Qi Xiaoyang's original plan to make a big move was to find the warehouse of the nearby army, wait for a bazooka to come out at night, and bombard him a few times tomorrow when he waits for Taishui to worship ghosts, loud and relieved hatred, so that the little devil will not dare to hit him in the future; And the scope of the ghost house must be martial law, although Qi Xiaoyang can fly over the sky to fire, but it is difficult to grasp the accuracy in the state of high-speed movement, and the most important thing is that he will become an aerial target, it is easy to be hit by the random guns below, and other long-range artillery is very heavy, and it is impossible to throw it silently with the limited spiritual power now, let alone the roof of the school.

After thinking about it, Qi Xiaoyang had to dispel this idea, and still returned to the aspect of using the spirit element to find a way, although the attack power of the spirit element is still very weak, and the transformation of large-volume things is even worse, but it can be commanded by about a thousand meters, if it is, although it can't cause substantial damage, but it is definitely no problem to be scared too much water and ichiro fart and urine. At this time, Qi Xiaoyang was even more eager for the formation of the spirit primordial body in the spirit refining realm, even if there was a third of the spirit primordial body now, it would be enough to raze the ghost temple to the ground a few kilometers away. Thinking of a good idea, Qi Xiaoyang planned to hang out in this Internet café and rest until dawn. When I was wandering around the Internet, I saw a news that the island freighter Rixun was attacked by KB last night and the ship sank and died, and I couldn't help but wonder how many KB attacks had been true before.

The area of the ghost house is one hundred or dozens of acres, and all of them were under martial law early in the morning, and even the large square in front of the door was distributed with many guard soldiers. The sky was gloomy, and the main hall of the cold forest added a three-point ghostly atmosphere, giving people a sense of depression that was about to come from the storm. Thousands of people had gathered in the square outside the gate, isolated on both sides of the square by guarded guards, and there were only a dozen or so reporters with various cameras or video cameras at the empty gate, all of whom were from the island's media, while reporters from other countries were kept at a distance. At nine o'clock, a convoy composed of more than a dozen large and small vehicles drove into the square, several of which drove directly to the gate before stopping, and the bodyguards wearing dark blue suits quickly got off the station first, and the protagonist Taishui made a grand appearance under the escort of several entourage. This is the third time that Taishui has worshiped ghosts in his tenure as prime minister, the first two times were to resolve the political crisis and rely on this means to gain the support of the radicals in the island country, but this time, he was accused by the opposition of the proper handling of the dispute with Huaxia over Diaoyu Island, and many people in the island country were shaken in his confidence, so they repeated the old trick.

The image of Taishui, who is in his seventies with gray hair and a signature smile on his face, waving his hand to greet the crowd of onlookers on both sides and the reporters in front of the door, actually looks a bit like the Chinese star Li *. Standing at the gate and pulling out his already straight suit, retracting the smile on his face, Tai Shui walked up the long aisle leading to the main hall.

In front of the tall statue not far from the gate, Taishui stopped, bowed and prepared to move on, when the change was abrupt, a strange-colored lightning flashed a dazzling light above the statue, although there was no thunder, but because of the sudden appearance, it looked very weird, which made Taishui's entourage suddenly nervous. After all, Tai Shui was a figure standing at the pinnacle of a country, and he calmly waved his hand to let the bodyguards who were close to him retreat and continue to walk forward, but with only two steps, Tai Shui couldn't keep his composure anymore -- a thicker lightning bolt slashed directly from the air onto the road in front of him, like a hideous strange snake, and instantly burrowed into the ground, and a strange fire of the same color as lightning flashed on the ground! Although he was instantly protected in the middle by the bodyguards, Tai Shui's face was still pale in an instant!

Amid the astonished discussions of the officials and reporters who followed, an even more astonishing scene appeared! A dazzling ball of light appeared in the sky above the main hall, as if it had broken through the sky from the clouds like thick ink, and before people had time to blink their eyes, the ball of light, which was only the size of a basketball, had already flown to the high roof of the main hall, and in the process of circling and dancing, it was vaguely a monster with a body length of several tens of meters, a head and horns, and four claws!

