For me, three days is enough! Qin Xianglin said calmly, there was neither panic or panic before death on his face, nor was there anyone dying, and all thoughts were lost. Watermark Ad Test Watermark Ad Test

Doctor Sun looked at Qin Xianglin and felt more and more surprised, he didn't understand why this beggar-like guy in front of him gave people a chic feeling, like a natural king.

"Old man Sun, your medical skills are really average!" Qin Xianglin was still contemptuous. mocked.

"You??" Dr. Sun's anger rekindled, "What are you angry about a person who can live for three days? “

Qin Xianglin suddenly laughed out loud, and his laughter was hearty and heroic. "You don't have the benevolence of a doctor, and you don't have the distinction of an elder, so you don't deserve the four words of this apricot forest skill!"

Qin Xianglin scoffed. His face was heroic, "You said I wouldn't live for three days, but I want to live for five days!" “

Doctor Sun was so angry that his goatee was about to curl, he pointed at Qin Xianglin, and said with a trembling hand, "You." You straight thief, saying that you can live for three days is to lift you up! “

Qin Xianglin laughed out loud and never looked back.

The old stone limped and walked in front dejectedly.

"Uncle Shi, don't be sad, if you are destined to die, it is useless to be sad!" Qin Xianglin loudly comforted the old stone.

Old Shi nodded, let out a long sigh, turned his head and asked, "Brother Qin, there is really no chance at all!" “

Qin Xianglin shook his head when he heard this, and said, "That's a quack, I can't believe his words!" “

The old stone was very pleased to agree, "Not bad! He's a quack! “

Qin Xianglin listened to the toothy smile, and the old stone also laughed, revealing his missing front teeth.

Then the old stone didn't leave, and said to Qin Xianglin: "Let's not go anywhere else, just here, angry with that old guy!" “

Qin Xianglin nodded, "Okay!" Anyway, he can't help us! “

"That's it!" Old Stone laughed.

So, the three of them found a spacious place to sit down, put Qin Xianglin on the ground, and then the old stone stretched out his hand to the people passing by around him and begged, "Okay, okay, have mercy on us!" “

However, no one in the people who came and went wanted to look at the old stone more than once. After sitting like this for more than an hour, the old beggar only had to get a dollar.

"Uncle Shi, I'm afraid it won't work like this!" Lying next to a big tree like a mountain, he said.

"Huh?? There aren't many good people these days! The old stone couldn't help but sigh.

"Uncle Shi, how much did you have to do on your best day?" Qin Xianglin looked at the empty porcelain bowl of the old stone and asked.

"The highest one was more than four hundred yuan, and that day made me so happy, someone gave me a hundred at once!" Old Stone said with some pride.

Qin Xianglin nodded slightly, thought for a while and said to the old stone: "Uncle Shi, you find something that can write on the ground, try my method!" “

"Can you write?" The old stone searched around, and suddenly a lipstick was pulled out of the broken pocket. "Is this okay?"

Qin Xianglin nodded and said, "As long as you can write it clearly!" “

"What to write?" The old stone asked again.

"You just write, eight-character fortune-telling, you are not allowed to ask for money!" Qin Xianglin said while lying on the ground.

"Eight-character fortune-telling? Brother Qin, will you do this? Old Stone asked suspiciously.

"Yes! As long as someone counts, we will have money! Qin Xianglin leaned his head on the big tree's leg and said.

At this moment, the big tree is still looking at the front with empty eyes, his expression is dull, and he is as quiet as a sculpture.

The old stone scribbled these words on the ground, and waited.

It's been another hour of waiting, not to mention fortune telling, not even the one who stopped to take a look.

Qin Xianglin couldn't help but wonder for a while, didn't anyone in Guangnan know the eight characters of birth?

I waited from noon to afternoon, from afternoon to evening, and there was still no one.

Wait until it gets dark. The three men got up from the ground, like three grizzled mice, and then walked into the alley, and then came to the shop, and ate half a pot of cold rice.

On the way back, Qin Xianglin felt that something was not right, and his whole body felt like it was about to fall apart, and the pain made Qin Xianglin's whole body numb.

"Uncle Shi, I don't feel good anymore?" Qin Xianglin gritted his teeth and said to the old stone.

When the old stone heard this, he immediately shouted at the big tree: "Big tree." Run! Quick, run! “

After speaking, the old stone used his mouth to learn the sound of the ambulance. Although in Qin Xianglin's opinion, the old stone does not have the slightest resemblance.

However, the tree was so frightened that he ran away.

A running rhinoceros, violent jolting.

Qin Xianglin's nosebleed began to flow along the corners of his mouth, as if dripping drop by drop, and then like spring water, endlessly.

Suddenly, Qin Xianglin felt dizzy, and his head hurt as if it was about to explode.

Qin Xianglin felt that his head was about to crack, his heart didn't seem to be beating, and gradually, he lost consciousness.

When Qin Xianglin woke up again, he was lying in front of a temple gate, with big trees and old stones sitting beside him.

