Can I cure all diseases? Can I also cure this disease of blocked muscles and veins?

Luo Fan couldn't help but get a little excited, but the excitement quickly calmed down. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info This monk is full of style, and he doesn't have much credibility when he hears it, most of them are fraudsters, and they are probably not real monks.

Thinking of this, Luo Fan couldn't help but laugh at himself, after running so many places and finding so many experts for so many years, how could a monk who sells medicine be cured.

But people like him are still rare, what kind of profession is this......? It's like a small vendor in a history textbook......

Out of curiosity, Luo Fan happened to be on the way, so he went over to take a look.

"Amitabha, this female Bodhisattva, are you still troubled by oily skin? Are you still worried about acne during puberty? Buy this immeasurable merit medicine King Bodhisattva oil control acne cleanser now! Guanyin Niangniang has been using this recently. ”

The monk held a bottle of unknown things in his hand and blew at a young girl.

"Don't think I don't know, Guanyin is actually a man, what a mother......

The girl looked at the monk with disdain and left without looking back. The monk had no choice but to run to a schoolboy wearing a red scarf and carrying a schoolbag.

"Sins and sins, this little benefactor stays, and the poor monk Guan You describe the withered and haggard color, which is caused by the torture and labor of the school. Hurry up and buy this Purdue Sentient Enhancement Awakening Oral Liquid! ”

The schoolboy glared at the monk, and then burst into tears.

"Uncle Blame...... Woo......"

The monk was full of black lines, and in a panic, he had to stuff the bottle of brain-dead oral liquid into the bear child's hand, and comforted him for a long time before he finally settled down.

At this time, a big man with a cigarette in his mouth walked towards this place, and the monk was immediately happy.

"This benefactor, smoking is harmful to health, for the health of you and your family, please quit smoking as soon as possible, the poor monk has a Bodhi Purifying Breath Freshener, fresh breath you and I are closer. ”

The monk suddenly took out another bottle of unknown liquid with a diameter of enough to be the thickness of a bowl, and happily began to sell it to the big man.

"Damn, what are you doing, bullying my son, right! You still want to be close to Lao Tzu, you are perverted!" The big man picked up the elementary school student, and then stared at the monk viciously.

"That...... Big brother, you misunderstood...... "A big cold sweat broke out on the monk's head, and it was the two of you who worked together. Then he explained for a long time, and lost the bottle of unknown liquid in his hand again.

But he still relentlessly pitched to an old man who was walking birds.

"This old man, I don't hide it, the poor monk is a disciple of the Buddha seat of King Kong, this bottle of golden gun does not pour capsules is an exclusive secret elixir, and now it only costs ninety-nine-eight ......"

"Hmph, the old man still has the strength to go eight times a night, why do you need this strong pill, or let's compare who is the golden gun?" The old man clicked and burst the two fitness iron eggs in his hand.

"Uh...... No ......."

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Luo Fan watched from the side for a long time, the corners of his mouth twitched constantly, and he felt that it was a brainless idea to want to see him just now......

However, he couldn't be happy when he saw this excitement, so he hurried home to practice.

Luo Fan felt a little unhappy, feeling that it was a waste of time to see this living treasure playing treasure here, and he turned around and was about to leave.

"Amitabha, please stay here for this benefactor. How could the monk be willing to watch the person who had not yet been sold leave, and immediately stopped Luo Fan

A trace of impatience appeared on Luo Fan's face, and he turned around and said to the monk in righteous words: "My skin is not oily, I don't have acne, I am not brain-dead and I have bad breath...... There is also no need for Dianabol. ”

"That...... You really don't have any major problems in these areas, but ......" the monk leaned into Luo Fan's ear, "You have a bit of a problem with your meridians. ”

When the monk came to his ear, he felt that this monk didn't seem to be so simple, and when the monk said the meridians, Luo Fan felt a boom in his head.

God, this monk can really see that he is sick? He can see at a glance that there is something wrong with his meridians? Is there hope?

No, not necessarily, maybe it's a blind guess, isn't this kind of thing like the meridian the favorite of this kind of liar?

"You can see it...... What's wrong with my muscles?" Luo Fan asked the monk suspiciously, and the impatience in his eyes temporarily dissipated.

"Isn't it just a blockage of the meridians, it's a big deal. The monk pursed his lips.

"Can it be cured?"

Luo Fan had another bang in his head, this monk could really see that he was sick, maybe he was blind, maybe he was blind, maybe he was the kind of cynical master.

It's good if it can be cured, it's good if it can be cured, it's just great!

"Hehe, of course, you wait a minute. The monk was playing around for a long time, and at some point there was an extra black stone in his hand, and handed it to Luo Fan, "This is the best treasure I have here, I dare to say that this is pushed up for five thousand years and then down for five thousand years, there are few things that can compare to this precious, there is no disease that cannot be cured." ”

When the onlookers saw him say this again, they couldn't help but let out a burst of boos.

Luo Fan couldn't help frowning when he saw that he was running around again, but he still took the stone and took a closer look at it.

The shape and size are about the same as a bird's egg, not big, very regular, a little rough to the touch, black throughout, but not natural black, but like a fire burned at a glance. There is also a small hole in the stone that seems to be able to string a rope.

In short, its appearance is not good, and it does not look like a rare treasure in ancient and modern times.

"This ...... How much does it cost to sell?" Luo Fan was a little disappointed, feeling that he had been tricked, but he still wanted to buy it and try it, and he didn't dare to ask for a few dollars for this thing.

"Why...... I think about it, this is the stone left by Nuwa when she mends the sky, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and taking the essence of the sun and the moon.......

The monk shook his head and said this, but he stopped abruptly and stopped talking about it for some reason. Instead, he immediately cleaned up the things on the stall with his hands and feet, packed the boxes in a few seconds, and finally tied them into two large bags and carried them on his shoulders with a Zen stick.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the poor monk suddenly felt a demonic aura in the sky, so hurry up and hide. ”

The monk held the Zen staff on his shoulder with one hand and waved his sleeve with the other, and was about to squeeze out of the crowd.

"Hey, monk, I haven't given you any money yet. Luo Fan held the stone and looked at the monk who squeezed out of the pile and hurriedly shouted.

Before Luo Fan could react to anything, the monk ran out of the crowd, but this so-called treasure stone was still in his hands!

"The poor monk is destined for you and sent you. ”

Not far away, the monk turned around and shouted, and immediately turned around and ran away, but he was still singing.

"Dare to ask where the road is, the road is under your feet......"

As soon as he sang these two short lines, he overtook a dozen cars and disappeared at the end of the street in a few breaths.

Luo Fan and everyone looked at the monk's disappearing back, and couldn't help but grow their mouths. This speed is also too exaggerated, what level of monk's speed can reach this level.

That's a master!

At this time, there was a rumbling sound in the sky, and a black helicopter flew in this direction, and the altitude kept decreasing.

It didn't take long to clearly see the word "chengguan" painted on the fuselage of the helicopter.

When the helicopter was still more than ten meters above the ground, three figures jumped off the plane and landed on the ground with a few thuds, both feet landing on the ground steadily, without a few shakes.