After saying this, he folded his hands and chanted the Buddha's name to the good men and women sitting below. Then he said, "This is the end of today's Buddha meeting, and seven days later will be the birthday of the Medicine Buddha Liuliguang Buddha." There will be a Buddhist meeting at the White Horse Temple, please donors ...... earlier."

Before the fat monk finished speaking, the expression on his face became strange. Obsessively, his eyes straightened, and after shaking his body a few times, he suddenly fell off the pulpit. At the beginning, in order for the good men and women in the audience to see clearly, this pulpit was more than enough to repair. Zhiyuan's body was too fat, and the moment he fell to the ground, the entire Buddhist hall trembled.

The fat monk didn't stand up again after he fell, and waited until the little monk lifted up the obsessive fat body. only to find that his mouth was crooked, and his saliva couldn't stop flowing down the corners of his mouth, looking like he had a stroke.

It just so happened that among the good men and women who listened to the scriptures below, there was a famous doctor in Luoyang City. At the moment, the doctor revealed his identity. Then he stepped forward to check the pulse of the great monk, and at the same time as his finger was on the obsessive Yuan vein. The famous doctor in Luoyang City frowned, and after a while, he removed his fingers from the wrist of the great monk.

"Obsessed with Master Yuan, this is a stroke disease, take pen and ink, bamboo slips. I prescribe prescriptions for the master, remember, grab and fry quickly. If you delay, the master is afraid that he will have to worry about his life...... "When the doctor spoke, the little monk quickly took the pen, ink and bamboo slips. After writing down the names of more than 20 medicines on it, the doctor ordered a monk with fast legs to go to the pharmacy to grab the medicine.

After watching the little monk run away with the prescription, the doctor took out the silver needle he was carrying, and pricked the silver needle for the big monk who was speechless in front of everyone. Just when the doctor was sticking to Yuan's needle, Wu Mian's eyes had already left the great monk. Both of their eyes stayed on a young monk in the crowd, who had just suddenly disappeared and suddenly appeared again.

While the two of them were staring at the priest ring, the monk also saw the two of them. After a moment of eye contact, Shijie turned and pushed away the crowd and walked outside. Without waiting for Wu Mian to chase him or not, he had disappeared into the crowd.

"I know that Guangxiao will not die" After smiling at Wu Mian, he pushed away the congested crowd and walked towards the place where the great monk fainted, and said in his mouth: "Let me go, I am more than 100 old people, who squeezed my old man's house, and the second half of my life will be supported in your house......"

Seeing that the old guy was not looking good, the people around him were also afraid of being affected by this old guy. Unexpectedly made way for him, and after the old guy squeezed in, he squatted on the ground and laughed at the doctor who was giving acupuncture to the great monk. Then he suddenly moved the silver needles that the doctor had finally stabbed into Zhiyuan's body, and pulled them out one by one.

The old guy's technique was too fast, and before the doctor could react, the silver needle he had just stabbed into the body of the great monk was already in the hands of the non-returnee. At that moment, the famous doctor of Luoyang City suddenly became angry: "What do you want to do!" Master Yuan is already in the ghost gate......"

Before the doctor's words were finished, he saw that the old guy had already raised his hand and slapped at the obsessive fat face: "Great monk, it's almost there." Your Buddha said that you can't go to him yet. Great monk, you are too fat, the Buddha can't take care of your food......"

Before he finished saying that he would not return, he saw that the great monk who was in the ghost gate suddenly sat up straight. The appearance of the crooked eyes that was still crooked also returned to normal, and after sitting up, he spat at the return: "Phew! Don't talk nonsense, monk, I don't eat much! ”

After saying this, Zhiyuan reacted and fell to the ground. After glancing at the people around him in surprise, he called one of his disciples over and said, "What happened just now?" The monk said it in a dignified manner, how can he say that it will fall? You say, is this hometown, the old benefactor, pushed down by the monk? ”

"Phew!" After listening to the words of the great monk, Gui Bugui smiled bitterly and continued: "Old man, I'll do it, monk, are you still sitting up?" At this time, your Buddha is already holding your hand and chatting, fatty, you are early, I am not ready to ......"

