Through the weeds, Chu Ling saw the figure of the plague Taoist clearly, which ...... This is the old way of the bitter decoction medicine that cured Park Yeon-hee?

As for the person who spoke, he was also familiar with it, it was Zhou Xin, the messenger of the Oriental Plague who had appeared once in the abandoned dormitory building of the school, and his red hair stood up like a brush.

In the middle of the two, a tall monk sat cross-legged, dressed in a yellow monk's robe, stained with blood, and a deep wound that had not yet coagulated was faintly visible under the shirt.

His eyes were closed, and he stood still in the face of the two strong enemies in front of him.

"This guy is very hateful, walking everywhere, secretly destroying the plague plan, almost doubling the number of people affected by the plague in the Eastern World, and having to end half a month early, making the number of casualties in line with the way of heaven!

Old Dao, fortunately, you found it carefully, otherwise you would have misunderstood you by being provoked by this guy!" the red-haired ghost Zhou Xin said angrily.

It turned out that Zhou Xin had been plagued in the world for five days, and suddenly found that the number of casualties was not quite right, and the increase rate was far beyond the plan, so he hurriedly investigated the problem.

He learned that there was an old Taoist who used bitter decoction to treat plagues, and after tracing the roots, he found Li Ping, a plague Taoist who was also one of the six gods of the plague department, and asked him why he affected the will of heaven to practice plagues?

Li Ping has always done good deeds in the world, and the so-called bitter decoction to cure the plague is just to treat those with mild illnesses and avoid their suffering, and it will not affect the final death toll.

Under Zhou Xin's questioning, he was stunned for a while.

He was thoughtful and understood that things were not quite right, and in five days, the world had not really paid attention to the plague, who would change the speed of the spread of the plague at this time?

There must be a force intervening! And definitely not stupid mortals!

Under Li Ping's analysis, Zhou Xin calmed down, and the two discussed countermeasures together, and finally unanimously decided to set a trap and lure the fish to the bait!

As a result, the single-point spread of the plague route, under the suspicion of Zhou Xin, one hundred and twenty miles away from the origin of the plague, a small county town, opened a completely independent second origin of the plague!

This small city, with less than 200,000 people, has two mountains surrounding the entire county, a river runs through the city, and there is only one way in and out!

Zhou Xin and the others, each guarding a mouth, the entire mountain city, that one origin patient, they always pay attention to their whereabouts.

In the evening of the same day, a tall monk, sitting in a Didi car, drove into the county seat.

His destination was to go directly to the home of the patient of origin.

The origin patient rubbed mahjong all night, was swallowing clouds and spitting fog, and walked out of the mahjong hall, his eyes slanted, and his legs and feet staggered.

The monks stood in his way.

"Stinky monk, it's blocking the road of labor and capital!" was about to push the monk away, but he grabbed his wrist.

"You sit down and go to this address immediately, there is a long street banquet there, and I want you to attend. The monk whispered, and a yellow talisman was attached to the palm of his hand.

The patient clenched his fists, pinched the yellow talisman, and obediently entered the Didi car as if he was enchanted.

"It turned out to be you!" Zhou Xin descended from the sky, like a red-haired brush standing in front of him.

Although the tall monk was in great stature, Zhou Xin was half a head taller than him.

When the monk saw that he had been caught, he realized that he had strayed into a trap, smiled coldly, and turned around to run away.

At the end of the alley, a thin body appeared, it was the plague Taoist Li Ping.

"Hmph, this body also wants to block the uncle, get out of here!" The evil monk stretched out his big hand, ready to pick up Li Ping and throw it out.

Unexpectedly, the thin little old man in front of him was as heavy as Mount Tai, let alone throwing it with one hand, even if his hands used up his strength, he still couldn't lift it.

Zhou Xin has already caught up, holding a copper hot pot in his hand, which is a sharp weapon to kill all directions - the holy fire kettle, no matter how hard it is, it can't withstand the smelting of the fire in this pot!

The kettle spun around, and a few sparks splashed out, scalding out large holes in the ground, bottomless.

Once this kettle catches the evil monk, it will instantly turn him into ashes.

"Hmph, don't play with you two bad old men, master go first!"

With a bang, the evil monk disappeared flatly, and a few wisps of black smoke floated on the ground.

Zhou Xin was so angry that he threw the kettle into the black smoke, and a large hole dozens of kilometers deep appeared on the ground, and even the underground magma burst out, but unfortunately he still didn't catch the shadow of the evil monk.

"Don't be afraid, since this demon monk dares to intervene in the plague, he must have an ulterior motive, and he will not stop there, trace the plague person, and you can trace his whereabouts. Li Ping said.

Fortunately, Li Ping knew a certain deputy administrator of Jiangdu, pursued the whereabouts of the evil monk through the heaven=- net, and teamed up with Zhou Xin to chase him all the way to this wasteland.

To be continued.