"Dragon!" Some of the reporters recognized that this was the image of a dragon in Chinese legends, and couldn't help but exclaim. As the mighty huge figure in the air became clearer and clearer, the huge dragon head suddenly twisted in the circle, and the two lantern-like giant eyes seemed to lock the Taishui in the crowd, the dragon's whiskers flew, and the huge mouth closed one by one, and swooped down!

"Shoot!", "Run!", "Get down!" In the midst of all kinds of exclamations, gunshots rang out, and countless bullets passed through the huge dragon with glittering scales, but they could not stop the dragon's not-so-fast speed in the slightest. Seeing that the dragon was approaching, the bodyguards threw Taishui to the ground, and the others also squatted or lay down, holding their heads to dodge. The dragon swept two or three meters above the ground, hovered and returned to the air dozens of meters high, and pounced again. Seeing that the dragon was unscathed in the dense rain of bullets, Taishui Ichiro was so distracted that he could no longer care about the prime minister's demeanor and image, and fled out with a roll under the grip of two bodyguards. At this time, except for the surrounding guards who did not dare to escape, they had the courage to continue to shoot at the dragon in the air, and the other officials and reporters all escaped from the gate of the ghost house in a crying father and mother.

The toothy and clawed dragon did not continue to pursue, but circled and flew majestically in the air, raised its head to the sky, opened a huge mouth to the sky, spit out eight circles, and turned into a streamer into the clouds, and the eight circles of light left behind exploded like fireworks, turning into eight big characters in the flash: Offend me Huaxia - although it is far away, it will be punished!

As Taishui got into the car in embarrassment, the convoy galloped away amid the various surprises and exclamations of the onlookers in the distance, and a big drama of worshipping ghosts and gods came to an end. At this time, Qi Xiaoyang, who was sitting cross-legged on the roof of a university building next to him, was sweating profusely and almost collapsed! He didn't expect that the director of this Longwei drama would be so distracting, and using a large number of spirit elements was secondary, and the most difficult thing was to conjure up such a huge thing, and to maintain a fine state of movement, which made him concentrate all his energy, and he felt very reluctant to go all out, and he insisted until he used his mind to conjure up those eight words, which was already to the limit. This is still the use of a spirit element with a low degree of substance, if it is a spirit origin with a strong attack power, the strength of the spiritual power required is more than a hundred times, which makes Qi Xiaoyang deeply realize that the cultivation of spiritual power has seriously lagged behind, and there is an urgent need to greatly increase.

Although this Longwei drama has achieved the expected basic effect, Qi Xiaoyang feels that there are two big regrets, one is that he can't make a matching sound, like acting a pantomime;

Boom - the real thunder and lightning are coming, God seems to be intentionally helping Qi Xiaoyang "round the lie", and a heavy thunderstorm envelops Dongjin. The strong feeling of exhaustion made Qi Xiaoyang unable to move, so he could only continue to meditate in the torrential rain, although he was drenched like a chicken in soup, but he did not have to worry about the island national guard searching here. Half an hour later, the rain gradually subsided, and Qi Xiaoyang also recovered some mental strength, and flew to the leisure Internet café where he was sheltering under the cover of the rain curtain

Qi Xiaoyang was lying on the small bed in the private room of the Internet café and had a high fever. Spiritual power does not have the effect of enhancing the strength of **, it is useful for substances with molecular structure such as anesthetics, but it cannot resist the invasion of pathogens, and it is necessary to deal with pathogens with the same level of structure;