When the old guy was talking nonsense, there was already a little monk who talked to him when he fainted in obsession just now. The monk frowned when he heard this: "Monk, I have a stroke?" Who talks nonsense with their eyes closed? Do you look like the monk is having a stroke? What famous doctor? Veterinarian bar......"

Obsessed with Yuan, don't look at the usual solemn appearance, he is originally a big grinning character. Suddenly fainting and waking up suddenly, the true nature of the moment is revealed. Completely ignoring the depth of the doctor whose face was already purple, at this moment, the famous doctor in Luoyang City covered his face with his sleeves and fled separately.

At this time, no one cared about the doctor anymore. The good men and women around him are singing praises to the great monk, saying that he has moved the Buddha by accumulating good karma, and then pushed the great monk back from the edge of life and death. At this time, Zhiyuan also came back to his senses and stood up with the support of the little monk. He chanted the Buddha's name a few times to the believers, and then changed back to his solemn appearance as a monk.

After a few polite words, the great monk took Wu Mian and the few of them back to his meditation room. After closing the door of the meditation room, Zhimiyuan immediately changed his face. Standing with eyebrows, he rushed back and said, "Old donor, the monk didn't have a stroke just now, right?" Is someone plotting against a monk? It's Guangren's master and apprentice of the Fangshi Sect, and they resented that our Shimen had robbed them of the limelight, so they ......"

Without waiting for Zhiyuan to finish speaking, Bai Wuqiu, who had always had a bottom fire with him, suddenly interrupted the words of the great monk. The second stunned man imitated Wu Mian's appearance, and after greeting Zhiyuan with the whites of his eyes, he said in a strange voice: "Monk, are you in good shape and bones, and your brain is still having a stroke?" Lao Tzu is too lazy to say about you, just your brain, how did the old monk in your family blind and accept you as a junior brother? Put it in our demon mountain, you will be strangled to death by your parents if you are born like this. When you grow up, the province will also be a shame for your parents - what do you want to do? Dry rack? Lao Tzu fought with you......"

When it comes to scolding the street, those who can tie with Bai Wuqiu have not yet been born. The big monk was annoyed by the second stunned man, and at that moment, a golden light more than half a foot long appeared on his body again, and he was going to go over to teach the second stunned a lesson. Not to be outdone, he knew that he was not the opponent of this monk, but he still took off his clothes and shouted that he was going to rush over.

At this time, Wu Mian, who was expressionless, suddenly stood in the middle of the two of them. Pushing away Bai Wuqiu with one hand, completely ignoring the fact that the golden light emanating from the great monk behind him had already touched his body. Because Wu Mian appeared too suddenly, Zhiyuan had no time to remove the golden light on his body, although he stopped in time, but the golden light still hit the white-haired man's body.

However, Wu Mian didn't seem to have anything, he just glanced back at the big monk and said in a signboard-like voice: "What? Do you still want elixir? ”

At the beginning, Zhiyuan also fought with Wu Mian once for the elixir of life, but Zhiyuan had no ability to fight back in front of this white-haired man. At that moment, the great monk reflexively took a few steps back, staring at Wu Mian when he was about to speak. Leng Buding said with a smile when he heard the return on the side: "That person who plotted against the great monk was also redundant, and he knew that he didn't have to do anything in this way." Wouldn't it be cheaper to just wait for us to fight first? ”

A sentence was given to the great monk, and after obsessively receiving the golden light of the body, he stared at the return or not and said, "Didn't the Fang Shi do it?" So who else could it be? In addition to you, the monks are only sin monks when they are promoting the Dharma. ”

Gui Wu said to the obsessive Yuan with a blank face: "Great monk, you find an opportunity to ask your nephew, what is his disciple called Shijie doing......