"Moo..."

The old green cow hissed, and a tear flowed down the big bull's eye.

Wang Chong looked at Lao Niu like this, and had a toothache.

"That's it, that's it, this cow also has some spirituality, and it was raised by the original body, so it is a pity to sell it for people to eat meat, it is really a pity, and it will be a leg strength in the future."

has come to the county town to buy and sell cattle, horses, pigs and sheep outside the market, but the old cow sensed the sad cry of the same kind, and never wanted to take another step, and showed a sad look at Wang Chong.

What the hell does this old cow know that this old cow is mortal, and he can still have some wisdom?

"Let's go! Gotta find a job, or you'll be hungry tomorrow. ”

After patting the head of the big green cow three times, Wang Chong walked forward with his hands, and he didn't know if the cow understood, and he didn't need Wang Chong to hold the leash, and slowly followed behind Wang Chong.

If he wants to sell cattle, it's just that Wang Chong is too lazy to bother, thinking that he will use the money from the sale of cattle to raise his body's vitality back, so he officially starts building a foundation in 100 days, and then steps into cultivation.

Now that the old cow is not sold, Wang Chong has all the means to feed himself and the old cow.

Although the Wutai faction was beaten as a side sect, the mixed yuan patriarch himself always felt that he was a Taoist master of the two Taoist sects, and a serious cultivator.

Therefore, after Wang worshiped the master, he not only taught Wang Chong the true solution of mixed yuan, but also taught the mountain doctor and other miscellaneous techniques, so that when Wang Chong went down the mountain, he could accumulate external strength.

These miscellaneous techniques, just take them out, they are all rare and precious inheritances in the mortal world.

Nowadays, even if the world is different, Wang Chong also believes that these miscellaneous studies have their own commonalities, and it is really not difficult to find an errand to eat well.

【Huimin Pavilion】

Looking at the plaque on the door of the medical hall and the messy people inside, Wang Chong smiled, patted Da Qingniu's head and said:

"Wait here, if you run around and are slaughtered and eaten meat, don't blame me."

"Moo" Qingniu called, I don't know if I understood, Wang Chong didn't care about it, sorted out the tattered linen clothes a little, and stepped into the hospital with his head held high.

In the medical hall, there is only one sitting in the hall, a few apprentices, and a shopkeeper who specializes in catching medicines.

This small county, the population is not more than 1,000 households, most of the people live in poverty, even if they have a minor illness, they are patient, or pick some herbs to eat, they can get through it, only if they can't get through, when they drag a minor illness into a major illness, they will come to seek medical treatment, so don't look at the population is not small, but there are less than ten Chinese medicine halls in the city.

The people they serve are also different, some of them are dedicated to the treatment of the wealthy in the city, others are specialized in treating bruises, but they are also treating those so-called gang members.

This Huimin Pavilion looks like the business is good, but ordinary people come to seek medical treatment.

Not to mention that you can't make much money, it's all serious.

Lang Zhong, who was sitting in the hall, still had some skills, not fooling people, but just like that, Wang Chong looked at it for a while, and two of the four patients had already been misjudged by him, and the accuracy rate was only half of it, quack doctors were not counted, and good doctors were reluctant.

Wang Chong didn't remind him that in his previous life, he was besieged by more than a dozen top figures from the two realms of righteousness and demons, firstly, because he broke through the Golden Immortal, he was already full of calamities, and he himself had little cultivation at the beginning, which caused the calamities to become more and more violent.

The second is that he is too bad, the corners of his eyes are too high, relying on his ability to know beforehand, not to mention the opportunities of taking people and bad people everywhere, being arrogant and domineering, no one puts it in his eyes, but except for the master of Taiyi Mixed Yuan, who heard that Wang Chong was being chased and killed, and came to the rescue, even the rest of the brothers in the door did not come to help.

After almost dying and becoming a magic weapon Yuan Ling, Wang Chong really learned from the pain.

"My temper really needs to be changed, no matter how arrogant I was in my previous life, no one will take it seriously, I'm afraid the ending in this life will not be much better, if you can make a few friends at the beginning, or accept a few disciples to be trained by good students, you won't be alone."

The first life died in a car accident, it came too quickly and too suddenly, and the person was gone, and he really didn't understand it, but in the Shushan world, although he didn't really die, he was chased like a lost dog, and his life was in danger at any time, and finally he was surrounded by people, and there was no life, but it made Wang Chongshen think clearly, and he had a lot of feelings.

"Shopkeeper, I don't know if there is still a shortage of doctors in the museum?"

Zeng Que, who was bowing his head to grab the medicine, hurriedly raised his head, but at first glance, he was a young man with a dark face and an ordinary appearance, and he wanted to refuse immediately, but this young man looked inconspicuous, but after a closer look, he was smiling, raising his head and chest, and full of confidence, which made Zeng Que a little uncertain.

"What is missing, but there are elders in Xiao Langjun's family who want to go out of the mountain?"

Wang Chong shook his head with a smile and said:

"It's not the elders who want to go out of the mountain, it's that I want to go out of the mountain."

When Zeng Que heard that it was Wang Chong, he immediately shook his head, but before he could say anything to refuse, Wang Chong continued to laugh and said:

"I know that the shopkeeper doesn't trust, so good, I see that the shopkeeper is quite busy here, today is free for the shopkeeper to sit in the hall for a day, let the shopkeeper see how I am doing?"

Wang Chong's confidence in what he said, coupled with the fact that it was free, Zeng Que was immediately moved, and after pondering slightly, he immediately nodded in agreement.

"Okay, just believe Xiao Langjun once."

Wang Chong nodded and said with a smile:

"It's so good, it's just that I'm in a hurry, I don't have anything to grow, maybe I'm going to prepare a set of acupuncture?"

Zeng Que nodded: "This is as it should be, Xiao Langjun and sit first, and I will arrange it." ”

Wang Chong smiled and nodded, without twisting, turned around and dragged a chair to sit down, waiting quietly.

In less than a while, Zeng Que commanded a few men, set up a consultation platform opposite the sitting hall surnamed Chen, and brought a set of consultation equipment, and then invited Wang Chong to sit down, and then loudly announced that the anxious people would come to Wang Chong's place for treatment.

It's just that Wang Chong's face is too tender, and his clothes are not very decent, and he doesn't look like a man, so the people just take a look, and after discussing a few words, they still choose to gather around the opposite side.

Wang Chong was not in a hurry, picked up the tea sent by the job, took a sip, and waited slowly.

After about half an hour, there were more and more people in the infirmary, and a thin woman ran into the infirmary with a child of about four or five years old in her arms.

The child's eyes were white, there was foam at the corners of his mouth, and his whole body was convulsive, Wang Chong just glanced at it, and he roughly understood the condition.

The woman shouted "help" and squeezed in, but she was too thin a woman to squeeze people, and the illness of coming to the hospital was not light, even if there were one or two people who were soft-hearted, most of them were still more selfish.

The woman squeezed several times, but could not squeeze in, she was so anxious that she cried, but there was nothing she could do, but the child in her arms changed from convulsions to the whole person was upright, even if she did not understand, she knew that her child was afraid that it was getting more and more serious.

Just when the woman didn't know what to do, a faint voice came from behind her.

"Bring it to me."

The woman turned around, and saw a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy sitting at the consultation table behind her.

The woman didn't think much about it at all, as if grasping the last straw, and hurriedly came to Wang Chong with the child in her arms, and begged:

"Please, doctor, save my child."