Yin-Yang Magical Skills [Qing Nang Corpse Clothes Part 2: Ghost Pot]

The warm sunlight shone on Song Diweng's body and penetrated into his heart. He unexpectedly found the "Fenghou Tomb" that he had been searching for for a long time. As the saying goes, "No matter how hard you try, you still can't find it, but when you get it, it's effortless." A long-lost smile appeared on his face.

"What are you laughing at?" the Hakka nanny asked in a cold voice.

Song Diweng suddenly sighed and was about to answer, but his heart suddenly tightened, thinking that something was wrong, so he changed the subject and asked nervously, "Nizi and Jia Shiming have already entered the 'Fenghou Tomb', right?"

"Master Jia?" The Hakka nanny was stunned, shook her head, and replied, "No, only Nizi is alone."

Song Diweng thought about it and understood immediately. Ha, the cunning Taoist priest Jia had instructed the little girl Nizi to steal the "ghost pot" from the "Fenghou Tomb", while he hid in the detention center to avoid suspicion. Once Nizi succeeded, he would immediately escape from prison and flee with the little girl and the "ghost pot". What a "secret operation"…

"Let go of the old woman's disciple. I have already told you everything you wanted to know." The Hakka nanny said in a calm tone.

"I'm not in a hurry, Hakka nanny. As long as you lend a helping hand and cure Ziyun's 'worm poison', I will naturally not make things difficult for the child." Song Diweng said coldly.

There was a series of loud noises behind him. Song Diweng turned his head and saw that the neck of the sturdy man in the blue police uniform suddenly stretched several times longer, opened his bloody mouth, and suddenly bit towards him…

Song Diweng was shocked and kicked out with lightning speed. After all, he was a top-notch master in the martial arts world. He remained calm in the face of danger and reacted extremely quickly. The kick hit Xiong Dahai on the chin.

Xiong Dahai was eager to save his young master, but his sneak attack failed and he was kicked hard. Fortunately, the head on his long neck had the excellent elasticity of the Yin-Yang Magic Power and swung backwards, dissipating most of the force. Even so, his jaw was immediately dislocated.

"Haha, it turns out that Hakka Nanny's subordinates are actually worms!" Song Diweng laughed.

During this period of relaxation, Shen Caihua felt a lightness on his head, and his mind suddenly became much clearer. He blurted out the first move of his most familiar "Lard Magic Skill": "Hehe Na, Jie Jie huan huan pu…" He raised his palms and concentrated his mind on the top of his head. An invisible aura lifted up Song Diweng's chubby hands…

Song Diweng immediately felt something was wrong, and hurriedly increased his internal strength to press down, but he couldn't do it. His palm was always an inch away from the child's Baihui acupoint, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

At this moment, the incantation in Shen Caihua's mouth suddenly changed: "毳毴毵毶毷毸毹毺毻毼毽毾毵氀……氁氂氃氋氄氅氆氇……," and he moved his hands back and forth as if sawing, and then cut with the backhand. It turned out to be his most proud killer move "No Poison, No Man's Avatar".

Song Diweng suddenly felt a chill under his crotch. He lowered his head and looked hurriedly. The crotch of his navy blue Zhongshan suit was already covered with tatters of cloth, mixed with dozens of curly yellow hairs. He was shocked for a moment, his face changed drastically, and he quickly covered his crotch with his hands and jumped out of the circle, looking very embarrassed.

"No poison, no man" is the most insidious move in the "Zhuyou Magical Art", which specifically attacks the external genitalia of men and women. After Guo Pu successfully created this move, he laughed for three days.

Song Diweng was over ninety years old. He had learned the "Shaolin Boy's Kung Fu" since he was young and had never married. His penis had long since shrunk and hidden in his abdominal cavity. Therefore, Shen Caihua's "No Poison, No Man" only sawed through his crotch and shaved off his dry pubic hair. Although it did not hurt his vital parts, it still scared him out of his wits.

The Hakka nanny nodded with satisfaction. Little Caihua was now able to deal with the top masters in the martial arts world on his own. But she also saw clearly that in the time of crisis, it was Xiong Dahai who stepped forward and distracted Song Diweng, which gave Caihua the opportunity.

"Xiong Dahai, let me take a look at your injuries," the Hakka nanny turned to Xiong Dahai and said, while examining his head, comforting him, "It's okay, it's just a dislocated jaw." After that, she pinched his cheeks and jaw, clasped her hands together, and with a crisp "click", she put the fallen jaw back in place.

"Thank you, master." Xiong Dahai said gratefully, then shook his head and retracted his neck with a "ga ga ga".

"Xiong Dahai, the worms in your body have grown into insects. I can't get rid of them for you. Wait until you have a chance to see someone who will definitely cure you." The Hakka nanny said with a sigh.

"Master, who is that person?" Xiong Dahai asked excitedly. It would be great to be able to be a normal person again.

"Zhu Hansheng from Nanshan, Wuyuan." The Hakka nanny replied.

At this moment, Song Diweng had already realized that he was no match for the Hakka nanny and her apprentice. In the fight between the martial arts world, if you can't beat them, the wise one must be able to retreat without losing face.

"Madam Hakka, I am ashamed. It is true that 'the new generation pushes the old generation forward'. A new talented young man has appeared in the world and almost ruined my childhood. Hahaha, this is also due to your good teaching." Song Diweng complimented her while thinking about a way out.

The Hakka nanny felt a little uncomfortable and snorted.

Song Diweng immediately showed admiration on his face and continued to speak kindly: "Madam Hakka, I am convinced of my defeat today. May I ask what kind of kung fu this child used?"

"The magic of lard." Shen Caihua replied with a grin.

