"Can't you see that this little benefactor still has research on Buddhism?" The old monk looked down at Chen Jinyuan and smiled approvingly.

A smile crossed the corner of Chen Jinyuan's mouth, "Thank you for the compliment, it's just that the class has an axe, and the mage is laughing!" ”

The old monk shook his head gently, noncommittal, and turned his face to the kneeling crowd, "You all get up." ”

"Hey, is this old monk a liar?" Lin Yilian stabbed Chen Jinyuan's tiger waist, and the enemy asked.

"It's not a lie......," Chen Jinyuan said in a low voice.

"What? Not a lie? Lin Yilian was a little puzzled, although she didn't find the tricks of this group of people with her eyesight, but she didn't feel any fluctuations in the internal force of this old monk, she was completely an ordinary person, how could ordinary people fly, and she was worshiped and admired by so many people, so she had such doubts.

“…… It's not a lie! Chen Jinyuan pursed his lips.

"You guy, you talk halfway, hum!" Lin Yilian glanced at Chen Jinyuan, and then looked at the old monk, and already had some bottom in her heart.

"Ask the archmage for help!"

At this time, a middle-aged man with an extremely thin figure, like an overdose of numbness, rushed out of the crowd and trembled and crawled in front of the elevated shelf.

"Who's kneeling?" The old monk sat down on the elevated shelf, looking like an old monk in a settled position, squinting his eyes and looking down at the middle-aged man kneeling under the stage, his voice was slow, as if he was moaning.

"Disciple Lou Haitao, a resident of the pilgrimage town, suffered from a strange disease a few years ago, and the pain all over his body was unbearable, like a needle pricking a knife. The medicine stone is not cured, and the disciple was originally a big fat man of more than two hundred catties. In less than a year, it has become like this. Today, I learned that the Archmage had come to the pilgrimage town, and I specially came to worship, hoping that the Archmage would give him divine water to save the disciples from misery, and the disciples would burn incense and pray every day to remember the merits of the Archmage. Hearing the old monk's question, the disciple immediately burst into tears.

"Wow, this man is so pathetic!"

"yes, yes. It's so pathetic! ”

……

Listening to the middle-aged man's cry, everyone around him showed sympathetic expressions, for the weak, human beings are easy to sympathize.

"Hmm!" The old monk bowed slightly, leaned over to the middle-aged man and said, "My Buddha is merciful, you come forward, this master will give you a drop of divine water!" ”

There was a commotion all of a sudden, and everyone looked at the middle-aged man. The sympathetic expression on his face turned into admiration in an instant, and everyone sighed that this middle-aged man was lucky enough to obtain the divine water so easily.

The middle-aged man was also overjoyed. Hurriedly took a few steps forward, walked to the front of the shelf and knelt down, and the old monk took down the porcelain vase in his hand. and he wanted to give divine water.

"Wait!"

A coquettish shout interrupted the old monk's movements, and the eyes of the audience were projected in the direction where Chen Jinyuan was standing.

Chen Jinyuan turned his head. couldn't help sweating on her forehead, and Lin Yilian, the girl, came out with an angry face. Walked towards the middle-aged man.

"Who are you?" The old monk's brows furrowed, and his face was a little unkind.

"It doesn't matter who I am, but I can't get used to you deceiving people here!" Lin Yilian's words were fierce, pointing out that the old monk was deceiving.

"Bold, the woman from there actually dares to question the Dharma supernatural powers of the Grand Master!" Listening to Lin Yilian's words, a young monk next to the elevated highway immediately pointed at Lin Yilian and scolded.

Not only that, everyone present made a commotion, one by one without exception pointed at Lin Yilian and scolded with disdain, and even scolded swearing, if it weren't for Lin Yilian being a woman, I'm afraid many people would have come up and started to move.

Chen Jinyuan's brows twisted into a ball when he heard this, and he secretly scolded this woman in his heart for not understanding accidents, so she rushed forward recklessly, and it was strange not to be criticized by this group of loyal believers.

The old monk stroked his hand, pressed down on the hustle and bustle, and said to Lin Yilian, whose face was flushed under the elevated highway, "Female donor, you said that this mage is deceiving, you have a certificate!" ”

"Humph!" Lin Yilian snorted coldly, gritted her teeth and said, "You don't want to deceive these people here, isn't this person sick, I can cure him!" ”

"She said she could cure it, blow it!"

"It's just that no matter how many doctors people have found, they can't cure her, and she's a woman, so she dares to say that she can cure it!"

"Yes, it's ridiculous, this strange disease can only be cured by an archmage!"

……

As soon as Lin Yilian's voice fell, the audience immediately became noisy again, and everyone was gossiping, pointing at Lin Yilian, speaking coldly, all with disdainful eyes, almost everyone thought that Lin Yilian had a nervous problem.

"Hmph, don't believe me, I'll try to show you right away!" In the face of everyone's doubts, Lin Yilian was a little annoyed and angry, in her eyes, this is a group of ignorant villagers who have been bewitched.

"Okay, female benefactor, you can try!" Unexpectedly, the old monk didn't seem to be worried about Lin Yilian's troubles, but readily agreed, which made Chen Jinyuan a little surprised.

Lin Yilian turned her head angrily and said to Chen Jinyuan, "Chen Jinyuan, lend me a silver needle!" ”

Swish!

Everyone's eyes were uniformly projected towards Chen Jinyuan, and with Lin Yilian's words, Chen Jinyuan immediately became the focus again, everyone was gritting their teeth, in their eyes, Chen Jinyuan and the four of them were intent on making trouble.

Chen Jinyuan was helpless, flipped his right hand, took out a pair of silver needles, and walked towards Lin Yilian with the thief and the brute spirit.

"Sister Lian, are you okay?" Barbarian Ling'er was a little worried, if not, I am afraid that several of them would be immediately expelled by this group of mobs.

Lin Yilian took the silver needle in Chen Jinyuan's hand, noncommittal, Chen Jinyuan said, "Don't underestimate your sister Lian, she is a disciple of Baihua Valley, and one of her uncles is known as a medical immortal." ”

I don't know what's going on, at this moment, Chen Jinyuan thought of Murong Ming again.

"Really?" Barbarian Ling'er's eyes flickered as she looked at Lin Yilian, and after Chen Jinyuan said this, the expression on her face was obviously much more relieved.

"Hehe, even if she can't, we still have a big player here!" The thief smiled, obviously talking about Chen Jinyuan.

Chen Jinyuan glanced at the thief, but he did not deny that with his current medical skills, it can be said that he is definitely the top existence in the apricot forest, and the thief is not false at all.

"Where do you hurt?" While several people were talking, Lin Yilian had already begun to diagnose and treat.

"I ...... I hurt all over! The middle-aged man stood up tremblingly, and the sweat on his forehead proved that he was in great pain.

After looking at the question, Lin Yilian frowned, and seemed to be a little difficult.

"What about the girl, can you cure it? If you can't cure it, let the archmage cure me! The middle-aged man's thin face was tangled, and the eyes that looked at Lin Yilian seemed to be expecting and begging. (To be continued.) )