When Cheng Chubi saw the guru Gatso and Rondo who bowed down to him sincerely, he couldn't help but have a black line on his face.

"You are doing something very hard. Don't get up quickly. I didn't want to hurt people's lives by doing this."

"Instead, I want people in the Ge clan to know, Guru Jiacuo, you are a guru who has realized the thunder and lightning."

"It's because I can't hold back my realm, so I must go to the valley around the lake as soon as possible."

"And let the people of the Geshi tribe grow fearful, and then flicker a few more words."

"I'm sure, as long as you say a word from Master Jiacuo, they will definitely not not listen to you, the new Thunder Lord, and dare to follow along."

"Fa King Cheng, you..." Master Jiacuo couldn't help but wiped his face, always feeling that Fa Wang Cheng's ideas were too risky.

"Poor monks really don't know how to use Lei Fa Dafa."

"No! I said you would, you would!" Cheng Sanlang slapped his hand on the shoulder of Master Jiacuo, his expression looked so serious and determined.

"Trust me. Next, listen to my arrangements. Those of the Ge clan will definitely believe that you are the future Karmapa of Thunder. Even if you are not named Yang, I say you are Karmapa of Raiden, you are."

"???" Guru Gatso swallowed his dry throat with a dazed expression, always feeling that Fa King Cheng seemed to be doing something incomprehensible.

Moreover, my surname is not Yang, is my surname related to Karmapa Raiden?

In the big tent, Cheng Saburo murmured a lot, and the other three only had cold sweat on their foreheads and frequently nodded.

Soon, Cheng Saburo left the big tent contentedly, raised his eyes and glanced at the dim sky, the moon black and the wind Gao Ye, well, just the right way to do it.

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Cangyang Bengdi was asleep in his dream happily. In the dream, he saw the Ge clan, and he prayed reverently toward the Jiacuo who had been promoted to the Dharma King.

And that is above the burning fire offering pile, gleaming with all kinds of strange colors, as if a **** personally descended to give blessings.

"Wake up, Young Patriarch, please wake up..." At this moment, a hurried shout made Cangyang Bengdi helplessly open his eyes.

"what happened?"

"Young patriarch, it seems that something has happened to Master Gacso. Just now, those masters who had originally gone to rest suddenly collectively rushed to the camp where Master Gacso rested..."

"The villain asked and found out that it seems that Master Jiacuo is about to be unable to suppress his own cultivation, and he needs all his disciples to come and chant sutras to suppress it."

"Huh?!" Cang Yang Bengdi puffed up his eyes in an instant, and immediately jumped up with a carp, where there was still a little sleepiness.

"You mean, Guru Gatso is going to be promoted to the Karmapa?"

"The little man is not clear..."#####

Under the gaze of their sly-faced colleagues, Zhang Yiling and Wang Yiling left the imperial medical office with a turtle cage each.

"What's the matter? What kind of hobby are Zhang Yiling and Wang Yiling, they actually carry a tortoise one by one?"

"Heh...who knows, but I heard that people with high authority like to feed some weird things."

"I even heard that there is a noble man who likes to raise snakes. Looking at that stuff, I feel uncomfortable looking at the old man..."

"Please, although Zhang Yiling and Wang Yiling are our superiors, they can't reach the level of high authority, right?"

"Can't you keep a different pet without a high weight?"

"Furthermore, it's good to raise turtles. It will be fine to live for dozens or hundreds of years. If you don't have it, you can pass your pets to future generations."

"Oh... it's still Liu Gao's opinion. This is a truth. Buying a turtle can not only play for a lifetime, but also play for three generations of grandparents."

"Brother Xian, are you saying the opposite, it's people playing turtles, not turtles playing people, okay?"

Cheng Chubi ignored the gossiping bureaucrats of the imperial medical office who were whistling on the sidelines, and he felt a little pity for the two medical orders.

Carrying a tortoise cage, don’t you know to put a cloth on it? Alas, but this is not the scene of a frenzied social death.

Cheng Chubi felt disgusted at the thought of the last time he had let people carry chickens and rabbits into the imperial medical office, and didn't know what to arrange these guys.

When I turn back to the court, I'm going to make a pharmacopoeia. Let's see how Lao Tzu is tossing you, and see if you still have the energy and spirit to gossip all day long.

Thinking about this, the smile on Cheng Chubi's face looked a lot more sunny and kind, smiling, holding his hands on his back, and walking slowly towards the layman of the Imperial Medical Office.

When the medical officers saw this, they all saluted and greeted them.

Compared with the two approachable immediate bosses, this one of their immediate bosses is the Cheng family that they absolutely can't afford to offend.

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Leaving the Imperial Medical Office, Cheng Chubi rode his horse toward the mansion of Xue Wanjun and rushed to the gate of the mansion.

Cheng Chubi carefully inquired about Xue's servants first, and made sure that there were no guests in General Xue's mansion today, and then he happily followed Xue's family home to the mansion.

And when he had just returned to the Fuzhong, Xue Wanjun, who was chatting with his wife Du Shi in the backyard, heard that Cheng Chubi came to visit. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Xue Wanjun slapped his thigh. "This kid has finally come, and this can't be better. The old man wants to come and find him."

Du Shi on the side saw the agitated husband, and said with a smile.

"Nafujun, go over quickly. Since Cheng Saburo is here, maybe there is already a way to explain the troubles of the third brother."

"Well, let's go by for the husband first." Xue Wanjun nodded, and after talking to the lady Du Shi, he quickly walked away.

When he came to the front hall, and saw Cheng Chubi who was sitting in the middle of the hall looking west, Xue Wanjun was very witty and hurried to get people to drink and eat.

Cheng Chubi's front desk was full of wine and food. Well, Xue Wanjun has no wine at that table. His drinks are soup and water.

"Chu Bixian nephew, how is the situation of my third brother?"

After Cheng Chubi sipped the wine happily, he explained to Xue Wanjun.

"Second Uncle Xue, in fact, Sanshu Xue's disease is medically called female phobia and also called woman phobia."

"Fophobia? This special mother is also sick?" Xue Wanjun grinned, what a weird disease this is.

"Of course it is illness, and it is a type of sexual psychological disorder in the category of abnormal psychology." Cheng Chubi explained with a serious and solemn expression.

"???" Then, the spirit turtle retracted its head into the tortoise shell for the first time, in a posture that Lao Tzu would not be able to get out of his death today.

Cheng Chubi quickly grabbed another one and did the same. After it was done, he took the cage and handed it to the two.

Shaking the gourd, I felt that there were at least a dozen gold cores, the weight of the cushion. Gee...

Well, it needs to be taken orally at one time. Cheng Chubi believes that there will be a critically ill patient with severe heavy metal poisoning and gastric perforation in front of him.