A parent jumped out, pointed at Ying Yue and said angrily.
The other parents also glared at Ying Yue. How dare you make trouble after all this time? What a bastard.
"Mr. Ying, what do you mean..."
Only Mr. Liu knew what Ying Yue was capable of, so he quickly asked.
"I say, this Taoist Yuan is full of nonsense!"
Ying Yue pointed at Taoist Yuan and said calmly.
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar!
"Who are you, you dare to speak nonsense here!"
"That's right, what nonsense are you talking about, and you also say that Taoist Yuan is full of nonsense!"
"When adults speak, children are not allowed to interrupt!"
Everyone started to accuse, and Jiang Yun's face looked very ugly: "Young man, who are you and why do you say that? Do you know what your words mean?"
Seeing that Ying Yue had caused public outrage, Liu Laolian introduced: "This is Mr. Ying. I asked him to help find Yuanyuan!"
Hearing this, the anger on Jiang Yun's face immediately subsided, and she couldn't help complaining: "Dad, I can understand your mood, but you can't bring in irrelevant people. Isn't this sincerity causing trouble?"
"What's causing trouble!"
When Mr. Liu heard this, he was immediately dissatisfied: "Mr. Ying is a very capable person. If I hadn't given up this old face, you wouldn't be able to invite him if you wanted to!"
Jiang Yun didn't believe it at all. Hearing this, she forced a smile and said: "Dad, I'll ask Xiao Wang to take you home. You've been traveling for a long time, so you must be exhausted. Go home and rest, we are here!"
"I'm not leaving, I'm going to wait here for Yuanyuan!"
Mr. Liu snorted coldly, but refused to leave.
Seeing this, Jiang Yun couldn't help but look at her husband Liu Jiang.
Liu Jiang sighed and was about to start persuading, but at this moment, Taoist priest Yuan suddenly interrupted and said, "My little friend, you just said nonsense about poor Taoists. What good advice do you have?"
He was holding a fly whisk in one hand and holding a flower holder in the other hand. He had a calm smile on his face, looking like an immortal and a master of Taoism.
Everyone nodded secretly, with looks of approval in their eyes. They all said that the Prime Minister was capable of supporting a boat, and only a Taoist master like Yuan Daozhang would not be affected by this young man's rudeness.
This is the true style of a master!
Thinking of this, everyone became more hopeful about Taoist Yuan.
Jiang Yun said: "Master Yuan, your judgment just now is very accurate, word for word. I am convinced of your judgment now. I believe that as long as I follow your instructions to search, I will definitely find my daughter!"
At this point, she said to Mr. Liu: "Dad, it's enough for me and Yuanyuan's father to keep an eye on it. You'd better take your friends to rest at home. We're all tired from the journey!"
A trace of anger appeared on Mr. Liu's face, and just as he was about to say something, he heard Taoist Master Yuan say again: "Ms. Jiang, there is no need to be like this. It is said that there is no priority in learning, and the master is the teacher. Although a poor Taoist has been practicing Taoism for sixty years, he still feels insignificant.
, shallow knowledge.
On the other hand, this little friend is full of heaven and has piercing eyes. He must be a person of great ability. Let’s listen to his opinions and it’s not too late to make a judgment!”
"Taoist Master Yuan is humble, prudent, and open-minded. He is truly a master of Taoism!"
"impressive!"
"This is the real master. Today's young people really can't compare with him!"
Everyone spoke one after another and praised him endlessly.
Even Liu Jiang, who didn't believe much in Daoist Yuan, as well as government figures and the police, all nodded slightly with approval in their eyes.
This young man made an offensive statement, but instead of being annoyed, Taoist priest Yuan talked to him in a gentle manner. This kind of broad-mindedness alone makes people admire him endlessly.
"If you don't talk about anything else, just in terms of ambition, the young man brought by dad is just a few steps behind Taoist priest Yuan!"
Liu Jiang nodded slightly and was about to make a call and give instructions according to Taoist Yuan's words, when Taoist Yuan continued to ask: "My dear friend, if you have any suggestions, please feel free to say so!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Ying Yue, either sneering, questioning, dissatisfied, or contemptuous...
Only Mr. Liu asked expectantly: "Mr. Ying, you just said that Daochang Yuan is full of nonsense. What do you mean?"
Ying Yue shook his head slightly, looked at Daoist Yuan and said, "I dare to ask Daoist Yuan, you just calculated all the information about Liu Yuan and her current situation based on this hair, right?"
"Of course!"
Taoist priest Yuan nodded slightly, looked at the hair in his hand and said: "The body, hair and skin are all integrated, and they have their own connections in some mysterious way. Although I am a poor Taoist, I can barely figure it out!"
"The body and hair are connected, I totally agree with that!"
Ying Yue did not deny his previous sentence: "But the problem is, you made a miscalculation. It's so wrong. It's so wrong. It's so deceptive. Where did you come from?"
"Young boy with a yellow mouth, shut up for me!"
Taoist Yuan was finally angry. He had been famous for many years and was a famous real person in Central China. He usually visited the homes of the rich and powerful. Who would not call him a real person and treat him respectfully?
Who dares to question?
Who dares to be so merciless?
It's good now that he, Mr. Yuan, has been asking nicely, but he has been repeatedly denied face by a little-known brat, which is simply intolerable.
"I became a disciple at the age of 6. I have practiced Taoism for 60 years. I have read tens of thousands of ancient Taoist books. I have studied diligently for many years and worked hard every day to achieve what I have achieved today. How can you slander me?"
