Rebuild the Upgrade Path

"Yeah, the donor, I met again, so fate!"

The fat monk was eating chicken drumsticks. When he saw me, he immediately remembered who I was and greeted me enthusiastically.

"Ah, yeah, my family is unfortunate, my ancestors are wicked, I actually met you again, I didn't expect, you have a good memory."

"Hey, it's not that you have a good memory. People who have grown into your virtues are really rare, so easy to recognize." The fat monk held a chicken leg in one hand, and the other hand played with the rosary hanging on his neck casually, laughing. Has a brilliant face and knows nothing about life and death.

I looked at him, smiled very friendly, beckoned to him, motioned for him to come.

"Ah? Something?" The fat monk was very naive. He watched me beckon and leaned forward, looking at me curiously, wondering what I was going to whisper to him.

I continued to look at him with friendly eyes, and then...

boom--!

A right hook hit his fat face directly, and the twenty-fifth level of power immediately flew the fat monk out, hitting the white wall behind him to stop. The calendar hanging on the wall suddenly floated, and a handful of white ash fell from the ceiling.

Are you laughing at me just the way you look? ! You must be taught a lesson, you must be punished if you make a mistake!

I clapped my hands and turned to Uncle Gongwang and said, "Uncle Gongwang, where did you find such a product?"

"I wanted to find you. You weren't here. I saw him on my way back. He said he had the ability to heal the disease, so I called him." Uncle Gongwang said helplessly.

"You are not afraid of him bragging, not only did it not cure, but it got worse and worse?"

"Take a dead horse as a living horse doctor."

"Yes, I know, my wife is eager to go to the doctor if she is sick, but you are really lucky, uncle, he still has some ability after all."

"It's fine."

The two of us staying here to talk, the fat monk has stood up, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with it. Don’t mention the scars on the face that I just punched on, it’s just a blue, or even redness. !

The fat monk stood up, still holding the drumstick in one hand, protecting it very well, patted the dust on the monk's clothes with the other hand, shook his head indifferently, and sat down again. on the chair.

"Donor, how can you be so violent? Although it doesn't hurt much, it's still scary."

As the fat monk said, he took another bite of the chicken leg, as if he didn't take the matter into his heart at all.

I took a look with my yin and yang eyes, and it turned out that it was the same as last time. Beside this fat monk, there was a layer of Buddha's light. With this layer of Buddha's light, ordinary attacks wouldn't hurt him at all. What's more, what was my punch?

"Unexpectedly, you really have some abilities. It turns out that you don't just eat for nothing, run away when you eat, and take off your shoes. Others smelly." I said teasingly, sitting by the bed and looking at the palace lying on the bed Xiaoting, indeed, it won't get worse, but of course it won't get better.

"Hey, how can you say that to me? Lord Buddha, I still have real talents. It's just that, this person has to eat, especially this meat. It won't work if you don't eat a meal. But after eating a few restaurants, I am here. Zhang Lian was wanted by all their restaurants, so helpless, he could only show off his craftsmanship and help people get rid of disasters."

"You can pull it down! With this thing, it can't cure the disease at all, at most it is an inhibitory effect. This thing, the longer you drag it, the more it will be done. You will not give the next step. If this continues, she will really be delayed!"

"Uh……"

The fat monk was speechless for a while, stretched out his hand and gestured, but he didn't expect to say anything, but he took it back again, licked his lips with his tongue, his eyes floated to the other side.

Looking at him like this, I don't talk nonsense with him anymore. At this time, Gong Xiaoting's affairs are the most important!

I quickly turned around and said to Uncle Gong Wang: "Xiaoting's appearance is not good. We must find a way to relieve it. If I expected it to be good, she should be Zhonggu."

"insanity?!"

Uncle Gongwang turned pale when he heard this. After so many years in the lake, he knew how terrifying things like Miao Jiang Gu Art were. As soon as he heard that his girl was in Gu, he was so scared that he was so scared. After years of military career, his face has changed.

"Master, this..."

"Don't be afraid, I will take her to my master right now. My master has great magical powers, and I also have a medically versed senior sister. They will definitely have a way. Let's leave now!"

"it is good!"

Uncle Gong Wang promised and immediately went to lift Gong Xiaoting.

"She'd better not be exposed to the wind or see the light now, so she should wrap it in a quilt."

"I know." Uncle Gong Wang said, pulling aside the quilt.

Uncle Gongwang was born in the army and knew a lot about nature. When he came back with Gong Xiaoting, he wrapped her with things, except when necessary, never opened it along the way.

In fact, thanks to the identity of Uncle Gong Wang, the small book on his body that represents his former identity also brought a lot of convenience for him to bring a person wrapped up and return by plane through the security check.

"Don't eat! Come and help me!" I shouted at the fat monk who was still gnawing at the chicken thighs, and the guy knew that he would come and help.

The fat monk's rosary was not taken away, so he continued to put it on Gong Xiaoting's belly, and wrapped it with a quilt, so that it could continue to maintain the Buddha's light body and prevent the attack of the Gu technique.

We wrapped Gong Xiaoting's quilt and tied it with three long cloths. Uncle Gong Wang and I carried her one after the other and ran out. As for the fat monk, I want him to help, but with his character, I can rest assured? It would be nice not to throw Gong Xiaoting on the ground!

Just like that, we both carried Gong Xiaoting and ran all the way, and got into my car. Uncle Gong Wang was sitting in the back seat with Gong Xiaoting, and the fat monk ran down the stairs with us. Before I left, I didn't forget to take the bowl of chicken drumsticks together, and then I came down with it. I waited downstairs and sat directly into my co-pilot seat.

