"You!" Song Yuhe was furious, but in the end he did nothing, but his eyes seemed to be spitting out fire!
Pu Mingdai looked at the angry Song Yuhe and became even happier: "After today, Chinese traditional Chinese medicine will be called garbage and will soon disappear from the stage of history. All glory will return to Korean medicine!"
When Pu Mingdai said this, he said proudly with his points: "I have to say, you Chinese people are really stupid, haha..."
"The strength of Park Changming and the Three Masters of Traditional Chinese Medicine are between equals, but judging from your tone, it seems that we have been defeated. If there is nothing fishy in this, I would not believe it even if you beat me to death. I don't believe it. Park Changming is not afraid of losing?"
Sun Yingwei, who had been silent until now, suddenly asked.
Pu Mingdai laughed loudly and said: "Ignorance, there is no guarantee of victory, will we take action? What's more, my teacher's medical skills have long been compiled and put there. Even if my teacher really loses, what impact will it have on Korean medicine?"
, it’s not that big. However, if you, the Three Holy Hands of Traditional Chinese Medicine, lose, your inheritance will probably be cut off from now on, right?”
Listening to these words, everyone's heart sank. Although the three of them do not represent the entire Chinese medicine. But as Pu Mingdai said, what they are doing is just accelerating the decline of Chinese medicine. Good things come one by one.
If it is lost, there will be less and less left. And other medicines are developing rapidly. In this case, how many years can traditional Chinese medicine persist?
After Pu Mingdai finished speaking, he glanced at the monk who was kneeling on the ground and chanting sutras deep in the temple. Seeing that the other party did not respond, a look of disdain flashed in his eyes and said: "Chinese people just like to make mysteries and hype. Masters among the people,
It’s just a joke.”
After saying that, Pu Mingdai lost interest in Fang Zheng. He took out his mobile phone and dialed a number and said: "Teacher, we have found out that this is a hype monk. As for the origin of his theories, it is not clear. However,
He was probably talking nonsense, or he only knew so much. The entire live broadcast might have been a hype."
"Teacher, please believe my eyes. I said a lot of mocking words to them. If it were anyone with blood and ability, it would be time for him to take action. However, he didn't react at all..."
While talking, Pu Mingdai had already walked away.
When other people saw this, you looked at me, I looked at you, and finally looked at Fang Zheng, and finally sighed: "This catastrophe, let it be over..."
So everyone dispersed.
After everyone left, Hong Boy ran to the door of the hall, looked at Fang Zheng inside and asked, "Master, you heard what they just said. Are you really not going to care?"
"Master? That guy named Pu is really going too far. Are you really not going to take action?" the squirrel shouted, waving his little paws.
Lone Wolf said: "Master, I just became a monk. Before this matter happened, he is now my lunch. Do you think so? Third Junior Brother?"
Monkey clasped his hands together and said, "Master must have his own ideas. We just need to listen."
Lone Wolf listened to this flattery and gave him a straight look. He looked at Xianyu, who had been pretending to be a dead fish for a long time, and said, "Xianyu, tell me, if it were you, would you be able to bear it?"
Xianyu sat down on the threshold, pinched his beard, played with it slowly, and said angrily: "This is something...if it were me, I would definitely slap him!"
Having said this, Fang Zheng still didn't move.
After Xianyu's whiskers twitched, he continued: "When something like this happens, even if you are a bastard, you should stick out your head and show your fangs. If you can endure this kind of thing without saying a word, then you are probably a bastard.
An evolved version of.”
"The evolved version of Bastard? What is that?" Squirrel asked curiously.
Xianyu said seriously: "It's the cartoon you watched yesterday."
Xianyu raised his beard and said, "This is what you said, not me."
The squirrel immediately knew that he had been fooled, and quickly shouted: "Master, I didn't mean it, he cheated me!"
However, the squirrel barked for a long time, and Fang Zheng didn't even move.
The little guys stopped making trouble. They looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes. Something was wrong! Although Fang Zheng pretended to be a master in front of outsiders, but without outsiders, he immediately turned into a tease. If it was normal,
He jumped out a long time ago and cleaned up one by one. Why is he motionless today?
Squirrel poked his head in to take a look, and after looking for a long time, he suddenly found something was wrong. The master seemed a little weird!
The squirrel boldly approached and came to the front. When he saw it, he immediately shouted: "Brother, junior brother, it's not good, come on! Master has turned into wood!"
Red Boy, Lone Wolf, Monkey, and Xianyu were also frightened when they heard this, and quickly ran in to take a look.
Then several guys collectively rolled their eyes, and Xianyu knocked the squirrel on the head and said: "Idiot, this didn't turn into wood, it's just wood!"
"Well, where is my master?" Squirrel asked.
"Run away." Xianyu said.
When everyone heard this, they were immediately stunned.
In fact, if a few little things had paid attention earlier or observed carefully, they would have been able to spot something fishy. After all, the moon-white monk's robe cannot be faked by a piece of white cloth. It's just that everyone's attention is outside, so naturally no one pays attention to Fangzheng. Even if
Just now, a few little things were playing around, so how could they observe Fang Zheng carefully?
Now, several little things are a little confused. Fangzheng is not on the mountain, so where has he gone?
Song Yuhe walked at the back of the crowd, his head lowered all the time, and his eyes looked very confused and cloudy. As for Miao Hong and others, every time they looked back at Song Yuhe, there was a look of anger but helplessness, and even sympathy in their eyes.
.I wanted to come forward and say something several times, but in the end I gave up, shook my head and left.
They really don’t know what to say, do they scold Song Yuhe? But who have the right to scold Song Yuhe? Who doesn’t hold back and comfort Song Yuhe? But Song Yuhe did lose to Park Changming, which is equivalent to severing his lineage.
All top medical skills. This is definitely a sin, a big sin!
Therefore, everyone quickly went down the mountain with mixed emotions.
When Song Yuhe saw this, he couldn't help but sigh.
Just as Song Yuhe was walking on the mountain road, he suddenly heard a scream coming from the front.
Song Yuhe was startled and ran over to check, but found no one. Song Yuhe was stunned and thought to himself: "Where is the person?"
At this moment, a faint cry came from the edge of the cliff: "Help, help!"
Song Yuhe hurriedly checked and saw an old tree more than one meter below the cliff. There was a man lying on the old tree. This man looked very ugly and was dressed in tattered clothes. He was obviously a beggar. The man lay there and shouted.
There were screams one after another. A pair of eyes almost despaired. Suddenly they saw Song Yuhe and immediately shouted: "Help, help."