"Xuanyang real people!"

The spiritual cultivator came to the outside of the Taoist temple and shouted loudly.

When he saw that the door of the Taoist temple was about to close, it seemed that he was about to close his gaze.

As for the group of people outside, he didn't pay any more attention to it at all.

He squeezed in from the group of people in the Su family, and said repeatedly: "I'm sorry, please let go." ”

"Squeeze what?"

"First come, first served, understand?"

Su Jiayu and the others frowned and said unhappily.

Lingxiu apologized: "I'm sorry, I have something to do with Xuanyang Zhenren." ”

"Real people?" Su Cheng laughed: "Little Taoist Temple, there are real people? ”

Ling Xiu frowned and said, "Daoist Xuanyang is indeed a real person, what's so ridiculous?"

"A real person in his twenties, you say it's not ridiculous?"

Su Cheng shrugged his shoulders and said: "The sedan chair carries people, and business blows each other, I understand." ”

Liu Asan turned to the side and looked at it, and she was a little familiar with this voice.

When he turned around and saw the spiritual cultivator, he was stunned: "The spiritual cultivator is long." ”

"Master Liu?"

The spirituality was also amazed.

"Grandma, do you know him?"

"This is the Vena of the Nine Heavens Palace, the spiritual cultivator, don't be rude. ”

Liu Asan is obviously displeased, his three grandsons have always been above the top.

If the first impression is not good, it is difficult to be polite to the other person.

The Taoist clothes are all the same, and they are here to find Chen Yang, so Su Cheng naturally didn't take this Taoist priest seriously.

Su Cheng was stunned, this is the Taoist of Jiuxiao Palace?

Although it is not clear what Wei Na's position is, the grandmother's obviously solemn face shows that this Taoist leader's identity is not ordinary.

His smile was stiff and awkward: "Spiritual Master, I'm sorry, I ......"

"It's fine. ”

The spiritual monk waved his hand casually, not paying attention.

Liu Asan asked, "Why did the spiritual cultivator come here?"

"I'm looking for Xuanyang Zhenren. He saw that there was only a crack in the door, and there were people inside, but it didn't seem to be Chen Yang.

I can't help but be anxious.

Liu Asan asked quietly: "Xuanyang Zhenren?" is that Chen Xuanyang Dao Chief?"

He heard his grandson say that Chen Xuanyang claimed to be a real person, and others also called him so.

But I didn't take it seriously.

He didn't dare to say that he knew much about the Daomen, but he still understood the basics.

For example, real people.

It is extremely difficult to be canonized if you are not a big contributor.

She sees Chen Yang as being twenty-five years old at most, where is the qualification to be canonized?

But a spiritual real person will not tell lies, and there is no need to lie to her an old woman.

couldn't help but feel that Liu Asan felt that he seemed to be a little impulsive in this matter.

"It's him. ”

Lingxiu said: "I have something important to find Xuanyang Zhenren, I can't nag too much, I'm sorry." ”

He walked up and said loudly through the crack in the door: "Disciple of Jiuxiao Palace, come to visit Xuanyang Zhenren. ”

The Su family's face was a little complicated.

They have been changing their ways to make friends with Jiuxiao Palace, and in front of them, they want to see Chen Yang so politely.

Maybe it's because of the same family.

Su Cheng thought to himself.

"Squeak~"

The door opens.

Chen Yang stood inside the door and saluted back: "What is the matter with Daoist friends?"

The spiritual monk said: "The abbot of my family has been seriously injured, and I hope that the real person will move and treat the abbot. ”

Chen Yang shook his head: "I'm sorry, it can't be cured." ”

Lingxiu said anxiously: "Xuanyang Zhenren, the abbot is very seriously injured, please ......"

Chen Yang interrupted: "Whether the injury is serious or not, it is not caused by me. ”

He pointed to himself again: "Daoist friends should also see that my state is not good." ”

Lingqing is injured and looking for help from yourself?

He could really think of it.

