Medical Master Chapter 143: This person is the Great Lord!

Latest URL: Leaving Huangdi Mausoleum.

The middle-aged man took the high-speed rail and headed south.

Fangqiu also took the high-speed rail and continued to monitor outside the two carriages.

I don't know how many stations have passed.

After a long time.

A middle-aged man sitting still, finally got up and got out of the car.

Fangqiu is still the same as before, following far away.

Soon, the middle-aged man came to a small town and stopped on a bridge in the small town, as if in front of a statue of Lao Tzu, standing there motionless.

When he saw this, Fang Qiu went to a tavern by the bridge, ordered some food, and watched the scenery outside the window while eating.

Waiting room.

Fang Qiu clearly saw that the middle-aged man, who looked like a rich local tyrant, stood motionless after standing on the bridge, even closed his eyes, as if he was feeling something.

Many people who have been around him dare not come close, as if they were afraid of him jumping into the river.

"Hangu Pass first, then Huangdi Mausoleum, now..."

Fang Qiu couldn't help but wonder while eating.

I immediately took out my phone, quickly opened the map, and looked at where I was. I realized that it was Picheng.

Because of following all the way, Fang Qiu didn't even notice where he came. He didn't expect to reach Picheng.

The town of Pi is also Xia Pi in ancient times.

In ancient times, there was a very famous war here, the Battle of Xiapi.

So.

Is there anything peculiar about this bridge?

Why did this middle-aged man come to the bridge deliberately?

Fang Qiu turned on his phone, searched this place on Baidu, and soon discovered the mystery!

It turned out.

The bridge where this middle-aged man is, turned out to be the legendary Zhangliang Bridge!

Legend, in ancient times.

Zhang Liang lives in seclusion in Xiapi. He came for a walk by the bridge for a day. On the bridge pier, he ran into an old man who thought he had white eyebrows and beard. The old man saw Zhang Liang coming and deliberately dropped his shoes under the bridge and asked Zhang Liang to help him pick it up. Moreover, Zhang Liang was called a lowly slave.

Zhang Liang was very angry, but seeing that the old man was too old to go on his own, he could only hold back his anger and pick up his shoes.

But the old man asked Zhang Liang to help him get his shoes on board.

Although Zhang Liang was dissatisfied, he thought that since he picked it up, there would be nothing to wear, so he would help the old man put his shoes on.

But the old man didn't appreciate it, and he left without even thanking him.

Zhang Liang was dissatisfied and felt that the old man was rude and watched the old man walk a long way.

As a result, when the old man looked back, Zhang Liang was watching him, and he told Zhang Liang that he would come here to meet five thousand the next day.

Five days later, the old man arrived first, and Zhang Liang was late, so the old man left the same words and left.

Five days have passed.

Zhang Liang arrived early, but found that the old man had arrived before him again.

The old man left the same words again and left.

The third time.

Zhang Liang didn't want to be criticized by the old man any more, so he waited on the bridge without sleeping in the middle of the night. This time he finally arrived before the old man. After the old man arrived, he relaxed Zhang Liang's bamboo slips.

The bamboo slips are "The Taigong Art of War"!

This is the legend of Zhang Liang's book of war, and it is also the origin of the name Zhang Liangqiao.

"What is this person doing in Zhangliangqiao?"

After finding the information here, Fangqiu suddenly began to doubt the identity of the middle-aged man on the bridge.

Fangqiu felt it faintly.

The purpose of this person seems to be the same as himself.

Otherwise, why would you specifically choose these mysterious places in ancient times to sense one by one?

Fangqiu began to carefully recall the words and deeds of the middle-aged man.

But just then.

"Hey..."

A drunken laugh came, interrupting Fang Qiu's contemplation.

Turn around and look.

See you.

A drunk who looks like a hard-working drunk came to the side of an old man selling vegetables in Qiaotou. While grinning, he grabbed the old man’s vegetables on the ground, and took out a fifty yuan piece from his trouser pocket. Throw money to the elderly.

The old man put all the vegetables on the stall together, which was not worth fifty yuan, and he had confiscated such a large amount of money on weekdays, so he quickly took out the cloth bag with the money and prepared to ask for money.

Just when the old man took out the money and prepared to hand it to the drunk.

"Are you the price?"

A young man next to him suddenly opened his mouth and said something.

The words came out.

The old man was shocked and quickly put the money back into the cloth bag, then he held the fifty-yuan note in one hand, and grabbed the drunk man in the other. While looking at the money, he said, "You give me the food, You are fake money. I won’t sell you my food."

"What fake money?"

The drunk man yanked fiercely and broke free from the old man's hands. Then he pointed his finger at the old man's head with a drunken expression and opened his mouth and said, "The money I gave is obviously real money."

"This is fake money. This is obviously fake money."

The old man stretched out his hand to lift the money, stuffed it into the drunk's hand, and said, "This is your fake money. I don't want it. You quickly return my food to me."

Speaking, I was ready to grab the food from the drunk.

Who knows.

