I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

Vol 2 Chapter 922: The mud bodhisattva gives orders, the heaven is jealous of talents

Yi Lin is sick.

He had hemoptysis.

To explain with modern medicine, it is nothing more than pneumonia, bronchiectasis, tuberculosis and the like.

More serious, there may be pulmonary hypertension, pulmonary embolism, lung cancer.

But it doesn't seem to be the same.

Can a gas refiner get sick too?

No, to be precise, will the dignified apostle get sick?

Since he stepped into the transcendent state, disease has become a very distant term.

Yi Lin retrieved modern memories from more than ten years ago and diagnosed himself.

But modern medicine is built on the basis of clinical medicine, imaging, and laboratory science. Yi Lin is not a professional, and it is impossible to start.

He took some time to seek the so-called famous doctor.

Yi Lin even probed his body for a round with perception, but found no problems.

"poisoned?"

Yi Lin had doubted this.

The so-called famous doctors in the Dagan Dynasty shook their heads secretly after seeing Yi Lin one by one, suggesting that Yi Lin ask for another master.

Finally, what Yi Lin didn't expect was that he looked around and found the site of King Zhennan, which is in Jingnan City.

In the southeast corner of Jingnan City, there is a doctor named Du Juan.

Don't look at the name Niangli Niang, this famous doctor named Du Juan looks like a middle-aged person.

Yi Lin saw that the other party was a monk at a glance, and the other party also saw that Yi Lin was a cultivator.

The two face each other, smiling and not talking.

"Unexpectedly, the host of the Tangtang Bodhisattva Tower, Ni Bodhisattva, would pretend to be a genius doctor and go here. As a Jindan monk, I doubt your level very much."

Yi Lin looked at the smiling middle-aged man, sighed, did not draw his sword.

"I also didn't expect that a golden core monk would get into a stubborn illness."

He didn't ask how Yi Lin saw that he was a mud bodhisattva.

Because there is a dried black lotus on the table of the mud bodhisattva.

The stamen of the black lotus was stained with yellow mud, like shit.

No one else’s black lotus prints have feces, but this black lotus has feces, you still dare to say that you are not a mud bodhisattva?

Yi Lin looked at the dried black lotus, and the corners of his eyes twitched, disagreeing with the mud bodhisattva's taste.

They are all insiders, so fools can't tell.

"You really can heal?"

Yi Lin looked at the mud bodhisattva's eyes and asked seriously.

Whenever he said no, Yi Lin should draw his sword without saying a word.

"Replace it like a fake."

The mud bodhisattva also answered very seriously.

So Yi Lin sat down opposite the mud bodhisattva, stretched out his thin white arms, and asked casually: "The Bodhisattva Tower kills countless people, but you are here to save people, why?"

The Ni Bodhisattva put his hand on the Yi Lin Channel. He was frightened by the calmness of the other party, but his face was extremely calm: "You are both monks, but you don't know?"

Yi Lin thought about it for a while, then said his thoughts: "Heavenly Tribulation?"

The mud bodhisattva sighed lightly: "Yes, the sin is too deep, and it is self-sufficient."

With that said, Ni Bo Sarah opened his clothes, his actions were not intended to be unruly, but to show his chest.

On the chest of the mud bodhisattva, there is a **** spot with ferocious black air on it.

The mud bodhisattva showed off a little, and soon put on his clothes again, looking like an okay person.

"No wonder." Yi Lin nodded.

"Yes, nothing is strange."

"Oh?"

The mud bodhisattva quickly removed his hand from Yi Lin's veins, fearing that this young man with evil eyes might misunderstand him, and smiled: "No wonder, it's you."

"Appreciate further details."

"Haha," the mud bodhisattva got up, walked to the wooden basin aside and rubbed his hands vigorously: "If I guessed correctly, your birth must have been very rough."

Yi Lin was taken aback.

indeed.

Let’s not talk about how long it took to draw talented **** between reincarnations. After he was born, he heard from his parents that they had a very difficult relationship with Linyi. They finally went to the Golden Temple and asked for blessings. The next forest one. If it's difficult, it's really bumpy.

Thinking of this, Yi Lin nodded without hiding.

"Sure enough." The mud bodhisattva nodded and looked at Yi Lin's eyes with a little more exclamation: "Your crux can be explained in one sentence."

"Please tell me, I can add money."

"...No need." The mud bodhisattva who was rubbing his hands paused, squatting on the ground with his back facing Yi Lin, and said: "Stagnation is born with no medicine."

"...Can you say something that is easy to understand, to be honest, I can tear down this city."

"In short, you were born against the sky. To put it mildly, your parents were destined to have no words and no girls in this life, but you were born and became a golden core monk. All of this, If it were not confirmed five thousand years ago that the cycle of reincarnation has been broken, the next one can't help but suspect that you or some ancient powerful reincarnation reincarnated through the shell."

"..."

"Heaven’s path is dark, and you have the will of heaven. Although you have survived the catastrophe, you can avoid it for a while, and you can’t avoid it for a while. ."

"Are you going to see a doctor or a fortune teller?"

"The mud bodhisattvas are not talented, they all know a little."

