Chapter 177: Rejuvenation of Wonderful Hands! Maoshan Taoist! 2 more
"Why don't you go down and investigate?" The bull head whispered. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"At this time, in broad daylight, it is not appropriate to make a big move" Ma Mian shook his head: "I'll go back first to resume my life." Remember this medical center, there will be opportunities in the future. ”
Seeing the bull's head and horse face, Chen Chong turned his head and left, Chen Chong breathed a sigh of relief, slowly fell, and turned into a human form.
The woman was crying with joy, kneeling in front of Bai Suzhen, and the great kindness kept talking.
Outside, Li Gongfu and Xu Jiaorong were in good condition, waiting for news from the Hanging Pot Pavilion.
"So long? Nothing will happen, will it? Li Gongfu frowned.
"What could happen?" Xu Jiaorong covered her mouth and snickered: "This time, the gold-lettered signboard of the Hanging Pot Pavilion is smashed!" ”
The door opened.
Countless people watching the excitement looked at the door in unison.
Chen Chong walked out.
Li Gongfu greeted him: "How?" ”
Chen Chong shook his head: "It's a pity. ”
Xu Jiaorong laughed, her heart was straightforward, and she couldn't help jumping out: "Oh, the hanging pot hall hanging pot hall, the hanging pot is good for the world, it's nothing more than that." You were the first critically ill patient to be sent to death. Gee. ”
The fat man didn't like to listen to it: "Xu Jiaorong! What nonsense are you talking about? Get out of here! ”
Xu Jiaorong raised a pair of Danfeng eyes, looked up to the sky and laughed: "You have killed people, and you are not allowed to talk about it?" Can you block the mouth of everyone in this money pond? ”
There was also a lot of talk among the people.
"Well, it really doesn't work."
"Heding Hong, it's hopeless. I can't blame this hanging pot house."
"But it's really unlucky to kill someone."
Chen Chong said leisurely: "Who said that we killed people? ”
He smiled at Xu Jiaorong: "It's a pity that I disappointed you!" ”
He waved his hand.
The woman who took the poison walked out, although her face was still a little pale, but she was indeed able to move without hindrance and was rescued.
Xu Jiaorong had a ghostly expression on her face.
Her family looked incredulous, and the old mother rushed up and hugged her: "My idiot! Even if we are wronged, let's just go home. Why are you so confused? ”
The woman burst into tears and nodded repeatedly: "Mother! ”
The family was reunited, holding their heads and crying.
Li Gongfu looked confused.
Xu Jiaorong was alive and dead, her face was red, as if she had been slapped a few big mouths.
Xu Xian's face was thin, and he was even more surprised to grow his mouth and couldn't speak.
Nengfu frowned.
"Even Heding Red can be cured? This kind of means, even my Jinshan Temple, can't do it, right? Nengcan couldn't bear to say secretly in his heart, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he was even more suspicious of this hanging pot hall.
This kind of method is too amazing.
Chen Chong said to Li Gongfu: "Fortunately, I don't disgrace my life!" This lady has been saved. ”
Li Gongfu originally wanted to give the Hanging Pot Pavilion a dismount and smash the gold-lettered signboard, but at this time, he was used by Chen Chong in turn, and in front of everyone, he made the Hanging Pot Pavilion show his face greatly, and at this time he was tired of his heart, and he could only smile and say: "Folks, the Hanging Pot Pavilion really lived up to expectations and saved this woman who was red and poisoned." ”
He said a few words hastily, and then took the servant to leave.
The woman and her family knelt down for Chen Chong: "The Hanging Pot Pavilion saved my life, and it is difficult for the little woman to report it with a grass rank." ”
The people in the surrounding Qiantang shouted when they saw that the hanging pot hall was so magical.
"What a hanging pot house!"
"Well deserved!"
"The head of the Three Emperors Patriarch Association is well deserved!"
Chen Chong received a message.
"The Hanging Pot Pavilion saved a critically ill patient and got 3 blessing points."
Looking at Li Gongfu and Xu Jiaorong, who were embarrassed among the people, Chen Chong and Bai Suzhen behind the window glanced at each other and smiled.
That's a shot in the foot.
In the future, I am afraid that the name of the Hanging Pot Pavilion will be even louder.
On the third day, the Hanging Pot Pavilion was still full of people.
Nengren observed for another day and found that this hanging pot hall was too effective.
Those who went in were seriously ill, and after staying for a long time, they came out in good spirits, which can be described as medicine to get rid of the disease, and the magic hand to rejuvenate!
If the hospital is so magical, there is no birth, old age, sickness and death, what is the use of the underworld? What is the use of Buddhism? There is still a fart incense in Jinshan Temple?
Xu Jiaorong also comes every day.
It's not that she doesn't forget the hanging pot hall, it's really that the security hall at home is cold, no one goes, and there is nothing to do while sitting.
The more I can endure it, the more I feel that there is something strange in this, and when I heard Xu Jiaorong gritting her teeth, she walked up to Xu Jiaorong, clasped her hands together, and talked to Xu Jiaorong.
Xu Jiaorong was startled at first, for fear of causing trouble, but she quickly reacted.
Master Fahai is a demon slayer!
Her eyes rolled, and she hit it off with Nengren, and discussed going in to test it.
Nengren handed it over to Xu Jiaorong, a small bell.
This is Fa Ling, once she encounters a demonic energy, she will react.
Nengren waited for others, eyeing them and was ready to rush in and arrest people at any time.
That Xu Jiaorong dressed up, walked in, sat in front of Bai Suzhen, and kept saying that she wanted to see a doctor.
Fortunately, Bai Suzhen's Taoism is profound, and she saw through Xu Jiaorong's dress in time, knowing that this woman had bad intentions, and saw through the demonic magic bell, and casually prescribed two pairs of gynecological medicines, and sent Xu Jiaorong out.
Xu Jiaorong failed to grasp the handle, but instead spent money to buy gynecological medicine, and was sneered at by the fat man of Qing'er, and was so angry that her mouth was crooked.
I couldn't bear to see that I couldn't find the handle, and I frowned. However, he is a great disciple of Fahai, and if he can't make a plan, he will have another plan.
He used the technique of Buddhist visualization to recite words.
What is he looking for?
Demonic!
It's a pity that on the hanging pot hall, there is Xiao Qian's high-level illusion array, and he can't bear to see through the demonic energy in it, otherwise he would have entered it a long time ago.
He's looking for other demonic spirits.
After the completion of this Leifeng Tower, there were no monsters in Hangzhou Mansion, and they were all put into Leifeng Tower, but not in Qiantang County.
In Qiantang County, there are still individual demonic qi lurking.
can endure the detection of demonic energy, of course, not to get rid of demons.
His eyes flashed, a deep smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he disappeared in place.
In the south of Qiantang County, a Taoist priest sat cross-legged, only to see him wearing a feather coat, with three beards on his face, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was sleeping but not sleeping. However, simple meditation gives people a sense of being out of the ordinary, as if they are masters who have not been born for a long time. Only his belly is very large, and he has a big belly, which is quite like a toad, which destroys the overall sense of fairy wind and bones.
A flag behind him reads: "Maoshan Taoist Wang Daoling"
The people who passed by all respected him and were careful, and some people sent silver and two melons and fruits.
People whispered.
"This is the king of the road, and he is very effective!"
"His Maoshan Dao technique is simply superb."
"I've seen him perform Taoist techniques, and he can grow watermelons in March, which is indeed a poor creation."
Nengren turned out of the corner, smiled coldly, and walked in front of the Taoist priest.
The pot-bellied Taoist priest had evil eyes, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.
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