Chapter 794

Name:Medicinal Immortal Author:Feng Jiong
Tang Ning avoided the hand pushed by the man and pointed to the two people above: "these two people, you can help me to the hospital, they are not dead."

"That's what I dragged out of the hospital. There's only one breath left. The doctors say that we can't save them. Don't make a fool of yourself. We'll go to pray for alms." The man said, while covering the straw mat, looking at the little monk is not big, also does not care with him in general.

Hearing this, Tang Ning thought about it for a while and said, "then help me deliver it to the inn! This is the reward. " And he took out a gold coin.

The man looked at the gold coin and was surprised that a little monk could still take out such a gold coin. He sighed and said, "little monk, what do you think you are doing? The dead are not allowed to enter the inn. Even if they have only one breath left, they will not let them in. They are afraid that they will die in the inn

Said, the man looked at the two men with purple faces and said, "they are both highly toxic. The doctor said that there is no cure. Don't make a fool of yourself."

"Do you want to send them to the mass grave?" Asked downing.

"Where can I send them? These unclaimed ones have to be sent there. " The man said, dragging the scooter will go, who knows the scooter a pull line, suddenly the feeling becomes heavy.

His body is stiff, thinking: is there a ghost? I wanted to look back, but when I thought of the two purple and black faces exposed by the straw mat just now, he was afraid to turn back, so he quickened his pace and dragged the scooter away.

At the gate of the city, there was a little monk in Tsing Yi sitting on the carriage carrying the corpse. People couldn't help but be silly. Did the little monk have a problem? How did you get on the dead man's cart? What bad luck!

Only Downing, sitting on the scooter, lifted the straw mat that covered the two men. After helping them with their pulse, he put a detoxification pill into their mouths to save their lives.

When we got to the mass grave, the rickshaw stopped, and the man closed his eyes and said, "don't blame me if you have any blame. I'm the one who drags the scooter to make a little money. You don't have to Ah

When he turned around and opened his eyes to dig a hole with a hoe, he was frightened by the smiling little monk sitting on the scooter. He exclaimed, the hoe fell to his feet and screamed with pain. The whole man fell back and fell on the grave.

"You, you, you little monk, how did you get on the scooter! And you don't even say a word. You want to frighten yourself to death The man yelled angrily. After patting his chest, he kneaded his hurt feet. Then he got up and patted off the sand.

Seeing the man's panic, Tang Ning couldn't help but chuckle and say, "you don't send people to the inn or to the hospital, so I have to follow you."

The man snorted and said, "you monk is really in a hurry when you don't go to pray for alms, but you come to the disorderly burial post. I can tell you, don't make trouble for me and stay at the same time." He picked up the hoe and went to dig a hole.

Seeing the man digging a hole over there, Tang Ning took out the silver needle to help the two people detoxify.

The man over there dug a hole and looked back from time to time. He didn't know what the little monk was doing. He just shook his head and murmured: "people are dying. They are still tossing around there. It's really a pit in the brain."

He put down his hoe and prepared to move the body. However, he saw the two men suddenly twitch and spit out a mouthful of blood, which made him scream like a pig.

"Ah! It's a fake corpse