Chapter 48: Acupuncture Points Invoking the Gods

Yes, it was true that I couldn’t laugh. My first reaction was, “Is this a real-life version of Journey to the West?”

In those days, the Monkey King was all the rage, and I lived in a compound in Beijing. Many children in the compound were crazy about watching the Monkey King, but there were also a few who cried and cried and refused to watch it. Why? Because the image of the monster on TV was scary.

I thought it was funny at the time, thinking that those kids were being too timid. But the truth is that if you were really faced with a human-shaped animal, many people would cry out in fear.

But Chengxin and I were unable to laugh or cry. Why?

The situation was obvious. In front of us was a female weasel, no, a female weasel. As soon as the veil of shame fell, we saw the huge weasel head.

But where is the backbone? This weasel obviously failed to transform itself. In the end, it can only be considered to be able to stand upright, with limbs that are more human in proportion, and it is still furry.

There are many legends about the Yellow Emperor in the northeast, and it is hard to distinguish between fact and fiction, but one thing is true: the weasel is an animal that loves to imitate humans, such as bowing to the moon or making a bow in the road.

To explain the reason for this, the weasel, like the fox, is very spiritual. Another reason is that, aside from domestic animals, the weasel is definitely the animal closest to humans. It is the one that steals chickens and dogs, but over the long term, all the effects of humans on the weasel are also huge.

It is standing right in front of us, and what’s even more deadly is that it is making a shy gesture, subconsciously covering its chest, as if my brother and I have taken advantage of it. The snow-white underwear is hanging crookedly on its body, and what is even more inexplicable is that it is also hanging many small bags.

One of the small bags was broken, and the dried flowers inside were exposed.

Faced with such a weasel, what expression can we have other than a mixture of laughter and tears? I said why didn’t I smell this guy’s smell the first time, even Lao Zhang didn’t smell it, this guy turns out to also wear artificial perfume on his body – dried flowers!

What it didn’t know was that the combination of this stench and the smell of artificial perfume created an even more unbearable odor. Looking at its appearance at that moment, I was even more angry and yelled, “You son of a bitch with eight tits, what underwear are you wearing? Does it look like that? Cover your ass, I haven’t asked you for money yet, go wash your eyes.”

Wu Lao Gui said coldly, “I think Chengyi was irritated by Ru Xue’s underwear.”

I didn’t even have the energy to scold Wu Laogui, because my words seemed to have completely angered the weasel. It actually let out a strange cry and pounced straight at me.

If you want to say that this demon is fighting, and you want to see the magic battle, that is reading a novel. Demons that can cast spells can correct their ways, and if they can cast spells, how can they still be called demons? They are real monsters, and they have already successfully transformed.

I have never encountered a demon, but according to the classics, demons are nothing more than two things.

First, they are strong and agile, which is an innate advantage that we can’t envy.

The second is to confuse people’s minds. The more advanced ones will use a distraction technique.

So, apart from their terrifying appearance, once you know how they work, you won’t find them so scary. In some historical records, there are often stories of ancient people encountering demons. The braver ones would just grab a big knife and go for it, and they could win. That’s the way it is.

The weasel’s body slammed into my ribs, and the force was so great that I almost vomited the acid in my stomach. In fact, it was trying to bite me, but I was smart enough to avoid it, otherwise it would have been a big piece of meat.

“Brother Chengxin, acupuncture points with golden needles!” I shouted, and took the opportunity to punch the weasel.

Chengxin looked at me and the weasel, who were “fighting” together, and couldn’t get his hands in. He shouted, “It moves too fast, I can’t get it.”

I was about to cry. Obviously, fighting head-on with a demon was not my style as a “saintly and virtuous” Taoist. It would have been better to hide behind someone else and throw talismans. If only Hui Gen were here, he would definitely beat this weasel so badly that it wouldn’t recognize its own mother.

I shouted, “Stab me, acupuncture points, the way to invite the gods.”

Yes, the method of using gold needles to stimulate acupuncture points to summon spirits is also a kind of secret method, but it is much gentler than the method of offering sacrifices to summon mountain spirits that Lao Hui used to use. Gold needle acupuncture stimulates the body’s potential, and the power of thinking and communicating with the “heavenly soldiers and generals” allows the body to withstand it. This is also the method by which many wandering Taoist priests inexplicably gain great strength.

