Chapter 270 Plague Dao Ren

Two weeks passed in the blink of an eye. The world was still the same, but more turbulent.

Thanks to the strong mobility of Armenian businessmen and participants, they successfully spread the source of the disease to the whole world, and even China was not spared.

The source of the disease merged with the world's original virus and began to mutate violently. When the two exceeded a certain critical point, new modes of transmission began to emerge.

Unlike the original source of the disease which was spread through the Internet and could not be detected by ordinary pathological monitoring methods, the source of the zebra disease used the original virus as a carrier and evolved into a diseased strain which roamed with the air flow like spores. China's defense system could block the invasion of supernatural beings, but it did not have a good way to deal with the circulation of air.

Fortunately, due to a series of measures taken by China, the remaining sources of the disease in the bodies of the people have been eliminated, and the spread and infection of the disease spores are not as rapid as in Armenia. However, due to the toxicity of the disease, China has entered a new round of disease outbreaks.

In Baihua City, in a gorgeous and exquisite villa area.

Li Kuan complimented with a smile on his face: "Thanks to Master Sun, with the talisman you gave me, it will definitely protect my family's safety."

Sun Maocai, wearing a Taoist robe and a mustache, said with a smile: "It is because you and I are destined to be together. If it were someone else, I would not have spent so much effort to draw that amulet for curing diseases."

As a wealthy man who is doing decently well, Li Kuan has a happy family, a good life, a beautiful wife, and endless money.

His life motto is that money can be earned again if lost, and if you have money and don't spend it, you are a bastard, so he pursues perfection in food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. First, a supernatural being appeared in the world, and then he was infected with the zombie virus, which made his life a mess. He also heard some rumors about the situation in Armenia and was frightened on the spot.

Fortunately, money is always hard currency. Even if the extraordinary people don't care, their families still need food and drink. In order to ensure the safety of himself and his family, Li Kuan asked people everywhere, trying to find a way to ask those extraordinary people to give some methods to cure diseases and save lives.

He was also a man of power and had his own small circle. After a few visits, he finally found the person in front of him. He was said to be a master of drawing talismans. He was infected with a disease, and after drinking a bowl of floating water, the disease was cured. Except for the high price, everything else was acceptable to him.

Li Kuan smiled and clapped his hands. Then someone came out with two boxes. "I know the rules. We won't use the Internet. We'll just pay in cash. It's not much. It's for Master Sun's tea."

Sun Maocai's face was determined, and he said in a deep voice: "I came into the world to save people because I saw the suffering of the world. I want to accumulate good deeds and do good deeds. I can't touch money. You...you are making me suffer!"

As he spoke, he looked melancholy, and turned his body to the side, revealing his Taoist robe. There was a cloth bag on the edge of the robe, which was now grinning.

Li Kuan has experienced ups and downs in the business world, and his mind is clear: "Yes, yes, Master Sun is right, I shouldn't use money to pollute your eyes."

After saying that, he took the box and looked at the cloth bag which was not even half the size of the box with a bit of a dilemma. He raised his head to look at Sun Maocai and saw that he turned his head away with his eyes closed. Li Kuan rolled his eyes and put the bundles of money into the cloth bag.

It's strange to say, the cloth bag looked small, but it was like a bottomless pit. Two large boxes of money were fed into it without a sound, and it didn't even bulge out.

Li Kuan was not surprised but delighted, knowing that he had met a real master with extraordinary means. After paying, he eagerly tried to keep his meal for him, but was politely declined, so he had no choice but to send him all the way to the door.

Sun Maocai walked out with a calm face. When he reached the corner, he weighed the cloth bag and showed some joy.

'Alas, it is still easier to make money from rich people. Even though the world is in chaos, the money I make these days is more than I have ever seen in my first half of my life.'

Just as he was thinking about it, a hand appeared on his shoulder.

"Wang Jinming, you pretended to be a supernatural being, bought and sold yellow talismans, defrauded money, and were caught red-handed. Your crime has been discovered. Come with us." The voice coming from behind made Wang Jinming tremble. His wrist shook, and a bag of lime was thrown behind him.

"Want to arrest me? Eat your ass!"

He wanted to use the lime powder to break free, but the hand was like an iron claw grabbing his shoulder. The cloth bag was pulled shorter, his Taoist robe was torn into pieces, and the money was scattered all over the floor.

It turned out that the bottom of the cloth bag was connected to the clothes under the robe, and it was a hollow structure. In addition, the Taoist robe covered it, and Wang Jinming was thin, so it could not be seen from the outside.

He originally practiced magicians, and he knew a few tricks like Three Immortals Returning to the Cave and Hiding a Needle in the Mouth. He had a pair of deft hands, and was able to fool ordinary people with ease.

Two rays of light flew out, one swept away the diffuse lime powder, and the other tied up Wang Jinming. It was like Li Gui meeting Li Kui, there was no way he could escape.

The city is very prosperous. If you go south along the villa area to the edge of the city, you will find an urban village.

The intricate alleys are enough to make an unfamiliar person unable to get out even if his WeChat step count tops the list. The low bungalows and two-story buildings are close to each other.

"Ahem, grandma, my daughter is feeling unwell. Please make the illness go away. My daughter doesn't want to get sick." The little girl with dry yellow hair, who was only six or seven years old, said to the old woman with wrinkles all over her face.

The old man squinted his eyes as he looked at the powder in front of him. His son and daughter-in-law went out to work and only came back a few times a year, leaving his granddaughter to be taken care of by the old man.

She didn't understand anything about the Internet. She just heard about a big event on TV. She didn't understand what it was specifically. People get confused when they get old. Someone came to her house a few days ago and said that she was not allowed to move around freely. He also left her several packages of medicine.

If her granddaughter had not fallen ill, the old woman would not have remembered this matter. She searched for a long time before finding the medicine. She was not well educated and could not recognize many words, but fortunately she could still recognize numbers like one, two, and three.

After staring for a long time, the old man tremblingly prepared the medicine and was about to feed it to his granddaughter when someone knocked on the door.

The door of her house is always open. There are only neighbors on the street, and there are no valuables in the house. People from the community often come to deliver things. The old woman has poor hearing and often cannot hear the knocking on the door. Over time, she no longer closes the door.

Now he could hear the knocks on the door clearly. The old man quickly stood up and looked up, and saw a young man in a Taoist robe standing at the door.

She usually chants Buddhist scriptures, so she doesn’t know much about Taoism, but the old man thinks they are all the same, and that Taoist priest looks like... The old man didn’t know how to describe it, so he looked at him for a while and then spoke.

"Hello, Taoist priest, what's the matter?"

"Hello, old lady. I am the Plague Taoist. I just heard your child coughing, and I happened to have a pill. I would like to give it to you. Perhaps it will be of some use to you." The Taoist stretched out his hand, and a black pill the size of a soybean stood in his palm.

"Oh, your last name is Wen. Thank you, Taoist priest, thank you, Taoist priest," the old man clasped his hands together and turned around to look for something. "I can't take your medicine for free. I'll pay for it. I'll pay for it."

The Taoist waved his hands and said, "I came into the world to save people because I saw the suffering of the people in the world. I want to accumulate good deeds and do good deeds. I must never touch money with my hands."

“No, no, even if you don’t want money, at least drink some water…” The old man turned around and saw a pill standing on the corner of the table, with no trace of the Taoist priest.

(End of this chapter)