Full text without advertising Chapter 281 Practice

"Senior Brother Zhang's ancient way is admirable, but Fang Jing's child's condition is really rare, I don't think Senior Brother Zhang has to bother. (Full text e-book free download) "Among the crowd, Zhuang Jing is a relatively famous old Chinese medicine doctor in Wuyi Mountain, and he has also seen Fang Zhongping's daughter's illness, and he can't even see a clue. He saw that Zhang Weidong wanted to go and see, but he was afraid that he would not be able to get off the stage if he really went to the young man with a good face, so he prescribed some medicine indiscriminately, and it was better not to go if he really wanted to do so.

Zhang Weidong also knew that his age was always easy to be looked down upon, and he was not annoyed at all when he heard the words, and insisted: "No matter what, since I know, I always feel uneasy if I don't take a look, as for whether it can be treated, it still depends on the specific condition." ”

Zhang Weidong's sentence "I always feel uneasy if I don't take a look", suddenly expressed the kindness and affection in his heart, which made Fang Zhongping and others quite moved when they heard it.

"Since Senior Brother Zhang cares so much about the little girl, let's wait for tomorrow ......"

"How can this matter be delayed, go now. Zhang Weidong interrupted without waiting for Fang Zhongping to finish speaking.

Everyone couldn't help but be dumbfounded when they heard this, especially Zhuang Jingze, who was an old Chinese medicine doctor, and even his face darkened.

Seeing a doctor is not child's play, Zhang Weidong drank at least three catties of liquor tonight, and in this case, it is a question of whether he can walk or not, let alone seeing a doctor.

But after all, Zhang Weidong is a good intention, and he is a guest from afar, and it is also possible that he has drunk too much and speaks without brains, Zhuang Jing is not good at scolding him directly, but he said with a somewhat unkind look: "Senior Brother Zhang, you still have to be cautious when you see a doctor, you have drunk a lot of wine at night, I think it is better to wait for recuperation, and it is safer to see tomorrow." ”

"Hehe, Master Zhuang is criticizing. But let's be honest, no matter how high the alcohol is, it's really no different to me than drinking plain water. As he spoke, Zhang Weidong took a bowl, then stretched out his right index finger and pointed it into the bowl, and suddenly a drop of crystal clear liquid dripped from the tip of his finger into the bowl.

As the droplets dropped, a trace of the rich aroma of wine wafted throughout the box.

Except for the people who drank too much and lay on the table, everyone almost saw that their eyes fell out.

The inner kung fu is practiced to the point where it is powerful, and there is indeed a saying that venom or wine is forced out of the body, but after all, it is only a close and legendary existence. Maybe martial arts masters like Zhang Ziyou and Chenxu Daochang can do it, but anyway, Zhuang Jingze and others have lived for most of their lives for the first time to see someone force wine directly out of the body, and that feeling is like watching Duan Yu use the six-vein divine sword to force wine written in Mr. Jin Yong's novel, which is very magical and illusory.

Although Zhang Weidong had already expected everyone to have such expressions, but looking at everyone's dumbfounded appearance, he still shook his head secretly, he had tried his best to restrain himself, otherwise according to his real strength, this wine would not be tick-tock, but shot out directly like a water gun.

It took a while for everyone to come back to their senses from that horrific scene.

After coming back to their senses, everyone couldn't help but look at Zhang Weidong's gaze with a hint of awe.

To say that before, they respected Zhang Weidong mainly because he was one of the members of the presidium of the martial arts conference, and he could sit on an equal footing with Zhang Ziyou and other almost legendary figures in the martial arts, but now they are completely impressed by Zhang Weidong's almost magical martial arts, and finally understand why Zhang Weidong can become a member of the presidium of the martial arts conference at a young age. But in reality, they still haven't figured it out. The reason why Zhang Weidong was able to sit on the presidium of the martial arts conference was not because of his martial arts, but because of the bottle of medicine, he was classified into the same category of people by Zhang Ziyou, Chenxu Daoist and Tao Jibin.

"Senior Brother Zhang is good at martial arts!" I don't know who was the first to applaud, and soon there was warm applause in the box.

The warm applause woke up the drunken people, they raised their heads, opened their drunken and hazy eyes, looked at the crowd with puzzled expressions, muttered a few words, and then fell headlong on the table, and those who were still awake could not help but be very glad that they were not drunk, otherwise they would have missed a wonderful scene that was rare in this life.

The applause did not stop until Zhang Weidong got up and waved his hand again and again.

Seeing that everyone finally stopped, Zhang Weidong turned his gaze back to Fang Zhongping and said, "Senior Brother Fang, the wine is almost drunk, why don't we go now?"

"Okay, then there is Senior Brother Lao Zhang. Fang Zhongping held Zhang Weidong's hand tightly and said gratefully.

Although he didn't know much about Zhang Weidong's medical skills, Zhang Weidong's martial arts of forcing the wine out of his body just now were too shocking, which rekindled a glimmer of hope in Fang Zhongping's heart.

Fang Zhongping's home is an independent European-style villa built in the middle of the mountainside, with a large green lawn and private swimming pool in front of the house, surrounded by green pines and cypresses, mountain streams and flowing water, beautiful scenery, fresh air, and a place where the real rich live.

But it is such a place, Zhang Weidong has not yet gotten out of the car, and he saw from a distance that the lights are bright, the mountain breeze is blowing, and there is a faint smell of incense and candles and chaotic sounds, which is incompatible with the quiet environment around him.

