Today's sky is a little more gloomy than yesterday, and the gray sky seems to have some kind of disease, and it has become more and more gloomy.

"Sassy ......"

The cold wind and some damp moisture disturbed the branches and leaves of the trees that were a little wilted.

Then blowing on the bank of the Wang'an River, the pedestrians passing by on the street make people a little sticky and uncomfortable.

Jing Chen was still sitting in his old position, behind the stall, and before, the reptiles from the Abnormal Adjustment Bureau had come to him again, asking for confirmation of the 'Filth and Pestilence' and 'Doom Domination'.

Jing Chen also told the Anomalies Bureau about the time when the 'Filth and Plague' and the 'Doom Master' would come when they would see in the future.

Some time had passed now, from early morning to afternoon, and there were only more than two days left before the 'filth and pestilence' came.

Looking at the streets in front of him and the buildings in Wang'an City that could be seen in the distance, Jing Chen's eyes were a little distracted.

He was thinking about what he could do, and he was also thinking about the desperate situation facing the Anomaly.

Although he has no fear of the coming of the end, the end of the end,

But he still didn't really want that moment to come, that is...... It's weird and boring.

I still want to think that at least for now, such a world can continue to be maintained.

However, there doesn't seem to be much he can do, to prevent the 'Filth and Pestilence', the 'Doom Master', and the 'Death' that follows, and finally the 'End'?

Jing Chen didn't think of any way.

Perhaps it could be like the Lord of flesh and blood, the Mother of Life, before the coming,

When peeking into the future, 'take a handful'?

It's like fishing out a bead of blood from that blood-colored world, like pulling out a tentacle from the monster world of the mother of life.

Even now, Jing Chen is not very clear, and does not understand the whole process and reasons.

But usefulness is basically certain - it has been practiced in the Lord of Flesh and the Mother of Life.

Maybe it can help the Anomalies weaken the existence and power of some of the 'Filth and Pestilence' and the 'Lord of Doom'?

As for the rest...... It doesn't seem like there's much that can be done.

Jing Chen turned his gaze and looked at the street in the distance again,

In the gray and humid weather, the air doesn't seem to be very clean.

I don't know if it's the weather, but there are many fewer pedestrians passing on the streets than before.

Figures were sparse, and most of the passers-by hurried past the curb, with their heads bowed and their clothes tightly wrapped.

Near the bridge in the distance, there is also a sanitation worker, holding a long broom, sweeping dead leaves along the way,

It's just that the sweep is sweeping, and another gust of wind comes, and it blows away a little.

Then he took a few breaths, and the sanitation paused, and looked up at the tree that was still shaking down its yellowish leaves,

Then he staggered and moved his feet, and sat down on the steps by the side of the road with a broomstick.

On the steps on the side of the road, there is also some mud that seems to be left behind by passers-by when it rained before, like filth in a stinking ditch.

The sanitation worker accidentally sat down, turned his head and looked, but did not get up again to change places.

It's just that his lips are a little pale and dry, and he is panting heavily.

He was really tired, and he had only traveled so far, but he felt that all his strength had been drained.

Are you old?

Seeing that it was finally swept up, the swept leaves were blown open again,

He was really a little deflated, and then he tilted his head and looked at the deciduous trees, panting and a little distracted.

This way

Jing Chen glanced at the street, then turned his head and looked at Old Man Hong's stall,

Old man Hong's fortune-telling booth is still immovable by wind and thunder.

It seems that every time Jing Chen is here, he can also see this agent of destiny.

In front of Old Man Hong's stall, the queue was still so long, and it was not affected by the sparse crowds on the street.

It's just that in the queue, there are more and more people who are seriously ill and weak when they look at it than before.

When they are near the end of their fate, they come to seek the guidance of fate,

And Old Man Hong gave the same, similar reassurance most of the time.

"Master Hong...... I really, really can't die. My children are only seven or eight years old, and my parents are older...... My family depends on me to earn money......"

"Please, Master Hong, please save me...... Show me the way. ”

At this time, one of the guests received by Old Man Hong was a dusty worker wearing construction site clothes.

With red eyes, a pale complexion, and an inferior plastic helmet in his hand, he was blown through a hole,

A hole was also smashed on the head, and through the hole, you could see the inside of the skull, red and white, and something similar to a mixed clod of earth, with a small section of steel bar.

According to this injury, he should have died a long time ago, but there seemed to be a strange force supporting him, and no one around him seemed to feel that something was wrong, and he was still pleading with Old Man Hong at the moment.

Old man Hong looked at this person's appearance, paused, reached out and patted the worker's shoulder, then put his hand on his shoulder, and said gently,

"Fate will give the best arrangement......"

