The best medical fairy in the academy

Chapter 538 Enmity, cause and effect
Seeing Wang Fan wake up, Gu Xueer smiled and said, "These lamas are really kind, they even mixed sandalwood into the charcoal fire, it smells much better."

"Not good!" Wang Fan sniffed the fragrance carefully, and suddenly his face changed and he said in shock, "Hold your breath! This fragrance has..."

However, what Wang Fan said was a little late. He and Gu Xueer had already inhaled too much fragrance without knowing it. At this moment, Wang Fan suddenly felt dizzy. , and found that she had fallen to the ground.

Wang Fan struggled to crawl towards Gu Xueer, but his hands and feet had no strength at all, and the feeling of soreness and weakness made Wang Fan feel horrified. He really couldn't understand why these lamas from Sangyang Temple wanted to harm her. They, they have no reason to harm them. If they want to harm them, why did they rescue them from under the snow in the first place?
Just when Wang Fan was puzzled, the door of the meditation room was slowly pushed open, and the gray-clothed lama slipped in quietly, staring at Wang Fan coldly with a pair of vicissitudes of eyes, full of unforgettable memories. hate.

"Who are you? Why do you want to harm us?" Wang Fan's voice was weak, and it was obvious that the incense had a strong effect.

The lama in gray came to Wang Fan at this moment, grabbed Wang Fan by the collar, dragged him up from the ground, gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "You actually crippled Parilla's limbs, you Devil, bastard, I will make you pay in blood!"

Wang Fan was slightly taken aback when he heard Parilla's name, and after thinking about it for a while, he recalled who Parilla was, the leader of the group of robbers he, Fengxi, and Ye Fengliu encountered in Tongmai Tianxian It's Parilla, is there really such a coincidence in this world?On this Mount Everest, at an altitude of more than 8000 meters, can you still meet enemies?
Although Wang Fan couldn't figure out the relationship between Parilla and the gray-clothed lama, judging from the gray-clothed lama's expression of hatred for him, there must be a deep relationship between him and Parilla.

Wang Fan has completely lost his resistance after being intoxicated by the incense, not only that his internal strength has not recovered, but now he does not even have the ability to ask for help, so he can only let the gray-clothed lama persecute him, and the gray-clothed lama grabs him by the neckline , pulled him to the brazier, the scorching fire roasted Wang Fan's face, and the lama in gray tried to press Wang Fan's face into the burning coals.

But at this critical juncture, a startled child's voice suddenly came from outside the meditation room: "Master, what are you doing?"

The gray-clothed lama was taken aback for a moment, turned around and saw that it was the young lama Tsangyangji Gyatso, who was standing at the door of the meditation room at this time, and he looked at the gray-clothed lama with a surprised face.

"You have nothing to do here! Get out of here!" the gray-clothed lama said coldly.

However, Tsangyang Ji Gyatso did not listen to the words of the gray-clothed lama. He rushed up quickly, trying to prevent his uncle from harming Wang Fan. He said seriously: "Uncle, we are Buddhist disciples, you can't do this." of!"

The lama in gray kicked Tsangyangji Gyatso to the ground at this moment, and said with a cold snort: "The matter between me and him at this time has nothing to do with you. If you don't want to die, just get out of here." go!"

"What kind of skill is bullying children, if you have any grievances, come to me!" Wang Fan said to the gray-clothed lama with a sneer when he saw Cangyangji Gyatso was injured.

"Hahaha! Don't worry, I won't let you go!" The gray-clothed lama said with a smirk, then grabbed Wang Fan's hair and ruthlessly pressed Wang Fan's head towards the brazier.

Just when a tragedy was about to happen, I saw that the brazier was suddenly sucked by a strong attraction, and the brazier moved a short distance to the door of the meditation room. .

At this moment, the gray-clothed lama looked up to the door, only to see his senior brother, the presiding master of Sangyang Temple, appearing in the meditation room silently, staring at the gray-clothed lama indifferently with a pair of deep eyes.

"Senior brother!" The gray-clothed lama yelled at the presiding mage, "Don't worry about me! This is a grudge between me and him!"

The presiding mage shook his head, and walked slowly step by step towards the gray-clothed lama. At this moment, the gray-clothed lama pulled out a gleaming Tibetan knife from his waist, pointed at the presiding mage and said, "No one can stop me today!"

The presiding mage shook his head and continued to move forward. The lama in gray threw Wang Fan down with a roar, and stabbed the presiding mage's heart with a knife. The presiding mage did not dodge or evade. , There was a clang, and the tip of the Tibetan knife broke off abruptly.

The gray-clothed lama showed a terrified light at this time. He abandoned the hidden knife in his hand and punched the presiding mage's lower abdomen heavily. The tentacles suddenly sank, and his whole fist sank into the presiding mage's lower abdomen. At this time, there was a sharp pain in the wrist, and it was dislocated when the presiding mage's belly sucked it in.

The presiding mage sighed softly and said, "Evil obstacle! Could it be that you have been in Buddhism for so many years, and you still can't let go of your grievances, and still can't let go of your evil fate?"

The gray-clothed lama's eyes were red, and he yelled at the presiding mage: "Palila is my son! His limbs were broken by this man, and I want to avenge him!"

"Heaven's evil is still forgiven, but self-inflicted evil cannot live!" said the presiding mage lightly, "Palila has done so many bad things over the years, and breaking his limbs is also heaven's punishment."

The gray-clothed lama shook his head and roared angrily: "My Buddha is compassionate. Since you are profound in Buddhism, why do you refuse to save him? You can use black jade intermittent ointment to these strangers, why don't you save my son! I don't understand!"

"Amitabha!" the presiding mage said lightly, "I saved him, and he will harm others again!"

"No! This is all your excuse!" The gray-clothed lama withdrew his dislocated wrist at this time, and it reset itself after pulling and pinching, and then punched the presiding mage ruthlessly in the chest.

There was a muffled bang, and the grey-clothed lama's fist was like hitting rotten wood. The presiding mage's expression remained unchanged, and he sighed and said, "You go! This place is no longer suitable for you!"

"No! Unless you give me Black Jade Intermittent Ointment!" the gray-clothed lama roared frantically.

"Alas..." Seeing the gray-clothed Lama's persistence, the presiding master said helplessly, "If you plant melons, you will reap beans. In this world, everything has the word cause and effect. You have been in Buddhism for more than 30 years. , but still can’t see through the word cause and effect, strike! strike! strike!”

After speaking, the presiding mage took out a small wooden box from his bosom and threw it to the gray-clothed lama. The gray-clothed lama finally got the Black Jade Ointment.

(End of this chapter)