Holding on to pack up the wet clothes he had changed, Qi Xiaoyang checked out and stood outside the door of the Internet café, the rain had stopped, and the afternoon sun was even more poisonous, so that he licked his lips, but fortunately, a taxi stopped soon. Qi Xiaoyang asked the driver to send him to a clinic opened by a Chinese person, and the driver looked at him strangely, probably because Qi Xiaoyang's Japanese language was very fluent, which made people mistakenly think that he was an island person, so the driver persuaded Qi Xiaoyang to go to the island country hospital, saying that the Chinese people's medical skills were unreliable, but seeing Qi Xiaoyang's resolute attitude, he still found the address of a Chinese clinic through the radio and sent him over. Qi Xiaoyang was naturally reluctant to take risks in this situation, he didn't have any documents on him, and he felt that it was at least much safer to go to the clinic opened by his compatriots.

It's a small hospital on a small scale, but it's much better than the average clinic. Qi Xiaoyang was treated by a female doctor in her forties, and when she checked her body temperature, she was in her early forties, so she immediately arranged for him to be hospitalized. In the island country, there is a system of separation of medicine and medicine, Qi Xiaoyang has no insurance card, and no one takes care of him, so medical treatment is not only expensive, but also more troublesome, so when the nurse finished the injection and put on an ice pack, she asked her to invite a Chinese doctor to come over, but the nurse told him that except for the director of this hospital and some miscellaneous Chinese, the other doctors and nurses are all from the island country, so he can only help him find the president.

After the nurse left, the old man on another bed in the double ward spoke: "Is the little brother from Huaxia?"

As soon as Qi Xiaoyang heard that he was speaking Huaxia, he hurriedly responded: "Yes, the old man also came from Huaxia?"

"yes, it's been almost thirty years since I got here. I just heard that you must find a Huaxia doctor, is there any trouble? Everyone is from Huaxia, tell me, see if I can help you?" the old man asked with concern.

"Yes, it's the first time I've come to the island country, and I'm alone, I have no relatives here, I really don't know what to do when I encounter such a situation, I think it should be more convenient to come to the hospital of the Chinese people, nothing else. Qi Xiaoyang was a little confused under the high fever, and his expression was not very clear.

The old man sighed and said: "This hospital used to be opened by an old Chinese doctor, it was just a clinic at that time, and he also took care of the Chinese people, but he passed away a few years ago, and now his daughter is in charge, and her husband is from the island country, so this hospital has no Chinese flavor, and the Chinese people near us are just used to it, and they still come here to see a doctor." But what special care do you want, I'm afraid"

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open, and the nurse brought a woman in her thirties in and introduced to Qi Xiaoyang: "This is the director of our hospital, Ding Yuxiang, what do you have to tell her." ”

Qi Xiaoyang reluctantly opened his eyes and looked at Dean Ding who was standing one meter away from the hospital bed, the open white coat was a fashionable little suit shirt, although he was nearly middle-aged, he showed the fashion of this mature young woman, her face and figure were beautiful, but her indifferent eyes and raised chin showed obvious arrogance.

"What are you looking for me?" Ding Yuxiang's tone was as cold as her eyes, and she spoke in a slang manner.

"Isn't Dean Ding from Huaxia?" Qi Xiaoyang was disappointed, but still asked in Huaxia.

"Although my parents are from Huaxia, I grew up here, so I should no longer be Chinese. Please tell me something, I'm busy!" Lilac was visibly impatient, looking at her watch as she spoke.

Qi Xiaoyang had to say in Mandarin: "Actually, it's nothing, I just want to ask if you can give me a drip, the effect will come quickly, and can you help me hire a Huaxia nurse, I can give me more salary." ”

"I don't understand why you Huaxia people like to take intravenous drips, they will not be used if it is not very necessary in our place, the use of antibiotics is also strictly controlled, this is responsible for you, you can ask for your own requirements, I can also arrange for you; The disdain in Lilac Jade's eyes was even more obvious.

"Okay, I won't bother you. Qi Xiaoyang didn't want to talk to her anymore, where did he think that this was originally to seek help from his compatriots, but he just laid the root of his own troubles and almost lost his life.