"Your destiny has come to an end...... Everything is the best arrangement of the Lord. ”

"Master Hong, I beg you...... Please, help me...... I really, really can't die......"

The man stretched out his hand and grabbed Old Man Hong's hand tightly, begging again.

Old man Hong just gently repeated something similar,

"Everything is arranged by the best of fate......"

"Everything is ......"

The worker's eyes also flickered, and he repeated the words of Old Man Hong,

muttered in his mouth, and then slowly lowered his head,

As if he had figured out something, he stood up a little dejected,

Like a walking corpse, follow the path you came from, and walk back little by little.

“…… Master Hong. ”

Immediately following another believer of fate, sat down eagerly, asking for the guidance of fate.

……

Here, Jing Chen peeped at those who were sick or injured, or who were normal,

After a pause, Jing Chen's flesh and blood abilities spread towards those people.

"Master Hong, I ......"

The man who sat down was about to speak, but then he stopped.

Jing Chen's flesh and blood ability directly acted on his body.

On the surface of this person's body, there is no major change, only a slight redness.

The originally pale face had some blood,

Then he followed closely, and he couldn't help but clench his heart with his hand and frown.

"What's wrong......

Next to him was probably his wife, seeing his appearance, he hurriedly lowered his body and cared,

Just followed by the flesh and blood ability acting on her at the same time, and she also paused.

With Jing Chen's flesh and blood ability, he can probably get rid of some diseases above the flesh and blood.

The person sitting there probably had a heart problem, so the previous heart turned into blood and then annihilated, and then a heart grew back in the chest.

"Ahem......"

coughed twice a little uncomfortably, and the man's eyes flickered,

Then he touched and felt his strong heartbeat, and stood up in a daze,

"I'm like, okay......"

At the same time, in front of Old Man Hong's stall, there was a long queue,

Everyone was overwhelmed by Jing Chen's flesh and blood ability.

If there is a problem with the internal organs of the liver and lungs, a new one will grow directly,

Looking weak, his face was bloody again.

The body was hit hard, and the flesh and blood squirmed directly, and it was quickly combined.

Under the influence of Jing Chen's flesh and blood ability, the flesh and blood of these people recovered in the blink of an eye.

But at the same time,

In Jing Chen's eyes, the white silk threads on these people's heads were also broken.

"Thank you, Master Hong...... Thank you, Master Hong, for your life...... Thank you, Lord......"

These recovered people felt their healthy bodies, and then attributed the reason for recovery to Old Man Hong and fate,

The grateful red eyes, each a little incoherent, wept, and thanked the old man Hong.

Old man Hong looked at these people, still with a gentle smile on his face.

After watching these people be grateful, they left one after another,

After another while, in front of Old Man Hong's stall, he began to line up again.

Jing Chen looked over there again, and then turned his gaze back.

On the other side,

There are some sanitation people who are resting on the roadside on the roadside.

The panting breath gradually subsided, he took another breath, paused, and slowly lowered his head,

Looking at his legs and feet, there were some doubts in his eyes.

After only sitting for a moment, he felt as if he had gained strength again.

moved his legs and feet slightly, and it didn't seem to be so sour.

He tried to get back to his feet, and after moving his legs and feet, there was more doubt in his eyes.

It seems that he is really old, he should have been tired just now, and he has a little strength after resting for a while.

His face was not as pale as before, and the sanitation took the broom again, sweeping the dead leaves along the way.

Looking at the dead leaves on the ground, the old man paused, then shook his head,

I didn't think much about it when I was tired before,

Now look, how could this street fall leaves at this time.

The trees along the street only begin to lose their leaves in the spring of each year.

At this point, the leaves are also falling, and it may be that these trees are also sick.

The old man picked up a few leaves in his hand, looked at them more, and then continued to sweep forward.

……

Here, Jing Chen looked at the street and paused.

His flesh power is enough to heal all flesh and blood diseases and wounds, but how far can his flesh power spread,

This whole street, or the entire urban area of Wang'an City, envelops the entire Wang'an City?

Even if it spreads from here to the capital, it doesn't seem to be enough......

Jing Chen turned his head and looked at a tree on the side of the road next to him.

The leaves on the trees were all withered and falling, but most of them were wilting as if they hadn't drunk water.

On the trunk of the tree, I don't know when there was still some gray mold, and between the mold, the bark and the core seemed to be a little rotten.

The rotten place is like some kind of filth.

Jing Chen looked at it, paused, and then raised his head and looked into the distance.

