The sound was extremely loud, and there was a commotion at the bottom of the mountain, and the crowd kept getting out of the way, as if someone was squeezing up.

Fang Zheng was already leaving, but when he heard such a shout, he subconsciously stopped, turned around, and looked down the mountain. I saw that in the crowd, two men and a woman walked out slowly, the man was not tall, a pair of eyes were incomparably vicissitudes, his hair was a little gray, and his skin was sallow. He was followed by another man, who was coughing as he walked, and the woman next to him looked distressed.

Fang Zheng frowned, as soon as these three people appeared, he glanced at it, and basically knew what the disease was, the man with sallow skin was a typical effect of pretending to be sick and making up makeup, the man who coughed was also a cold, and the woman was not sick at all. If you are not sick and pretend to be sick, if you are not sick but shouting for help, even if you are a fool, you will know that there is a problem.

Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes and said in his heart: "Hey, this is really disgusted that the poor monk has nothing to do, find something to do for the poor monk!" Okay, the poor monk wants to see what tricks you can play." ”

Seeing that Fang Zheng was not leaving, the crowd automatically moved out of a narrow passage, and the three of them squeezed up all the way, and when they saw Fang Zheng, the man with sallow skin shouted: "Abbot Fangzheng, help, my brother came together this morning and had a high fever, coughing constantly, and I feel like I'm about to die, you can take a look." ”

As soon as these words came out, the man who was coughing immediately followed and coughed twice.

Seeing these three individuals, a doctor immediately stood up: "You have a cold, right? Can't you go buy some medicine yourself? Why don't you go to the mountains to seek medical treatment?"

The doctors were indeed very unhappy, and they had worked hard for two or three days to get the lecture tickets, and they felt that they had lost a minute less than listening. I can't wait for Fang Zheng to skip meals, not to rest, and talk about him for 24 hours in one breath. But in fact, there is still a break at noon. They were bitter in their hearts, wondering if Fang Zheng would be able to start classes early if he was going to finish his rest soon.

As a result, these three guys came to disrupt the situation and delay time, who is not in a hurry?

Sure enough, the other doctors also spoke: "It's just a cold, can't you go down the mountain and take some medicine?"

"What is a cold? A cold is not a disease? If a cold is not cured, no one will die? You say that you will take medicine when you go down the mountain? It will work if you buy medicine yourself, what do you doctors do?" the sallow-skinned man immediately exclaimed.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was immediately flushed with anger, this guy is too capable of going online!

If you don't want to go down the mountain to heal, I'm a doctor, I'll treat you, don't delay Abbot Fangzheng's rest. An elderly doctor stepped forward.

The woman among the three immediately said in a strange manner: "You say that you are a doctor or a doctor? If you are so powerful, why do you come here to listen to the class? We have to find it, of course we are looking for the best medical skills." Are you better than Abbot Fangzheng's medical skills?"

Hearing this, the elderly doctor was angry, and his breathing accelerated significantly, but the woman's words blocked his mouth. After listening to Fangzheng's class, who dares to say that his medical skills are better than Fangzheng? But if an expert says it in front of everyone, it will be stinky and shameless.

"Who do you think you are? You said let Abbot Fangzheng give you treatment, and Abbot Fangzheng will give you treatment? Why are you so awesome? Why don't you go to heaven?"

"Who are you?" we are talking, are you asking? What are you talking about?" the woman was so angry that she immediately called back.

The other party was not angry, and his temper was not small, so he almost rolled up his sleeves and went up to beat someone.

The woman's side was naturally not to be outdone, and when she saw that a fight was about to start, she heard a Buddha horn suddenly sounding on the side.

"Amitabha!"

Hearing the Buddha's name, everyone subconsciously quieted down, because everyone knew that the main lord was coming.

Everyone heard the sound and looked at Fangzheng, only to see Fangzheng standing on the white stairs, a white monk's robe as white as snow, holy as a Buddha, the eyes of everyone who saw it lit up, and their hearts said: "What a clean monk!"

"Abbot Fangzheng, you finally spoke, you always let these little shrimps say something, and you didn't look for them to see a doctor. The woman's mouth was really fierce, and one sentence provoked everyone's anger again.

Someone said angrily on the spot: "You woman, don't think that you can talk nonsense if you are a woman! If it weren't for the face of the abbot of Fangzheng, I would have cut you!"

The man who spoke was a dark-skinned man, with little long hair and a little coarse speech, but his face did not look like a wicked man.

Seeing this, the woman sneered: "Oh, it's back to you." Why do you want to beat someone? So many people are watching, you have the ability to beat me!"

The man with yellow skin also shouted: "That's it, you have the ability to beat me!"

When the dark-skinned man saw this, his face flushed with anger, and he pointed at them and said, "You ...... Don't deceive people too much!"

"What's wrong with you? Aren't you going to beat someone? Aren't you awesome? Aren't you capable? Come on! Hit it! You have the ability to hit here!" the sick man pointed to his head, tilted his head upward, and screamed incessantly.

Seeing this, the dark-skinned man subconsciously stepped back and shouted at the same time, "What are you going to do, don't force me to beat you!"

"Grass, your mouth is so awesome, you hit me!" The sick man, the sallow-skinned man, and the woman gathered around at the same time, all pointing to their heads and shouting for each other to beat.

But with so many people watching, who would dare to hit? If the other party falls to the ground with a pop when they touch it, then it is really unreasonable. Therefore, the dark-skinned man was squeezed by the three people and kept retreating, his face was flushed, his fists were clenched, and he didn't dare to move.

At this moment, a white fist stretched out, and then everyone saw that the fist smashed down directly from the top down!

It's like smashing a watermelon, knock knock!

Three muffled sounds!

The three people who were still aggressive just now squatted down with their heads in their hands at the same time, their eyes were tearful in pain, and their tears were about to come out.

The woman covered her head, jumped up, looked around, and asked, "Who? Who hit me?"

Everyone subconsciously looked behind the woman!

The woman, the sallow-skinned man, and the sick man looked over at the same time, only to see a bald monk, looking at them with a smile on his face, and then asked lightly: "Three donors, you are really interesting, you actually begged others to beat you." The poor monk saw that the donor had no strength, and he was afraid that he would not be able to satisfy you, so the poor monk helped him fight. How's it going? Cool, comfortable?"