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Chapter 787 The old nun with a dark heart

That's right, Master Huan Zai can clearly say that the fat man in front of him is cheating people, and he is the type of person who sells people and helps him count money.

After a period of time, she had figured out the style of this fat man. Although the people in Li Village praised him very much, they even almost regarded this fat man as a living Bodhisattva.

However, through conversations with the Eighth Route Army soldiers, Huan Zaitai learned that the real Li Feng was not a fat man who was harmless, but a demon who ate people and did not vomit bones.

Of course, the little girl's inspiration is indispensable. In the eyes of the little girl, her brother is a treacherous and cunning devil, robbing her candy, stealing her honey, and taking Erpang to steal her biscuits...

All kinds of evil deeds made the little girl "deeply hate Li Feng" and thought that her brother was just a big bastard. As for what the Japanese thought, she didn't want to know.

The little girl is the apprentice of the old nun, so the old nun can clearly distinguish the fat man's personality.

How do you say that sentence?

A woman’s sixth sense is extremely accurate, especially an old woman who has never been married. Her intuition is simply terrible.

She expected Li Feng would definitely not save the tomb robber in vain. Before she saw the stone, the Japanese saw the sky yellow. Those Japanese were also valuable, but the fat man killed them without blinking his eyelids.

"Donor Li, let me show this donor his injuries first!"

When Li Feng and Du San were chatting very strangely, just as he was about to kill blood to make an alliance and put three incense sticks to worship the mansion, the old nun came out.

Du San looked at the nun in front of him with some hesitation, and then looked at Li Feng apologetically. He really wanted to be a disciple of Li Feng, and he had a life-giving grace. It seemed that there was nothing to be a pony to this kind of relationship.

But there was an old nun in the middle of the game. How could Du San, who has always been straightforward, stand it? He simply shouted:

"I said, why are you, a nun, so many things? I just wanted to be a disciple of Brother Li. I can't talk about anything later."

The little fat man felt that Du San was in trouble because every time this old nun attacked, a charming smile appeared on his face.

Ma Laosi had a deep understanding, so when he saw the old nun laughing, he couldn't help but feel a chill under his crotch, remembering the sourness of using alcohol to wash his wounds before.

Tsk tsk tsk!

Brother Du is amazing! Even this old nun dares to offend her, and she will definitely take good care of you later.

In order to prevent him from laughing, Ma Laosi simply went to help the bald man. If he stayed here again, he would be afraid that he would not be able to laugh.

"Pinni thinks that your injuries can no longer be delayed, so I want to deal with them for you first.

Look at your legs. If you don’t deal with it in time, you may be amputated. There are also wounds on your body. I guess it was a stone that injured the internal organs. If you don’t deal with it in time, you must be worried about your life.”

Du San is also a person who cherishes his life. When he heard that he was likely to die, he decisively put away his arrogant look before and smiled at the old nun very politely:

"The Master is right. You can treat it as you want. I offended you so much just now, so please don't mind."

A charming smile appeared on the corner of the old nun's mouth. This time the little fat man understood what she meant.

The old nun seemed to be saying: Heh, man!

Here, Li Feng felt it was necessary to save this brother, after all, they almost worshiped him just now.

"I said Brother Du, are you really going to have treatment here?"

"Of course, brother, I still have important things to do, I have to deal with the wound first."

"Amitabha, if the donor wants to get treatment from Pomni, the process may be painful. Don't you mind?"

"It's okay, the children of the world are afraid of this little pain. Master, come on! I, Du San, can hold on."

Seeing Du San slapping his chest, the old nun smiled again, Li Feng couldn't help but shake his head behind him, thinking why are you so stupid?

Li Feng could count the number of times the old nun smiled with both hands, and she said Amitabha Buddha this time.

I have never seen this old nun before and said Amitabha. This shows that there is neither Buddha nor Heavenly Lord in her heart. Li Feng believes that it is very likely that it is because both Buddha and Heavenly Lord are men.

"Okay, since the donor believes in Pomni so much, then Pomni will be relieved!"

Yes, I feel relieved, and I feel relieved that I will harm others.

Du San's treatment process was very strange. There were only some scratches on his thighs, but Master Huan Zai said that it was impossible for him to suffer serious injuries on his thighs and he needed acupuncture, otherwise he would probably become a cripple in the future.

When Du Sanyi heard that he would become a cripple, he immediately gritted his teeth and asked the master to give him acupuncture. Li Feng almost couldn't hold back his smile when he looked righteous.

Just when Du San thought it was just a simple acupuncture, Master Huan Zai suddenly took out a particularly thick needle from his body. Li Feng thought it was definitely not a needle for acupuncture. The acupuncture of his mother was really thick with a row of pencil cores.

Li Feng has seen acupuncture. The thickness of the silver needles is a little thicker than that of the hair. Even if you need it, you don’t need to be as thick as the pencil core. That’s not a needle at all, it’s a shoe sole!

Du San was also frightened when he saw such a thick steel needle, but when he thought that his legs were likely to be limp, he decisively closed his eyes and gave out his thighs, looking like he was at slaughter.

The old nun was very bad at the start and said that he would use a steel needle to stab it. Du San couldn't help but scream, but the old nun said that it would likely affect the meridians of the whole body, and the effect might be reduced by half.

So Li Feng saw a purple-colored Du San who was holding his face in pain...

I don’t know what kind of treatment process takes two hours. Li Feng had suffered more serious injuries than him before. He took ten minutes to bandage him and could continue to go to the battlefield to kill the Japanese. The speed of swinging the knife did not slow down at all. It was unreasonable to treat him for two hours, but the pain in Du San’s body still did not relieve.

However, at this time Du San did not have any resentment, but instead looked at the old nun with great respect because he could stand up.

You must know that Du San couldn't stand up just now, and now he was able to move his body flexibly, so he looked extremely grateful when he looked at the Master's appearance.

As for the pain in his body, he just regarded it as a result of an injury attack, which must have nothing to do with the nun in front of him.

The little fat man admires this woman who is blushing and has a black hand. How could such a woman be a nun? She is definitely the Buddha who is blind, otherwise how could he let him enter the temple?

"Okay, your injuries should still be painful, but it doesn't matter, it will be healed soon."
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