The mud bodhisattva finally washed his hands, dried his hands with a clean towel, and shrugged helplessly: "Your disease cannot be cured in the next stage. Even if it can be cured, it will not be cured. I don't want to be infected with unnecessary cause and effect, let... I'm worried about it."

The mud bodhisattva pointed to the top of his head evasively, meaning something.

Yi Lin understood in seconds.

Everyone is the same.

It's just that Yi Lin has a big brother Green, so he doesn't panic about this stuff.

Yi Lin asked, "Since you don't want to be more causal, why do you want to help Xia Xingchen win the position? Of course, you don't want to say it, then don't say it, just curious."

"One person wins the way, the chicken and the dog ascend to the sky. Not to mention the ascend to the throne of the emperor."

The mud bodhisattva said.

"Hey, these are these mysterious things again." Yi Lin chuckled.

"Your Excellency does not seem to believe in fate."

The mud bodhisattva frowned and looked at Lin Yi.

Yi Lin shook his head: "I kept talking about unbelief, but I lived what I was destined to do."

"If your parents didn't give birth to you, you don't have to suffer this."

The mud bodhisattva looked rather sorrowful.

"Don't blame them."

Although Yi Lin didn't like the mud bodhisattva's words, but the other party said it without any malicious intentions. Yi Lin didn't care about it, turned around, and prepared to leave: "Since there is no solution to this disease, then I will bother you."

Yi Lin's reaction was much calmer than the mud bodhisattva expected.

He didn't understand why.

He pretended to be a genius doctor, but he was actually a genius doctor. Here, he met many people who were wailing and crying after he was judged to be an "incurable disease." He has also seen that there is a great energy refiner who, in order to live longer, hesitate to make various arrangements, just to fight for the bright future.

And Lin Yi, too calm, as if in an instant, accepted his tragic fate of being "destined to live no more than twenty".

why?

The mud bodhisattva had a strong curiosity towards the youth who was about to turn around and leave.

Perhaps it is a professional habit. He likes to observe everyone's facial expressions and body language at the moment before dying or knowing that he is going to die, so as to figure out their complex and desperate inner activities.

The mud bodhisattva looked at the back of the other person leaving,

But Yi Lin suddenly stopped in front of the door, turned around with a smile, and looked at the mud bodhisattva: "Are you sure you won't do it? If you don't do it, I will leave."

The mud bodhisattva was taken aback for a moment, and there was a bit of deep fear in the eyes of the young man. But after a moment of silence, the mud bodhisattva shook his head: "No need, it's unnecessary."

"I won't pay the consultation fee, your service attitude is not good, bad reviews."

"?"

Lin Yi said, leave here.

After Lin Yi left,

The mud bodhisattva took out the hand hidden behind him.

He actually hid a black dagger in his sleeve when he was washing his hands.

He didn't take out the dagger until the Jindan monk who came to see the patient left here and disappeared from the mud bodhisattva's field of vision.

The two did not talk much about each other from beginning to end.

The mud bodhisattva did not ask who Yi Lin was, nor did he ask where Yi Lin came from.

After Yi Lin saw the identity of the mud bodhisattva, he did not mention the relationship between Xia Xingchen and the Bodhisattva Tower, nor did he ask if they would meet again in the future, whether they would meet each other in battle.

This is tacit.

Yi Lin came here today as a patient.

The mud bodhisattva sits here today as the genius doctor Cuckoo. U U Reading www.uukanshu.com

But after going out of this door, I will meet again in the future, Yi Lin is Lin Yi, and the genius Doctor Dujuan is the mud bodhisattva.

The mud bodhisattva wants to ascend to heaven by borrowing the emperor's fate, "chicken dog", and Yi Lin also has his own purpose.

Fate meets, and things are impermanent.

…

"Sure enough, he is a'jealous' wizard!"

Yi Lin couldn't laugh or cry, and raised a **** arrogantly towards the sky.

"Master Meow~ Why have you been in for so long?"

Bai Chuchu had been waiting outside the door under Lin Yi's instructions, she didn't know the conversation inside.

"Just ran into an interesting guy."

Yi Lin rubbed Bai Chuchu's hair and explained with a smile.

"Meow~"

Bai Chuchu lay comfortably on Yi Lin's lap. She really regarded herself as a cat...Although the cat and the tiger are relatives, she did not remember that she was once the big demon tigress who entrenched Qingniu Mountain.

One person and one cat, as if entering the land of no one, step out of Jingnan City.

On the way,

One person, one cat, cats talk to people, chat freely.

"By the way, when I was away, my father and mother, did they miss me?"

"Back to Master Meow, they always mention your name."

"That must be."

"By the way, and Mrs. Xiaoman."

"Wait, when did Junior Sister become a young lady??"

"Said the young master."

"Tsk...Why do you worry about these things."

"Meow~Master, where are we going next?"

"Go to the brothel."

"Meow!?"

Although Bai Chuchu is a demon, she has also been wandering around in the mortal world, and clearly understands what the "bromish building" is.

"Don't get me wrong, I'll go find someone."

Yi Lin coughed slightly.

He coughed up blood again.

Yi Lin silently swallowed the blood back into his abdomen.

One person, one tiger, drifting away.

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