Juvenile Medical God

"It’s a story of dog blood." Qin Lang said, "Is this a legend or a real thing?"

"It should be a real thing." Tufan master did not understand why Qin Lang suspected this.

"I just thought, even if there is no such cause, there are definitely no two ways to coexist peacefully. If both sides have the idea of ​​resolving grievances, can hatred continue for so many years?" Qin Lang asked the key.

Although the teachings of the two secrets are different, they are all under the Buddha's sect. After all, they are all Buddhist disciples. The Buddhist sects have never preached the slogan, but the two secrets are Buddhism disciples. The doorway of this, Qin Lang, the outsider sees very clearly.

"Hey... Mr. Qin, you don't have to think about all these things. The key is that we have lost two times in this matter about Buddhism, so this time it is bound to be very intense. Mr. Qin, you roll I am afraid that it is very troublesome to enter this matter."

"So can I not go?"

“No!” Tufan’s master hurriedly said, “If you don’t go, it’s not that Jeb is a living Buddha, but you are offended by the whole Tantra. You know, Tantric knows that you have just become a town. The prisoner who protects the King Kong can be said to be famous. If you are fleeing, it will make the whole Tantra embarrassing - but Mr. Qin, if you really don't want to go, there is a way."

"any solution?"

"As long as Mr. Qin raises your realm to the Wusheng level, or if you completely abolish the martial arts, you don't have to go. For example, people like me don't have to worry about talking about Buddhism."

"Why can't you go to the Wusheng level?" Qin Lang was curious.

"This is not to worry about the intensification of the contradictions between the two sides. You also know the importance of the saints to a sect. Once you lose a saint, the blow to the sect is quite large. Moreover, the warriors at the Wusheng level are fighting. The destructiveness caused by it is too horrible. This is also a category of consideration." Tufan Gu Gu patiently explained to Qin Lang. It can be seen that although the Tufan Guru is somewhat worried about Qin Lang, he still hopes that Qin Lang will not refuse this "communication activity" about Buddhism, because once Qin Lang refuses, it may immediately become a "traitor" of Tantric. In that case, both Tufan and Dawa will definitely be unlucky.

As for Master Pubu, there is no such thing as being involved in Qin Lang. It seems that the Guru Master should be "good luck". If Master Pubu also went to participate in the seal ceremony of Qin Lang this time, I am afraid that he will also become the abandoned son in the eyes of Jebhu Buddha.

"Yes? If the realm is elevated to the Wusheng level, can you not participate?" Qin Lang seems to have an idea. Jeb Living Buddha wants to hang him, but Qin Lang is so easy to be smashed.

After receiving a positive reply from Tuyu Gu, Qin Lang quickly replied to the Tantric monk: he will definitely go!

This time, the Buddhism was carried out three days later, and the place was in the Fengzhe Temple in the Tibetan area.

After Qin Lang agreed, the Tantric monk told Qinlang that the ticket had been booked. It seems that Tantric considered the logistics service quite thoughtfully.

The plane flew directly to Lhasa, and Qin Lang was still in first class.

After boarding the plane, Qin Lang closed his eyes and was ready to consider how to act after the Tibetan area.

However, at this time a middle-aged fat man in the cabin is constantly harassing the flight attendant here: "Miss, you are old this year... Is there a boyfriend?... I am called Bawangde... Do you like horse riding? I have Three thousand horses..."

The flight attendant Miss does not seem to have a special affection for this Tibetan local tyrant. She gently and resolutely dispels the other party's bad intentions, but this guy's face is really longer than the horse's face. For a while, it is necessary to drink such things for a while. Entangled with each other.

Snapped! ~

At this time, the wine of the Tibetan tyrants flew out of the glass and fell on the clothes of Qin Lang. However, this guy did not seem to see it. Not only did he not apologize to Qin Lang, but he continued to drink and mad, but the flight attendant. Miss continued to apologize to Qin Lang.

"Apologize to him! Not a piece of clothing, how much money... I will accompany him!" This local tyrant, who was named Bawangde, took a small stack of money from the wallet and directly lost it to Qin Lang.

Qin Lang had not answered yet. The flight attendant hurriedly explained: "Sorry, sir, dirty your clothes. I know that your clothes are very expensive. It is Dios brand. It is said that a tens of thousands of people are really sorry. ”

In fact, Qin Lang did not know how much the clothes of these brands were worth. Anyway, the last time he was chosen for beauty, he said that it was to buy clothes anyway, how to take care of the store opened by his family.

"It's okay." Qin Lang said to the angry-eyed lady, and then turned to the local tyrant, "Please take your money back, you owe me an apology."

"Apologize? Do you apologize to your Han dog? This money will be your dry cleaning fee!" The local tyrants snorted and saw that the flight attendant was busy wiping the wine stains on Qin Lang, and her heart was burning in anger. "Bad boy! Waiting for the plane, you don't know how to die!"

"This gentleman, please pay attention to your own language!" Miss flight attendant got out of business habits and stood up to stop the local tyrant from swearing.

"Hey!" The local tyrants snorted, "I don't know how to lift a woman! I only know that I have a good man. Don't think that I don't know what you are!"

"You--" This flight attendant is very angry, but in the customer-oriented attitude, but also endured. In the following journey, the Tuhao Bawangde style was finally quiet, but his murderousness to Qin Lang was getting stronger and stronger.

However, Qin Lang would not consider a local local tyrant as his own opponent, so he did not care, and continued to meditate quietly in his seat, thinking about the action arrangements after the Tibetan area.

I don't know how long it took. The flight attendant came over to remind Qin Lang to fasten her seat belt. This is because the plane is about to land.

Qin Lang woke up from meditation and the plane landed smoothly.

After the plane landed, the flight attendant came over and whispered to Qin Lang: "When you leave the airport, you must be careful about the local people in the Tibetan area. These people dare to do anything - this is my call, if necessary, if necessary. Call me."

When the flight attendant missed, Qin Lang’s hand had already had a pink strip of paper with a slight perfume.