The sound was extremely loud, and there was a commotion at the bottom of the mountain. The crowd kept getting out of the way, as if someone was pushing up.
Fang Zheng was about to leave, but when he heard such a shout, he subconsciously stopped, turned around, and looked down the mountain. I saw two men and one woman slowly walking out of the crowd. The man was short in stature, with extremely aged eyes, some gray hair, and sallow skin. Behind him was another man, who was coughing as he walked, while the woman next to him looked distressed.
Fang Zheng frowned. As soon as these three people appeared, he glanced at them and basically knew what kind of illness they were. The man with sallow skin was the typical effect caused by pretending to be sick when he was not sick. The man with the cough had a cold. , that woman is not sick at all. Pretending to be sick when you are not sick, and shouting for help when you are not seriously ill, even a fool will know that something is wrong.
Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes and said to himself: "Hey, I really think this poor monk has nothing to do, so I want to find something for this poor monk to do! Okay, I want to see what tricks you guys can do."
Seeing that Fang Zheng was not leaving, the crowd automatically made way for a narrow passage. Three people crowded all the way up. When they saw Fang Zheng, the man with sallow skin shouted: "Abbot Fang Zheng, help me, my brother came together this morning." The fever doesn't stop, the cough keeps coming, and I feel like I'm about to die, please take a look at me quickly."
As soon as these words came out, the coughing man immediately coughed twice.
Seeing these three people, a doctor immediately stood up and said, "Do you have a cold? Can't you buy some medicine yourself? Why do you want to come to the mountain to seek medical treatment?"
The doctors were really unhappy. They had worked hard for two or three days to get the lecture tickets, but they felt they had lost a lot even if they missed even one minute of attendance. I wish Fang Zheng could talk to him for 24 hours without eating or resting. But in fact, there is still a break at noon. They were feeling miserable, wondering if Fang Zheng would finish his break soon and classes would start earlier.
As a result, these three guys came to disrupt the situation and waste time. Who wouldn't be in a hurry
Sure enough, other doctors also said: "It's just a cold. Can't you go down the mountain and take some medicine?"
"What do you mean it's just a cold? Is a cold not a disease? If a cold is not cured, it won't kill anyone? Just take the medicine when you go down the mountain to take medicine? You can buy medicine yourself, but what do you need doctors for?" The sallow-skinned man immediately shouted.
As soon as these words came out, everyone's face turned red with anger. This guy was so capable!
"What are you talking about? If you don't want to go down the mountain for treatment, I am a doctor and I will treat you. Don't delay Abbot Fangzheng's rest." An old doctor came forward and said.
The woman among the three people immediately said in a weird voice: "You said you are a doctor? If you are so good, why are you here to listen to the lectures? We are looking for, of course, the best medical skills. Are you better than Abbot Fang Zheng's medical skills? fine?"
Hearing this, the old doctor became angry and obviously breathed faster, but the woman's words blocked his mouth. After listening to Fang Zheng's class, who dares to say that his medical skills are better than Fang Zheng's? It may not matter what outsiders say, everyone just enjoys it. But if an expert says it in front of everyone, it would be shameless.
"Who do you think you are? You said you asked Abbot Fang Zheng to treat you, and Abbot Fang Zheng will treat you? Why are you so awesome? Why don't you go to heaven?" Some viewers couldn't stand it anymore and shouted.
"Who are you? Did we ask you any questions while we were talking? Why are you interrupting?" The woman was very loud and shouted back immediately.
The other party was also very angry and had a bad temper. He almost rolled up his sleeves and hit him.
Naturally, there were many people on the woman's side and they were not to be outdone. They were about to start a fight when they suddenly heard a Buddhist chant from the side.
"Amitabha!"
Upon hearing the name of the Buddha, everyone subconsciously became quiet, because everyone knew that the true Lord was coming.
Everyone heard the sound and looked towards Fang Zheng, only to see Fang Zheng standing on the white steps. His white monk's robes were as white as snow and as holy as Buddha. Everyone's eyes lit up when they saw this, and they said in their hearts: "What a clean monk!"
"Abbot Fangzheng, you finally spoke. You always let these little shrimps say whatever you want. You are not here to seek medical treatment." The woman's mouth was really fierce, and her words aroused everyone's anger again.
Someone said angrily on the spot: "You woman, don't think that just because you are a woman, you can talk nonsense! If it weren't for the sake of Abbot Fangzheng, I would f**k you!"
The speaker was a dark-skinned man with short hair and his words were a bit rough, but his face didn't look like a villain.
Seeing this, the woman sneered and said, "Oh, you've got the strength to do it. What's going on? You want to hit someone? There are so many people watching, you have the ability to hit me!"
The yellow-skinned man also shouted: "That's right, if you can, hit me!"
When the dark-skinned man saw this, his face turned red with anger, he pointed at them and said, "You... don't bully others too much!"
"Why are you just bullying you? Aren't you going to hit someone? Aren't you awesome? Aren't you capable? Come on! Hit me! Hit me here if you have the guts!" The sick man pointed at his head and tilted his head. He moved up and screamed non-stop.
Seeing this, the dark-skinned man stepped back subconsciously and shouted at the same time: "What are you going to do? Don't force me to hit you!"
"Fuck, you're so awesome with your mouth, but you hit me! Hit me!" The sick man, the sallow-skinned man, and the woman gathered around them at the same time, pointing at their heads and shouting, asking the other party to hit him.
But with so many people watching, who dares to fight? If you touch it and the other party falls to the ground with a thud, then it's really hard to explain. Therefore, the dark-skinned man was squeezed back by the three people. His face turned red and his fists were clenched tightly, but he did not dare to take action.
At this moment, a white fist stretched out, and then everyone saw the fist smashing down from top to bottom!
It's like smashing a watermelon, dong dong dong!
Three muffled sounds!
The three people who had been aggressive just now squatted down holding their heads at the same time. Their eyes were so painful that they almost burst into tears.
The woman covered her head, jumped up, looked around, and asked: "Who? Who hit me?"
Everyone subconsciously looked behind the woman!
The woman, the sallow-skinned man and the sick man looked over at the same time, only to see a bald monk looking at them with a smile, and then asked lightly: "Three donors, you are really interesting, you actually begged others to beat you. . The poor monk saw that the donor had no strength, and was afraid that he would not be able to satisfy you, so the poor monk helped him beat him. How is it? Are you feeling good? Are you comfortable?"
(End of chapter)