Urban divine farmer medical immortal

"It's true that we should salute a few people for their ages." Sunan squinted and said with a smile.

The Tibetan blue old man can naturally hear the catchy words in the southern Jiangsu dialect. In front of him, the boy is a bit unruly. Several old men also look at each other, and then sneer. The boy is not only unruly, but also a prick.

"Xiaowa, there's something in the story, isn't there?" The old man's eyes narrowed.

Sunan said: "no other meaning. President Lin asked me to see the president instead of arguing with you. Besides, you are older than me, but you have the same seniority... Ha ha..."

"Smelly boy, what do you mean? Can you be higher than us?"

"Yes, you can see the old president without our consent?"

"That's right. How many years have we been studying medicine? You're only a few years old. We've spent more than ten years to cure some difficult and miscellaneous diseases. You can cure them as soon as you come?"

They are famous in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, and their medical skills are incomparable. They have their own pride. Now they are not happy to see a young boy who is dozens of years younger than them speak wildly.

"Boy, I'm so crazy. I'll teach him how to be a man when I call your adults out." The old man's mustache turned up in anger.

One of them, an old man in a white robe, glared at Sunan and said, "little boy, didn't your adults teach you how to respect your teacher?"

Sunan said with a smile: "to tell you the truth, my family is a little big. I'm afraid to scare you by saying it. If you're old enough to scare you, you'll kowtow and kneel. It's bad for you to hurt your body."

"Oh, I'm so angry."

The old man was angry and yelled. He wanted to tear up the little rabbit in front of him.

"Give me your bullshit, is there a bigger generation in the whole field of traditional Chinese medicine?"

"Smelly boy, you don't want to go out of the door today if you don't tell your adult's name, don't say to see a doctor."

"Well, we don't care who you are from Lin zikun, but when you enter this house, you have to abide by the rules here."

The four old men were almost 400 years old. At this time, they surrounded Sunan from front to back, as if Sunan would not allow him to leave without giving them an explanation.

For the four people's actions, Sunan rolled his eyes.

"I'm all over southern Jiangsu, and no one has ever dared to say such a thing to me."

For Sunan's words, the four did not pay any attention, disdain the way: "that is you have not met us four before."

"Don't get too far away from the topic. I don't care how bad you are out there, but you're too ill bred just now. Tell me who your adult is. I'll let him come to the door and plead with the four of you in person." The old man looks angry.

With a smile, Sunan could not help thinking of his master when he faced four angry old men.

The older some people are, the stronger their character is, but they are still childlike.

"Boy, do you dare not say it, for fear of being punished by your family?" The white robed old man seemed to understand something. He said with a sly smile.

In addition, the old man in the purple robe nodded solemnly: "I think so."

"Boy, do you say it or not? If you don't say it, who else in the field of traditional Chinese medicine is more powerful than us, I'll spend it with you today." The old man in the dark blue robe blew his beard and glared, slapping him on the table next to him.

Seeing their appearance, Sunan knew that if he didn't tell his school, they would really cheat on themselves.

"Yao Qianshan, I think the more you live, the more you go back."

All of a sudden, Sunan said with a smile.

"You, you know me?" Yao Qianshan was stunned, staring at Southern Jiangsu.

He hasn't appeared in the world for more than ten years. Even the elders of Yaoshan didn't know him. I didn't expect that this boy could call his name accurately.

Sunan said with a smile: "remember 15 years ago, in Shennongjia, you bet with an eight year old child and lost three pots of jam?"

"You..."

The old man's eyes were round and his body could not help shaking.

Looking at Yao Qianshan's reaction, the other three looked at each other. They were just like ants on a hot pot. They turned around in a hurry: "Yao Qianshan, what are you staring at? Do you know which disciple this boy is?"

Yao Qianshan didn't answer, and his eyes were fixed on Southern Jiangsu.

Sunan said with a smile: "Yao Qianshan, don't pretend you don't know me. I wonder. You lost to me 15 years ago. Now you still have the courage to ask me to call my master out?"

"Is it really you?" Yao Qianshan's voice was too high in an instant, and the pupils in his eyes shrank.

When he went to Shennongjia for medical treatment, he was stopped by an eight year old child on the hillside. He fought with that child for three days and lost. This was a shame for him all his life. There was absolutely no fourth person who knew about it except the three people at that time.

"It seems that you have a good memory. I think so."

Sunan smile, deliberately took out the mobile phone, light way: "you don't let me give my master, you don't want to teach my master how to behave? Well, I'll call right now. Tell him yourself. "

Yao Qianshan was so scared that he rushed forward and grabbed Sunan's hand. An old face squeezed out an embarrassed smile.

"Little brother, don't be impulsive. If you have something to say, let's solve the problems between our brothers in private. Don't disturb his old man's cleaning."

"Old medicine, what's the matter with you?"

Seeing the change around Yao Qianshan, the remaining three people were stunned.

Sunan put away his mobile phone and said, "good medicine, Qianshan. I think you're pretending to be confused. Who's your little brother

Yao Qianshan had a bitter face and almost didn't cry at once.

"Give me some face. In front of so many friends, give me some face."

Sunan sat down on the sofa, pointed to the teapot in front of him and said faintly: "tut Tut, Wuyishan cliff Dahongpao, such a good tea, life is very moist, don't you want to pour a cup of tea for your elder master?"

Yao Qianshan's face was suddenly bitter.

At that time in Shennongjia, he lost his battle to an eight year old boy, but he was still accepted as a registered disciple by old man Qingmu. According to the rules of entering, Sunan is indeed his elder martial brother.

Before the three of them could react to Sunan's words, they saw that Yao Qianshan went to pour a cup of tea and handed it to Sunan with both hands. An old face was as long as a horse's face.

"Senior brother, please have tea."

what?

Three people burst into an uproar and felt deafness.

"Elder martial brother...?!"

The other three were like cats with their tails trampled on. Their hair exploded. They trembled and pointed to Yao Qianshan. They looked at Sunan with dull expression, as if they saw ghosts.