When Zhang Weidong got out of the car, he found that Fang Zhongping's family was doing it. In the lawn is placed the practice of the Dharma platform, on the Dharma platform placed a lot of messy things, lamps, candles and incense, not only the elegant and beautiful villa smoke, gloomy, the green and flat lawn is also trampled in a mess.

A young girl in front of the altar was curled up on the ground, her face was pale with a hint of blue, her lips were purple and trembling from time to time, her limbs were stiff, and the dew of the mountains at night dripped on her body, and in the blink of an eye, it became a thin layer of frost.

The girl's pupils were as black as ink, as pure as the spotless deep night sky, and at this time she was looking in horror at a Taoist priest with white hair and beard, but very white and tender skin, and high buns. The Taoist priest wore a Taoist robe embroidered with the pattern of yin and yang gossip and Taiji, held a peachwood sword, and danced around the girl's hands and feet with words in his mouth. Not far from the Taoist priest and the girl, there were two young Taoist priests with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, standing on both sides of the Dharma platform, and they were also chanting words with solemn faces at this time.

In addition to these people, there were many people standing around the steps of the villa and the lawn, and one of them was a middle-aged pregnant woman who was looking at the girl with a worried face, and her mouth was also muttering from time to time, probably asking for the blessing of the gods and Buddhas of Mantian.

As soon as Zhang Weidong saw the pure and dark eyes of the girl in front of the Dharma platform, a wave of anger couldn't help but rush to the top of his head.

"Stop it all!" Zhang Weidong rushed forward angrily.

The young Taoist priest standing on both sides of the Dharma platform with a whisk in his hand saw Zhang Weidong rushing up, and immediately stepped forward to stop him, Zhang Weidong raised his foot with a gloomy face and kicked at the two, and the two suddenly sighed, and then fell to the ground with their stomachs in their arms.

Zhang Weidong didn't even look at the two of them, walked to the girl's side in three or two steps, hugged her tightly in his arms, and a pure fire yuan power faintly emanated from him, quietly wrapping the girl.

The girl's skin is very white and she looks very beautiful, especially the pair of eyes that are pitch black and clear like the boundless night, which makes Zhang Weidong can't help but think of the elf princess in "The Lord of the Rings", who is so innocent and beautiful.

The girl was suddenly held in the arms of a strange man, and at first she was scared, like a frightened fawn, but when she looked up and saw the pity in his eyes, she was no longer afraid. Then, she soon felt the warmth she had never enjoyed in her life, and the warmth was as warm as the winter sun, making people want to fly to the sun and absorb more heat. Now girls are like this, she can't help but curl up and arch into Zhang Weidong's arms, her arms are also open, and she wraps around Zhang Weidong's waist and hugs him tightly.

"Who are you, do you know what you're doing?" At this moment, a thunderous voice of accusation suddenly sounded. But it was the Taoist priest with white hair and beard, white and tender skin, a little childlike hair, and a fairy demeanor, who was holding a peachwood sword with an angry face and pointing at Zhang Weidong and scolding.

"Who am I? I want to ask who you are, and what are you doing?" Zhang Weidong stood up with the girl in his arms, staring at the Taoist priest with his eyes as cold as a sword.

The Taoist priest was looked at by Zhang Weidong's cold gaze, and couldn't help but feel a chill rising in his heart, and he couldn't help but retreat.

This retreat found that Fang Zhongping was hurriedly walking towards this side, the Taoist priest hurriedly stabilized his footsteps, and saluted Fang Zhongping with a calm face: "Fang Jushi, who is this person? I am practicing the Fa to a critical moment, how can I let people be so foolish here!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Master Luo, this is a friend of mine, and he also came to see my daughter with kindness, but he didn't expect to collide with the master's practice. Fang Zhongping apologized again and again.

"See a doctor?" Master Luo's face sank when he heard this, and then he flicked his sleeves and walked away without saying a word.

Fang Zhongping saw Master Luo flick his sleeves and leave, and naturally understood that he was annoyed that he couldn't trust his Taoism, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop Master Luo, and said with a smile: "Master Luo has something to say, something to say." This friend of mine is proficient in medical skills, and when he heard about the little girl, he had to come in a hurry, and he was really out of good intentions, not intent on destroying the master's teachings, nor was he believing in the master. ”

Seeing Fang Zhongping say this, Master Luo's face softened slightly, nodded and said: "So that's the case, but just now, the poor Dao has already practiced the Fa to the critical moment, and he was almost forced to show up, but unfortunately he was broken by your friend, not only did he fall short, but the poor Dao Dao was also seriously damaged." I am afraid that there is nothing I can do to save your daughter, and I ask Fang Jushi to ask Gao Ming to do so. ”

After speaking, Master Luo bowed slightly, and was about to leave, and the two young Taoist priests also hurriedly got up and followed him.

Fang Zhongping saw that Master Luo was leaving, so he naturally hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him, and said, "Master stay, stay." The matter of the little girl, please ask the master to think about it again. ”

Then Master Luo obviously didn't really want to go, he just wanted to sit on the ground and raise the price, and by the way, he also had the intention of provoking Zhang Weidong, so let him see who was the protagonist here tonight, so Fang Zhongping kept it, he paused again, and then stretched out his hand to stroke his gray beard, revealing a compassionate expression and said: "For the sake of Fang Jushi's love for his daughter, then the poor road will think of a way, but in the future, things like tonight must not happen again, otherwise even if the poor road is capable, it will be useless." ”

Saying that, Master Luo's eyes didn't know whether he glanced at Zhang Weidong deliberately or subconsciously.

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