Chapter 68: Acting

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"In front of me is Anrentang, they have seen me, so I won't go. Lu Qiqi and his party of four hid at the corner of the alley, watching An Rentang still be full of people.

Ao Tuo observed the largest medical hall in the capital and said, "I thought you didn't want to come, but I didn't expect you to not only come but also be so active." โ€

"That is, I'm an immortal, how can this kind of thing of demon slaying and defending the path be missing me. Lu Mi raised his head and swayed.

After knowing that there was actually demonic energy on An Ren's Immortal Pill, they unanimously decided to postpone the date of going to the Immortal Cultivation Realm. And first sent Lu Qiqi, Ao Tuo, Lame Dao and An Xian as pioneers, and came out to investigate the situation first, hoping to grasp some clues.

"Amitabha, the poor monk goes. An Xian volunteered, he knew the purpose of their trip, and he was very active, knowing that he embarked on the path of cultivating Buddhism when he was young. Otherwise, he would not have chosen to practice the extremely strong practice of "Angry Eyes Vajra", and the Buddhist Heart Sutra that Master Yixin had taught him for decades had never changed his mind.

"No, you're too conspicuous. The lame Daoist stopped him, An Xian's bright and big bald head, others can remember it at a glance, and now it is exposed, how can the rest of the matter continue, "In this way, let Xiaodao and Long Daoyou go, but we need to make some preparations before we go." โ€

Lame Taoists are worthy of being people who have been in the world for decades, and they will have many small tricks in the world, such as what they are doing at the moment - disguise. He went out for a walk and brought back a lot of strange bottles and cans, as well as a bag of incense ash.

Then I saw his hands keep smearing on his and Ao Tuo's faces, and after a while, two yellow and thin faces appeared, and at a glance, he knew that he was malnourished and living in poverty. Especially the lame Taoist himself, his thin cheeks were also lightly smeared with a layer of fragrant ash, and his black and yellow skin was faintly blue-gray, looking like he was terminally ill and dying.

In the end, he took out two patched old clothes, and the two of them changed them, not to mention people they didn't know, even Lu Qiqi and An Xian couldn't recognize them when they walked on the road.

His eyes lit up when he saw Lu Qiyi, and he exclaimed, "It's amazing, it's amazing." โ€

"It's just a little trick to carve insects. The lame Taoist smiled modestly, and his sickly face looked a little sad, and he bent down and coughed twice, putting on the image of a sick person.

"Teach me. Lu Qiqi almost stuck out his tongue like a puppy.

The lame Taoist was not stingy, and nodded generously, indicating that he would teach her this hand when he was free. can make her happy, almost jumping three feet high.

On this day, An Rentang came to a pair of poor grandchildren, and the grandfather had been supported by his grandson, and after walking two steps, he bent over and coughed deeply for a while, eager to cough out his lungs.

The young grandson's thin and meatless face was anxious and distressed: "Grandpa, bear with me, we are almost there." I've heard that the doctors here are very good at medicine, and they will definitely be able to cure you. By the end, his voice was almost choked.

If Lu Mi was next to him, he would definitely give a thumbs up, but he didn't expect Ao Tuo to have this talent.

"Ahem, cough, cough," the old man reluctantly glanced up at An Rentang's sign, bent down and coughed a few times, before panting: "How much does such a big, big store cost, we, we're poor, let's go back, uh, cough, cough......, cough

There was another earth-shattering cough, and the people passing by looked at him like this, knowing that it was tuberculosis, and they avoided it from afar. The guy guarding the door of Anrentang saw a lot of such patients, and his face was fine, but he didn't dare to step forward, he just stood at the door and shouted: "Today's free clinic is free, go over there to get the number first." โ€

Ao Tuo took a look, and sure enough, he saw a guy holding a large handful of signs in his hand and distributing them one by one. The people who got the sign felt like they were waiting in line to be called.

"Grandpa, we've met a good person. The grandson held the old man with one hand and touched his tears with the other.

The old man said intermittently: "There are a lot of people inside, so you can put me here, go in and get a number, and let's go in again when you shout." As if he knew that he could see a doctor, the old man's eyes reflected a little desire to survive.

"This ...... Well, grandpa, you are waiting here. The grandson hesitated, and carefully helped the old man to sit down on the edge of the steps.

The old man was so sick that he couldn't even sit still, he was completely lying on the steps, panting deeply, and he could hear heavy phlegm in his throat, and he coughed heavily from time to time.

Lu Mi and An Xian, who were hiding in the shadows, were amazed.

"The lame Dao Chief's hand is so powerful, you see that those people have been deceived by him. โ€

"Uh-huh. An Xian pondered, whether he also had to learn from the lame Taoist, it shouldn't be difficult with their friendship.

And playing the lame Taoist who is seriously ill and boastful, while pretending to do his best, he looks inside and outside An Rentang with his small eyes that are almost invisible to outsiders.

From the outside, except for the larger area, there is almost no difference from other medical centers, well, there are a lot of people. The guy who grabbed the medicine was busy with his feet not touching the ground, and the guy just said that today is a free clinic day, and almost all of them are from poor families. So he is not conspicuous in such a dress.

It was crowded inside, and it was impossible to see the pattern setting clearly. But there is nothing special about it, and if you want to understand what is going on inside, I'm afraid you have to go inside.

"Grandpa, grandpa, I got the number. The old man's grandson rushed out of it with an excited face and strode to the old man's side, "I also asked the guy inside for some water, you drink it quickly." "Acting is about to play a full set, and Ao Tuo can be regarded as completely entering the role.

"Okay, okay, cough, my grandson is so sensible. The old man took two sips of water from his grandson's hand with relief.

When he blocked his mouth and face with the water bowl, the lame Taoist whispered a few words. Hearing this, Ao Tuo was stunned, and his hands were stunned, and he almost forgot that he was feeding his grandfather water. Fortunately, the old man pushed his hand and bowl away, and coughed vigorously again.

There were a lot of people who came to the free clinic, and fortunately, there were also many doctors who participated in the free clinic, and they waited outside for an hour before they heard the shouting "No. 41" inside.

"It's coming, it's coming. The grandson agreed loudly outside, "It's our turn, grandpa, slow down, I'll help you." The grandson helped the old man hobbled in.

After about half an hour of entering, the grandson's eyes were red, and he half-supported and half-hugged the old man who had fallen into a coma, crying: "Grandpa, grandpa, wake up, grandpa." โ€

The doctor's helpless words came from inside: "Ling Zu's illness has dragged on for too long, the virus has entered the bones, and I really can't do anything about it, alas." The implication is to let them go back and prepare for the future.

As if he couldn't hear what he said, the grandson cried vigorously and collapsed to the ground. The doctor called two men for help, and kindly asked the man to find a cart to lend him, and asked him to carry the old man home first.

The people around them pointed and looked at the two of them sympathetically, until their figures disappeared and quickly left them behind. Hurry up and look at the sign in your hand, counting how many people still have to arrive at you.

Anrentang went west, and after turning a few corners, there was no one in the alley.

"Who is this person?" Lu Qiqi poked the face of the person lying on the cart, the same black and yellow face with blue and gray, but if you look closely, you can see that it is not a lame Taoist.

Ao Tuo wiped off the miscellaneous paint on his face, and said with a smile: "The doctor who sees a doctor." โ€

Lu Qimi's face was black, and An Xian's face was also speechless. The doctor who saw the doctor was brought out by him, needless to say, the real lame Taoist was sitting inside to check the pulse of others.