ps: The previous hair was blocked, and it was changed to a re-post.

If the previous one is released, I will delete it.

"Alas, the epidemic is about to start, and I don't know how many people will die."

In front of him, a black shadow covered the light in front of Zhang Huaisheng's eyes, and the door of the person's head shone brightly in the sun.

Wearing a hundred monk's robes, he carried a badly worn Zen staff and looked compassionate.

He withdrew his gaze from the newspaper in Zhang Huaisheng's hand.

"Monk?"

This is the first time Zhang Huaisheng has seen a monk.

And the other party's eyes are shining, with a look of indifference, seeing through the world's transcendent temperament, just by this appearance, it feels like he is not an ordinary person.

The Transcendent?

Zhang Huaisheng frowned, among the nine righteous gods, he was only left with a "monk" who had never met it.

Could it be that we are going to make it all together today?

Zhang Huaisheng asked: "The epidemic you are talking about, but the flu in the Citigroup newspaper?" ”

He suspected that this plague in Kansas was actually the terrible Spanish flu in his previous life.

"You're... East Chinese? ”

The monk was stunned, as if he didn't expect that the person in front of him could actually speak Chinese with a straight and round tone.

Zhang Huai usually fine-tuned his appearance for convenience, and if you don't look carefully, it is difficult to tell that he is a Donghua Chinese.

"Yes, with the pandemic, I am afraid that the whole world will be affected, and I don't know how many innocent people will die, I am afraid that the protracted war on the European continent may not be able to compare."

The monk sighed lightly.

Then, he changed his words: "Donor, don't worry about the epidemic first, I see that your Yin Tang is black, I'm afraid you have just walked out of some Jedi with deep yin qi, if you don't get rid of this yin qi on your body, you will be seriously ill at least, and I am afraid that your life will not be guaranteed." ”

Yin Qi?

Could it be that there is some alien spirituality tainted with the Masters Club?

"Did the master teach me?"

Zhang Huaisheng was slightly stunned, this person seemed to really have something.

"I have a string of jewels enshrined in Wutai Mountain here, which is the treasure of my master's inheritance, you and I can be regarded as old acquaintances in other places, and we can solve disasters for you."

As he spoke, the monk took out a string of beads.

The appearance is true, and it is said that it is made of glass dyeing, and I'm afraid no one will believe it.

Zhang Huaisheng said with a little amusement: "Dare to ask the master how much money it costs to endure the pain of love." ”

"Donor, it's cheesy, we monks don't mention money."

The monk looked like a master, and for a while, Zhang Huaisheng even really had a hint of the illusion that he had misunderstood him.

"The master wants to give me a free gift?"

"Of course it's given to you, but it's free for you, the poor monk is afraid that your fortune is shallow and can't bear it, my Buddhism pays attention to one word - fate."

He showed a mouthful of big white teeth and said happily: "So, just give the poor monk some silver dollars." ”

The smile on Zhang Huaisheng's face quickly faded, and sure enough, it was a fellow countryman who saw a fellow countryman, and you were in tears: "Since the master is a cultivator, it is better to come to this Xiyi land, it is better to pit foreigners, why bother to catch compatriots and gather wool?" ”

This monk should be a low-order transcendent, and he can see that there is something wrong with him, but he can see it only to a limited extent.

He fought with demons yesterday, and today he has close contact with a mid-sequence master, and it is normal for him to be contaminated with some alien spirits.

The monk was stunned, and the string of beads handed out in his hand froze.

"What do you mean by this?"

"It's literal."

Zhang Huaisheng snorted coldly, turned around and was about to leave.

"Donor, the poor monk didn't give you a damn, you just look at it and give some money, the poor monk is a kind person, never more... Hey, hey, if you're gone, you're going to be in trouble. ”

The monk was a little anxious, and reached out to put his hand on Zhang Huaisheng's shoulder.

The next moment.

Zhang Huaisheng ducked his hand and struck an elbow that made him retreat several steps.

