Under the leadership of the little turtle with an unhappy face, everyone entered Muchen's wooden house, and Luo Siyuan moved a wooden chair like a little daughter-in-law, and the latter nodded with satisfaction: "The little girl is very good, I guess you like this kid?"

The wealth fan blushed and did not answer, and Lulu on the side pouted unhappily.

Wang Yueming, an old and refined person, naturally noticed everyone's expressions, and said in his heart, this kid lying on the bed is not shallow.

He put his hand on Mu Chen's pulse, and after a while, he took it back, his face was a little ugly, and he said to the expectant crowd: "It's not saved, he's dead, let's prepare for the future!"

The house was amazed!

But soon the old man changed his expression again, and said with a wicked smile: "Just kidding, look at you all like the sky is falling." ”

"Nima..."The little turtle's teeth itched, if it were someone else, it would have been over a long time ago.

"Senior, you... It's really humorous. Luo Guangling couldn't cry or laugh.

Lulu asked cautiously, "How sure is Yao Lao?"

"It's not a big deal, but the spirit is scattered, just call it back. The old man looked confident.

Among the people present, only Demon Moon was the most calm, he knew better than anyone else what his friend was capable of, and said: "Don't worry, if he says it's not a big problem, it's really not a big problem." ”

Everyone is really relieved now, and the half-immortals have spoken, so it must be right.

In fact, it's not that they don't believe in the Medicine Saint King, it's just that after two all-out treatments by the Confucius Academy and the Elf Queen, they failed, and there is a shadow.

Although the other party is known as the second in the medical path and is a miracle doctor who can snatch people back from the hands of Hades, after all, no one present has seen his anti-heaven methods with their own eyes, and it is understandable that he was a little uneasy at first.

"Cut!" The little turtle's heart was also stable, but he raised his mouth and said: "Why don't you believe it so much, do you have a doctor's certificate?"

Wang Yueming directly ignored it, took out a piece of paper and wrote out a bunch of things, and then handed it to the Great Elder: "Put the things on it, nothing less." ”

The Great Elder was like receiving a holy relic, but after taking a look, his face suddenly became very strange: "This..."

Seeing this, the others couldn't help but be curious, could it be that the other party wanted something difficult to find?

The little turtle jumped on the head of the Great Elder and looked down: "The Underworld, the Spirit Gathering Pen, the Soul Covering Stone, the Lightning Strike Wood, the Horse's Hoof... the old tortoise shell! Return Nima's ten pairs!"

Its eyes glared at the boss, and it said angrily: "Old man, are you fooling us? These things can save people?"

"It's not just gods that can save people, as long as they are used correctly, poisonous things can also save people, you know. The old man has practiced medicine all his life, and he has never missed, if he wants to save people, he will follow my rules, and he should not prepare quickly. "The Medicine Saint King has a bullish face, but he also has the qualifications to be bullish.

"I'll go right away. The Great Elder put away the paper and turned to leave.

The elven queen said, "It will take some time to prepare things, so why don't you two go to the other room and rest for a while." ”

"Hmm. Wang Yueming walked out of the wooden house with his hands behind his back, and before leaving, he suddenly said something that made the little turtle crazy: "The old man is a little hungry, please get some food, I like the old turtle soup the most, and I will send it to the house." ”

"Nima, I fought with you!" The little turtle was angry, and was held down by He Wei.

The old man turned his head and shook his head: "Uneducated." ”

"Don't stop you, damn, don't go, old thing, I want to practice with you alone!"

......

The demon moon and the demon saint king rested, leaving the little turtle to jump up and down angrily in the wooden house, smashing things to vent.

In fact, the other people are a little strange in their hearts, because the things that the other party wants are too out-of-the-way, and none of them are serious medicinal materials, but more like the things used by those people in the mortal world who pretend to be gods and ghosts.

"I remember that the boss used these things every time he opened the altar before digging people's ancestral graves..."Liao Jie said. Sanjiu Chinese Network

Chen Zheng quibbled: "Can you speak, brother is studying the unknown historical truth buried in the ground, referred to as archaeology!"

"There is no doubt that the words of the second legend of the medical path are enough to explain everything. Shae said.

......

Time: Three days later.

Location: Elf Square.

A makeshift platform was erected high, the "living dead" wood dust was placed at the highest point, and the surrounding area was crowded with elves, all wanting to see how the legendary Medicine Saint King came back to life and created miracles.

At noon, Demon Moon and the Medicine Saint King came, and the latter walked slowly to the square table with a toothpick in his mouth, just like those old aunts who wandered around the vegetable market all day long, picking and picking the life-saving materials on the table.

Sure that everything was fine, he nodded, and was not in a hurry to use his magical powers, the old god was sitting on the chair and drinking tea.

The little turtle couldn't get used to his leisurely appearance, grinded his teeth and said, "If this old bastard doesn't save people later, the master promises to throw him down the cliff in a ball." ”

Originally, it didn't want to come, but the old man said that he needed its help in the process of treatment, and the little turtle was very unhappy to come.

"What's the hell about it? It's fun to have a bunch of people basking here?" it couldn't help but grumble.

The Medicine Saint King's eyes narrowed slightly: "You care about me, if you don't like it, stay where you go, and I'll call you when I need you." ”

"I won't leave, I'm not happy that you bite me!"

"I'm sorry, the old man never eats. He said lightly.

Perfect counterattack, the little turtle was almost suffocated by this sentence...

Others are uncomfortable, they want to laugh but don't dare to laugh, and the little turtle that has always scared others to madness finally has a nemesis, which is so interesting.

Another hour passed, Wang Yueming looked at the sky, and finally started.

He picked up three sandalwood sticks, shook them lightly, spontaneously combusted without fire, and inserted them into the three-legged copper stove.

Suddenly, the entire Elven Square fell silent, and everyone watched with wide eyes.

As soon as the Medicine Saint King slapped the table, a peachwood sword flew up, grabbed it in his hand, and then sprinkled the underworld soil in all directions with his other hand.

"Babbling, babbling, nothing, pulling black..."

A scene that made people in a daze appeared, only to see the old man holding a sword in both hands, saying words that no one could understand, and circling around the platform like a convulsion.

"I'll rub it, isn't this Nima just a dancing god!" the little turtle had a black line on his face.

Soon, a holy aura permeated all directions, isolating the platform. Immediately afterwards, the old man stopped convulsing, and slapped the table again, and the spirit covering stones, lightning struck wood, and old tortoise shells on it were all shaken into powder and fell into the jade bowl.

Then another action that made everyone chrysanthemum tense appeared.

"Bah..."

"Fuck me!"

"My day!"

"I'll do it!"

In the stunned gaze of everyone, Wang Yueming opened his mouth and spit into the bowl with a mouthful of spittle, and then stirred and stirred with a spirit gathering pen...