Allure Chinese Medicine

Chapter 133: Spying on the secrets of heaven (1)
For a while, the two were flipping and dancing on the stage, fighting fiercely together, and it was impossible to tell the winner.

The people around were dazzled and excited, feasting their eyes. They had all heard of Zen Master Wu's cultivation before, but they had never seen it, let alone such a fighting scene.

Except for the ancient warriors in the crowd who were still calm, ordinary viewers felt as if they were watching a martial arts drama, and they were horrified. They felt that it was worth seeing this scene in their life.

As the two fought more and more bravely on the steps, they had already fought hundreds of moves, the gringo blushed, and it seemed that the more he fought, the higher his fighting spirit.

On the other hand, Zen Master Wu Wu was struggling more and more, and he accidentally hit the palm of the man on the back, and blood immediately overflowed from the corner of his mouth, but he did not fall down with strong support.

The gringo said, "It's nothing more than realizing a Zen master. Why? Admit defeat? As long as you say that I am incompetent, I will stop the competition. How about it?" After speaking, he burst out laughing.

Realizing that Zen Master's pale face suddenly flushed with anger.

This is not just a competition, it is a serious insult, and it is an insult to his belief.

"I'm not down yet?" means I'm going to fight till the end.The monks in the temple remember to go around, but there is nothing they can do.

At the beginning, the audience around saw that Zen Master Wu was at a disadvantage, and they all sighed.

"Isn't Zen Master Wu very powerful? Why can't he even defeat this old man?"

"Who knows? It's really embarrassing this time."

"Damn, why don't I know martial arts? Otherwise, I'd be on stage." Everyone in the audience saw that Zen Master Wu was seriously injured, and they were still persisting. At the last moment of the battle, they suddenly admired him, and all of them came to the stage. impulse.

Su Qing felt the same way below. Although she has a cold temperament, she is not a cold person. She also has her own principles and persistence. At least she can't stand by when the dignity of the country is violated.

"Zen Master, your persistent behavior has made me respectful. Before you fight, I want to use the etiquette of my hometown to express my gratitude." Su Qing walked out of the crowd, and his cold and clear voice resounded The entire apse.

"What time is this? What's the matter with this kid? Why come out to make trouble?"

"That's right! This is a matter of life and death. It's not a child's play house. Hurry up and go home and drink milk!"

"That's right, the hair hasn't fully grown yet, why is it messed up? This is a Zen master. Your etiquette is useless."

Everyone accused Su Qing for a while, for being ignorant and knowing how to mess around on any occasion.

"Benefactor, we appreciate your kindness. You'd better not go there, be careful not to hurt your eyes." The host kindly persuaded.

"You don't have the right to talk here, get out of here! Girls in our country are really uneducated and have no winks, especially those commoner girls..." The domineering, xenophobic girl had a look of arrogance and disgust.

"She doesn't have the right to speak here, so do you have the right to speak? How much more noble are you than her? By the way, your nobility is that this foreigner who insulted the Chinese is your friend, or you invited him here ..."

Kong Mingyang, who came out with Su Qing, became furious when he saw Su Qing being told to go away.

His family, Su Qing, is the goddess of the second master. You, a bastard who is obsessed with foreigners, dare to call him fuck off. What's the difference between calling him fuck off?
"That's right, what does this little girl want to do?"

"Could it be true that this handsome young man was right? Find this person to only kick the hall to find fault?"

"I think it's possible."

"It's so hateful, traitor, traitor!"

Hearing the scolding below, the girl's face flushed with anger, her chest heaved uncontrollably, and she looked at Kong Mingyang angrily, "You are Kong Mingyang, Second Young Master Kong?" When the girl saw the face of the speaker, she cursed secretly. It's unlucky to meet this person. Everyone in the family has told her about Kong Mingyang, and he is an arrogant and domineering master.

"Are you Su Qing?" The girl looked at Su Qing and asked without waiting for Kong Mingyang to answer.

Su Qing nodded.

"It won't take long to express my gratitude, Miss Su please." Since Kong Ershao is here, it is impossible to be strong, but, under the watchful eyes of everyone, what kind of disturbance can she make?
Su Qing stepped forward, but the host was about to intercept her, when she heard Zen Master Wu looked at Su Qing with deep meaning, and said, "Let her come over, it is the poor monk's blessing to be thanked by Miss Su."

Su Qing walked up to Zen Master Wu with disapproving eyes, stretched out his right hand, and patted several places on his back lightly, only to see that Wu's whole body trembled, and then he closed his eyes, as if entering the A state of no man's land.

"This is the etiquette of her hometown? We have traveled a lot across the country, why haven't we seen any ethnic group like this?"

"That's true, but don't tell me, is this Zen master's complexion much better than before?"

"It's a bit ruddy. It was pale and white just now. It's so scary. Hey! Why does it seem to be in a cultivation state?"

"It's possible to use energy to heal your injuries! Isn't that how it's done in martial arts TV dramas?"

"My hat! The wind on this mountain is really real. There is no sign of a strong wind. I just bought that hat at the foot of the mountain. In the blink of an eye, I don't know where it was blown by the sudden mountain wind?"

"Don't pick up hats, grab a handful from the bottom of the mountain, hurry up to the stands, if you miss it, you won't regret it, oh my god! It's so shocking! It's much better than on TV."

The man who was looking for the hat heard his companion's exclamation, looked up, opened his mouth wide, and froze there, he probably didn't even notice when he stuffed an egg.

Because the scene that entered his eyes was too sensual.

On the stage, there seemed to be hot air steaming around Zen Master Wu's head, and the solemn air suddenly released, making people feel like wanting to worship, as if the Buddha in the middle of the hall was solemn and sacred.

The sudden gust of wind around him rolled up the fallen leaves on the ground and circled around him, forming a circle. The miraculous scene stunned all the friends.

"I'm going to die! I'm going to die! I'm still dreaming, right? Just pinch me." The man who lost his hat finally came to his senses, shut his mouth, and asked his companion next to him for confirmation.

"Oh! You are really willing to do it! It's not your flesh, don't you know it hurts?" The man bared his teeth in pain and scolded his companion angrily.

The companion turned his head, with a blank and innocent expression on his face, "It's not me."

The man with the painful expression was about to say that it wasn’t you and someone else, when he heard a mosquito humming behind him and said, “It’s me, I was going to pinch myself, but somehow I pinched you. Why don't you feel any pain?"

(End of this chapter)