Medicinal Immortal

Tangning avoided the man's pushing hand and pointed to the two above, "You can send me to the medical clinic for these two people. They are not dead yet."

"This was dragged out from the medical hall, and there was only one breath left. The doctor said that he could not save him. Don't mess around, just go for alms." The man said, covering the straw mat and looking at the little monk. It's not big, and doesn't care about him.

Hearing this, Tangning thought for a moment, and then said, "Then you can send me to the inn! This is reward." As he said, he took out a gold coin.

The man looked at the gold coin. It was surprising that a little monk could still take out such a gold coin. He sighed and said: "Little monk, what are you tossing about? This dead man is not allowed to enter the inn, even if It's this kind of one that only has one breath left, and they won't let in, because they are afraid of death in it."

As he said, the man looked at the two men with dark faces and said, "The two of them are very poisonous, and the doctor said that there is no help, so don't worry about it."

"Are you trying to send them to a mass grave?" Tangning asked.

"Where not to send it? These unclaimed ones have to be sent there." The man said, dragging the cart and leaving. Who knew that the cart suddenly became heavier when he pulled it.

His body stiffened, and he thought to himself: Could there be ghosts? I wanted to look back, but when I thought of the two black and purple faces that the little monk had just opened the straw mat, he was too scared to look back, and then speeded up his pace and dragged the cart away.

At the city gate, watching the small Tsing Yi monk sitting on the cart hauling the corpses, everyone couldn't help being dumbfounded. Isn't the little monk okay? Why did you get on the dead man's cart? How unlucky!

Only Tangning, sitting on the cart, opened the straw mat covering the two men, and after helping them to lower the veins, he put a detoxification pill into their mouths to save their lives.

When he arrived at the mass grave, the cart stopped, and the man closed his eyes and muttered: "Don't blame anyone, I'm the one who makes a little money by dragging the cart, don't...ah! "

When I turned around and opened my eyes to dig a pit with a hoe, I was shocked by the little monk sitting on the pallet with a smile. He exclaimed, and the **** fell to his feet and screamed with pain. With a sound, the whole person fell back and fell onto the mass grave.

"You, you, you little monk, how come you got on the cart! And you don't even say a word, you want to scare someone to death!" The man shouted angrily, patted his chest, and rubbed it again. After being hit by the painful foot, he got up and patted the mud and sand on his body.

Seeing the man panicked, Tangning couldn't help but chuckled lightly, and said, "You don't send people to the inn or to the hospital. I have to follow you."

The man snorted when he saw it, and said, "You monk is really idle. You didn't go to alms and came to the mass grave. I can tell you, don't mess with me, just stay." He picked up his **** and went to dig a pit.

Seeing the man digging a hole over there, Tangning took out the silver needle to detoxify the two of them.

The guy over there was digging a hole, looking back from time to time, and didn't know what the little monk was doing. He just shook his head and muttered: "People are dying and are still tossing there. It's really a brain hole. ."

He put down his **** and prepared to move the corpse, but he saw that the two lying there suddenly convulsed, vomiting a mouthful of blood, scared him to scream like a pig.

"Ah! Scam!"