Song Yuhe looked around, there was no rope that could be used to save people, so he said, "How are you? Can you still move? You hold on for a while, and I will call someone to come over to help." ”

"Help me, my leg is broken and I can't use my strength. Also, the tree is about to break, and time is running out. Please, help me, I don't want to die...... Woo-woo-woo......" the ugly man cried.

Song Yuhe was also anxious, and turned around three times in place, but he didn't find anything that could save people.

At this moment, the ugly man shouted again: "The roots of this tree are quite thick, and it is no problem to stand two people." However, the middle part of the tree seems to be about to run out. Can you come down and get me up?"

When Song Yuhe heard this, he was stunned. If you look closely at the height of the tree, it is more than a meter, and it is not high, but it is short, and it is beyond reach. Therefore, if you want to save the ugly man, the way the ugly man said is really a way.

But......

Song Yuhe looked at the dry tree trunks and the deep cliffs, felt the northwest wind whistling around, and said in his heart: If you accidentally fall, you will fall to your death!

Thinking of this, Song Yuhe was a little scared. The heart said: The man in front of him is so ugly and so worn, he should be a homeless man or a beggar for food. And I am one of the three holy hands of Chinese medicine, in order to save such a person, risk my life, is it worth it?

Countless thoughts flashed through Song Yuhe's heart, thinking of his career and his family......

At this moment, there was an inaudible sound of trees breaking, and the ugly man exclaimed, "It's going to break, it's going to break!

Hearing this call for help, Song Yuhe's originally chaotic thoughts exploded instantly, and then all his thoughts were gone, and he shouted: "Don't be afraid, I'll save you!"

While speaking, Song Yuhe squatted down and stretched out his feet, ready to save people.

At this moment, Song Yuhe suddenly heard someone ask him: "You are such a famous doctor to save a person who asks for food, if the tree breaks and you also die, is it worth it?" Your value is much higher than that of a beggar." ”

However, Song Yuhe didn't think about it, and scolded without raising his head: "I'm a doctor!

As a result, after this shout, Song Yuhe was stunned, there was still someone on the side? No, this voice did not come from above, but from below!

At this moment, Song Yuhe heard a Buddha horn sound: "Amitabha, the donor has good intentions, but he is also a good person." ”

As this Buddha horn sounded, Song Yuhe only felt that someone was dragging his feet with his hands, and then a huge force came, and he was pushed up involuntarily.

As soon as Song Yuhe sat down, he looked back and saw a monk standing on the edge of the cliff, his hands folded, looking at him with a smile!

At that moment, Song Yuhe was stunned, then screamed, threw himself on the edge of the cliff, looked down, and saw an old tree poking out of the cliff, the trunk was dry, but it did not mean to break. The trees are empty, there is nothing!

"What about people?!" Song Yuhe's heart sank, and he said: What about that ugly man? Did he fall and die?

The monk on the side, clasped his hands together, and asked, "Who is the person the donor is talking about?"

"I'm talking about the guy who asked for food, didn't you see it, why didn't you save him?" Song Yuhe asked.

Fang Zheng looked at Song Yuhe with a smile and didn't speak.

Song Yuhe thought that Fang Zheng had acquiesced, and became even more angry, and roared angrily: "You are still laughing, human life is at stake, you are still laughing?

After Song Yuhe finished yelling, he looked down at the bottom of the cliff again, took out his mobile phone, and prepared to call the police.

At this moment, an ugly man's voice sounded in his ears: "Are you looking for me?"

Song Yuhe was stunned for a moment, turned around to look, and saw an ugly man standing where the monk was standing!

The ugly man's face is really ugly, but when he laughs, he has a different kind of charm.

Song Yuhe looked at the ugly man, then at the ugly man's legs, and then at the surroundings, his heart suddenly became a little hairy, and his lips trembled and asked, "You...... How did you get up? Didn't you break your leg?

The ugly man smiled slightly, looked up at the sky, Song Yuhe subconsciously looked up at the sky, the sky was vast, and there was nothing. Song Yuhe looked down at the ugly man, but was stunned to find that the ugly man was gone, and Fang Zheng appeared again, with a white face and a very good smile. In particular, those eyes, as bright as the stars, and like the sea, contain everything, and there is a peaceful power in the wisdom.

Looking at Fang Zheng and looking around, Song Yuhe rubbed his eyes, swallowed his saliva, and asked, "Host Fang Zheng, you, and that person, you ...... This...... No, are you a human or a ghost?" Song Yuhe asked incoherently.

Fang Zheng smiled: "Amitabha, donor, is this important?"

Song Yuhe scratched his head and said with a wry smile: "I, I'm a little scared." ”

Fang Zheng said: "The poor monk pointed to the mountain and the temple presided over Fangzheng, and the poor monk came to the donor, just to ask the donor to help spread a message to the outside world." ”

"What's the matter?" Song Yuhe always felt furious when he looked at Fang Zheng, this method of changing back and forth, and it was also a big change of the whole body, this was definitely not an ordinary person's means! Even if it was magic, it also needed the cooperation of scenes and props. Even if Sichuan Opera changes its face, it is just a change of face, but you can't shake your whole body and change it!

Therefore, Song Yuhe couldn't wait to run away, but he was also curious, curious about what Fang Zheng was looking for him to say.

Fang Zheng also ignored the fear in Song Yuhe's heart, and continued: "Three days later, the poor monk is going to hold a preaching conference on this mountainside, and theoretically, the poor monk welcomes anyone with good character to listen. ”

"Uh, master, do you want to give a lecture?" Song Yuhe really felt that his brain was a little insufficient, and he couldn't keep up with the monk's way of thinking. It's not strange for a monk to give a lecture, but it's strange if you pull a doctor and ask the doctor to speak to the outside world.

Fang Zheng nodded slightly, indicating that it was right.

Song Yuhe asked, "Master, what ...... What are you going to talk about? Who do you want to listen to? Also, you're looking for the wrong person, I'm just a doctor, not a salesperson, and I can still help you sell tickets and pull people. ”

Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "The poor monk doesn't need you to sell tickets, you just need to pass on the news." ”

"Okay, then what are you going to talk about?" Song Yuhe thought of Fang Zheng's previous actions on the mountain, and the other party was disgusted in his heart. The heart said: Do you want to hype it up again? This monk is not finished yet? What can he talk about? Can he talk about Buddhist scriptures?

However, Song Yuhe was a little scared of this situation, so he still asked.

Fang Zheng said: "The poor monk talks about medical skills. ”

"Medical skills?" Song Yuhe almost jumped up, he was so embarrassed today because of Fangzheng's medical live broadcast. Now he is going to do it again? He really wants to tear up Fangzheng! This dead monk, is the hype endless?