After Mu Qingli finished studying the chapter on poisonous insects in the Thousand Illusion Needle Techniques, she discovered that poisonous insects can be quite bizarre.
In addition to various known poisons that can be raised as poisonous insects, there are also some unknown creatures that are refined into poisons, and the harm they cause to humans is also strange.
It can cause illness, aging, headaches, dementia, disability, and all kinds of other conditions.
The poisonous insects recorded in "Thousand Illusion Needle Techniques" are extremely diverse, and even the ways of being poisoned are hard to guard against, and no step in removing them is simple.
Fortunately, the acupuncture methods recorded in this book can eliminate most poisonous insects.
For example, if the poisonous insects have invaded the brain, the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, or the five meridians and eight vessels, they can all be eliminated by acupuncture in Qianhuan Acupuncture.
She suspected that the existence of this book was just to restrain the poisonous insects. How could the author of this book know so much about the poisonous insects?
Mu Qingli flipped through the book again and again, but couldn't find the name of the author.
Most works are signed. This book has only the title and the main and auxiliary contents, and not a single word is redundant.
Mu Qingli, who was at school, was taken to the Fu family by Uncle Han, who was sent by Mr. Fu, in the afternoon.
Mu Qingli thought something had happened, so she quickly packed up and followed Uncle Han home.
Shenwazi hadn't seen Mu Qingli for a few days, and he was so happy to see Mu Qingli coming.
The greedy and protective ginseng kid piled all his snacks in front of Mu Qingli, and the two of them buried themselves in the snacks like two little hamsters.
Old Master Fu sat beside them, watching them eat with a smile on his face, and kept asking if it was enough.
"Xiaochuan, you're living a good life!" Mu Qingli couldn't help but praise Chan Wazi's wonderful life.
"Of course. Now I'm the king of the kids in this compound. My friends bring me snacks every day!"
"What? You ate all their snacks? That's not okay. Be careful or they'll come after you."
At this time, everyone cares about food, but Mu Qingli doesn't agree with Shen Wazi eating other people's food.
"Tsk! Am I such a superficial person? It was their parents who asked them to bring it to me!" said Shenwazi proudly.
"Oh? Why?" Mu Qingli was curious.
"They just want to curry favor with me, a young master!" said Chanwazi proudly with his head held high.
Mu Qingli didn't understand what was going on and looked at Mr. Fu in confusion.
"That's right..." Old Master Fu said slowly.
He told the story of Shenwazi's heroic deeds in the past few days. He gave classes in the compound all day long. People of all ages were used to listening to him talk about strange stories, secret histories, and some official history.
After investigation, they found that what Canwazi said was well-founded and most of the information could be verified. It was simply a mobile library of literature and history.
It even attracted some real authorities to attend the lectures.
Some people were not convinced at first, thinking that it was just a little kid talking nonsense, and that those adults were uneducated and were exaggerating and making the story sound supernatural.
At first, no one took it seriously. But then there was a historian who lived nearby. One weekend, he happened to walk here while taking a walk and came here out of curiosity.
From then on, he was hooked. After listening to it a few times, he discovered that many of the unsolved mysteries he had been studying were solved.
Once he spread this word, it became almost famous in the literary and historical circles of Kyoto.
Many experts in literature and history came to listen to Chanwazi's stories, taking notes while listening, preparing to use them as references and then go back to verify them.
In this way, students who come to study can come from all walks of life, including students, employees, officials, and experts in literature and history. As long as they hear about it, they will be curious, and as soon as they come, they will be attracted.
The parents in this compound are really willing to let their children follow Shen Wazi. From time to time, they bring snacks to make Shen Wazi happy, for fear that Shen Wazi will not play with their children!
As Mu Qingli listened to Mr. Fu's story, she felt like she was struck by lightning. "Stunned" was not enough to describe her mood at the moment.
I just let you go to kindergarten, and you have turned yourself into an expert in literature and history?
Looking at the arrogant look of Shenwazi, Mu Qingli felt extremely depressed. Some people have a much higher starting point than others!
Just because Chanwazi has a lifespan one or two thousand years longer than others, it can just pick an era to tell the story, and it will be enough for it to tell the story for a lifetime!
"Grandpa Fu! Just spoil it!" Mu Qingli was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
"Haha! Some people want Xiaochuan to join their association! Some schools even want Shenwazi to give lectures in school!" Grandpa Fu said proudly.
Such a treasure is priceless! Who wouldn’t love it?
"This child has the potential to become a great historian! Haha!" Mu Qingli joked with a smile.
"It already is!" Mr. Fu rarely teased Xiaochuan.
"By the way, Xiao Mu, Lao Luo has almost recovered and started to resume normal work. Now he knows what they went through! He should want to ask you for help. Our military also has this plan. After all, there is the precedent of Lao Luo's recovery! Over the years, our Haiguo has also been doing its best to treat those veterans, but the results are not ideal!" Grandpa Fu said with a sigh.
Mu Qingli nodded and said, "I've had this feeling for a long time, and I'm willing to lend a hand. I just don't know if we can solve all the problems. It still depends on all of us working together!"
"Leader! Leader Luo is here!" Uncle Han opened the door and led Grandma Luo and Old Man Luo in.
Mu Qingli and Mr. Fu were so engrossed in their serious conversation that they didn't even hear the knock on the door.
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