The Nine Godheads

"Upstairs please," Hong Xiaobao immediately said, and the rice bowl greeted the man.

The monk who can eat medicated diet is not the one who is struggling with this person. This person is also, seeing this dress, especially a jade that is not on the waist, Hong Xiaobao will conclude that this person is worthy.

"I heard that you need to bring your own ingredients here?" The monk was a slight meal.

"Changed," Hong Xiaobao said calmly: "It is convenient to be convenient with people, and it has changed now."

"Oh, that's good, that's good." This person was seated and looked at the menu on the wall: "That's a hot and sour potato."

"Meal road, I heard no." Hong Xiaobao immediately ordered.

"Hey... Hong boss, don't you say that you cooked it yourself?" The brow's brow was slightly wrinkled.

"If I do, I need to bring my own ingredients, and it is not the price." Hong Xiaobao calmly said that the shelves are full. This is also the agreement he negotiated with the old man.

Originally! The old man said that it is their blessing to eat medicated food. The self-prepared ingredients are counted as a donkey. The correct meaning is that others have to ask for Hong Xiaobao.

But what does Hong Xiaobao think, this is a forced egg! The things that are not sparkling are so cute, but the old man does not agree! Finally, Hong Xiaobao said, if it is a medicated diet, it is still the old rules. If it is a meal, it can be accommodating.

So that's it.

Hong Xiaobao calmly said: "And I don't want to look down on the rice road. He is a disciple of the cooking club."

"This way? Become it!" The monk was helpless, cooking a disciple? The cooking pavilion is no longer there. It is also one of the nine pavilions. Compared to cooking, I am afraid it will not be inferior to Hong Xiaobao.

And Hong Xiaobao is also assured, hot and sour potato silk, this entry-level side dish can also be done with closed eyes, and this technically difficult diet, the important thing is the prescription of the medicinal diet, basically all the disciples in the cooking hall Can pass.

The meal was high-spirited and cooking. After all, for the first time, Hong Xiaobao was still watching him doing it. It was only for a long time that he did not see the meal and made a mistake.

When Hong Xiaobao was bored, there was a mess in the downstairs, and Hong Xiaobao immediately came out to see it, but did not see a cockroach. This reminded me that in order to ensure the quality of the meal, the second floor could not see the first floor. Floor, the face is immediately white!

Good guy!

A lot of wounded!

Hong Xiaobao once saw a very realistic war movie, where the picture is quite brutal! When the machine gun was swept away, the muscles were still twisting. The only part of the body that was stepping on the mine was still crawling on the ground.

And the wounded who are now coming in have already had this climate!

In particular, there is a monk, the left arm has been broken, the broken arm is tied to the chest with a cloth strip, and he is carrying a ... God!

The man on the back of the broken arm monk is almost a nunchaku! ! !

Hong Xiaobao was fainting, and his face was white, but he had business. Secondly, he was also curious about how these people made it so bad.

"Chen treasurer, listen to a few brothers said that your golden sore medicine is very effective, please save the brothers!" The monk carrying the nunchaku monk touched his chest: "You see these Lingjing are not enough, not enough I am guaranteed by my life, and I will definitely get it within ten days!"

Chen Yang looked at the nunchaku monk on Wang Du’s back. Why is it: “Brothers, Tongques are no better, and they can’t be reborn. This is no way...”

"Please, please! Let's try!" Wang Duo looked white. "The big price, I will be willing to bear! I am afraid that this life will be a cow!"

"There is no way..." Chen Yang still wants to say it again, but was interrupted by a voice: "You can try."

Wang Du immediately looked at Hong Xiaobao, but Hong Xiaobao blinked and couldn't see where he was looking. He just said: "I thought about choosing a good day for a few days and let the drug come out, but now... Today!"

He said that he had already buckled a silver monkey in his hand and came to the last cabinet. He reached into the red cloth and pretended to take it out from the inside.

Everyone saw it, this is an remedy.

This remedy is very flat.

Everyone is a glimpse.

Hong Xiaobao shook his head and said: "This Dan is called a silver monkey, a thirty Lingjing. The arrears must be paid within ten days."

When I heard the thirty Lingjing one, everyone was slightly stunned!

"Why is this Dan so expensive!"

"This is almost catching up with DeLin Feifei Dan!"

"You are a small pharmacy, where the courage to sell so expensive!"

"Hey," Hong Xiaobao sneered: "The injury is too heavy and has gone beyond the scope of the Tongque. If you want to cure this person, the silver monkey is the only choice."

"Can't save?" Several monks with injuries were trembled in their hearts.

Thirty Lingjing, they are born and died, but they are close to one hundred Lingjing! For them, it is not a small amount.

"If it can be saved, the three hundred Lingjing will also go out!" A bald monk gnawed his teeth: "But if you bought this Dan, then you can't save it! What about it?!" He said that the last sentence has already been looked at. Hong Xiaobao.