"Brother Qin, Brother Qin?" The old stone called out to Qin Xianglin anxiously.

Qin Xianglin's mind was blank, and it took him a long time to know who he was and who the person in front of him was.

"Uncle Stone??" Qin Xianglin shouted with difficulty, and his voice was like spitting fire.

The old stone immediately gave Qin Xianglin a sip of water.

Qin Xianglin drank this sip of water as if he had drunk a sip of panacea, and the whole person began to slowly slow back.

After about ten minutes, Qin Xianglin was finally able to do it, and at this time, with the faint light, Qin Xianglin looked around, and saw a statue of a god erected at the door, only to find that this was a temple.

"Uncle Stone, let's go!" Qin Xianglin said.

Old Stone shook his head, "There's nowhere to go!" Our cave house has been moved! “

Old Stone said it a little bleakly, like a homeless child.

Qin Xianglin wanted to say something but didn't know what to say, he just looked at the Buddha statue in front of the temple in a daze.

A faint wind blew in the dark night, and the robe draped on the Buddha statue shook with it.

"Huh?? This clay Buddha statue still has a place to shelter from the wind and rain, and there is also a complete robe, but we are big living people, but there is no place to stay! Qin Xianglin couldn't help but sigh.

"Isn't it, sometimes, I really think it's better to be alive than dead! At least down there, you won't be hungry, wind and rain! The old stone sighed with some sadness.

Qin Xianglin silently didn't speak, looking at the clay statue of King Kong, that big head, which was a little similar to the big tree.

"Uncle Shi, do you think the big tree looks like this King Kong guarding the door?"

Qin Xianglin didn't want the atmosphere to become so sad, so he made a joke.

The old stone looked at the big tree carefully, then looked at the Buddha statue, and said with a smile: "The big tree of the dog day looks even more powerful than the Buddha statue!" “

Qin Xianglin suddenly remembered something, and asked the old stone, "Uncle Shi, do you say that if the big tree has a shaved head and wears a robe, it doesn't look like a monk?" “

"Well, I don't know!" Old Stone shook his head.

"It's a pity that the big tree has hair??" Qin Xianglin shook his head.

"What? Brother Qin, do you have any good ideas? Old Stone hurriedly asked.

"If, the big tree has no hair. Maybe that's a good idea! Qin Xianglin shook his head and said.

"What's so rare about this, I shaved the hair of the big tree! I can scrape it with a broken bowl! Old Stone said proudly.

"Okay, then there's a way!" Qin Xianglin happily said to the old stone: "Uncle Stone, do you dare to steal the robe on the Buddha statue?" “

"What's not to dare to do here?" While he was talking, the old stone went to get the robe from the Buddha statue.

Then at sunrise the next day. On the street sat a majestic man.

He was dressed in a robe, sat on the ground, and had a ring scar on one of his big heads (the so-called ring scar was painted by the old stone with lipstick)

The tall tree sat there, looking ahead with empty eyes. The expression is sluggish. With the blessing of the robe, the whole person becomes a little more mysterious.

Then, Qin Xianglin wrote two rows of characters before the death of the big tree: "Save the suffering, save the suffering, and approve the eight characters for free!" “

Qin Xianglin was able to sit firmly in front of the wall, and the old stone sat beside Qin Xianglin, "Is this okay?" “

The old stone asked, Qin Xianglin smiled slightly, "Just rush to the big tree like this!" “

"Brother Qin, where does our money come from?" Old Stone asked puzzled.

Qin Xianglin smiled mysteriously and said, "As long as someone counts the eight characters, we will not be short of money!" “

After waiting like this for half an hour, a middle-aged woman who was shopping for vegetables stopped beside the big tree, looked the tree up and down, looked at the handwriting on the ground, and asked suspiciously, "Master." Is it really free to batch Bazi? “

"It's true that monks don't lie!" Qin Xianglin hurriedly said.

The middle-aged woman glanced at Qin Xianglin and asked suspiciously, "I haven't heard that a monk can approve eight characters?" “

"Huh??" Qin Xianglin was choked and almost couldn't answer, "Donor." You don't understand this, have you ever heard of the saying that the Buddha is the Tao? “

The middle-aged woman nodded stunnedly, "There seems to be such a sentence!" “

Qin Xianglin said again: "Anyway, it's free to approve eight characters, and you don't charge money, why don't you try it?" “

The middle-aged woman nodded thoughtfully, "Okay, I want to calculate for my son!" “

Qin Xianglin nodded, "You can tell me the date of birth!" “

The middle-aged woman looked at Qin Xianglin suspiciously and asked, "Are you still a master?" “

"The master is already in a state of concentration at this time, let me show you first! Anyway, I don't charge money, so I can't see if you go! Qin Xianglin explained.

"Okay!" The middle-aged woman nodded, reported the date of her son's birth, and reported the four pillars and eight characters that she had asked someone to arrange before.

Qin Xianglin couldn't help but perk up when he heard the familiar Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branch.

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