I'm Really Not A Hidden World Expert

There was a contemptuous smile in the eyes of the goatee old man, it was too naive to attack himself with such a rotten method.

His physical body is tyrannical, and his body protection is so powerful that even ordinary immortal weapons are difficult to break through, so he has no fear of such soft and weak attacks.

Of course, in his capacity, he wouldn't let a young man succeed in his attack.

However.

Although the kick was not fast, it contained an indescribable force, and he couldn't stop it at all.

What frightened him even more was that neither the protective power nor the tyrannical physical body could block the kick, and his little brother suffered a devastating blow.

Snapped!

The sound of chicken flying and breaking eggs sounded.

The smile on the goatee old man's face froze instantly, his pupils dilated, his body arched like a shrimp, and his mouth opened wide enough to fit a fist.

He clutched his own crotch, fell heavily to the ground, and then let out an extremely shrill scream.

"Old pervert, it's fun enough now."

Ji Mo snorted coldly, hating this kind of shameless villain who took advantage of the fire the most.

Therefore, he was not polite at all, and just crippled the goatee old man with one kick, leaving him to squat and pee for the rest of his life.

When the surrounding males saw this scene, their scalps went numb, and they subconsciously clamped their own thighs.

Some people, looking at the goatee old man rolling and howling on the ground, felt extremely relieved, and despicable people should have this retribution.

"This young man is still too young to know the dangers of the world. How can a good person be so easy to do? Meddling in other people's business will only bring disaster to himself."

Some people in the crowd sneered, because he knew the identity of the old man with the goatee, and Ji Mo actually abolished the old man with the goatee, and there was no way out.

The person next to him asked curiously, "Why, this old man has a prominent status and a great background?"

"The status of the old man is not a big deal, but he gave birth to a good son, and now he is the son of the Buddha of Xiaoleiyin Temple's generation. A father is more expensive than a son, and everyone in the entire Bliss Plateau will give this old man some face."

"So what about the disciples of the Buddha. All living beings are equal before the Buddha. Although this is the site of the Little Leiyin Temple, it must be reasonable."

"Hehe, be reasonable? It's best to pray that Little Leiyin Temple won't reason with you. Little Leiyin Temple is best at convincing people with reason. Do you know what will happen if Little Leiyin Temple tries to reason with you? , the light ones will be saved and converted, and the serious ones will think that their sins are serious, and they will commit suicide and apologize."

"Ah... that's terrible!"

The conversation between the two was also heard by the people nearby, which caused commotion.

Soon someone looked at Ji Mo sympathetically and sighed.

Good people don't get rewarded, what kind of world is this?

There were also people who rolled their eyes, gathered around Dayi and scolded Ji Mo for cruelly attacking an old man, it was inhumane.

Then, he pretended to be a well-meaning person, took the goatee old man away for treatment, and made up his mind to take the opportunity to curry favor.

Some ugly human nature is fully reflected at this moment.

Ji Mo ignored these villains, and was already carefully examining the body of the child in the young woman's arms.

The child's eyes were tightly closed, his breath was like gossamer, his little face was bloodless, it was obvious that he was dying of illness.

"Big sister, don't worry, the child is fine, I'll give you a few needles and it will be fine."

Ji Mo comforted the woman with tears, took out the silver needle from his bosom, and began to rescue her.

"Sir, can you really save my child?"

The woman stopped her tears and grabbed Ji Mo's arm excitedly, her eyes glowing with hope.

"This little baby can't be saved."

Someone next to him poured cold water on him and said bluntly, "The little baby's condition has been dragging on for such a long time, and her energy and blood have already decayed, and her oil is exhausted. Only if she takes anti-Celestial Immortals medicine like Nine Cycles elixir, can she have a chance of survival. Saying that a few needles are enough is not a quack doctor, but a braggart..."

However, before the man could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a loud cry.

In this short period of time, Ji Mo was healed and the silver needle was taken back.

And the child had already woken up from the coma, his face was rosy, and he burst into tears.

And the crying became more and more vigorous, full of energy, as if the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry.

The person who poured cold water was dumbfounded. He also knew a little about medical skills, and knew that the child was not just a flashback, but a real recovery.

And the Blood Qi in his body is extremely sufficient, and the breath of life is extremely strong.

"The rejuvenation of the hand is amazing!"

He looked at Ji Mo's eyes, and suddenly became extremely admiring.

"Great, my son is fine, my son's illness is really cured."

The young woman wept with joy, and was about to kowtow to thank Jim Mo while holding the baby, but Jim Mo stopped her.

Doctors are benevolent, and being able to help others is also a happy thing for Ji Mo.

"Genius doctor, please save my life."

"Genius doctor, if you are willing to take action to cure my illness, I would like to be an ox or a horse to repay your kindness."

...

Surrounded by crowds of people, they surrounded Ji Mo, begging non-stop.

Almost all of them suffer from intractable diseases, so they come here to seek medical treatment, but the master in the temple only heals one person every day, and whoever pays the most will save them, making them miserable.

Now, they see hope in Ji Mo.

Ji Mo sighed, he happened to have a lot of herbal balls on his body that he rubbed when he was bored during the journey, so he took them out and distributed them to everyone.

Afterwards, get on the four elephants and leave here quickly.

"A herbal pill, is the genius doctor sending us away indiscriminately?"

Some people were full of doubts, thinking that Ji Mo didn't have the heart to treat them.

The herbal medicine balls are the size of a finger, and the craftsmanship is rough and unremarkable. Apart from exuding a vague medicinal fragrance, it does not seem to have any relationship with the Medicine Pill.

"Hmph, for a doctor of this level, outpatient visits are too expensive for us to afford. How could he condescend to treat us for the sake of reputation, and use some worthless grass balls to prevaricate us."

Someone was so angry that he threw the pill in his hand on the ground, and stepped on it until it was smashed.

He didn't think this junk thing could cure diseases.

"That's right, the key to treating a disease is to prescribe the right medicine to the case. He gave us the same pills, and he has bad intentions."

Many people were furious, and they also trampled the pills to pieces.

"You talk nonsense, you don't know good people, sir is not such a person at all."

The young woman couldn't stand these people humiliating Ji Mo, and tried her best to refute.

Ji Mo stood up for her and healed her child for free. With such a heart of Bodhisattva, how could these unscrupulous people tarnish his reputation.

"I believe in miracle doctors."

Some people just swallowed the pills and supported Ji Mo with actions.

After a while, Xiamang surged on his body, and life essence gushed out, and the stubborn illness that had plagued him for many years was quickly completely eliminated.

Living facts have proved that this humble herbal pill has amazing medicinal effects.

The others were extremely excited and swallowed the herbal pills one after another, and the lesions on their bodies slowly disappeared.

"The medicinal properties of this herbal pill are probably no worse than the Nine Cycles elixir!"

Someone who knows how to make such a judgment.

Everyone was in an uproar, and they casually handed out so many herbal pills that are comparable to Nine Cycles elixir. This kind of generosity is really arrogant!

The genius doctor, indeed, is a living Bodhisattva. After the incident, he brushed off his clothes and hid his achievements and fame, not even a name left behind.

And those who trampled the herbal pills, their intestines were green with regret, and they wished to slap their mouths.

They treated the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and finally suffered retribution and harmed themselves.