Gong Yeqian asked, "In this way, Mr. Liang pretended to die and planted poison in the coffin, which was specially designed to deal with the century-old monster." How did Mr. Liang know he was coming here?"

Liang Wuhua said: "Two days ago, I was sitting at home, and suddenly four people came to seek medical treatment, one of them was a fat monk, and the ribs on the back of his chest were broken eight times, which was injured by the Shaolin faction's palm force, and the broken bones had already been connected, and they would heal themselves in the future, and there was no danger." But the cold poison lurking in his viscera has nothing to do with external injuries, and if he is not treated, he will soon die of poison. ”

Hui Ming said: "Ashamed, ashamed! This is my Shaolin monk Huijing." This monk did not abide by the rules, escaped from the temple, and did misdeeds, and our temple sent someone to take back and punish according to the precepts, but he took the lead to hurt people, and injured Lao Na's teachers and nephews. It turns out that he still has cold poison in him, but it has nothing to do with us. I don't know who sent him for treatment. ”

Liang Wuhua said: "Another patient who came with him, it was very strange, he wore an iron shell on his head......"

Consistent Shi and Tian Zongliang jumped up at the same time and shouted, "It was this iron-headed boy who injured us. ”

Liangwu Huaqi said: "This young man has such skills? It's a pity that he came and went in a hurry at that time, and I didn't even take a pulse for him, otherwise I would have known some clues about his internal strength." ”

The gentleman asked, "What strange disease did this boy have?"

Liang Wuhua said: "He wanted to ask me to get rid of this iron owl on his head, but as soon as I examined it, this thing was actually imprisoned on his head and couldn't be removed." ”

He said, "Wonderful, wonderful! Could it be that this iron owl was brought out of his mother's womb and born on his head since he was a child?"

Liang Wuhua said: "That's not true. When the iron owl was placed on his head, it was hot, and his skin was so hot that his flesh was opened, and when the blood coagulated and scarred, the iron owl was connected to the back of his face and head. If you want to expose it hard, it will inevitably tear his eyelids, mouth, and nose into shape. ”

He gloated and sneered: "Since he came to beg you to remove the iron owl, he tore all his facial features and face, and it is no wonder that you." ”

Liang Wuhua said: "I was thinking about whether there was any way, and his two companions suddenly shouted loudly and ordered me to do it quickly. The surname Liang has a bad temper in his life, people want me to treat the disease, I have to ask for good words, if the other party is under pressure, Liang would rather die under the sword, than use art to heal people. ”

"I think about the Pingdingshan Heroes Conference back then, that Lu Qian was willing to risk life and death, and sent a little girl to ask me for healing. Lu Qian's gang is extremely brutal and vicious, but even if he asks me, he doesn't dare to be rude to me in his words......"

When he said this, he remembered that he was later inspired by Wu Shuang's way, and she pointed to the acupoints and shaved his beard, which was really a great shame in his life, so he stopped talking.

The first surname also has a bad temper in his life, if people want to treat me, they have to ask for good words, if the other party is under pressure, Yi would rather die of illness than let people be cured. ”

Kang Guangling laughed and said, "What kind of good treasure are you? People insist on treating you, and they have to beg you hard, unless you ...... Unless...... "can't think of anything for a while."

"Unless you are my son." ”

Kang Guangling was stunned, thinking that this is not bad, if my father is sick and refuses to see a doctor, I will definitely beg him bitterly.

He was a very reasonable person, but he didn't expect that he was pleasing him by saying this, so he said, "Yes, I am not your son." ”

He said: "Whether you are my son or not, only your mother understands in her heart, how do you know yourself?"

Kang Guangling was stunned, then nodded and said, "That's not bad." ”

The consistent man laughed and thought: "This person is a big fool, and if you take advantage of him, you won't be able to win." ”

Gongye said: "Mr. Liang, since the two of you are rude, you refuse to be treated." ”

Liang Wuhua nodded and said, "Exactly." At that time, I said: 'I have limited skills and can't deal with it, so please ask for another skill.' But the iron-headed man was very humble to me, and said: "Mr. Liang, your medical Tao is unparalleled in the world, and the people in the rivers and lakes are called "Saihuatuo", who in the martial arts does not admire you? The villain has always respected and admired you, and my father and your old man are also old friends, and I hope you will be merciful and save the son of the deceased. ”

The crowd was very concerned about the origin of this strange man, and six or seven voices asked at the same time, "Who is his father?"

Li puppet suddenly said: "Whose son is he, only his mother understands in his heart, how can he know it himself?"

He smiled and said: "Wonderful, you learn from me to speak, it's exactly the same, but I'm afraid it's not what I learned, but what I planted." ”

Li puppet said: "I am the ancestor of China, the Yellow Emperor is also, all the people of my country are my descendants." "Since he loves to pretend to be ancients, he thinks in his heart what kind of character he is, and he doesn't care if he always asks him for cheapness.

Liang Wuhua continued: "I heard the strange man claim to be the son of my deceased, and immediately asked him who his father was. The man said, 'The little man has suffered misfortune and dishonored his ancestors, and his father's name is not to be mentioned. But on the day of his father's death, he was indeed a close friend of Mr., and this matter was true, and the villain would never dare to deceive his father. ’”

"I heard him speak sincerely, and he was not a lie. It's just that he has traveled a lot, and he has a lot of friends, and when he heard him say that his father had died, he couldn't guess who his father was. I want to see his face when I get rid of him, and maybe I can deduce who his father is. ”

"It is not easy to uncover his iron hood and make him suffer as little damage as possible, and just as he was hesitating, one of his companions said: 'Master's decree, the first important thing is to heal the wound of this Huijing monk, and it doesn't matter if the strange man's iron owl is exposed or not. ’”

"As soon as I heard this, my heart immediately became angry, and I said, 'Who is Venerable Master? His decree can control you, but not me. ’”

"The man said viciously, 'My master's name is coming out, but I am afraid that it will scare you. His old man told you to heal the fat monk's wound quickly, and if you delay the time and mislead his old man's business, let you see the king of Hades immediately. ’”

"'When I first heard him speak, my heart was very angry, but after hearing it, I only felt that his accent was not pure, quite a bit of the voice of the Hu people in the Western Regions, and when I looked at his face, he was also curly and deep-eyed, very different from my Central Plains people's clan, and suddenly remembered a person, and asked: 'Are you from Guanshan and Haihai?'"

When the man heard this, his face immediately changed color and he said, 'Hey, you have a great eye. Yes, I'm from Guanshan Hai. Now that you have guessed, heal with your heart!'

I heard that he really thought that he was a disciple of a century-old monster, and pondered: 'The master has a deep hatred, why not revenge?' and pretended to be frightened, and asked: "I have long admired the old immortal magic of the mountains and seas, and the disciple admired him, but I didn't have the opportunity to meet him, I don't know if the old man also went to the Central Plains?"

The consistent scholar said: "Bah, bah, bah! You say that it doesn't matter if it's a hundred-year-old monster, or an old demon who watches mountains and seas, how can he be willing to fall and call him an 'old gentleman'! Shame, shame!"

Deng Baichuan said: "Third brother, Mr. Liang deliberately tried with words, how can he really call him 'old man'?"

If you want to be tempted, you can call it an 'old ghost', an 'old demon', and an 'old thief'. ”