"Ah! The magic of Zhuyou…" Song Diweng said in astonishment, "'That corpse is your corpse, there is no corpse and no breath, what do you want to see the corpse, the ghost pot Zhuyou…' So you are the descendants of Guo Pu?"

"That's right, old lady." The Hakka nanny admitted with considerable pride.

Song Diweng thought for a moment and said with a look of regret: "I am Song Diweng, the president of the Chinese Archaeological Association. The country has been trying to find the 'Fenghou Tomb' five thousand years ago and unearth the 'Ghost Pot', a national treasure, but unfortunately we have never been able to do so. This is really a regret for us archaeologists for many years…"

"What on earth is the 'ghost pot'?" The Hakka nanny became more and more curious.

"Well…" Song Diweng coughed dryly, then continued, "According to Ji Xiaolan's Notes from Yuewei Thatched Cottage in the Qing Dynasty, the 'ghost pot' is a kind of instrument similar to the 'xun', which can produce five tones, namely jiao, zhi, gong, shang, and yu, corresponding to the five elements of wood, fire, earth, gold, and water. In ancient China, there was a technique called 'five-tone therapy', which is connected to the functional activities of the corresponding organs in the human body (liver, heart, spleen, lungs, and kidneys) and the five emotions of human beings (anger, joy, thought, worry, and fear)."

"I'd like to hear the details." The Hakka nanny said with interest.

Song Diweng glanced at the Hakka nanny and continued to explain: "The Jiao tone has the properties of wood energy, and is mainly used to treat internal depression of Qi; the Zhi tone is characterized by fire energy, and can prevent the Qi from sinking; the Gong tone is pure earth energy, and balances the disorder of the rise and fall of Qi; the Shang tone has the characteristics of gold energy, and can prevent the dissipation of Qi; the Yu tone is the embodiment of water energy, which is beneficial to prevent the upward or excessive inflammation of Qi. In short, the five tones can affect the movement of human Qi and reopen the door of Yin and Yang. Ji Xiaolan once asserted that this 'ghost pot' is the ancient 'ancestor of Zhuyoushu'." The Hakka nanny was silent after hearing this, and after a moment she slowly said: "So speaking of the Yin and Yang magic , you are from the official (harmonious?) land (harmonious?) party."

Song Diweng nodded seriously.

The Hakka nanny came from Taiwan (harmonious?). She heard from people that the mainland has had strict laws and harsh punishments for decades, with many taboos in all aspects, especially those concerning officials, who cannot be offended.

"Caihua, Dahai, let's go." The Hakka nanny said softly.

"Wait," Song Diweng observed the Hakka nanny's expression and found that she seemed to be timid, so he puffed out his chest, walked forward, and said loudly: "Hakka nanny, although I am a state employee, I am a person who attaches great importance to the code of conduct. Taoist Jia forced Nizi to flee, and it is very likely that he brought the national treasure 'Ghost Pot' with him. The Party and the country will never tolerate this kind of criminal behavior of stealing national cultural relics. How about this, you cooperate with me and arrest Jia Shiming together, I will recover the 'Ghost Pot' for the country, and you rescue the kidnapped girl Nizi, what do you think?"

The Hakka nanny was stunned and hesitated in silence.

"Now it is equivalent to you cooperating with the country, which will be of great benefit to you and your children in living, traveling and residing in the mainland in the future. Having said that, if the entire national machinery is in operation, wouldn't it be easy to help you find Nizi? I beg the Hakka nanny to think twice." Song Diweng persuaded earnestly in one go.

The Hakka nanny said calmly, "Since the mainland's state machinery is so efficient, is it still necessary for an old woman to contribute?"

"To be honest, Jia Shiming is not a lowly person in the martial arts world. He is a man of great martial arts and intelligence. I am ashamed to say that I am not as good as him. Especially his Quanzhen Sect's 'Innate Qigong' is unmatched. If you are willing to lend a helping hand, at least you can ensure the safety of the little girl's life, in case he gets desperate and hurts her in the process of chasing Taoist Jia…" Song Diweng has lived in the capital for a long time and is worldly-wise. He speaks just right and gradually takes the initiative.

"This…" The Hakka nanny was speechless after hearing what Song Diweng said.

"Master, I want to save Momo." Shen Caihua grabbed the Hakka nanny's clothes and said anxiously.

The Hakka nanny looked down at Xiao Caihua lovingly and nodded, saying, "Okay, let's save her and leave." She knew very well that one must not get too involved in government affairs.

"What do you want me to do?" The Hakka nanny agreed.

Song Diweng thought to himself, it seems that this old Taiwanese woman only has martial arts skills, but her social experience is far less than that of ordinary people on the mainland. He was able to convince her to join him in dealing with Jia Shiming with just a few words. This was simply amazing.

"Since we are all working for the country, we are comrades. First of all, please help Comrade Fei Ziyun." Song Diweng said with a smile.

"Master, he is a bad guy because he bullies me. I won't save him!" Shen Caihua said stubbornly.

The Hakka nanny was a proud person to begin with. She snorted and said coldly to Song Diweng, "Is saving this Taoist priest Fei a prerequisite for cooperation?"

When Song Diweng saw the attitude of the Hakka nanny, he thought it was better to quit while he was ahead and not mess things up, so he grinned and said nonchalantly: "Of course not, I just want to ask you to help me when it's convenient…" Before he finished speaking, he jumped back, stretched out his fat fingers to tap around Master Fei's neck, and continued to close his six important acupoints: Tiantu, Qishe, Yamen, Tianzhu, Renying and Dazhui.

"Madam Hakka, we can start tracking Jia Shiming now." Song Diweng laughed.

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