Chen Mengtian looked at the quiet space around him, and the shock in his eyes never disappeared.

What the hell, she doesn't know anything.

What kind of Qinglian medical skills, inheritance, but tell her how to do it.

Looking at the void in front of him, Chen Mengtian's heart was very tired.

But it's peaceful.

She thought of the last words of the previous painting.

If you want to go back, you have to pass on the Qinglian medical skills.

Is this the only chance to go back?

Does that mean that her body is still intact in modern times, and that she has not been bothered by the sea or eaten by the fish in the sea?

Suddenly, Chen Mengtian laughed at himself, what he thought was strange enough.

Looking at the small thatched hut not far away, Chen Mengtian raised his steps.

It was as if there was something in the shadows, pulling her there.

Her feet walked uncontrollably towards the hut.

The wooden door of the thatched hut was wide open, and Chen Mengtian stepped into the room.

Don't look at the outside is not very eye-catching, but the inside is very exquisite, even antique, full of a bookish atmosphere.

There are many bookcases in the house, row after row, and each bookcase is full of books.

Almost two-thirds of the boundaries of the hut are occupied by bookcases.

Walking into the room, Chen Mengtian's footsteps did not stop, but walked towards the nearest bookcase.

She reached out and took down the wooden box with a very conspicuous carved pattern in the center of the bookcase.

Holding the wooden box with no dust in her hand, she walked to the only table in the room.

Reach out and carefully place the box in your arms on the table.

It was then opened, revealing its contents.

At the top is a medical book, on which only two big characters are written Qinglian.

Chen Mengtian took the medical book in his hand and revealed the contents under the book.

A set of silver needles fastened to the fine silk cloth.

There is also a set of gold pins, which look even more attractive.

Seeing these two sets of silver needles and gold needles, Chen Mengtian held them in his hands uncontrollably.

In this way, she held the medical book in one hand and the silver and gold needles in the other.

A pinprick tingle sounded in my head.

The medical book in her hand also came out of her hand and floated in front of her head.

Chen Mengtian closed her eyes uncontrollably because of the pain, and a large number of words poured into her mind.

It's Qinglian medical skills!

What is recorded in this medical book are the acupuncture points of the human body and the way to move the needle.

The most shocking thing is that the acupuncture technique of the flesh and bones of the living and dead.

The annotations of the acupuncture points of the human body, as well as the technique of acupuncture and acupuncture, were all received by Chen Mengtian.

And that's not all, after that, other books automatically scatter from the shelves.

These books floated in front of Chen Mengtian's eyes one by one, and all of them were forced for her to accept.

It wasn't until nearly a hundred books later that Chen Mengtian's face turned pale, and his forehead was full of beads of sweat the size of beans, and everything weird in the house stopped.

It's as if he knew that Chen Mengtian couldn't accept it and stopped, all this was too weird.

After all the books were automatically put in place, only the annotation books on Qinglian's human body acupuncture points were left in front of the table, as well as the silver and gold needles held by Chen Mengtian in his hands.

After no longer compulsorily accepting those words, Chen Mengtian felt that her body was loose, and she was now weak, as if she was about to collapse.

She opened her eyes and immediately sat on the stool with her hands on the table beside her.

There were so many things she had received before that her brain felt like it was going to explode.

Throwing aside the gold and silver needles in his hand, Chen Mengtian held his head and pulled his hair vigorously with both hands.