……

"Whoever is sick is a monster...... No matter what the disease is, you have to find out! ”

Joan was still walking outside, he didn't feel like he was taking risks as others said he was.

He just felt that there was no place that made him feel safe, so he kept changing places.

After passing through a town, he arrived in Katayama Village.

The natural scenery of the mountain village is not bad, there are mountains and forests in front and back, and there is a stream flowing through.

In the evening, although there are not many people on the village road, there are also houses that smoke and start to light up.

This kind of environment is that no one is approaching, but you can feel that there are people living nearby.

It is to make Qiu An relatively reassuring.

It's just that after he entered the village, after carefully observing it, he felt that the style of painting had changed abruptly.

So at this moment, he was extremely nervous, and he was cautious, and he shrank on the roof of a family in this village.

Lying on his stomach tightly, he seemed to be afraid that the people in the village would find him out and have some misunderstanding.

However, he still raised his head from time to time, nervous, and carefully looked at the situation in the village.

On the village road, there are indeed only a few people, just holding hoes and shovels and other sharp weapons.

There was some madness in his eyes, as if he had completely lost his mind, walking back and forth on the road, hysterical.

There were people in the lit rooms, but there were also some twisted, disgusting monsters.

The monsters were covered in filthy and festering wounds, pus dripping from their wounds, and their skin was full of moth-eaten holes, in which long worms drilled back and forth.

The surroundings around these monsters seemed to be filled with a miasma, and the walls were corroding and twisting.

Joan, as an experienced 'occultist', knows this kind of monster as a disease.

It should be the main source of the 'Filth and Pestilence' potion.

In this village, there are indeed houses that smoke from cooking, but not only with cooking smoke, but also with fire.

Some of the houses seemed to be on fire, like a pile of firewood that had been set up, burning with a raging fire.

Qiu An looked at the surrounding environment a little nervously, but he couldn't help but want to get closer to the place where the fire was burning.

He didn't think he was curious...... He was just a little uneasy about what was in there, and he really didn't feel at ease if he didn't look at it.

So he was on the roof, a little closer to the house that was burning on the other side.

From time to time, I glanced at some crazy figures on the village road.

Just by observing, he could see that there was something wrong with those people, as if they had been affected in some way and fell into a kind of madness.

As for those who shouted...... Qiu An felt that it was more like these people on the village road were sick.

“…… Are you sick too...... Otherwise, how could you want to hurt someone? ”

"You're sick......"

At this time, I suddenly heard the figures on the village road start talking to each other,

The cautious Joan shuddered, as if his thoughts just now were confirmed,

The crazy figures on the village roads fought by themselves.

Joan didn't go over, just kept looking, and at the same time approached the burning house.

When you get to the place,

Joan looked left and right, jumped down from a height,

Looking at the house that was still burning not far away, and then looking at the house, a figure lying on the ground on the side of the road.

On the ground is a dying old lady,

There was a quilt wrapped around him, as if he had been dragged out of the house.

At this moment, my eyes are full of tears, my eyes are cloudy, my eyes are half-squinted,

When he saw Joan, he shouted,

"Baby, run away, don't stay here, people here have hysteria......"

"Old lady, what's going on......"

Joan was vigilant, trembling all over, getting closer and closer.

"Baby, let's go......"

"Tell me what's going on here, or I'll not be at ease......"

“……”

“…… This winter was difficult, and the village began to die a few elderly people, a few terminally ill people, and one or two fell to their deaths. ”

"At first, it was fine, but when someone in the village suddenly fell seriously ill, the big guys helped to take them to the hospital......

】

"But inexplicably in the village, more and more people are dying, but it is not strange that they are dying, they are all old and sick...... But there are too many deaths......"

"And then suddenly one day it changed...... Some people in the village suddenly feel that if they are seriously ill, they are going to die, and if they die, they will continue to die......"

"And then they were all afraid of death...... And then someone goes crazy, and if they get seriously ill or are seriously injured by accident, they have to deal with it quickly......"

The old lady said weakly,

Joan approached the old lady little by little, listening with some excitement and nervousness in his eyes.

And after the old lady approached Joan, the voice she was talking suddenly stopped.

"Say...... And then ......"

Qiu An urged eagerly, and he didn't seem to see the old lady's faint gaze gradually turning around.

"Baby...... You're sick too. ”

The old lady said suddenly, and then took out a kitchen knife from her futon,

He swung at Qiu An fiercely.

“…… Old lady, don't be like this, it's too scary......"

Joan kicked off the old lady's arm holding the knife, and then kicked the quilt covered by the old lady.

Under the quilt, the old lady only had her upper body left with some human shapes, and her lower body had already changed and twisted into a monster.