Of course, there is a price to pay, and that is to worship the god you have invited for a certain period of time, and the number of days is determined by the degree of leverage.

This secret method is very useless because there is definitely a limit to the amount of strength that can be borrowed. Not to mention the level of the Vajra body that Hui Gen’er has achieved, even Lao Hui’s sacrifice of the mountain ape is not comparable to it, not even half of it.

Besides, Taoist priests are supposed to fight demons, not pretend to be strongmen. If the acupuncture points are hit by the golden needles, they may accidentally injure the practitioner and cause partial paralysis.

But there is no doubt that this is the most suitable place for this method! Plus, Brother Chengxin’s technique will definitely not make me a hemiplegic.

When I shouted, Brother Chengxin finally reacted, shouting, “Lao Zhang, use your gun to deal with these eight mimi for half a minute.” Then he dragged me over.

Eight mimi! The weasel was stimulated again and screamed at Brother Chengxin, but at this time, the sound of Lao Zhang’s gun also sounded in time, and a burst of iron sand exploded on the weasel’s body.

Old Zhang is really practical and never talks nonsense when he works!

At this time, the first golden needle of Brother Chengxin had already been stuck in me. Then, his hand shadow danced, and the next needle was almost without hesitation. This is a skill, without hesitation.

In just a short while, I was covered in needles like a hedgehog. Brother Chengxin said proudly to me, “The biggest method of opening the meridians stimulates many acupoints, and you can use the force to the greatest extent.”

I looked at Brother Chengxin with tears in my eyes. Do you really need to treat me like this to deal with this monster? I don’t need to maximize the leverage, because my strategy is just to delay the monster.

However, I was too late to say anything. Old Zhang shouted, “Hurry up, I can’t hold on much longer.” While shouting, Old Zhang was still loading the bullets. Even a sharpshooter like Old Zhang would miss in front of a very fast weasel. Besides, the damage of this kind of weapon to the demon was limited.

Out of ‘anger’, I kicked Cheng Xin away and yelled, “Go help Lao Zhang.” Then I closed my eyes, made a hand gesture, chanted a spell, and began to summon the gods to lend a hand.

The preparation time for this kind of magic is not long, and I believe that with the foundation of physical training that Cheng Xin Ge has had since childhood, he will be able to hold on.

In the land of Yin, my spiritual power had reached a peak, and soon I was able to communicate with an inexplicable force.

I shouted, stamped my feet three times, and borrowed the power to enter my body. The next moment, a surging power instantly filled my whole body. I was almost panting to vent my anger, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that Brother Chengxin had been slapped on the buttocks by the weasel’s “fur hand” and was raging.

Without a word, I rushed over, endured the strong “strange smell” and aimed at the weasel’s head. I collided with it, and the weasel was knocked a few steps away, dizzy.

I was also dizzy, and was smothered by the smell of it.

I endured the discomfort and said to Chengxin, “Wait a minute, I’ll restrain it, you hurry up and seal the acupuncture points with the golden needle!”

“Mmm!” Chengxin’s eyes were tightly aggrieved because he had just been slapped on the butt by these eight mimi!

I really wanted to say to Chengxin, “I understand, but it’s too late. The weasel was screaming again and rushing up. I didn’t hesitate to meet it. At this moment, I heard the excited howl of the little fox in my ear. I only then realized that this guy had been on my shoulder all along.

However, the sound of this roar is not like that of a great demon. It is tender and fresh, and it is estimated that the soul is incomplete, and it has lost most of its memory, becoming this tender fox!

I punched the weasel in the face, and it looked sad. I guess it blamed me for not being kind to it, but it wasn’t idle either. It hit me in the arm with a claw, and I suddenly felt like my arm was about to break.

The little fox must have woken up by now and seeing how fierce the fight was, it jumped up and down on my shoulder, happy.

But then, the weasel suddenly looked at the fox with glowing eyes, and the look was fierce.

The little fox immediately hid behind my head. I glanced in the corner of my eye and saw that it was cautiously sticking its head out to look around.

I was so angry. You are a demon! Look at how awesome my stupid tiger is every time!