Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 241: Stroke

After Stubborn Yuan said this, he put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name to the good men and women sitting below. Then he said: "Today's Buddhist meeting ends here, and seven days later will be the Buddha's birthday of Yakushi Liuliguang Buddha. At that time, there will be a Buddhist meeting in Baima Temple, please be early...;...;"

Before the fat monk finished his sentence, the expression on his face became strange. The stubborn eyes straightened, and his body swayed a few times. Suddenly he fell from the pulpit. At the beginning, so that the good men and women in the audience could see it clearly, there were more than ten feet of people in this pulpit. Stubborn Yuan's body was too fat, and the moment he fell to the ground, the entire Buddhist temple trembled.

After the fat monk fell, he didn't stand up again, and waited until the little monk lifted up his obsessed fat body. Only then did he find that his mouth was slanted and his eyes were slanted, and the saliva could not stop flowing down the corner of his mouth, looking like a stroke.

It happened that among the good men and women who listened to the scriptures below, there was a famous doctor in Luoyang City. At the moment, the doctor revealed his identity. Then he stepped forward to give the monk a pulse. At the same time that his fingers were placed on the obsessional veins. The famous doctor in Luoyang City frowned, and after a while, he removed his fingers from the monk's wrist.

"Being obsessed with Master Yuan is a stroke disease. Bring brush, ink, and bamboo slips. I will prescribe for Master, remember, hurry up and cook quickly. If you delay, Master is afraid of your life...;...;" This When the doctor speaks. A little monk quickly took the pen and ink and bamboo slips over. After the doctor wrote the names of more than 20 medicines on it, he instructed a fast-paced monk to go to the pharmacy to get the medicine.

After watching the little monk run away with the prescription, the doctor took out the silver needle he carried with him, and pierced the silver needle acupoint for the big monk who was speechless in front of everyone's eyes. Just as the doctor was putting the needle into the obsessive Yuan, the eyes of Wu Mian and Gui Bugui had already left the great monk. The eyes of both of them stayed on a young monk in the crowd watching the lively crowd. It was the taxi ring that had just disappeared suddenly and suddenly appeared again.

While they were both staring at the ring, the monk saw them both. After making eye contact for a moment, Shi Jie turned around and pushed the crowd away and walked outside. Without waiting for Wu Mian and returning to chase him, he disappeared into the crowd.

"I knew Guangxiao wouldn't give up" Gui Bugui smiled at Wu Mian, pushed aside the crowded crowd and walked towards the place where the big monk fainted, muttering in his mouth: "Excuse me All let, I have more than 100 old people. Whoever squeezes my old man, the second half of the generation will be aged in your home...;...;"

Seeing that the old guy doesn't look old, the people around are also afraid of being implicated by this old guy. He even gave him a way out. After the old guy squeezed in, he squatted on the ground and smiled at the doctor who was giving the monk acupuncture. Then he suddenly started to stab the silver needles that the doctor into Zhimiyuan's body with great difficulty, and pulled them out one by one.

The old guy's way too fast. Before the doctor could react, the silver needles he had just stabbed into the monk's body were already in the hands of No Return. At this moment, the famous doctor in Luoyang City suddenly became angry: "What do you want to do! Master Yuan Fan is already at the gate of hell...;...;"

Before the doctor finished speaking, he saw that the old guy had raised his hand and slapped the obsessed fat face: "Great monk, it's almost done. Your Buddha said, you can't go to see him now. Monk, you are too fat, the Buddha can't take care of your meals...;...;"

Before the words of returning or returning were finished, the great monk who was sitting at the gate of **** suddenly sat up straight. The face that was still slanted and eyes slanted also returned to normal. After sitting up, he spit at Gui Bugui: "Bah! Don't talk nonsense, monk, I don't eat much!"

After saying these words, Stubborn Yuan realized that he fell to the ground. After he glanced at the people around him in surprise, he called one of his own disciples and said, "What happened just now? The monk is good at speaking above. ;—the old donor was pushed down by the monk?"

