Chapter Twenty-Four: The White-Haired Old Man

An old man and a young man drank a glass of wine happily, and the old man happily told Fang Bei about the history of this mountain, and Fang Bei sat upright and listened.

After Duan Lao finished speaking, his eyebrows suddenly closed and he trembled. Fang Bei was a doctor, instinctively holding Duan Lao's wrist to measure his pulse heart. After discovering that the old man's heart blood supply was insufficient, Fang Bei hurriedly pointed out the acupoints, and used internal force to help him smooth his qi and blood. Duan Lao motioned to Fang Bei to help him take out the medicine in his arms and take it, and after resting for a few minutes, Duan Lao gradually recovered.

Fang Bei said: "Elder Duan, your symptoms are not serious, don't delay." I'll prescribe you a prescription. ”

"You're still a doctor?" Duan Lao hesitated for a moment and asked Fang Bei. Fang Bei nodded, and then introduced himself, when Fang Bei said that he was a Chinese medicine doctor. Duan Lao looked into the distance, thoughtful.

"Old man, old Duan?" Fang Bei shouted twice in a row before the other party came back to his senses, but he didn't give any explanation, just motioned for Fang Bei to continue.

So, Fang Bei gave Duan Lao a health prescription for treating insufficient blood supply to the heart. This prescription for health is not trivial, and ordinary people will not provide it. I don't know why, I just knew Duan Lao for less than a quarter of an hour, and Fang Bei was willing to give the other party such a precious prescription.

Duan Lao suddenly asked for no reason: "Fang Bei, do you still understand internal strength?"

Fang Bei was startled, his face full of doubts. Could it be that he really met a master today? Fang Bei hesitated for a moment and nodded solemnly.

Duan Lao didn't continue to say anything, picked up the small wine jug and said that he wanted to go home and rest. Fang Bei saw something unusual between the old man's words and deeds, but since the other party was unwilling to explain, he didn't want to take the initiative to ask. After all, this Duan Lao didn't look like a villain like Mr. Poison Yatao.

Fang Bei looked at Duan Lao's distant back and shouted loudly: "Duan Lao, don't drink in the future!"

Because alcohol accelerates the heart rate and worsens the lack of oxygen to the heart muscle, it is best to ask people with insufficient blood supply to the heart to abstain from alcohol. Old Man Duan didn't reply, he raised his left hand above his head and shook it, meaning that he knew.

Not long after the old man left, Fang Bei also went down the mountain. I secretly sighed that this old man was a lot older, but his body was very strong, especially when he was drinking, he was no worse than the young man; what was even more incomprehensible was that the old man could see that he could do internal strength, and he was simply a strange and mysterious person. In a sense, he is very much like his master and old man.

The descent was much easier, and the pace was very fast, and it took less than half the time to reach the bottom of the mountain. There was a group of people in front of them, and it was estimated that something was wrong. Driven by curiosity, Fang Bei slowly leaned over.

In the crowd, a country woman with a burden was arguing with two men and a woman. Fang Bei listened for a while, and then asked an onlooker for advice. I finally understood the ins and outs of the matter.

The country woman came to the foot of the mountain to sell fruit and found that her stall had been taken over by the carts of two men and a woman. She reasoned with the other party, but the other party said that the parking space was too difficult to find and was unwilling to move. Then the two sides disagreed, quarreled, and finally reached a stalemate.

"Our booth has been approved for a long time, and it is justified, why should you forcibly occupy it?" The woman lifted her bangs, and she straightened her waist.

"Whoever rarely occupies your stall, I told you to stop us for ten minutes. Ten minutes later, we'll be gone, and the stall will still be yours. The bespectacled man continued to retort, unyielding.

The woman was reluctant and said, "No, you can stop somewhere else." Ten minutes, do you know how much business will be delayed for me?"

"Come on, you just want some money for a long time, don't you? Tell me how much you can earn in ten minutes, I'll double it for you!" the man in glasses looked at the woman with contempt in a contemptuous tone. The people around listened to the words of the man with glasses, and they all felt reasonable, and immediately a few people who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement spoke sarcastically about the woman.

