Chapter 264: Chapter 264
Nangong Mo’s reaction made Yun Ran very satisfied.
She followed his gaze and took out a seven-inch long scythe-shaped golden needle, playing with it between her fingers. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩•𝗳𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝕟𝕖𝕥
"Master, look, isn’t this golden needle quite unique? Does it match you well?"
It’s so unique that this master doesn’t want to speak, this master just wants to stay quiet...
Yun Ran straightforwardly waved the needle in front of his eyes, "Guess where this needle would be most suitable to poke?"
"This master doesn’t know... nor wants to know."
"No worries, you’ll know soon enough."
Saying this, Yun Ran rummaged through the box and took out some other uniquely shaped needles: triangular, rhombic, conical, and one that was truly excessive, a spiral-shaped one.
Looking at it made Nangong Mo feel a twinge of pain...
If these were all poked in, wouldn’t his leg be ruined, if not already?
Yun Ran asked someone to bring a wooden table, and she laid out all kinds of golden and silver needles neatly, filling the entire tabletop.
The man, who never blinked an eye facing thousands of troops, suddenly felt a twinge of fear looking at those needles.
The man pursed his lips, "Lin Wanyue, you’re not serious, are you?"
Yun Ran turned around and gave him a chilly smile, "What do you think?"
This master says, it’s over...
Then he saw Yun Ran also fetch a candlestick and roast each needle on the candle flame.
Nangong Mo was very familiar with this step, disinfection, the next step would be poking!
Yun Ran waved the needle that looked like a deep-fried twist in front of him, "What are you looking at? Soak your feet!"
A quarter of an hour later, Yun Ran sanitized all the golden and silver needles and beckoned at Nangong Mo.
"Alright, time’s about up for soaking, come lie down for the needles."
Nangong Mo didn’t move, he said, "This master feels like soaking a while longer, haven’t even broken a sweat yet."
"No worries, once I put two needles in, you’ll sweat."
Although Nangong Mo was very reluctant deep down, he ultimately obediently lay on the couch, like a beautiful man in distress waiting to be tormented.
Yun Ran stood by the couch, four golden needles in her left hand and four silver needles in her right, smiling at him with a bright yet chilly demeanor.
"Master, which one do you like? Want to experience which one first?"
Nangong Mo glanced at the needles between her fingers, none seemed normal.
He pursed his thin lips, "Lin Wanyue, why not use a normal-looking needle that’s long?"
"Special people need special needles, understand?"
"These are divine needles specially customized for you at great cost by this lady!"
Divine needles? More like demonic needles taking lives!
"Then this master really should thank you for your tender care."
"No need to thank me, just double the medical fee afterward will do!"
Nangong Mo closed his eyes, not wanting to look at her, afraid he couldn’t resist strangling her.
If you put all these needles in, this master will surely be crippled by you, and still have to pay you double? Where’s the humanity in that? Huh?
"Master, don’t you want to open your eyes and watch me apply the needles?"
The girl’s soft and sweet voice echoed in his ears, and at the same time, he could feel those strangely shaped needles gliding over the skin of his legs, leaving a cold sensation.
This was a threat, a blatant threat.
However, Nangong Mo didn’t open his eyes, he said, "No need to watch, you can poke as you please, this master trusts you."
Upon hearing this, Yun Ran couldn’t help but roll her eyes.
[Is this dog of a man giving up? Not even resisting a bit?]
"Master, frankly speaking, even though this lady’s medical skills are decent, needle application is quite particular. Even a slight deviation from the acupoint can have very serious consequences!"
"No matter, if I die from poking, I accept it, as a ghost I wouldn’t come back to strangle you, rest assured and poke."
[So heroic?! It’s simply wretched beyond words!]
While feeling speechless, Nangong Mo’s earnest voice drifted in once again:
"If this master dies with eyes open, won’t it be dying with regrets? It’s better to go with closed eyes."
Upon hearing this, Yun Ran pinched her own stiff face, coldly reminding him:
"Master, you might not understand, the probability of poking to death is small, nine out of ten chances are it’ll be ’poking damage’ instead."
Nangong Mo’s eyelids twitched, but he stubbornly didn’t open them, "What do you mean by poking damage?"
Yun Ran gave a sinister smile, "Well, it means, maybe if I miss the acupoint by a bit, master you’ll never be able to produce heirs, lighting a lone lamp in a secluded temple for the rest of your life!"
This... wretched villain!
"Master, doesn’t that sound a bit tragic?"
Is it just a bit?! It’s utterly inhuman! A tragedy among tragedies!
Yun Ran circled his leg with the spiral needle, "Master, are you feeling panicked inside?"
"If you’re scared, then stand up! Stand up, walk down, and nothing will happen! Wouldn’t that be great?"
Ha! So this is the brat’s goal?
Does this master seem so easily intimidated?
Nangong Mo opened his eyes, glanced at Yun Ran, "Lin Wanyue, this master is crippled, how can he stand up?"
"If you don’t believe me, go ahead and poke this master to death."
"Poke crippled, poke destroyed, this master accepts."
Having said that, he closed his eyes, indifferent towards life and death.
[Still pretending! Still won’t admit! Really stubborn as a mule!]
Yun Ran put down the needle in her hand, and selected some normal silver needles from the table, her ten fingers flew swiftly, inserting each silver needle into the acupoints on his legs.
Nangong Mo lay there with closed eyes, relaxed and composed: after all, it’s not the first time being needled, this master doesn’t believe the girl would truly cripple him.
In fact, Yun Ran’s needle application this time mainly aimed to dredge meridians, activate blood circulation, and remove the dampness and blockages from the body, beneficial rather than harmful.
But the leisurely demeanor of Nangong Mo made her feel very frustrated.
The silver needles extended from his ankles to his thighs.
Yun Ran held a seven-inch long silver needle, slowly grazing over his waist and abdomen, lingering, her threatening intent evident in every move.
Nangong Mo’s body tensed slightly, yet he was sure she wouldn’t truly act.
So, stubbornly he lay there with calm composure.
"These Guan Yuan and Qi Sea acupoints are critical ones, if mishandled...master, your later years would be ruined!"
This master hears nothing!
"Do you really not want to stand up? Admit you’re Yun Mo, admit your legs aren’t crippled, wouldn’t that be good?"
What’s good about it? Admitting on this end, and you’d want a divorce and run off on the other!
"Dear consort, even if you poke this master dead or crippled, this master knows not Yun Mo."
Yun Ran looked up at the ceiling, telling herself to stay calm, stay composed!
Nangong Mo secretly opened an eye to glance at her, quietly gathered his inner strength at his fingertips, and pressed forcefully on his Shanzhong acupoint.