I sat in the driver’s seat, turned the steering wheel, and looked at him weirdly, especially the porcelain bowl with chicken drumsticks in his hand, and said: "What are you doing with you? I love your rosary? Don't worry, we Don't be greedy, I will return it to you when it's over!"

"Hey, how can the donor look at me like that? Am I the kind of stingy person?"

The righteous words that the fat monk said were impassioned, and the word "generous" appeared faintly behind him. Of course, it was this greasy image that did not match the glorious and great appearance.

I looked at the porcelain bowl he was holding tightly in his hand and turned my head back: "Like!"

"..."

The fat monk was immediately dissatisfied, frowning tightly, with an expression of "how can you be like this".

"Donor, I think you have a big misunderstanding of me."

"No, I don't think so." I said casually as I concentrated on driving.

"Donor, among us, I am afraid that some misunderstandings have caused you to have a wrong view of me now."

"No, there is no misunderstanding, nor did I read it wrong."

"Donor, you can't do this, listen to my sophistry, ah no! Explain!"

"Ha ha."

"..."

I just talked to the sky to death. I really don’t bother to talk to this guy. Even if I’m energetic, I can’t talk to such a thing while driving, and I have to keep overtaking and changing lanes along the way in order to use the fastest one. The speed reaches the master.

With no words all the way, Kai Leide drove to the outside of Funeral Street in the crematorium. He didn't know how many penalties he had eaten all the way, so he quickly notified Baron through the system and dealt with them all.

After getting out of the car, Uncle Gong Wang and I hurriedly lifted up the tightly wrapped Gong Xiaoting. Now she has completely lost her breathing ability, she is in a state of suspended animation, wrapped up, and she doesn’t even need breathing problems. consider.

The fat monk got out of the car and found that this was Funeral Street. At that time, he frowned and realized that the matter was not that simple. He looked back at both of us and used his action skills again: "It's not necessary, isn't it... ?"

"roll!"

Uncle Gong Wang and I kicked out one by one, kicked him directly to the side, hugged Gong Xiaoting, and ran towards my master’s Zha Caipu.

Anyway, the Buddha's light body protector can't hurt him at all with these two feet. He is too bad to be beaten. That's fine, it's not bad to be beaten!

In Zhacaipu, the master was sitting in the main hall with his eyes closed and rested. Suddenly, a smile appeared on his face, opened his eyes, stood up, and walked slowly to the door.

In the yard, the Nine Golden Crow was flying around among the branches. He understood when he came out, and said to himself: "It seems that the kid is back again."

As soon as the voice fell, I heard a hurried knock on the door outside the courtyard, accompanied by my yelling: "Master, open the door, save people!"

"Who locked the door?" Jiu Jinwu stopped on a branch and asked with some confusion.

"I'm afraid that he will rush in directly, and the influence will not be good." The master said with a smile, raised his hand, and the courtyard door opened automatically. Uncle Gong Wang and I rushed in. As soon as we came in, we saw the person standing at the entrance of the main hall. Master.

"Master!"

The master hurried forward a few steps, stretched out his hand to stop me, with a helpless look: "Every time I come to see me, something has happened. Okay, I already know the specifics. Your Senior Sister Yaqin is behind and has done it. Now that you have prepared for the treatment, go ahead."

"Yes, thank you Master! Uncle Gongwang, go!"

I led Uncle Gongwang and brought Gong Xiaoting to the back. There was a room for medical treatment. Sister Yaqin was sometimes absent, and it was the master or someone else who came to treat him. Now Sister Yaqin is here, naturally. She came to be the attending physician.

Inside the room, on a table that was used as a medical bed, Gong Xiaoting unloaded the package and lay on it, with the string of Buddhist beads on her body. The fat monk didn't know when he would come in, so he just sat aside, watching here pretending to be worried, while continuing to eat.

All of us chose to ignore him, only Sister Yaqin. Although I have reminded her, she is too curious about this rosary.

"This rosary is indeed magical, and it suppresses this Gu technique. You know, although I have studied Gu technique, it is the first time I have seen such a terrifying Gu technique. From the effect point of view, it must be the strongest kind of Gu technique. It's one of the techniques, even this can be suppressed, it's extraordinary!"

"Of course, who am I, Lord Buddha?!" When the fat monk heard Senior Sister Yaqin praise him, his nose went up to the sky.

"Say you are fat, you are still breathing." I glanced at him and said angrily.

"Do you still have a face to say about me?" The fat monk looked at me and fought back with the same tone.

"Okay, stop arguing between you two! I'm studying what kind of Gu this is!"

The two of us stopped talking immediately. Uncle Gong Wang watched with concern and didn't dare to say more. Each of the three had their own thoughts, and it was up to Sister Yaqin to operate.

I don’t really understand the details. I saw her make a small cut in Gong Xiaoting’s body with a knife to collect a little blood in her body, and then started the experiment with a large number of bottles and cans on the table. It takes more than ten minutes.

In the end, it seemed that there was finally a result. Senior Sister Yaqin held a small bottle and looked at the liquid inside. The expression on her face gradually changed.

That expression is shock, fear, surprise, and helpless!

That expression made all of us, except the fat monk, worried.

"Senior Sister Yaqin, what's going on, is there any result? What is the result?" I asked tentatively.

Senior Sister Yaqin didn't look at me, but continued to look at the little bottle, before saying for a long time: "Impossible, this is impossible! This is actually... Big Red Lotus!"