Chapter Thirty-Four: Infinite Style

"How else!" Song Nian sneered, walked up to the high platform, tore off the huge white cloth painted with red insects, and said indifferently: "Pretending to be a ghost, this kind of thing, I have been able to play since I was a child." ”

It's just a simple chemical reaction.

Seeing this, the divine envoy did not refute at all, but just shook his head and said: "This method is common in the extreme west, but it is ......."

He walked up to Song Nian and whispered, "This is just to make these stupid Hu people feel the majesty of the Demon God...... As for the plague, it is indeed under the control of the power of the demon god. ”

"Plague? Are you this thing? ”

Song Nian smiled and took out a glass jar from his back: "Your Black Heaven Demon God Sect is using this thing to control the epidemic...... Oh, it's the one who spreads the disease? ”

The Black Heaven Demon God Sect Envoy looked at this thing, stunned slightly, and only said after a moment, "This thing, where did you come from?" ”

Song Nian smiled and suddenly said, "Actually...... Started talking about Dayong? Are you from the Great Eternal Kingdom? ”

At this time, Song Nian was still talking nonsense, but the divine envoy in front of him was a little surprised.

"Can you understand Dayong's dialect? So, what exactly are you? ”

Song Nian said lightly: "What is my background? I am the reincarnation of the Medicine King Bodhisattva, and I have come for you who spread the plague. ”

"Nonsense! I, the Black Sky Demon God Sect, am the god who controls the plague! ”

This god is wrathful.

Song Nian sneered: "Really...... Haler, bring me the jar you're carrying! ”

Wool Le immediately stepped onto the stage, took out the black glass jar from the backpack behind him, and respectfully held it in his hand.

Song Nian looked at the divine envoy and said with a smile, "I heard that you are the divine envoy who controls the plague?" So...... Do you dare to open this glass jar in front of everyone! ”

The black glass jar is sealed with white wax, and strange characters are engraved on it. Song Nian also knew these words.

This is the script used in the Far West of the Dead Sea Papers.

"Do you know these words, this messenger?"

"White Death!" The divine envoy on the other side looked at these words, and his face suddenly changed greatly, and he took a few steps back.

Song Nian smiled slightly and shook his head. and no longer bothered with him.

This so-called divine envoy is actually just a Jianghu liar, who dares to poison and spread the plague, but he doesn't dare to touch the black glass jar in the hand of Moller.

She was on the high platform, took a few steps forward, and looked at the Hu people around her.

Topless, holding a black glass jar, she stood behind her respectfully, like a wrestler in Buddhism.

That's right! Song Nian was secretly proud in her heart, she looked around, and said lightly: "This so-called divine envoy of the Black Heaven Demon God Sect just used some tricks, even the glass jar given to him by this Bodhisattva, he didn't dare to touch it, and he dared to claim to be the god who controlled the plague?" ”

The Hu people around immediately screamed in horror.

Song Nian smiled slightly, it seems that the people are very satisfied with what he has done.

"Song Nian! Get out of the way! On the rammed earth roof opposite, Chu He suddenly shouted loudly.

Dodge? What to dodge?

Chu He's gaze looked at her anxiously...... behind him.

Song Nian suddenly turned around.

In her hand, she held up the black glass jar and looked at Song Nian with a smile.

"Moller! What are you doing! Put it down! ”

At this moment, Song Nian was also extremely frightened.

This Nima ...... It's the "White Death"! You...... Don't play, okay! If this thing is smashed down, at least half of the people in this bazaar will die!

The lethality of this thing, bubonic plague can't be compared to it at all, and the black disease in Longyou City can almost be compared with this thing.

Halle grinned: "Bodhisattva, you are the medicine king Bodhisattva who manages the plague, how can you be afraid of this thing?" ”

After speaking, the glass jar in his hand slammed on the table, and black glass slag splashed everywhere.

At the same time, there were large clouds of dust and fleas jumping around......

Song Nian's heart was suddenly cold.

The next moment, she screamed, "Disperse!" Everyone, get out of the way! ”

This...... It's really going to kill a lot of people......

Mao Le'er looked at the frightened Song Nian and grinned: "Bodhisattva, as long as this plague spreads, you will be the most noble person on the grassland." ”

Song Nian's heart was like ashes, looking at the hat in front of him.

Suddenly, she saw a hint of mockery in Moller's face.

Mock...... Oh, yes...... From the very beginning, there was some overzeal......

Longyou City ...... Black Disease ...... The nearest Guchak tribe to Longyou City...... No one was infected with the Black Death (pneumonic plague...... The tribe of Guchak's daughters was thrown into typhoid fever...... The tribe of the mother and wife of the Mahler was put into cholera...... This is the bacteria experiment of the Black Sky Demon God Cult...... Someone needs to get up close...... The White Reaper's caster was shot by Haller......

In a flash of light, Song Nian figured out the truth that she had been ignoring all along......

"You...... Is it the person who was planted here by the Black Sky Demon God Sect and was responsible for observing the plagues in various places? Song Nian looked at Moller.

Moller smiled slightly: "Yes, the 'Bodhisattva' is really smart. ”

Song Nian smiled bitterly, and then said lightly: "Whether I'm smart or not is another matter, but you ...... It doesn't seem to be very smart. ”

Heler bowed and smiled, "I'm not very smart, but I'm good enough to complete the task given to me by the Demon God." After completing the observation of the White Death, I can return to the Cult of God and receive a true blessing. ”

"A real blessing?" Song Nian shook his head and looked at Mao Le'er with some pity: "I don't know what your so-called Divine Sect blessing is, but...... Didn't your boss tell you about the precautions for spreading the White Death? ”

'What precautions?' Bodhisattva', these strange words are not enough to ......" Moller wanted to mock a few words, and suddenly felt a little itchy in his neck.

He slapped his hand casually and found that there was a little blood in his palm, as well as ...... The corpse of a flea.

Flea......

He suddenly looked at him with some horror.

On his body, several fleas were jumping around happily.

"No...... No...... I have the blessing of the demon god, how can these things run to me......"

Hat Leer tore off her veil and whipped the fleas on her body hard.

Song Nian lifted the veil and looked indifferently at Mao Le'er's impatient and frightened performance.

"Flea ...... The god envoy on the side of the flea ......" also looked at this scene in horror, and he suddenly felt some itching on the back of his hand, and looked down.

A sturdy flea was hungry and thirsty for food on the back of his hand.

"No...... No! The god roared in terror.

This scene on the stage completely frightened the Hu people in the bazaar.

Two wailing men, a woman in a white dress fluttering fairy...... In contrast, it is more and more ......

Medicine King Bodhisattva, infinite style.

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