The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 504

I nodded quickly: "Mr. Rong taught me that."

Mr. Rong was taken aback for a moment, then he waved his hands and smiled, "I'm not an old master, the little magician scolds me all day long, order as you please."

I quickly got back into my body, lay there and wailed, "Mr. Rong, please do me a favor, I can't get up."

Mr. Rong was taken aback again: "Your face-changing speed is fast enough, but I like it."

After finishing speaking, he walked to my side with great strides, raised his hand to touch my body, and then pressed on my body several times like lightning. Power returned to my body again.

I rely on!It's amazing, this is a ghost doctor, compared to others, am I a fart?

I stood up and bowed to thank, then smiled and said, "Why are you here? It's not a coincidence, is it?"

Mr. Rong patted me on the shoulder: "It's really a coincidence. I came to look for you after I heard that you had been poisoned by ghosts. I just happened to meet the leader of the Golden Flower here, so I stopped by to have a look."

Uh, it seems like a coincidence.

I licked my face and said, "What, I still have a girl, Yun Yun, you know, she came with me, but now I can't find anyone."

Mr. Rong stood up and looked around, "Come with me, I'll teach you something along the way."

Um?He wants to teach me something?This, this is too much, right?
But from his indifferent expression, I feel that Yun Yun should be fine, and there is such a super boss who waved his hand and ran away from the horse fairy boss, I am afraid of a fart?

I hastened to walk forward behind Mr. Rong.

While walking, Mr. Rong said softly: "You should know, I don't practice Buddhism, I don't practice Taoism, I don't believe in religion, I don't believe in gods, and the gods and Buddhas in the sky are like passing clouds in my eyes. In a way, I'm actually in awe of that."

"I once studied Buddhism with an old monk for three years, learned Taoism with a miscellaneous old Taoist for three years, and even learned horse training with a disciple in the Northeast for three years.

The real horse fairy is not what you see. They don't need to invite a fairy to take over the body. They only need to take a look to know why you are here and what you are going to do.

It's just that there are too few disciples of this kind, the world is getting worse, people's hearts are not old, and even these troublesome demons and ghosts come out to eat and drink, but things in this world are like this, one part is dust, two parts are dust, five parts are solid, and finally For every good farm, you get a hardworking farmer, do you understand? "

I half understood, and felt that what he said was too profound. Doesn’t it mean that there is a kind of worst person in this world, [-]% of people who are slightly better than the worst people, [-]% of ordinary people, and only [-]% of real elites? Cheng, that industrious farmer is superior, but they are also very busy, probably that's what it means!

I tentatively told Mr. Rong about my analysis, but Mr. Rong had no expression on his face, and he didn't know if I was right or not.

As Mr. Rong was walking, he suddenly smiled: "If the old god sticks him..."

His words came to an abrupt end here, holding me there as he kept going up and down.

"Old magic stick? Uh, you..."

Halfway through I said it, I thought it was impolite to call it that.

Mr. Rong said with a smile: "If you say whatever you want, just be casual. Do you want to ask me, is it a little awkward for me to call myself the old magic stick when the little magic stick calls me the old magic stick?"

I nodded.

Mr. Rong said with a smile: "My old magic stick refers to my master! People in my lineage all call it like this. The apprentice calls the master the old magic stick, and the old magic stick calls the apprentice the little magic stick, haha."

I froze on the spot, casual, you are too casual, right?

His master?Mr. Rong is so good, what a great master he is!

I was really about to ask something, Mr. Rong suddenly raised a hand, and then grabbed my neck with the other hand, I felt a blur in front of my eyes, I looked down, what the hell, how could I fly ?

Oh, no, how can Mr. Rong fly?
No, it's not flying, but running. It's just that the speed is too fast. I just opened and closed my eyes, and my body was already taken hundreds of meters away by him.

In the blink of an eye, he had brought me to the gloomy plain I saw on the hillside.

Standing on that flat area with a radius of hundreds of meters, I finally saw clearly that there was actually a big grave here.

Around the tomb, there are four or five small tombs.

The tomb in the middle is huge and covers an extremely wide area, which reminds me of the tomb of ghosts in hell on Dongshan, the hometown of Sheshan.

It's also this big, from a distance, it looks like a steamed bun has been turned upside down.

It's just that this grave bag is different from the ghost tomb of hell. The tomb of hell ghost has a weird feeling, and the feeling of this grave bag is only gloomy.

There was a gloomy atmosphere, and bursts of black smoke rose from the tomb, which made me feel extremely surprised.

My forehead started to sweat: "Here, how many people died here!"

Mr. Rong shrugged his shoulders: "Thousands and eight hundred, they are all damn."

What are you talking about, do people deserve to die?Well, maybe there is!

Mr. Rong took a step forward and shouted at the grave bag: "Hurry up and hand over the man to me, or I will blow up your broken grave and cremate your stronghold together."

I'm going to go, I immediately wondered if this guy is a tall man, why doesn't he have any sense of a tall man?
Talk like a hooligan.

Not to mention, when he yelled, the tomb bag really reacted. Countless streams of black air gradually gathered into two lines, lined up on both sides, and a road flashed in the middle leading directly to the tomb bag. There was a crackling sound, and a puff of blue smoke rose up. The smoke came to Mr. Rong, and turned into a man in military uniform with a donkey face, no, it was a male ghost.

The murderous male ghost in military uniform looked at Mr. Rong warily.

I saw a bloodstain between his eyebrows, which looked like he had been shot to death.

This murderous look, coupled with the military uniform, can be regarded as majestic.

Mr. Rong said lightly: "Put away your murderous intent."

The male ghost in military uniform was about to say something when he heard Mr. Rong's disdainful 'Huh? After a while, he obediently put away his murderous aura, and stood there tremblingly like an ordinary ghost.

"What about the little girl?"

"Here, behind the tomb!"

"Send it out!"

"Yes, yes, no, the little girl has magic weapons on her body, and we can't get close."

Mr. Rong glanced at me: "You go!"

I nodded, and walked in along the road between the two black air.

(End of this chapter)