He dusted off the non-existent dust on his shoulders and said coldly, "Don't move your hands and feet." ”

The monk was full of grievances: "It turned out to be a master, but I have no eyes, but I didn't pit you, this string of beads is indeed not a treasure inherited by a master, but it does have the effect of eliminating disasters and relieving misfortunes." ”

"Do business, who doesn't brag about it?"

"If I honestly say that I found the machine myself, chanted sutras and prayed in batches, and gave it to the car, how much more could I sell it for?"

The monk was full of grievances and turned into a sentence: "This monk also has to eat." ”

Zhang Huaisheng was a little speechless: "You... That's true. I just want to advise you, when you go out, if you can help your compatriots, you can take a hand. ”

"It is already difficult for Donghua people to live in this Citigroup country, and if they can help them, they will help them."

The monk was even more aggrieved: "God is pitiful, the monk and I did this, according to what you say, it seems that the poor monk has really become a snakehead and a human trafficker." ”

Zhang Huaisheng was slightly stunned, nodded and said, "Okay, even if I misunderstood you." ”

"Monk, I still have something to do, let's say goodbye."

Zhang Huaisheng clenched his fists, and the monk clasped his hands together: "Donor take care." ”

The monk looked at Zhang Huaisheng's distant back, full of sorrow.

This sales pitch failed, and it almost made people think of them as liars.

"At the beginning, I saw that the steam church of Naxiyi was spreading widely in my Donghua, but I should also spread the gospel of my Buddha to this barbarian land."

"Who would have thought that this missionary matter would be so difficult... Alas, it is also in line with the bad luck of this group of foreign devils, and they are not blessed to receive my Buddhist teachings. ”

…

On the other side, Zhang Huaisheng held the newspaper and walked forward quickly.

It feels good to meet someone in a foreign country.

Speaking of the "silver dollar" in the monk's mouth, it is still the currency issued by the currency reform presided over by the original owner's father.

After the New Deal was repealed, it was still being issued.

As for why it is suspected that this American flu is the Spanish flu in Zhang Huaisheng's previous life.

Purely because, despite its name "Spain", it is generally believed that it originated in the United States and that it was Kansas.

The reason why it is named the Spanish flu is purely because the Spaniards are sincere, and when others report good news but not bad news, it stands up and reports it.

yes, the flu basin is deducted.

In fact, according to the place of origin, it is most appropriate to call it the American flu.

However, it is also understandable that the United States has a "former" conviction for engaging in a birth crisis and then dumping the blame on others.

But in a previous life, the flu broke out near the end of World War I.

This pandemic has caused more than 20 million deaths in history, but it is important to know that it was a war year and many places were in turmoil, and even if the actual death toll doubled, it was not uncommon.

Back at Iris Street, Zhang Huaisheng immediately told McCarney about it.

If this flu is a natural disaster, it would be fine.

If it is a man-made disaster, if it can be eliminated in advance or prevented, millions of lives can be saved invisibly.

"If it's really like you said, a great plague is coming, I'm afraid even we can't stay in Boston anymore, and the transcendents of the path of calamity, in the face of the plague, are often yellow mud falling into the crotch of their pants, and they can't explain it at all. But now it's no longer the dark Middle Ages. ”

"It's not going to be burned at the stake."

During the Black Death, the Transcendents of the Calamity Path suffered a Great Purge, and several witch hunts organized by the Orthodox Church affected many of the Transcendents of the Calamity Path.

Moreover, they are not all innocent, and many of them are really contributing to the Black Death, to increase their own playfulness progress, or to craft plague weapons.

It was also from that time that the Order of Calamity went into decline.

"Mr. McCartney, is there no cure or prevention?"

"Zhang, you have to know, this is just a guess on your part."

McCartney's expression was a little complicated: "Moreover, the Church is now too busy to take care of itself, and it does not have the strength to go to Kansas to investigate. ”