"Abbot Lingqing is injured?" Liu Asan was shocked, this was a great opportunity.

She stepped forward and said, "Daoist Chen, you are all Taoist priests, since you can help, why don't you help?"

Chen Yang said with a strange look in his eyes: "It has something to do with you?"

Liu Asan frowned and said, "I just proposed." ”

"That's okay, it's okay, what are you talking about?" Chen Yang sneered.

He couldn't see what the old woman was thinking.

Borrow your own hand and be generous to others.

The wishful thinking beads are slippery.

But I never thought about it, is her face big enough?

"You speak politely to my grandma!"

"My grandmother is so old, don't you know how to respect the elderly?"

Su Cheng and the others said angrily.

Liu Asan is the soul of the Su family, and it is also the majesty of the Su family to the outside world.

Chen Yang's tone made them feel angry.

Chen Yang was too lazy to take care of it, and said to the spiritual cultivator: "I just came back from the mountains, and my own consumption is serious, let alone treating others. Fellow Daoists, please be smart. ”

Seeing that Chen Yang refused so simply, Lingxiu sighed in his heart.

He could see that Chen Yang was indeed seriously consumed, and this was by no means pretend.

But it was also clear from his tone that he really didn't want to make a move.

Even if you're in good shape, you'll make other excuses.

Lingxiu arched his hand: "It's me who is abrupt." ”

Chen Yang smiled at him and turned to enter the Taoist temple.

"Smack!"

Yuelin closed the gate tightly.

Liu Asan and the others looked at the closed door and frowned.

This time, she came in person, but she was closed.

Not only him, but even the spiritual cultivator failed to invite Chen Yang.

"Spiritual Master, I know some doctors with good reputations, if necessary......"

"Thank you. The spiritual cultivator politely refused: "The abbot's injury cannot be cured by ordinary doctors." ”

If it can be cured, where is it still used here.

The reason why the Taoist of the medical sect can practice with ordinary Taoism and be unique in the Taoist gate is because of this medical skill.

Every time someone came out of the mountain, he was wounded.

If it is a minor injury or illness, go to the pharmacy and grab some medicine yourself.

If you can't solve it by yourself, you don't go to the hospital, but go directly to the Taoist temple of the medical word gate for help.

Most of the time, the Taoist of these medical sects will not turn away.

Even after being cured, only the cost price of one medicinal herb is charged.

And this time, Lingqing went to several Taoist temples in a row, but they were all politely refused.

Lingqing didn't force it.

The other party at least knew how to find some excuse to refuse him.

If it is forced, even the last bit of superficial work must be removed, which will make everyone unhappy.

To put it bluntly, people just don't want to help him.

It is not a serious life-threatening injury, they can be cured or not.

So what if they die?

The devotional departs.

Su Cheng said: "Grandma, let's go back too." Without Ji Cheng, I don't believe we wouldn't be able to maintain a relationship with Jiuxiao Palace. ”

Liu Asan thought for a moment and said, "Second, you go to contact Dr. Huang in Lingshan, and third, you go to Beijing Union Hospital." Boss, when you go to Jiuxiao Palace, you must find out what kind of illness Abbot Lingqing has. Then immediately contact the third child and ask him to consult a doctor in the relevant department. ”

Several sons should go down.

Liu Asan stepped forward again and knocked on the door of the Taoist temple.

"Daoist Xuanyang, can you let me say a few words to my grandson?"

After a long time, the door of the Taoist temple opened.

Xuan Cheng stood alone behind the door.

His tone was monotonous, as if he was saying to a stranger: "What does Liu Shi mainly say to Poor Dao?"

Liu Asan's expression was slightly unnatural, and he said: "Grandma has never begged anyone in her life, Xiaocheng, this time grandma begs you, please Xuanyang Zhenren, help a group of Lingqing host." ”

Xuan Cheng shook his head: "I'm sorry, poor ......"

"Plop!"

Liu Asan suddenly knelt down.