Miracle doctor tao yun

"Fang, you are here as expected. Hand over my blood scorpion. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude today."

Ma Wende also ignored the old monk, staring at Fang Mingyuan and cheering.

Fang Mingyuan raised his head and looked up. His eyes were dignified. He shook his head and asked, "how are you going to be impolite? Are you going to hurt me enough?"

Ma Wende knew that he was talking about the previous poisoning. He immediately snorted coldly and said, "you're the one who's to blame. You're very lucky. You can solve my poisoning. I'll tell you, you'd better settle the project money you owe us. "

"I've told you many times that you..."

Seeing Ma Wende's unreasonable appearance, Fang Mingyuan's face was a little ugly, but he explained patiently.

But then the old monk spoke and stopped him from saying: "Amitabha, benefactor Fang, since you have said something, don't say more this time. As I said, I will help you to solve the problem this time, and you will give it to me. "

Then he came forward.

"Well, I'll trouble you." Fang Mingyuan followed the good and nodded.

However, when his eyes fell on Ye Shaochuan, he couldn't help frowning and suspicions appeared in his eyes.

"Dr. ye, why are you here?"

Although Fang Mingyuan was puzzled, he didn't ask. On the contrary, Fang Guoliang asked.

Ye Shaochuan was not surprised to hear this. From the look of Fang's father and son, he could see that the father and son were very suspicious of their appearance at the same time as Ma Wende's brothers, and even felt whether they were in collusion with Ma Wende's brothers.

In this regard, ye Shaochuan is too lazy to explain, just said: "I come to Qinghe mountain to play."

"Is it?"

Fang Guoliang's eyes twinkled and his face changed. He obviously didn't believe Ye Shaochuan's words.

"Guoliang, needless to say, give it to the master!" Fang Mingyuan said in a deep voice.

"All right, Dad!"

Fang Guoliang was not reconciled, but he was still obedient.

"Ha ha, Amitabha, three benefactors, let's talk about this now." The old monk said with a smile.

"If there is anything to talk about, hand over the blood scorpion and pay back the money, we will go naturally." Cried Wu Jianyong.

"No hurry, no hurry!"

Looking at Wu Jianyong, the old monk still smiles like spring breeze: "at this time, the old monk already knows the whole story. Now that benefactor Fang has handed it over to the old monk, the old monk will do it for him. Three, since you talk about blood scorpion and money repayment, we will talk about it one by one

"Say what?"

Since Ma Wende came in, he has calmed down a lot.

"Let's talk about the blood scorpion first."

The old monk laughed and picked up the bowl on the table. The blood scorpion kept climbing in the bowl. Unfortunately, the bowl was too smooth to climb out.

"Give me back the blood scorpion!"

Seeing the blood scorpion, Marvin could not sit still when he saw it. He raised his hand and grabbed it.

"Wait a minute, benefactor!"

The old monk was not slow or anxious. As soon as he raised his hand, his big sleeve became the wind and stopped Ma Wende directly.

Bang!

Ma Wende clapped his hand on the sleeve of the cassock. He felt a strong force, which not only blocked his hand to the bowl, but also contained the anti shock force. He stepped back three steps involuntarily, and his face was very ugly.

"Benefactor, I'm in a hurry!"

The old monk retired Ma Wende, still smiling.

"Old monk, you want to die!"

Seeing that his elder martial brother had suffered a loss, Wu Jianyong couldn't bear it. With a roar, he turned his hand and rushed up. His palms were red and smelly. It was xuesha palms that pushed him to the extreme.

"What a fierce move!"

It's just like a Buddhist monk.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three palms in a row, each of which was full of strength, but without exception was blocked by Da Xiu. Wu Jianyong could not break through the old monk's defense.

"Cassock with iron sleeves!"

Ye Shaochuan saw this scene, his eyes flashed, but he recognized the origin of the old monk's move.

"Elder martial brother, let's go together!"

Where did Wu Jianyong suffer from this loss? With a roar, he rushed up to the old monk again and attacked the old monk with Ma Wende.

It's a pity that although their strength is good, they can't compare with the old monk.

In the face of the siege, the old monk is still not slow, not urgent, calm, iron sleeve cassock flying, also do not attack, but the whole body up and down protection like a copper wall iron wall, two people use their strength to break the iron sleeve, angry is shouting.

But Rao was so. The old monk had more power. He said with a smile, "you two benefactors, this blood scorpion is a poison. You two might as well give it to the old monk and use the power of Buddhism to remove his anger."

"You are the only one who is angry."Wu Jianyong roared, bloody palm rolling change, fishy wind.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk was not annoyed. With a wave of his big sleeve, he took seven or eight steps back and nearly hit the wall.

At this time, Ma Wende also killed him and was shaken back by him again.

Seeing this scene, ye Shaochuan knows that he can't do without fighting. Ma Wende and Wu Jianyong can't do anything about it. The old monk has completely taken the initiative without talking about things.

Bang!

He moved under his feet, and his body was like a ghost, which disappeared in a flash.

At the moment when he moved, the old monk also noticed that the iron sleeve cassock was very fast. With a bang, he went straight to meet Ye Shaochuan.

"I can't be stopped by a simple cassock with iron sleeves!"

Ye Shaochuan's eyes flashed, and his ghostly figure suddenly moved and disappeared.

Without waiting for the old monk to react, he had dodged the iron sleeve cassock and appeared on the other side of the old monk.

"No!"

The old monk never thought that ye Shaochuan was so fast. When he realized that it was not good, he had to change his moves, but it was too late.

With a light hand, the bowl was taken away by Ye Shaochuan.

"Master, that's all about blood scorpion!"

Ye Shaochuan quickly retreated, and in the blink of an eye, he returned to his original position again, as if he had never moved, but he had a bowl on his hand.

"Brother ye, well done!"

Wu Jianyong was overjoyed to see that ye Shaochuan took back the blood scorpion so easily.

Ma Wende also quickly stopped, no longer toward the old monk, but toward Ye Shaochuan: "brother ye, give me the blood scorpion quickly!"

"Take it!"

Ye Shaochuan wants the blood scorpion to be useless. As soon as he throws it away, the blood scorpion comes to Ma Wende. He grabs it in his hand and caresses it excitedly. It's like caressing a lover. His tears almost don't come down. This shows his feelings with the blood scorpion.

"Master, I'd better return this bowl to you."

Ye Shaochuan threw the bowl at the old monk.