The drunk flicked his arm violently and pushed the old man to the ground. He also put the fifty-yuan fake money on the old man’s body, and said with a wicked look: "Old stuff, I will give you The money is real money. Even if the money is fake, it must have been sacked by you. Not only did you not ask me for money, but you also falsely accused me of using fake money to deceive you. You did not pay me a thousand or eight hundred yuan today. I will pay you the mental damage fee!"

"I didn't change it. This is your money. What you gave is fake money."

The old man suddenly shouted angrily.

The drunk didn’t care about anything, he just lifted his foot, kicked the food that the old man had placed on the ground with a violent kick, and then said angrily: "You pay for my mental damage, or I will interrupt you. Legs!"

The words came out.

The old man's face changed drastically.

He is skinny and so old, how could he ever beat this drunkard.

"I sell vegetables here every day, and I can sell them for a few dollars a day. I don't have fifty dollars in my wallet. They all cost one or two dollars. Do I have money to exchange for your money?"

The old man cried anxiously.

"Hmph, it's because you haven't seen such a large amount of money, you have become greedy for money, you will use fake money in exchange for my real money, will slander me."

The drunkard is not forgiving, so he must grab the old man's money bag away, but the old man will hug the bag immediately.

The two immediately scuffled together.

Around.

Many people crowded around.

Even the middle-aged man who had been standing on the bridge with his eyes closed and sensing something was awakened by the noise.

With an indifferent look on the bridge head, the middle-aged man walked over.

"Slap."

A move of your right hand.

The middle-aged man slapped the drunkard's shoulder and said, "Young man, are you very angry?"

Slap this slap.

I don't know what the reason is, the drunkard suddenly wakes up.

At the same time as I wake up.

The drunk man glared at the middle-aged man with an angry face, and violently raised his fist to start his hand.

However, just as the arm was just raised, the middle-aged man lifted his right foot and kicked the person out.

That's it!

Fang Qiu, who had been sitting in the tavern next to this scene, narrowed his eyes sharply.

Because of the fact that the middle-aged man has been locked with God's Sense, at the moment when the opponent kicked the person, Fang Qiu clearly felt that a very powerful energy aura was exposed on his body, and It was the energy breath that Fangqiu was very familiar with.

"Nirvana!"

Without looking at the other party, Fang Qiu lowered his head to eat, but his heart was shocked.

Actually.

When he was in front of the statue of Laozi, Fangqiu had already doubted the identity of this person, because what he said was really very similar to what the Nirvana said.

However, Fangqiu has not been able to sense the slightest energy aura on his body, so he can't be sure for the time being, and can only follow the investigation.

Follow here.

Sure enough, he felt the breath of energy in his body, and it was the kind of energy that he knew very well.

"This energy is..."

Fang Qiu whispered and remembered.

Slightly.

"The Great Lord!"

"This person is the Great Lord Nirvana!"

Fang Qiu's heart moved.

He remembered, what he had just sensed was the energy aura of Nirvana.

In other words.

Is this middle-aged man in front of him disguised as the Great Venerable Nirvana?

"Could it be that Nirvana also knew the news that the first heavenly material was about to be born, so the Great Lord of Nirvana came to investigate in person?"

Fang Qiu was shocked.

Unexpectedly, Nirvana was also dispatched.

However.

For the time being, it is not yet known why Nirvana is here.

Therefore, Fang Qiu did not rush to ask questions, but watched the development of the situation.

If the identity of the Great Nirvana is pierced in this place, it may cause panic and even death.

Take a sip of wine.

Fang Qiu raised his head and looked out the window.

"Young man, don't be too angry."

The Great Venerable walked up to the drunk who was kicked by him, grabbed the opponent’s collarbone, making the opponent unable to move at all, and then said indifferently: "You dare to cheat the old man’s money. With the money, all the dishes of this old man today were destroyed by you, so you deserve compensation!"

Being pinched on the collarbone, the intense pain made the drunk's face change dramatically, and he couldn't bear it, so he could only quickly pay.

Get the money.

The Great Lord sneered,

Push the person to the ground, then turn around and walk to the old man, hand over the money to the old man's hand, and then reach out and pat the old man's shoulder.

"Thank you, thank you, kind person."

The old man thanked again and again.

All around, everyone applauded, admiring the great Lord for being a good person.

The Great Venerable also naturally enjoyed the praise of everyone, and turned and left.

After the Great Venerable left ~IndoMTL.com~ Fang Qiu got up and walked out of the tavern and came to the bridge.

At this time.

The drunkard still failed to get up from the ground.

"Why, can't I get up?"

Fang Qiu walked over with a look of contempt, reached out and grabbed the drunk’s wrist, trying to lift the opponent up, while controlling the mental power to circle around the opponent’s body, and found that the drunk was caught The kick has become an internal injury, and the injury has begun to spread. If it can last for a month, it will be dead.

Fang Qiu turned around to look at the old man again.

But found out.

The old man who was cautiously filling his cloth bag with money, started coughing non-stop at this time. There was no coughing symptoms before.

As I looked at the old man’s eyebrows, there was a faint gloom, and his face sank immediately.