"I just stole a little fur. Traditional Chinese medicine is profound and profound. With just this little fur, how dare you call a master?"

Gong Yang Qing was stunned:

"Do you do?"

Su Mu said softly without comment:

"This is a secret book lost in traditional Chinese medicine, called Taiyin Solo Thorn. Twenty-four hits the moonlit night, but unfortunately, he didn't even learn to knock it."

Gong Yang Qing was stunned.

What a horrible name?

The only thorn in Taiyin can understand, what the hell is knocking on the bright moon night with twenty-four?

Looking at the younger brother, the teacher couldn't help asking:

"Who invented it?"

Su Mu glanced at the teacher brother, his expression as if he was looking at an idiot:

"The Medicine Saint Li Shizhen, the eight extraordinary meridians, have you not seen it? That's right, what you're not reading."

My teacher was not calm on the spot.

What does it mean?
Chapter completed!