There are clearly two types of acupuncture!

So, what should he do?

He didn't dare because of his conscience, but he didn't dare to tell the truth.

So, after careful consideration, he could only say implicitly: "Grandma, I don't understand this. You asked the wrong person!"

"I don't know what kind of judge you are?" Feng Qiyue said lightly.

The Cang family alchemist didn't dare to say anything and looked at Feng Qiyue aggrievedly.

It’s not like he wanted to be a judge, his ancestor asked him to be one!

Woohoo...

"In the first game, this little guy won." After finishing her argument, Feng Qiyue pointed at the big black-haired wild boar and announced the result directly.

When the ancestor of the Cang family heard this, he immediately said angrily: "Why? How can I not compare to this pig?"

"You made a lot of mistakes in your acupuncture, and your technique is extremely unstable. Sometimes the needle is applied very hard, and sometimes it is applied lightly. Do you understand?" Feng Qiyue explained patiently.

"Then this big black-haired wild boar broke its needle, why didn't you say anything?" The ancestor of the Cang family argued, scratching his neck.

Of course, he didn't see with his own eyes whether the big black-haired wild boar really broke the needle this time, but thinking about it with his heel, he knew that with the strength of the big black-haired wild boar, it would be impossible for the needle to break.

So, his technique was unstable and the other party broke the needle. Since both have their own shortcomings, then both sides should be evenly matched, right?

So, why is it judged that the pig beat him?

He is not convinced!

One hundred and one thousand dissatisfactions!

"The little guy did break the needle, but this is a problem with the needle, because there is no needle suitable for the little guy. This is not the little guy's fault, so it cannot be blamed on the little guy, but it is your fault, ancestor of the Cang family.

But it's all because of his own techniques, so they can't be compared, understand?" Feng Qiyue explained calmly and calmly.

"I don't understand." The ancestor of the Cang family gritted his teeth and said, still looking unconvinced and dissatisfied.

Feng Qiyue ignored it and just said: "Now take a ten-minute break and then start the second game."

"Girl, when will the punishment begin?" Elder Feng asked with a smile after hearing what Feng Qiyue said.

"Punishment will be carried out immediately after all the games are over." Feng Qiyue said.

"Okay, now rest." Elder Feng said happily.

"Grandma Guzu, don't rest, the needles on my body are still broken!" Seeing that Feng Qiyue seemed to have forgotten herself, Little White Mouse No. 36 couldn't help but wailed.

Feng Qiyue: "..." I really forgot about this guy.

Immediately, she stood up and came to Mouse No. 36, and helped him take out all the broken needles.

After all the needles were taken out, rat No. 36 could finally let go.

fine!

Fortunately, his great-aunt was there to support him, otherwise, he would really not dare to sacrifice himself for this sugar-coated bullet!

Woohoo...

In order to earn some pills, it was really hard for him.

Soon, the second practical operation also began.

Mouse No. 34 and No. 35 make their debut.

After drawing lots, white mouse No. 35 belonged to the ancestor of the Cang family, while white mouse No. 34 went to the big black-haired wild boar.

Naturally, both of them had complicated feelings about this.

Mainly, the two of them couldn't quite tell whether it would be luckier to fall into the hands of their ancestors or the big black-haired wild boar.

It seems that both this person and the pig are quite cheating.

But no matter what, one of them is his ancestor after all, so Mouse No. 35 is more or less honored.
Chapter completed!