Chapter 51： Black Lotus Sect! Holy water!

Chapter 51 Black Lotus Sect! Holy water!

But this has nothing to do with Su Changkong, and he will naturally not come to the door to ask questions without interest.

"Go to Shenzhuang."

Withdrew his gaze, Su Changkong set off and continued to Shenzhuang.

"Master Wen!"

Shenzhuang's entrance, as usual, was guarded by the disciples of Shenzhuang. Seeing Su Changkong in black approaching, he immediately greeted him respectfully.

Su Changkong has been visiting Shenzhuang frequently during this period of time. The disciples of Shenzhuang know him well. Knowing that this is a big customer of Shenzhuang, they naturally have to treat him respectfully.

"Well, is Master Liu there?"

Su Changkong nodded slightly and asked.

"Come in, I'll go notify the owner right away."

Shenzhuang disciples hurriedly invited Su Changkong to be a guest inside.

At the invitation of the disciples of the village, Su Changkong entered a reception hall of the village, sat down on a chair, and waited quietly.

After about a cup of tea, Liu Feng with a beard and an old-fashioned face entered the living room.

Liu Feng said apologetically: "Brother Wen, there is a delay, sorry!"

Su Changkong shook his head, and then said: "Master Liu, it's the old rules, I want to buy those herbs."

There was a hint of embarrassment on Liu Feng's face: "Brother Wen, there are medicinal herbs... But in terms of price, I'm afraid I can't give you a discount like before, you get 10 taels of silver..."

"Um?"

Hearing this, Su Changkong frowned slightly.

The medicinal materials of Yiqi San were purchased from Shenzhuang, and the price was relatively expensive. It was 8 taels of silver per pair. It has always been at this price, but Liu Feng now says that a pair of them costs 10 taels of silver?

Liu Feng explained: "Recently, there have been a series of illnesses in various parts of Qingshui City. It is suspected of plague. The prices of various medicinal materials have skyrocketed, and the cost of taking medicines in our Shenzhuang has also skyrocketed..."

Liu Feng's explanation surprised Su Changkong: "Plague?"

This inevitably reminds Su Changkong of what happened in the Heitie Villa some time ago. Several people contracted the disease and died. After investigation by Su Changkong and others, it was found that the root cause was that the water source was poisoned.

Originally, Su Changkong thought that someone was deliberately targeting the Black Iron Villa, but now he learned from Liu Feng that there are diseases all over Qingshui City, like a plague outbreak!

There was a sudden movement in Su Changkong's heart, this plague seems to be man-made, and someone is pushing it behind the scenes!

Including the incident of being poisoned in the Black Iron Pond, it was not someone who targeted the Black Iron Villa, but similar things happened all over Qingshui City!

"Who did this? It's so crazy?" Su Changkong couldn't help but feel a little horrified. Someone deliberately poisoned the water source to spread the plague and the source of disease. This undoubtedly requires huge energy, and its purpose is also incomprehensible. This is completely harmful Not good for yourself!

"Brother Wen, 10 taels of silver each... In fact, the discount is already included, we can't make much money at all..." Liu Feng's apologetic voice awakened Su Changkong.

"Then ten taels of silver." Su Changkong came back to his senses and didn't bother to worry about the two taels that had risen.

In the end, Su Changkong paid 600 taels of silver to buy enough Qi San for two months.

With these medicinal materials, Su Changkong walked out of Shenzhuang under the presence of Liu Feng, a little worried.

"Clang clang clang!"

Walking on the streets of Caishen Town, Su Changkong heard the loud sounds of gongs and drums in the distance.

The doors that were originally closed were also opened, and the residents were full of joy.

"Master Watanabe is here!"

"Quick... get some holy water!"

These residents all held pots and pans and walked towards the sound of gongs and drums.

Su Changkong frowned when he saw this scene.

"Master Watanabe? What character is this?"

Su Changkong couldn't help but wonder. He had never heard of such a number one person in the Qingshui City boundary. Seeing the frenzy of these residents, it seemed unusual.

"Go and see."

Out of curiosity, Su Changkong followed the crowd, heading for the sound of gongs and drums.

Not long after, in a wide square in Caishen Town, Su Changkong saw an astonishing scene.

Surrounded by moving heads, rubbing shoulders, most of the people in Caishen Town came to the scene.

On the high platform in the middle of the crowd, there was a group of monks wearing black monk robes, there were as many as four or five people.

One person in the middle is a kind-looking old monk with white eyebrows wearing a black cassock. Just looking at his appearance, he has a kind face and a kind-hearted look, and he looks like a master monk. The black cassock that can be worn makes him a little strange.

"This old monk... is not an ordinary monk." Su Changkong's eyes were slightly condensed. As a martial artist with a great body forging, Su Changkong has a keen sense of perception and can perceive that the old monk is extraordinary, not only him, but also several monks next to him. , All of them have bright eyes, strong bodies, and most of them have martial arts!

"Amitabha, the poor monk's dharma name is Duzhen. There is a haze of disease over the town of Caishen. The poor monk came here to practice methods to dispel the haze!"

The old monk folded his hands together, and his voice actually overshadowed the noisy voice, with a kind of sympathy and compassion.

As soon as these words came out, the scene became a little quieter. Now all parts of Qingshui City have personal illnesses, there are plague outbreaks, and there are many people who are sick and die, including Caishen Town, everyone is in danger. Let people's hearts rise a hope.

"Master! Please save my son, he is dying!"

At this time, a cry sounded, and a woman dressed as a civilian was holding a six or seven-year-old child and squeezed out of the crowd.

The child's face was pale, his eyes were tightly closed, and even his breathing was stagnant, and the woman was begging for her last breath.

"This female benefactor, don't panic, wait for the poor monk to see." The old monk Du Zhen had a kind face, came to the woman, and checked the child's condition.

"Holy water please!"

Cross the true way.

"Yes!"

A young monk standing next to him came with a beautiful porcelain vase with a willow stick inserted into the vase.

The old monk was holding a willow branch, and his posture calmly splashed little crystal water droplets, which fell on the child.

After a while, the dying child turned bloody, groaned, and opened his eyes!

"This..." This miraculous scene of returning from the dead made many people exclaim, and some people were skeptical.

"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!" The woman pulled the blank-faced child and kowtowed repeatedly to thank her.

"Master will sprinkle holy water, which can help people not to get sick and not fall into reincarnation!"

A monk in black shouted loudly, which pushed the atmosphere of the scene to a climax. Many people were holding pots and pans, preparing to catch the so-called holy water.

"This... isn't this a cult, a scam?" Su Changkong was taken aback by this scene, his expression strange.

Please ask for a favor, and then pretend to be a ghost. This kind of thing is not uncommon on Blue Star, but in this era when information is blocked and many people don’t even know a big character, they can indeed deceive a lot of people!

"Damn...these **** are playing tricks again!"

At this moment, the sensitive Su Changkong's ears moved slightly, and he heard a low cursing sound. He turned back slightly and saw a few men in uniforms standing outside the crowd.

"Don't you just leave it alone? Let these **** and ignorant people be allowed to do so?" said a young catcher who was filled with righteous indignation.

"A Liu, don't worry about it! Most of these people are from the Black Lotus Sect. It's not that you and I can be offended by a small arrest!"

The other old catcher held his shoulders and said solemnly.

"Black Lotus Sect?" This moved Su Changkong, who was listening quietly.

(end of this chapter)