"Bah!" After listening to the great monk's words, Gui Bugui gave a wry smile and continued: "Old man, I will start, monk, are you still sitting up? At this time, your Buddha is already holding your hand and chatting. Now, fat man. You're early, I'm not ready...;...;"

When the old guy was talking nonsense, there was already a young monk who talked to him when he fainted just now. The monk listened and frowned: "Monk, I have a stroke? Who is talking nonsense with his eyes closed? Do you see how the monk looks like a stroke? What famous doctor? A veterinarian...;...;"

Don't look at the usual solemn images. He used to have a carefree temperament. Suddenly fainted and suddenly woke up, and the present truth was revealed. Completely disregarding the depth of the doctor whose face was already purple, now. The famous doctor in Luoyang covered his face with his sleeves and escaped from the crowd.

At this time, no one cares about the doctor anymore. The good men and women around him are singing praises to the great monk, saying that he moved the Buddha because of the accumulation of good karma, and thus pushed the great monk back from the edge of life and death. At this time, Stubborn Yuan also came to his senses and stood up with the help of the little monk. He chanted the Buddha's name aloud to the disciples. He changed back to his dignified Dharma appearance as an eminent monk.

After a few polite words, the great monk returned to his meditation room with Wu Mian and Gui Bugui. After closing the door of the meditation room, Zhi Mi Yuan immediately changed his face. He raised his eyebrows and rushed back and said, "Old donor. Didn't the monk have a stroke just now? Is someone plotting against the monk? It's the master and apprentice of Guangren from the alchemist class. They resent our Shimen for stealing their alchemist's limelight. Just…;…;”

Before the stubborn Yuan could finish speaking, Bai Wuqiu, who had always had an affair with him, suddenly interrupted the great monk. Er Lengzi imitated Wu Mian, greeted obsessive Yuan with the whites of his eyes, and said strangely, "Monk. Are you in good shape, but your brain is still suffering from a stroke? I don't even bother to talk about you, it's just your brain. . How did that old monk in your family go blind and accept you as a junior brother? In our Yaoshan, you will be strangled to death by your parents when you are born like this. When you grow up, it will also be a shame for your parents— —What do you want to do? Are you fighting? I fought with you...;...;"

When it comes to scolding the streets, no one who can tie with Bai Wuqiu has yet been born. The big monk was annoyed by Er Lengzi's scolding, and immediately a golden light that was half a foot long appeared on his body again, and he had to go over and teach Er Lengzi a lesson. Bai Wuqiu was not to be outdone, even though he knew that he was not the monk's opponent, he still took off his clothes and rushed over while shouting.

At this time, the expressionless Wu Mian suddenly stood between them. Pushed away with one hand. Completely disregarding that the golden light emanating from the monk behind him had already touched his body. Because Wu Mian appeared too suddenly, Zhi Fan Yuan had no time to remove the golden light from his body. Although he stopped in time, the golden light still hit the white-haired man.

But Wu Mian doesn't seem to have anything at all. He just looked back at the big monk and said in a signboard voice: "What? Do you still want elixir?"

In the beginning, Stubborn Misty Yuan fought Wu Mian once for the elixir of life, but Stubborn Misty Yuan had absolutely no ability to fight back in front of this white-haired man. At the moment, the great monk took a few steps back in a conditioned reflex, staring at the moment when Wu Mian was about to speak. Suddenly, I heard Gui Bugui on the side and said with a smile: "The person who plots against the great monk is also redundant. If he knew earlier, he would not have to do anything. Wouldn't it be cheaper to wait for us to fight first?"

One sentence was given to the big monk. After receiving the golden light for protecting his body, he stared at Guibugui and said, "Isn't it made by alchemists? Who else could it be? Apart from you, the monks are only promoting At the time of Buddhism, the sin of the alchemist was a sin."

Gui Bugui said with a dazed face: "Master monk, take the opportunity to ask your nephew, what is his disciple called Shijie doing...;...;"