Chapter 1250, Chapter 554: Baoxiang Luohan

Tiguiti, asking Guiwen, but Tang Luo didn't have much hope for Lu Shaolin.

Because this requirement is really difficult for some people, after all, this water supply and drainage system was designed by Yunzu using half of the solidified little spirit world, and some of the methods are methods that can only be used by the king.

To Lu Shaolin, I just hope that through the face of the Shaolin Grandmaster, he can draw out the background of Yulinzhai. Maybe only Wang Jing can help the building.

But what I didn't expect was that after listening to Gouchen's statement, Lu Shaolin had a bright eye and was overjoyed: "So, as long as the evolution system is repaired, the plague can be eradicated?"

"Well"

Tang Luo, who didn’t understand where Lu Shaolin came from, still patiently replied: "It has cut off the biggest source of transmission, but the number of people infected by Chaochang is increasing day by day, and the mode of transmission is also increasing. So how to save the affected patients? It is the key to the future."

"So, Benzong knows!"

Lu Shaolin explained to Gouchen: "At that time, in order to invite this sect to set up a large array, Xiang did not hesitate to use the design drawings of the water supply and drainage system as a reward. After two years of comprehension, this sect already knew the water supply and drainage system of Chaochang well. The purification system can be repaired in two days at most!"

"So please ask Grandmaster Shaolin."

Gou Chen nodded earnestly and said: "In the past two days, I will work with Master Guhan to build a quarantine area in Xiacheng to control the spread of the disease as much as possible."

Lu Shaolin nodded, and then looked at Gou Chen and Gu Han again, before turning away with a certain inexplicable expression.

Gu Han, who thought he was dead, looked at Gou Chen and forced Wang Chang back with a few words, and convinced Lu Shaolin that he felt unreal: "They left like this?"

"Otherwise?" Tang Luo said indifferently: "There are not only **** like An's who just want to consolidate their power, but also some conscientious and decent sects. Compared with the smelly feet of the holy land, naturally It’s more important to save the world."

"Then should we leave?"

Gu Han asked Tang Luo: "Wang Chang will not give up, but with the speed of the superintendent's intelligence transmission, it will not be long before they will pass the news back to the Hanging City and stay in Chaochang. I am afraid there will be problems. !"

"You make sense."

Tang Luo hesitated: "But if we evacuate right now, the civilians in Xiacheng will lose their backbone. Let's stay for two more days! When the isolation zone is established and the matter is clear, we will leave Chaochang."

"Well"

The corpse monk Shang Guhan has all the omissions and is the most keen on the danger prediction, but this time is different from the past, in a chaotic heavenly secret, even the magical powers are not sensitive.

So he didn't know whether it was a right or wrong decision to stay for another two days. After struggling for a while, he still followed his original message: "Then stay for another two days!"

Nowadays, the plague control of the people in Xiacheng area mainly relies on Guhan’s 500 corpses and Yanshan’s Cihang Baoguang. These two people are the main force in the main force. If you leave either, the situation in Xiacheng District will be difficult to maintain. Crash.

The corpse monk who has awakened the white eyes between his eyebrows is now clear in his Zen mind, so naturally he will not evade responsibility at this time.

Anyway, it was only two days, it shouldn't matter. Guhan comforted himself like this, while communicating with Tang Luo about the division of the quarantine area, and then moved separately.

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Why is Chaochang plague terrible

In the eyes of ordinary people, infection is really hard to understand, and isolation is even more humiliating to them.

People affected by the epidemic become extremely sensitive and irritable because of their weakness, and the first thing they hurt is the people around them.

In a family of five, once any one person is infected, all five of them will become sick.

While adults can sustain the epidemic for three to five days, children often can't afford to suffer from the pain in one or two days.

Therefore, in each isolation area of ​​Xiacheng, you can see men and women holding children who have lost consciousness everywhere.

They knelt in front of the isolation belt and prayed to the doctors inside to save their children, but most of the time, the only response they got was a cold rejection.

Because of the shortage of herbs and the deep poisoning, the limited resources will naturally be used to save the living.

For example, some young people who have just contracted a disease, and some warriors with a foundation in martial arts, in this natural disaster, the elderly and children have naturally become the bottom of the vulnerable group.

Look at the rickety corpses on the street. They are either virgins or virgins in old age. The lively streets in the past are now only wailing.

And in this boundless darkness, there is also a sun named Cihang Pudu, who is not stingy with his own light, and wants to save everyone.

But this is an unrealistic dream after all, Yanshan has forgotten that this is the first time that his spiritual power has been exhausted.

Whenever he sits down to adjust his breath and then stands up again, there will be more people around him. He can no longer see the end of the crowd, but he can see the desire in the eyes of these people.

They want to live, they just want to live.

Those people who humbled in front of them chanted not the Dharma, but the light of living people.

In front of this survival instinct, good and evil seem a little trivial.

Yanshan finally understood why the 80,000 scriptures of the Buddha Kingdom only seek to help oneself and not others.

The enlightened Buddha developed goodness and decided to proclaim the Arahant today.

"The sun shines three thousand, and there will be a day of silence."

The handsome monk smiled brightly: "It turns out that to cross oneself is to cross oneself!"

In the first step, the lotus gave birth to three thousand, and in the second step, the Sanskrit tone sang loudly.

I saw a golden-colored treasure-like Arhat leaping out of his own heart and turning into a ten-zhang big Buddha, sitting on the cloud platform, shed the boundless love of compassion and Pudu light, and cut off the disease on the people.

Seeing this precious image Arhat appearing, Gu Han, who was fighting the epidemic in Nancheng, burst into tears.

Tang Luo, who was meeting with Baihu Qixu, also saw the Arhat sitting on the cloud head, and couldn't help frowning.

"What a treasure-shaped arhat, with white eyelashes between the eyebrows like a king of cows, his eyes are cyan, his upper body is straight like a lion, and his body is golden and brighter. Although he is an Arahant, he is afraid that he is even the golden body of the ten Bodhisattva. Can't compare to it!"

Tang Baichuan, wearing a Kuisu mask, looked at the golden Arhat in the clouds and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Pity"

Tang Luo sighed, then turned his head and asked everyone: "I don't know how the situation of the Nangang clan is. Is it affected by the plague?"

"Do not worry."

Tang Baichuan said to Tang Luo, "Tang Yao is still very capable. The outbreak of the plague intercepted several sources of living water as soon as possible. At the moment, Nangang has the most clean water in the outer city!"

"It's you, the patriarch said, Gouchen's identity can no longer be used for the time being. Today you will leave Chaochang with us."

(End of this chapter)