Jin Liangping Dali invited him down the mountain. He came here to diagnose Jing Ge's illness, not to solve their problems. This is enough to be embarrassing. If the younger generation thinks ignorance is better, no one will take it seriously. But what is the situation of this repeated humiliation?

After accepting this great ceremony, I want everyone to live up to their faces, at least within our ability, to maintain the Jing family's face. Where can I think of the Jing family like this child, who knows nothing about current affairs, is simply inexplicable!

Even the monks of Duqing doubted whether the Jing family was dissatisfied with them. They used the excuse of their master humiliating themselves.

No wonder he thought so. After all, if someone had come, he would have left his sleeves and asked the Jing family to handle the matter well and then go to see a doctor. Now he is still working hard to maintain the appearance of the Jing family, which is regarded as benevolent and righteous.

"What are you talking about here?"

Jin Liangping took two steps forward, stared at Ye Feng, and shouted angrily: "Master Du Qing was invited to see his father. What are you doing? Why is it useless to say that?"

Ye Fengsheng glanced at him gently, turned his head, looked at Jingjing's brothers and sisters, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "There is no medicine to save your grandfather, he..."

"Damn it! My dad was fine this morning. How could something happen?

When Jin Liangping heard this, he couldn't stand it anymore. He opened his mouth and cursed. He raised his hand and pushed Ye Feng Asheng's shoulder. At the same time, he said, "Where did that bastard come from? He dared to come to my house and spread the wasteland. I want to see who you sent to cause trouble on the earth!"

But I never thought Ye Feng Asheng's voice popped away from his palm and said, "You'd better wait for me to finish what I said, otherwise if you make a mistake, no one can save you."

"I heard you're talking nonsense here, and now this is the biggest mistake!"

He staggered and said, "Where is safety? Security! Get this person out! Go back and see where this person comes from. You dare to come to my house and scold my dad. I want him to pay the price!

"Who cursed your father?"

Ye Feng's voice was puzzled: "I haven't finished speaking yet. What are you nagging there? What are you talking about?"

Then he crossed his mouth and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with Master Jing in the eyes of the donor? Why do you dare to assert that it is useless for the poor monk to go?

Ye Fengsheng looked at him casually and said for granted: "I said it is useless to go, but it is naturally useless."

"What?"

Du Qing was shocked and finally felt a little irritated in his eyes.

I am not acting as you, but you are acting with me first?

It is useless to say that I want to go. If you say 2345, it doesn’t matter. It is meaningless to say that you want to go.

There is no reason at all. You said yes, right?

He didn't play a simple role. Thirty years ago, he was known for his lost Tai Chi needle. I don't know how many problems disappeared under his silver needle. He was an ambitious and sharp young man. He was also a proud man of a generation.

The improvement of reputation and praise from the outside media prompted him to make mistakes due to his arrogance. Since then, he went up the mountain, closed the door, and thanked the visitors. Taiyi Needle, the spirit of driving the Yin and Yang, has never been used again.

It's been ten years!

If it weren't for the initial mistake, he was constantly reminded that life was as big as the sky, what would he say to a younger generation like Ye Feng Asheng?

I can't imagine that my continuous concessions were made by such a young generation. Because of caution, this ridiculous thing happened instead.

"If the donor knows nothing about medicine, please let go. After the poor monk and Jing Lao diagnosed the disease, they will decide how to treat it."

The attitude was still calm, but the words of Du Qing monk were obviously a bit tough, and the meaning of the previous discussion had completely disappeared.

"I've never stopped you," he said.

"From beginning to end, I just don't want to hear you recite Amitabha," Ye Feng said lightly, and never stopped your path. Since you are willing to waste your energy, then go.

As he spoke, he leaned slightly to give way and let people pass.

Monk Duqing said nothing, but took a step towards the stairs upstairs. At this time, Jing Liangping stared at Ye Feng's voice and hurriedly walked up.

"Please give me your own benefit, Jing won't be with you."

Jing's father also walked by alone, left a sentence, and went upstairs.

After the leader left, the silent people began to speak. For a while, the hall returned to its original vitality. However, unlike in the past, the eyes of these people always consciously or unconsciously fell on the voices of Ye Feng Asheng and the Jing family brothers and sisters, laughing and laughing.

Jing Chu rushed back to Ye Feng Asheng and whispered: "Mr. Ye, my father doesn't know how good you are. Please forgive me."

"It's okay," said Ye Feng Asheng. You invite me to come. Since I'm here, I'll do things before leaving. As for other things, it's not my business. But the permission just now is a bit interesting."

After hearing these words, Jing Chu put his heart back in his stomach, looked at the stairs upstairs, and said, "Mr. Ye, Master Du Qing is a real Taoist priest. He joined the WTO 30 years ago to save the people. He used Taiyi needle to "die people and treat bones and flesh" and cured many difficult diseases. It is said that he saved the life of the leader of the country's A family. He is well known. Later, somehow, he suddenly announced that the needle was sealed and had been in the mountains for ten years. Since then, he has never used Taiyi needle again, but was unexpectedly invited by Erbo.

Someone said what Jing Chu said just now, and a middle-aged man who was close to him sneered: "It turns out he is an outsider. I haven't even heard of Master Du Qing's name. People who really don't know are fearless!"

"When Master Du Qing saved people, I advise you to leave as soon as possible. For the sake of Mr. Jin's recovery and the size of the Jin family, the Jin family may save you from today's collision. If you delay any further, not only yourself, but also your family and friends will be tortured by you!"

"Really?"

Ye Feng glanced at him and said, "I don't know him, nor do I know him across the river. Is it strange?"

"The old Jing family is not sick at all. Why did you ask your doctor to come here? What if Du Qing was a miracle doctor? Can he save people if he said "Amitabha"?

Hearing this, the noisy hall suddenly became quiet.

A fire broke out in Jing Chu's eyes: "Yeah, Mr. Ye, what did you say? You said my grandfather is not sick?

"Of course," Ye Feng Asheng nodded. Your grandfather is healthy and alive. What does he look uncomfortable?"

"Wow!"

On the other hand, several people couldn't help laughing when they heard this seemingly true.

Someone even said to Jing Chu: "In the past, you were a shrewd person, but now you will believe such a yellow-mouthed child. He has never seen Mr. Jin's face, nor has he been diagnosed with this disease. He said he does not know medical theory. Will you believe such a person's words?"

In other words, laughter is becoming more and more unbridled.

I also want to know that it is not a very ridiculous and ridiculous thing to see Jingjia’s Da Shao obeying a businessman like a fool in Xiaolu City.

Jing Chu stared at someone of his father's age and said, "You don't understand, I don't blame you, but don't regard your ignorance as capital, otherwise I will ask the security guard to invite you out."
Chapter completed!