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"You!" Song Yuhe was furious, but he didn't do anything in the end, but his eyes seemed to spew fire!

Pu Mingdai looked at the angry Song Yuhe and was even happier: "After today, Chinese traditional Chinese medicine will be called rubbish, and will soon disappear from the stage of history. All glory will return to Korean medicine!"

When Pu Mingdai said this, he proudly said with points: "I have to say, you Chinese people are really stupid, haha..."

"Pu Changming and the three masters of traditional Chinese medicine are on par with each other, but from your tone, it seems that we are determined. If you say that there is nothing tricky in it, I don't believe it. I don't believe it. Park Changming is not afraid of losing?" Sun Yingwei, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked.

Pu Mingdai laughed loudly and said: "Ignorant, we don't have the certainty of winning, will we make a move? What's more, my teacher's medical skills have long been compiled into a book and put there. Even if my teacher really loses, it will affect the Korean medicine. , it’s not too big. However, if you lose the three masters of traditional Chinese medicine, I’m afraid the inheritance will be broken from now on, right?”

Hearing this, everyone's heart sank. Although the three of them cannot represent the entire Chinese medicine. But as Pu Mingdai said, what they are doing is only accelerating the decline of Chinese medicine. Good things are lost one by one, and there will be less and less leftovers. Other medicines are developing rapidly. In this case, how many years can Chinese medicine last?

After Pu Mingdai finished speaking, he glanced at the monk kneeling on the ground in the depths of the temple, chanting scriptures all the time. Seeing that the other party didn't respond, a look of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he said: "Chinese people just like to play tricks and hype. Experts are among the people, but it's just a joke."

After finishing speaking, Pu Mingdai also lost interest in Fangzheng, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number and said, "Teacher, I have found out that this is a hype monk. It is not clear who his theories came from. However, Mostly he was talking nonsense, or he only knew so much. The whole live broadcast of that time may have been a hype."

"Teacher, please believe my eyes. I have said a lot of things to mock them. Anyone who is bloody and capable should take action. However, he did not respond the whole time..."

While talking, Pu Mingdai had already walked away.

When the others saw this, you looked at me, I looked at you, and finally looked at Fangzheng, and finally sighed: "Hahaha, let's go..."

So the crowd also dispersed.

After everyone left, Hong Haier ran to the entrance of the main hall, looked at Fangzheng inside and asked, "Master, you heard what they said just now. You really don't want to care about it?"

"Master? That Pu is really too much, you really don't plan to make a move?" The squirrel called, waving its little paw.

The lone wolf said: "Master, I have just become a monk. Put this matter in the past, and he is my lunch now. Tell me, don't you? Third Junior Brother?"

The monkey clasped his hands together and said, "Master must have his thoughts, we just listen."

Hearing this big flattery, Lone Wolf gave him a blank stare, looked at Xianyu who had been holding dead fish for a long time, and said, "Salty fish, tell me, if it's you, can you bear it?"

Xianyu sat down on the threshold, pinched his beard, slowly played with it, and said in a strange way: "This matter... If it were me, I would definitely slap him!"

Speaking of this, Fangzheng still didn't move.

After Xianyu's beard twitched, he continued: "When encountering such a thing, even a bastard should stick his head out and show his fangs. If this kind of thing can bear the silence, it is probably a bastard. an evolution of the

"Evolved version of bastard? What is that?" Squirrel asked curiously.

Xianyu said solemnly: "It's the cartoon you watched yesterday."

"Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles?" Squirrel subconsciously called out.

Xianyu twitched his beard and said, "You said that, not me."

The squirrel immediately knew that he had been duped, and quickly shouted: "Master, I didn't mean it, he tricked me!"

However, the squirrel screamed for a long time, and Fangzheng didn't move.

The little guys stopped making trouble, and when they looked at each other, they all saw the doubt in each other's eyes, something is wrong! Although Fangzheng pretended to be a master in front of outsiders, without outsiders, he immediately became a tease. If it was normal, he would have jumped out and cleaned up one by one. Why are you so still today?

The squirrel probed in to have a look, but after looking for a long time, he suddenly found that something was wrong, the master seemed a little weird!

The squirrel boldly approached, came to the front, saw it, and immediately called out: "Senior Brother, Junior Brother, it's not good, come quickly! Master has turned into a log!"

Honghaier, Lone Wolf, Monkey, and Xianyu were also taken aback when they heard this, and hurried in to have a look.

Then the guys rolled their eyes collectively, and the salted fish knocked on the squirrel's head and said, "Idiot, it's not turned into wood, it's just wood!"

"Well, what about my master?" the squirrel asked.

"Let's run away." Xianyu said.

When everyone heard this, they were stunned.

In fact, if you pay attention to a few small things early, or observe carefully, you will definitely be able to see the tricks. After all, a moon white monk's robe cannot be faked by a piece of white cloth. It's just that everyone's attention was outside, so naturally no one paid attention to Fang Zheng. Even just now, a few little things were playing around, how could they observe Fangzheng carefully?

Now, the little things are a little confused, Fangzheng is not on the mountain, so where did he go?

Song Yuhe walked at the back of the crowd, keeping his head down, his eyes looked very dazed and cloudy. As for Miao Hong and the others, every time they turned their heads to look at Song Yuhe, a look of anger but helplessness and even sympathy flashed in their eyes. Several times I wanted to go forward and say something, but in the end I gave up, shook my head and left.

They really don't know what to say, scold Song Yuhe? But what right do you have to scold? Who is not keeping a hand? To comfort Song Yuhe? But Song Yuhe did lose to Park Changming, tantamount to cutting off all the top medical skills of his lineage. This is definitely a sin, a great sin!

Therefore, everyone quickly went down the mountain with mixed feelings.

Seeing this, Song Yuhe couldn't help sighing again.

Just as Song Yuhe was walking on the mountain road, he suddenly heard a scream coming from the front.

Song Yuhe was startled, and hurried over to check, but he didn't see anyone. Song Yuhe was taken aback for a moment, and said in his heart, "Where's 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. The man lay there, screaming in pain. A pair of eyes was almost desperate, suddenly saw Song Yuhe, and immediately shouted: "Help, help."