The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Chapter 879: A Lot of People

As Fangzheng walked step by step, Xi Liang's heart also became tense step by step. Seeing that Fangzheng was about to disappear behind the door, Xi Liang had an idea, and shouted: "Master! Saving a life is better than building seven levels." Futu, there are countless people out there who are seriously ill and have no money to treat them or can’t cure them at all. You have medical skills, don’t you want to do something for everyone? This is a great merit!"

Hearing the word merit, Fangzheng's footsteps instantly froze in place!

How important merit is, probably no one in the world understands better than Fang Zheng! If you have merit, you can resist karma and increase luck. Only those who have merit can draw better prizes. Only those who have merit have the opportunity to return to vulgarity!

At the same time, Xi Liang's words, like enlightenment, made Fangzheng suddenly enlightened! At the beginning, he taught Bamboo Carving to Lame Ma, and Lame Ma taught others, which led many people to become rich. As for Fangzheng, it seemed that he only increased his reputation. But in fact, Fangzheng got a lot of ^_^ beat 4 merits in it!

This skill belongs to him, and anyone who relies on this skill to gain happiness, make money, or get rid of poverty will more or less give Fang Zheng a little bit of merit. There are few people, but there are too many people! Moreover, once the school is established, more people will learn it, spread it more widely, and Fangzheng will naturally gain more merit. This is a lucrative deal!

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng wished to slap himself, why is he so stupid? Such a good way to earn merits has been forgotten, and it is foolish to take medical skills and not take it seriously.

Thinking of this, Fangzheng was immediately tempted.

But before Fang Zheng turned his head, he heard Hong Boy say: "Master, there are people here again, but the people who came this time are so strange, there are many middle-aged and elderly people."

When Fangzheng heard this, he was immediately curious. One Finger Mountain has a beautiful scenery, and tourists go up to the mountain to see the scenery almost every day. But One Finger Mountain is located in a remote area after all, and the mountain roads up the mountain are not as good as those of the major scenic spots. In addition, because of the snow, climbing the mountain is even more difficult. Elderly people have limited legs and feet, and going up the mountain is even more difficult and dangerous.

Therefore, after the snow falls, basically no elderly people go up the mountain, but only young people who love to play. There are also some middle-aged people. This time, Fang Zheng was a little puzzled when he heard many middle-aged and elderly people go up the mountain. What's the matter?

As soon as he turned his head, Fangzheng was stunned.

Not only Fang Zheng, but Xi Liang was also dumbfounded!

In the cold wind, a group of middle-aged men, women, and old people came running wildly, just like the 100-meter race! The middle-aged man was fine, but the woman's running shoes flew off. And the old people can't care less about their beard freezing, and they can't care about their age and body anymore. Their running speed is like flying people.

However, what shocked Xi Liang the most was that these people were all dressed uniformly, all in white coats! He is too familiar with that style, this is a doctor! There are so many doctors here, and there are a few familiar ones, could it be that they are all...

Before Xi Liang came back to his senses, Fang Zheng had already arrived at the door, and those people also ran to the door, and then they all stood where they were, staring at Fang Zheng!

In that situation, the lone wolf almost jumped out to escort him. Hong Haier tugged at Fangzheng's trousers and said, "Master, what are you doing? So many psychiatrists are looking for you?"

Fangzheng slapped him directly on the back of the head, clasped his hands together, and said to the crowd: "Amitabha, don't worry, benefactors, it's still early. You don't need to grab the incense..."

Fangzheng had already guessed something, but he didn't say anything, so he was too embarrassed to come up and said: Little ones, the poor monk taught you medical skills! In order to break the deadlock, I had to talk nonsense.

Hearing Fangzheng's question, everyone came back to their senses immediately, and someone said, "You are Fangzheng's host, right?"

Fangzheng clasped his hands together, nodded slightly and said, "It's the poor monk, is the benefactor okay?"

The man said excitedly: "I have watched your live broadcast video, and you speak very well. I am also a Chinese medicine student. I don't understand some things you said. I want to discuss it with the host."

The man had just finished speaking, and Fangzheng hadn't spoken yet.

I heard a woman next to me say loudly: "Explore? Sun Yingwei, with your two brushes, you still have the nerve to talk about it? You are not enough to be an apprentice to the master!"

When Sun Yingwei heard this, his face turned red! Although he is not a famous person, he is also a Chinese medicine teacher in the university and an attending physician in the hospital, so he still has some face. It is natural to be furious when someone says that to your face!

Sun Yingwei suddenly turned his head and said angrily, "I, Sun Yingwei, are not very good, what about you?"

The woman who spoke was wearing a scarf, and she couldn't see her face clearly. Hearing Sun Yingwei's question, the woman took off the scarf on the spot, and said at the same time: "I don't know how much you weigh?" The face, the face is full of integral majesty. Sun Yingwei was startled when he saw it, and called out, "Director Miao?"

Director Miao nodded slightly and said, "Sun Yingwei, Chairman Fangzheng's achievements in medical skills are beyond the reach of ordinary people. Put away your cleverness, and if you want to learn something, show your sincerity."

"Xiao Miao is right." At this time, an old man beside him said.

Miao Hong was taken aback, and said to herself: Who is so shameless to call her Xiao Miao? Are you so close?

Miao Hong, Sun Yingwei, and Xi Liang looked over at the same time, only to see the man's beard covered with frost, and they couldn't tell who was coming. The man didn't speak, and stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and the frost melted away, revealing a vicissitudes of life face.

At that moment, Xi Liang stood up directly from the ground and exclaimed: "Song Yuhe, the three masters of Chinese medicine?!"

It's not just Xi Liang who is screaming, but other people are also screaming!

These people came from all over the country, and they set off early in the morning before dawn. Because they all wanted to be the first to meet Fang Zheng and learn the scriptures, in everyone's opinion, no master in the world would go to the school to be the teacher of thousands of students. Even if you become one, what you can pass on is absolutely limited.

This principle applies to both China and foreign countries. The postgraduates taught by big professors abroad are all carefully selected ones. No one has ever seen a professor lead hundreds of students to teach. Otherwise, the professor would probably die of exhaustion early and die for the cause of education.

This is even more so in Huaxia, where apprentices are divided into inner and outer sects, and disciples are divided into senior brothers and second juniors. Therefore, everyone wants to win the first place, at least to leave a first impression on Fangzheng! In this way, the competition later will have a greater chance of winning.

So one by one, after meeting at the foot of the mountain, they basically didn't say a word. Instead, they were like fighting cocks, staring at each other like enemies from a lifetime ago.

Coupled with the cold weather, many people wore scarves, and some people had their beards blown in the wind, and when they breathed on them, they immediately turned into frost, covering their faces and making them unrecognizable.

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