Mountain Little Divine Doctor

Miao Miao looked up at the distant goshawk, "Wow, there are eagles on the mountain."

Sister pointed to the mountain wall: "look up."

From the tree, we can imagine that the Taoist temple has existed longer than the cliff temple, but we don't know what the origin of qingniu temple is. Although the main hall has been built, it has not yet had time to paint. The columns and arches are all white wood.

The mountain wall behind the view is absolutely frightening, as if half of the mountain is going to be pressed down. It stretches seven or eight meters ahead. There are trees and vines wrapped in velvet snow on the cliff, like thick white braids. There are several oblique pine trees between the mountain walls, and their shapes are strange. A heavy pavilion was built on the top of the cliff in all directions.

Miao Miao and his sister took pictures everywhere with their camera and took a group photo with Fang Qi.

It can be seen from here that the mountains in the West are gentle, while those in the East and West are much steeper. The upward mountain road is the cliff at the edge of the isolated peak. There is a small stone path that can climb the Bazhong Pavilion. Walking through the chilly stone steps, there is a stone bridge not far away. The stone arch bridge spans two steep mountains. The distance is not far, but it looks like five or six meters.

Behind it is a higher peak. In front of the peak is a flat land. The Taoist temple here is being built. Bricks, stones and glazed tiles are piled everywhere, covered with snow. On the construction site, a row of blue sheet iron sheds were built, and the chimney was emitting black smoke.

Fang Qi refused to go over. "OK, it should be almost completed by next summer. Let's go back."

Miaomiao still refuses to stop, holding the camera to shoot at each other. All the way back, before reaching the cliff temple, he saw Lao Douzi standing below and smiling at them. Miao Miao shouted, "are you ready to invite us to dinner?"

Ordinary people can't stand her because she has no skin and no face to eat and drink. This old monk likes her. This is called "ape dung".

When he arrived at the meditation room behind the temple, the old monk cooked a pot of spicy paste and invited them to drink. He ate Baogu cakes and pickles. After climbing up from the foot of the mountain for at least more than 20 miles, the three people were also hungry. They picked up a bowl and ate.

Miao Miao probably never ate such a rough cake and frowned: "his throat is too thin to swallow." Put it in Fangqi's hand, "I'll give it to you."

The old monk and Lao Douzi laughed. Lao Douzi ran to the kitchen and brought two steamed buns. Miao Miao said, "what a stingy old man, hide the good things and eat by yourself!"

"Miao Miao, you're wrong. The best food is Baogu noodles, which is more expensive than rice in the city." Lao Dou wants to have dinner in the city. The threshold is fine.

Fang Qi saw all the painted tables and chairs in the room and asked old bean, "did you bring them up by yourself?"

"Your village head sent someone to bring it up. I was cleaning the snow. Someone carried it up early in the morning."

The old monk looked at the plum, folded his hands and read the Buddha's name. The other side said strangely, "your sister will be promising in the future."

Miao Miao pushed the empty bowl. "Let me see it, too."

"You will be more promising in the future!"

Miao Miao knew he wouldn't say, so he puffed up his mouth: "I don't even have any creativity! Axis! " Fang Qi had half a cake left in his hand and was dragged out by her. My sister looked back at the old and young monks. She was not angry. She just smiled and watched them go out of the hall.

On the way, Fang Qi thought how to dump Miao Miao, stuffed the last mouthful of cake into his mouth and said vaguely, "you go to my house first. I have something to do with the old man." When they finished walking, Fang Qicai lit a cigarette, leaned against the railing and looked at his watch. It was almost five o'clock. After a while, he could rush to Zhaozhao's house for dinner.

She has so many families that it must be bad to take Miao Miao.

The air around is cold, and there is an occasional sound of snow falling in the mountains and forests. Fang Qi felt that there was a dark shadow passing through the forest. He said in his heart: it won't be the dark night man again. You said that you cut this and that with a broken machete every day. Are you tired? You still want to cut me here. It's a day for a dog!

Ignore him and walk down the mountain. Anyway, I can't kill me and I can't kill you. I'm not afraid of you if I want to do it. You think you're Edward Scissorhands. You can't kill this or that. Whistling and flirting with the shadow hiding in the mountains and forests.

All the way to the moon watching platform, the shadow suddenly jumped out of the tree forest in front of him. The goods are also cow force. Fang Qi doesn't know how to jump so fast. It's not close from the tree forest on the left.

The goods just stopped in front gloomily, still carrying the knife in his hand. It was getting dark and I couldn't see his face clearly, but I could obviously feel the murderous spirit coming to my face.

"What do you want? Draw a line. Little basin friend, stop playing. Go back to your home and find your mother. Go home for dinner. It's fun to beat you up in bed when you see the new year. "

Seeing that he didn't move, Fang Qi said, "Oh, by the way, what did I offend you and have to fight with me? You can't beat me, and I can't kill you... So you can get out. " Before the voice fell, a strong wind slashed down.

Fang Qi didn't use the nine character truth. He just fell down obliquely and kicked the snow on the ground with his right foot. Then he bullied him and used the acupoint beating method Miao Miao told him. Miao Miao's brain is good. When they fought in Gucheng, Miao Miao wrote down eight, nine and ten.

His brain is not as good as Miao Miao, but he is learning what is like. So he didn't learn much from Lao he Shang after he came back. He has already stolen art.

Although Fang Qi can't explain why the night man can see the lesions of the human body, he at least believes that the night man is not a ghost. Agility is only relative. He is faster than himself. Of course, he will judge according to his ability, but since he learned the nine character truth, he also knows what's going on.

The most skilled person can see that the human body's milli light is different in depth and judge whether he is ill. Fang Qi can see the milli light on Sagittarius general, but he only knows a little fur. As for how the dark night man could see the exact location of the lesion, he was not sure. Maybe people have other esoteric methods. In short, in terms of body method and ability, people are much better than themselves.

However, he may not lose to the night man.

Fang Qi drank the snow and charmed the other party. He leaned over and hit him with his fists like electricity. At the same time, his legs were taut. Thieves are not tired of cheating. He also learns from the old monk. There are some fragments in his fists and feet.

The dark night man cut into the air with a knife, and the snow kicked over and played a series of strange fists and feet to the extreme. As expected, the man couldn't escape, and his lower abdomen and left arm were hit respectively.

Fang Qi thought he had a plan. Unexpectedly, this punch was like hitting a stone tablet, let alone buckle a hole. But when he fell down, there was no time to take care of the pain. When his left hand supported on the snow, his two legs swept towards the dark man.