Since it is a mushroom in the mountains, except for those who don’t recognize it, it is not guaranteed to be poisonous.

This season, the wet and cold forests on the mountains may be full of uneasiness. People who can fully recognize how many things can be eaten in the wild are rare in this era.

Who guarantees that the one who enters his mouth is really not poisonous?

They have already eaten to this point in bed. I really don’t know what they have eaten.

"Yeah?"

Hui Bing secretly complained behind the abbot's back.

The people on the bed didn't hear who asked clearly. When they heard it, they naturally replied: "Of course, after all, the food in the temple is really good..."

"Shut up Xiao Ran!"

"yes……"

After the old deputy scolded the dizzy and almost spoke rude child, someone spoke again.

"Wild bacteria are the most common species and are non-toxic."

This sentence was said by the doctor who was protruding his head from the quilt and slightly consciously.

He didn't eat much, and he could still talk. However, the light-colored spots on his neck were also very terrifying.

He probably felt miserable, and he moved his shoulders so hard that he covered himself with some quilts.

After thinking about it, he said weakly: "We... cannot come into contact with livestock outside without eating outside without eating water. Naturally, it is impossible for us to have infectious diseases.

You can rest assured about this.”

Want them to rest assured?

Even the bearded monk smiled sarcastically.

Even the abbot raised his eyebrows slightly and didn't say anything.

The bearded man next to him glanced at him, smacked his lips, and snorted secretly: OK, he didn't dare to say anything to me.

Rolling up his sleeves, he walked forward with a reckless spirit.

He pointed to the kang and asked with a smile: "I ask you, you, as a doctor, do you do this, how can we rest assured?

Besides, whether you simply 'eat wild bacteria' is not necessarily the case. I, Hong Hui, have been poisoned a lot, but I vomited and diarrhea, and I had a high fever in my eyes. How could I have strange things on my neck like you... "

"Master."

Little ears secretly pulled him.

The bearded man kept saying how exaggerated he was every time he vomited, how many pots could he take?

The monks around him looked at him even more strangely.

Little ear retreated silently, hoping that everyone would forget his existence.

The bearded man became more and more excited as he spoke, and finally said: "Your deputy abbot still said it was Miaoran Temple's fault. I think it was just you who were trying to get into the car..."

"Master!"

Xiao Erduo quickly stepped forward and pinched the bearded man, and stopped him softly.

He whispered, "You can say less."

It’s just that the child’s eyes are not just admonishment.

The bearded man was sucking, and could only shut up embarrassedly.

The abbot Shixu said nothing from beginning to end, and he looked so calm.

At this moment, I finally looked around.

Seeing that no one had anything to say, he finally put his hands together and ordered-

"Since someone has been poisoned by eating wild bacteria from my back mountain, then from now on, Xuwu Mountain will be closed.

I have passed on my order that no one is allowed to go to the back mountain! Hui Bing, please ask the second uncle to send someone to protect the monks of Huangquan Temple and go down the mountain together to invite a doctor who is willing to go up the mountain to come to my temple."

He made a decision temporarily.

When he looked at everyone again, the old deputy sneer sneered and hummed.

But there is no complaint.

The house returned to peace again.

I don’t know who recited the Heart Sutra, and the neat Heart Sutra began to ring in the room like an echo.

The young man squatting at the door eavesdropped with difficulty, and could only hear the sound of cats and mosquitoes inside.

It's been a long time since his face has been adjusted for a long time, but he can't hear anything.

"What is it saying inside? The sound is so low." He said strangely.

Helplessly, I could only ask for help from the young man next to me.

"It's not a big deal." The answer was him leaning against the door frame lazily.

The owner of the shop.

Yi Ruchang didn't have to stick it on, so he focused his attention and immediately heard what was said.

Mo Li wanted to read out what happened from his expression, but he could only see his calm face, as if he was listening to "Requiem" rather than someone else's corner.

It was not until the moment he chanted the scriptures that he stopped his attention.

It was a headache to hear it. The owner rubbed his head.

He didn't explain what was inside, he just said lazily: "Let's go, I'm hungry.

Let’s also eat some Ningning’s ‘wild game’. Let’s see what we eat every day. Without protein, I will shrink. OK.”

As he said that, he went further and further.

Moli muttered.

"You're pretty vulgar if you have protein."

Just wondering. What is his explanation?

I can't, and I can only limp and follow.

I peeked at the gentleman's expression again, but found that Yi Ruchang was still picking his nose, and he was so lazy in daily life.

I really don’t know what the situation is inside. Mo Li was curious and itchy.

Facts have proved that secrets are very attractive as long as they are secrets.

Not just Victoria's title.

After sighing, Mo Li pinched his shoulders and cried with a bitter face: "Sir, I always feel sore all over my body."

"pain?"

The owner glanced back at him.

"Well, it's the kind of consequence of having too much exercise the day before without stretching the next day..."

Mo Li explained his soreness in detail.

Yi Ruchang immediately turned around, with a slutty smile that I understand you don’t need to explain.

Waving his hand, he smiled and stopped Mo Li's little excitement and said, "Don't explain, explanation is to cover up, the more he says hehe."

Moli has a headache.

Can he stop creating a character for himself?

"I can tell you that I am as straight as a chopstick! Cough cough." Mo Li said weakly and felt his lungs hurt even when he said loudly.

Chopsticks, an excellent metaphor.

It's easy to have fun.

"I know, isn't there that saying? Is it easy to bend a group of chopsticks?" The owner of the shop looked clear.

He patted his shoulder and asked casually.

This is considered comfort? Mo Li rolled his eyes powerlessly and said, "Where did you get these whispers?"

Mo Li was helpless and just covered her ears powerlessly.

He felt very sore again, and he always felt that when he spoke loudly, Venus began to appear in front of him. He said casually: Actually, I still like girls very much.

What kind of Ningning?

Mo Li closed his eyes and didn't hear who he was talking about. He heard what might be the name or something else, and he casually replied: "That's it."

"Swoosh!"

He was immediately hit by a stone in the back of his head.

At the same time, a female voice shouted domineeringly in the distance.

"Rogue! You think beautiful!"
To be continued...