The woman's wheat-colored skin suddenly turned red, and she said angrily: "You don't want blood! I don't want your stinky money! Get out of here!"

Among the glasses man's companions, the woman with the curly hair of the big wave smiled disdainfully and said, "You are really amazing, you want to be a bitch and want to set up an archway, hehe!"

"You...... You say it again......" The woman trembled with anger and pointed at the big bolang woman and gritted her teeth. She had never been humiliated like this, and even more so in front of so many people.

"Isn't it cheap enough to listen to it once? Then I'll say it again. The big bolang woman made no secret of her arrogance, after all, in her opinion. This woman who sells fruit is a lowly and humble species, the two are very different, and the other party is not worthy of her attention at all.

When the big bolang woman was about to insult the wheat-complexioned woman for the second time, the woman picked up an apple from her burden and was ready to throw it in the face of the other person at any time.

At the same time, Fang Bei can no longer continue to ignore it, and be a melon-eating crowd safely, maybe there are people in the crowd who have the same mentality as Fang Bei, but there is no doubt that they don't have the courage and responsibility, and they don't take the initiative to stand up and help the woman say a word. Fang Bei stopped the Lang woman from insulting and shouted, "Hey, you're too much!"

"Yo, where did you come from? Could she be your little lover? What a couple of dog men and women who are in love with each other. The big bolang woman clasped her hands in front of her chest, and there was not a good word in her mouth, and she scolded Fang Bei as well.

Fang Bei clenched his fists and was furious, but he really didn't want to hit the woman, so he was very embarrassed. "Oops!" the big bolang woman suddenly screamed in pain, it turned out that the woman had indeed reached the point where she couldn't bear it anymore, and she smashed the apple in her hand!

The man with glasses hurriedly asked the big bolang woman with concern: "Mrs. Lu, are you okay?"

The big bolang woman pushed the man with glasses angrily, and said angrily: "What are you doing in a daze, clean up that little slut for me!"

Actually, the big bolang woman is a noblewoman, the glasses man is her butler, and the rest of the person is the bodyguard. The man with glasses gave the order and glanced at the man next to him who had been silent. The man was more than half a head taller than the glasses man, but he was very respectful of the glasses man and the big bolang woman, and he didn't dare to speak much without their signals.

The bodyguard went straight over to grab the woman, and the woman picked up a few fruits and threw them at the bodyguard with all her might. Of course, that's not very useful. The bodyguard grabbed it with his big hand, and he was about to catch the woman's long hair. Fortunately, Fang Bei intervened in time to stop it.

Fang Bei scolded: "A big man bullying a weak woman, it's really shameless for your sister!"

"Leave him alone, this pair of dog men and women are in the same group!" The big boalng woman touched the painful left side of her face, and did not forget to continue to get dirty. Fang Bei frowned, the other party kept insulting himself and the woman, which made him feel an impulse. An urge to slap his foul mouth in defiance of principles.

The bodyguard threw a right hook, which was blocked by Fang Beige. He was worried that he had nowhere to vent his anger, but at this moment the bodyguard just slammed into the muzzle of his ready gun, which was tantamount to self-destruction. Fang Bei used two percent of the internal force, and three times five divided by two overturned the bodyguard.

The big bolang woman was stunned with fright, and finally didn't dare to continue yelling. The man with glasses subconsciously swallowed his saliva, he was so scared that he was going to die, he couldn't run away at the moment, he didn't want to escape, he just stayed in place and didn't know what to do.

A few onlookers just said, "Damn, they're really concubines......!"

Halfway through speaking, Fang Bei had already pulled out the four cheap-mouthed guys from the place where the voice was, and one of them gave two slaps and opened the bow left and right. Suddenly, the left and right cheeks of the four guys were high and swollen, and they squatted on the ground dejectedly, not daring to say more.

"You are very unreasonable, and you take advantage of people's parking spaces, and when a weak woman reasoned with you, not only did you not listen, but you also humiliated and slandered her. I can't stand it, master, I can't stand it, I can't stand it, but you scolded me together. Hmph, I've never seen such a brazen person as you!" The voice was higher than one sentence, and the onlookers listened to it in their ears, and they felt deafening, and they all changed their positions one after another and began to denounce the big bolang woman's side.