlingquan, Diji and Sanyinjiao. After pondering for a while, more than a dozen needles were gone. But he didn't know that in a corner, a middle-aged man was looking at him with an incredible expression.

A minute later, Ling Feng frowned slightly. Because the needles were inserted, one of the meridians had no obvious feeling. The reason why he could still walk was due to the still-controlled ability of other meridians. How could he not be lame?

To heal this lame leg, it is necessary to open up this blocked meridian. By practicing the Qingming Art, it will have a certain effect. After all, after the spiritual power of heaven and earth evolves into true energy, it has an instinctive repair function. However, according to the current situation, it is necessary to reach the second level of Qi condensation realm, and use the method of spiritual needles to open the meridians to solve the problem faster and more effectively.

However, Ling Feng was not anxious. This would not affect his mood, nor would he affect his original martial arts. The reason why he wanted to restore martial arts was because before reaching the peak of Qi Condensation, all spells could not be used, which made Ling Feng feel insecure. Although this is a legal society, the iron law of bullying the weak and fearing the strong, and the strong are everywhere. Young Master Feng was beaten repeatedly and even broke his legs, which is a living example. If something really happens in the future, he will have the ability to protect himself. This is also the survival consciousness inherent in Ling Feng's cultivation world for many years.

Since the inspection was found, Ling Feng quickly put up the needle and put down his trouser legs, put it in his pocket with the lighter, and closed his eyes. Despite the noise in the hall, Ling Feng was alone in his heart, waiting for the moment when the train started.

At this time, a middle-aged man in his fifties suddenly appeared in front of Ling Feng. He said straight to the point: "Little brother, your acupuncture method is very good. Can you tell me who your teacher is? I want to visit and learn if I have the chance."

"My teacher is gone." Ling Feng finished speaking indifferently, and his master Luo Yixian's voice, appearance and smile immediately appeared in his mind. He suspected that his master's death was related to the skeleton seal.

The middle-aged man didn't care whether Ling Feng was saying true or not. He was persistent and took out a business card from his arms and said, "This is my business card. Can you tell me your phone number?"

"Sorry, I don't have a phone call."

Ling Feng was telling the truth, but the middle-aged man immediately looked dark after hearing this, and he snorted coldly and left. How many people don’t have a cell phone these days? They obviously look down on others! How many people want to know themselves but still can’t line up? Today, they’re so cool. They even rubbed their hot old faces against others’ butts.

Ling Feng glanced at the middle-aged man's back and didn't care. At this time, he saw Chu Yanran coming back. She asked curiously: "Why does that person want you to call? Do you know him?"

"I don't know me. He saw that I was very skilled in acupuncture, so he wanted to know me."

Acupuncture? Still very clever?

Chu Yanran frowned slightly and was speechless immediately. It seemed that Feng Shao was indeed very sick. Although Chu Yanran did not know any acupuncture techniques, she also knew that learning acupuncture must be familiar with the meridians and acupoints of the human body, as well as which acupoint is related to which pathology, which requires memorization. Moreover, various acupuncture techniques, acupuncture identification, etc. must also have to work hard. Feng Shao, who even studied in high school, would patiently learn such boring things? This seems to be difficult to get involved with the arrogant and domineering Young Master Feng.

By the way, when he bought acupuncture before, didn’t he say he wanted to use acupuncture to check his lame leg? It seems that the main cause of his mental disorder is this lame leg.

Ling Feng saw that Chu Yanran didn't believe it, and was too lazy to explain it, because she couldn't explain it clearly, so she wouldn't believe the words of a lunatic.

At this moment, a girl shouted not far away: "Hey, Ranran, I really didn't expect to meet you here!"
Chapter completed!