"This younger brother, don't want to be like the owner of the shop asking you to use it," Hong Xiaobao sneered: "People are yours, can't save, only you."

Any doctor who asks you to sign the surgery is always risk a risk b until the risk z, never say this small case. However, Hong Xiaobao has a minimum of 90% confidence, but he does not want to bear this inexplicable responsibility, anyway, he is a drug.

Other love drops.

This time, everyone looked at Wang Du.

Wang Duo’s hearing of the 30 Ling Jing is also a glimpse. For their level of monks, the thirty Ling Jing is really not a small amount! However, I feel the temperature of the person on the back is a little bit cold, and I bite my teeth: "Yes!"

"You crush this dan into the end, or directly sprinkle it, or put it on the water for the wound." At the end, Hong Xiaobao added: "Your broken hand wants to connect, but also You need to let the steady person sew the main meridians, don't let them grow up together."

"Brother, you... aren't you coming?" Wang trembled.

"The price of the shop owner is not what you can afford." Hong Xiaobao shook his head, but his heart sighed, and there was a problem with dizziness. The master of surgery was basically insulated from him.

"Don't fall into the money!" The bald-headed monk angered, and his face was pulled by a wild beast with a huge mouth. At this moment, the whole face was covered with flesh and blood. He grabbed Wang Duo in front of him: "I am coming!" Carefully put the nunchaku monk down on the table.

The monk was almost completely cut off from the abdomen. After only a rough bandage, he tied his internal organs with a piece of clothing, but these injuries were hidden and hidden, even though the clothes were separated from the inside. Exuded out, you can still look at the outline of some internal organs.

"Silver monkeys are extremely effective, pay attention to simple sutures, and you have to be wrong together," Hong Xiaobao said casually.

With a slap in the face, nodded.

Always saying that the world of monks is cruel and cruel? It’s the biggest reason to go out and don’t know if you can come back. It’s also one of the common injuries.

Monks who go out to go outside - especially low-level monks, basically carry things such as needlework and suture wounds.

If you are struggling, you can use the veterinary gut. This line is the fiber in the intestines. After the wound heals, it does not need to be dismantled and grows directly into the meat.

And if you have some money left, you will bring a can of yellow ants, sputum yellow, and medical skills.

Scutellaria is a large-headed ant that symbiotics on many large monsters and eats what they secrete. In return, when the beast is injured, they will spit out the sputum in the wound, which accelerates wound healing.

However, the monks used the ants in a way that was cruel. They would hold the ants and let the ants get close to the wound. After the ants licked the wounds together, they would smash the body and leave only one equivalent. Head. In this way, the wound can be sutured, and the remaining yellow liquid in the mouth of the yellow ant can also promote healing. It's just that this kind of ant catching is quite troublesome, because the price is not cheap, and it is not convenient to carry.

The richest, naturally carry the top-grade gold sore medicine. However, most monks even have gold sore medicine, and they are reluctant to use them at any time, unless the injury is heavy, otherwise some skin injuries will still be replaced by the previous two.

This squad belongs to the class with no strength. The needle thread is naturally carried. At this moment, the bald-headed monk took out the needle thread and looked calm. He gently tore the clothes wrapped around the monk.

Perhaps for psychological reasons, Hong Xiaobao only felt that he had heard the sound of a visceral outflow.

Wang Duo’s body is a stiff!

The bald-headed monk's hand was also slightly trembled, but it stabilized for a while, and began to suture the wound, and Wang was not idle. He took out the kettle with him and crushed it into two pieces with only one hand, then carefully silvered it. The monkey was crunched and evenly mixed in a half-piece kettle, which was placed before the bald monk.

"It’s all men." Hong Xiaobao sighed in his heart.

Although this group of people said that there was no such thing as a monk on the table, they all had **** and fuzzy injuries, but they didn’t scream at the moment, and they looked calmly at the bald monk.

Like Wang Du, it seems that I forgot that I broke my arm.

If it weren't for their blue lips and pale complexion, they couldn't even think that they were seriously injured.

At this time, the bald-headed monk had sewed the main wounds together, but the atmosphere of the monk on the table had gradually weakened, and even after a long time no seeing him again, he would move again...

The hearts of everyone are cold.

Although the bald-headed monk has been very calm, but this time the tears have slipped quietly, mixed with blood on his face, dripping onto the monk on the table has become blood and tears.

They are all the way.

In their hometown, they are the pride of the heavens without dissent, with the hustle and bustle of the wider world, they came to Leiyin City, shocked by the horrible aura here, and also for the month of the ten spirits of the month. Provided as the most desperate family here, they all believe that as long as they stay here, there is hope.

Today, the brothers who have been crawling together have lost one more?