The pirated doctor in American comics

"Amitabha, this poor monk still has something unclear, and I hope the donor can clarify his confusion." The two of them walked on the way back to the medical center. The monk clasped his hands together and suddenly asked Yan Ding.

"Puzzled. Get out."

"Amitabha, the hostility in the donor's heart is growing. It would be nice for the poor monk to recite a soul-purifying sound for the donor without saying thank you."

After hearing these words, Yan Ding suddenly stopped and looked at the monk who was smiling at him expressionlessly.

"Why don't you talk about your hostility to her? That one is obsessed with it, so I sent you, an eminent monk, to go to Pudu." After saying this, Yan Ding stepped forward.

The so-called soul-purifying Buddha sound is nothing more than the sound of the monk chanting sutras.

It has a calming effect.

If you ignore the magic pestle held in your hand when chanting sutras.

Yan Ding was not afraid of a fight with this monk, and he had done so before.

It's just very troublesome, this monk is too skinny.

Putting a pestle there was like planting a root, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't do anything about it.

But that mouth is really flat.

After a fight, it won't hurt him, and he will be angry afterwards.

It would be better to simply ignore him and leave him with the problem that has troubled him for almost his whole life and let him struggle with it on his own.

As soon as Yan Ding turned the topic to the girl, the monk, who was usually chattering, became strangely silent.

Finally able to be quiet for a while, Yan Ding secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It just didn't last long.

A low murmur kept reaching his ears.

"The poor monk is ashamed

The poor monk is ashamed

The poor monk is ashamed"

It would be okay if he was just reciting it, but the problem is that this question clearly touched the pain point of the monk. When he was confused, he would occasionally be like this, just reciting this sentence unconsciously. The pure Buddha power in the monk's body was also mixed with the words as he chanted.

With Yan Ding's medical skills, he can seal his hearing by pricking acupuncture points with silver needles and other methods. However, this monk's cultivation is amazing. His words are mixed with Buddhist power, and the sound can be directly transmitted into people's hearts. It doesn't matter whether you have ears or not. unimportant.

Generally speaking, it was a method he usually used to prevent others from covering their ears when singing the soul-purifying Buddha's sound, but it was painful for Yan Ding to use it unconsciously at this time.

"Damn it, why are you so memorized today? There are no good things or bad things, but you are adding them up one after another."

This monk usually follows the script when he sings the soul-purifying Buddhist sounds. A big part of making others feel calm is the magic pestle in his hands, and the scriptures also account for 30% of the credit. As for him, he himself can actually be ignored. At best, he is Make others listen to him.

But when this happens, the simple four words become strangely magical with the addition of Buddha's power. The sounds of the words are transmitted into the heart, making people feel a little bit ashamed out of thin air. a feeling of.

For a moment, all the past events came to mind, and I felt so ashamed that I almost wanted to cry loudly.

Yan Ding's eyes were just red, but his whole body was filled with excitement. This was also due to his usual adherence to principles. There might be regrets in his heart, but there was absolutely no trace of guilt.

Especially the fantasy experiences in recent years that have had the greatest impact on him.

Therefore, Yan Ding, who was usually a little weak when faced with mental abilities, was able to wake up in a short time at this time.

This kind of situation is actually very rare. When Yan Ding chokes on a sentence, the monk often stays silent until he goes home. He sits in the corner of the medical center with his magic pestle until dawn.

Usually when Yan Ding found him annoying, he would bring the topic here and ask him to be quiet for a while.

But if you often walk by the river, your shoes won’t get wet. There will always be times when you take them off.

Sometimes the stimulation is too severe, and the monk will fall into this situation.

The chanting is relatively harmless, but the Buddha's voice is irresistible and can travel almost regardless of distance. Yan Ding once tried running to the opposite side of the earth, but it was of no use. He could only endure the demonic sounds filling his ears one after another.

It's like targeting Yan Ding, but Yan Ding can hear it. It would be okay to say that he is completely ashamed, but the meaning of these words has a bit of explanation. Although it is only a few points, this Buddha's sound is Like a maggot attached to the bone, the spirit lingers around him, and he has to wait for the monk's strength to come around.

After that, I fell into the daily chatter again, and this time it was all in vain.

Of course there is a solution, otherwise how could Yan Ding survive the previous few times?

This Buddha's sound has some meaning of explanation, so just go with it and accept this explanation.

It was basically a response from Yan Ding, something like "Go and feel ashamed and don't bother me."

This kind of words meant that he admitted that he was actually very ashamed.

The monk just stopped.

After a few minutes, he recovered and continued chattering.

But there are always times when you can't stand it anymore. Although Yan Ding's endurance is very strong, this monk is always able to challenge the limits of human endurance.

At this time, it would be a big war, or it would be Yan Ding venting his anger unilaterally.

In fact, the stimulation given by Yan Ding to the monk today was not that harsh. It had been more harsh than this in the past, and he had never seen the monk become like this.

But today was obviously not normal. Maybe the girl said something to the monk that he couldn't forget. Yan Ding's words stirred up the fire, just like adding fuel to the fire.

Looking back on the previous state, it was obvious that the monk's state was getting worse each time.

Every time the girl stabbed the monk in the heart in vain, it was not as harmless as it seemed.

The wound left by the knife was secondary, but the wound on the monk's state of mind was not so easy to cure, and Yan Ding was powerless to do anything about it.

Although Yan Ding didn't understand what happened between the monk and the girl, seeing the monk's reaction every time, he watched helplessly as the knife pierced his heart without dodge, and he didn't heal the wound himself, insisting on finding someone. Yan Ding, a pirate doctor, obviously knew that the power on the wound was difficult to deal with, but the monk's Buddhist power was a whole level higher than this power. There was no need for Yan Ding to work so hard to heal the wound, and he also accepted Yan Ding's blackmail. .

Yes, it was blackmail. Under the influence of the monk's pure Buddha power, his blood had long been dyed with Buddha nature and turned into Buddha blood. It was no longer ordinary blood.

Like the blood of the legendary spirit beasts, it is already a rare spiritual material.

The relationship between a monk and a doctor is much more complicated than it seems.

Whether it is blackmail that one is willing to fight or one is willing to accept, or it is the monk's semi-forced soul-cleansing Buddhist chants every day, it is all tacit understanding under the tacit understanding.

But it is obvious that this balance will be broken today. If the monk's state of mind is broken, it will only take a moment to transform from a Buddha to a demon.

Yan Ding's eyes narrowed slightly. He didn't want to cause trouble before, but today he really had to take care of this matter.