The more Daochang Yuan spoke, the angrier he became, his voice became louder and louder, and he suddenly became angry: "Today, if you don't tell me that you are ugly, I will not let you off the hook!"
"What else are you talking about? Everything you said is false!"
Ying Yue sneered: "It's wrong from the beginning. What else is there to say? Do you think that saying so much can change the fact that you are full of nonsense!"
"How brave!"
Daochang Yuan drank softly and stared at Ying Yue: "How can a yellow-mouthed kid humiliate a poor Taoist like this? It is unforgivable!"
"I would like to ask you, do you understand the Book of Changes?"
"Do you understand "Tao Zang"?"
"Have you read "The Great Truth"?"
"Have you studied "Zuowang Lun" and "Huangdi Neijing"?"
"Do you know how to read fortunes, touch bones, tell fortunes, and measure wealth?"
Every time Taoist Yuan asked a question, he took a step forward. His beard and hair were spread out, his eyes were wide open with anger, his eyes were shining brightly, and his mouth was like spring thunder: "I'm afraid you can't even tell the eight or sixty-four hexagrams, but
You are not ashamed to speak loudly here!”
"I, Yuan Hongming, have been studying Taoism for 60 years. I am a fortune teller, fortune teller, and eight trigrams divination. I rarely make any mistakes. How dare you, a child with a yellow mouth, dare to insult me?"
Taoist priest Yuan was so angry that he was like an angry immortal, and everyone's eyes were filled with excitement and were impressed by his grace.
The whole small courtyard was as silent as a cicada, and no one dared to breathe. Only Taoist Priest Yuan's questioning voice could be heard.
Ying Yue remained calm and said calmly: "I don't care what your abilities are, and I don't want to know. I only know that you are indeed wrong about this matter, and it is very wrong!"
"You actually dare to quibble?"
Daochang Yuan became even more angry, and the others looked at Ying Yue with displeasure. At this time, they also said that Daochang Yuan was wrong. He was really a dead duck and had a tough talk.
Ying Yue ignored everyone's gaze, looked at Yuan Daozhang, and said lightly: "Do you know why I said you were wrong? Because you were wrong from the beginning!"
Having said this, he pointed to the hair in Yuan Daochang's hand and said: "The hair in your hand is not Liu Yuan's at all, but someone else's.
You even got the hair wrong, but what you are saying to me here, calculating everything based on this hair, isn't this nonsense?"
Ying Yue knew very well that the whereabouts of the owner of the hair could indeed be determined through a piece of hair, and he was convinced of this.
Because he can do it himself.
But the problem is that Daochang Yuan took someone else's hair and calculated Liu Yuan's birth date...
Isn’t this fucking nonsense?
"What did you say?"
"Is there such a thing?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked: "Fake hair? How is this possible?"
"real or fake?"
"Young man, don't talk nonsense. This is obviously the hair that Ms. Jiang brought from home. How could it be wrong?"
"That's right, Ms. Jiang made it clear just now that this is the hair found in her daughter's room. If it's not her daughter's hair, who does it belong to?"
"You have nothing to say, so you are just talking nonsense. I have never seen anyone like you!"
When the parents heard this, they became very angry and criticized one after another.
Jiang Yun also looked dissatisfied and said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense here. This is not my Yuanyuan's hair, who else could it be?"
"I don't know who this is, but I know very well that it definitely doesn't belong to Liu Yuan!"
Ying Yue said calmly.
"Why do you say that?" Jiang Yun said angrily.
"Just because I have treated Liu Yuan before!"
Ying Yue said calmly: "Her body is very special. Her body is very different from ordinary people, and her hair is naturally the same. I have treated her disease, and there will be no mistake!"
"What did you say?"
As soon as these words came out, the parents sneered, but Jiang Yun and Liu Jiang were shocked: "You said, you have treated my Yuanyuan?"
Ying Yue did not speak, but looked at Mr. Liu.
Mr. Liu nodded and said: "He is the miracle doctor. He was the one who cured Yuan Yuan's disease!"
After receiving Mr. Liu's confirmation, Jiang Yun was still in disbelief: "How is this possible? You are...too...too young?"
Liu Jiang also looked like he had seen a ghost!
"What's good about being young? Mr. Ying has great medical skills and unpredictable abilities. He just took Yuanyuan's pulse and cured her terminal illness that had troubled her for many years!"
Mr. Liu was a little unhappy: "I saw this with my own eyes. Am I going to help him lie?"
After hearing this, Jiang Yun still found it difficult to accept it, but she believed that her father-in-law could not joke about such a thing. Her attitude immediately changed and she said with some embarrassment: "Doctor Ying, I have offended you just now, please forgive me!"
"Dr. Ying, thank you for curing my daughter's disease!"
Liu Jiang also came over, took Ying Yue's hand, and solemnly thanked him.
This is a heartfelt thank you!
Their daughter has been tortured by a terminal illness for 17 years since she was a child, which has made their parents heartache for 17 years.
It was precisely because they knew their daughter was suffering so much that they shed tears of gratitude to the doctor who cured their daughter.
I have long wanted to go to Jiangzhou and thank the doctor in person!
"I never expected to meet Dr. Ying on such an occasion and under such premise. I'm really ashamed!"
Liu Jiang smiled bitterly, apologized, and then said: "Mr. Ying, you just said that the hair is not Yuanyuan's, this..."
He still didn't quite believe it.
Jiang Yun didn't believe it either, so she looked at Ying Yue eagerly.
