Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live while preaching to animals

Chapter 540

Lao Dao slowly raised his head, his face bitter.

In his eyes, the sky seemed to glow with a yellow-green pestilence.

Cheng Fan and the others looked at him vigilantly.

After all, he is a dignified plague god, and he must be guarded against.

The leper head old Dao's divine sense spread into the air, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes instantly became dim.

Everything they say ... It's all true.

How did it turn out like this?"

The old dragon said coldly.

"I'm sorry, it seems that things are beyond my power..."Lao

Dao said bitterly with a disillusioned face.

"What do you mean by that?

!" The old dragon's face changed greatly, his body flashed, he grabbed Lao Dao's collar, and shouted urgently:

"My grandson Long is still sick! So many people are still sick! Almost dying, what do you mean by this guy who caused the plague!"

In just a dozen hours, the plague could spread to such a large area.

"Based on past experience, even if it is not controlled, it will take at least 10 days to spread to the whole county. But now... But it's almost all over China!

" "Nonsense!"

the old dragon was almost roaring.

"What you said is the old yellow calendar hundreds of years ago

!" "Now the fastest means of transportation in the world is faster than Ben Long's full flight speed!" "

It only takes three hours to cross the whole of China

!" "How can I deal with it! Hurry up and call me back!" Old

Dao was so roared by the old dragon that his ears were about to become deaf, and his brows were tightly wrinkled into a Sichuan character.

After thinking about it for a long time, he finally shook his head with a bitter face.

"The scope is too large, and we have never experienced such a large-scale plague.

"In the past, it was at most all over a few states, and we were in charge of each state, and we could barely control it, but now it's the whole of China..."

......

Meanwhile.

The upper realm and the drunken capital have also become a pot of porridge.

The entire plague department was called to the Criticism Fighting Conference.

When the boss of the plague department learns that it was his own people who have done such a big thing.

The blue one had the same face as Avatar, and suddenly turned green.

The whole plague was trained to bow their heads in shame, and they had no face to see people.

It was already a near-transparent department in the upper realm, but suddenly it became famous again.

It's just that this time he became famous, but it was a notoriety, and now all the immortals in the upper realm don't look down on these plague gods who don't do their jobs.

Even the dogs shake their heads when they see them and spit on them.

And under the human realm, the Xudu City of the underworld has accepted a large number of dead souls at once, and the ghost chamen is almost overwhelmed.

In the past, I could go to the human world with the chains and look at the lights.

Nowadays, all the ghosts have become hearse drivers full-time, driving public hearses No. 4, 14, 40 and 404, constantly going back and forth between the human world and the capital city.

In order to save time on the road, when the new drivers were urgently trained, the teaching film "Initial D" was played on a continuous loop.

Lord Yan Jun asked all the ghosts to become veteran drivers, to be fast and steady, to be on par with Takuhae-san, and to master superb skills such as hearse drifting and drain bending.

Except for the war period, it was the first time that Yudu had encountered such a busy time.

Not to mention the ghosts below, even the Yin Gods such as Chenghuang and Yan Jun were so busy that they barely touched the ground.

The city was even more chaotic, and the countless souls were almost unable to manage.

In the end, Lord Yan Jun simply gave up humanized management and began to intervene forcibly, otherwise the souls would be disobedient and would be very troublesome.

According to the gossip from Judge Cui, Lord Yan Jun has recently put the matter of opening up the satellite city of Xudu No. 1 on the agenda, which will greatly liberate the pressure of the ghost mouth of Xudu City.

In addition, the official of the capital is absorbing a large number of souls who have stayed in the city for a period of time, and the souls who are waiting in line to be reincarnated have become temporary ghosts.

Similar to temporary workers, no, volunteers to be exact, because the official does not pay any allowances.

The only advantage is that pets such as cats and dogs can be preferred when reincarnated, and the opportunity to cut 10,000 people in the queue is obtained.

Even so, every ghost flocks to it, for fear that it won't be able to choose itself.

In the Yin God system, Yan Jun and Chenghuang also received a letter of help from Cheng Fan.

Yan Jun expressed a deep regret and politely refused, saying that he could not help.

Cheng Fan understood this, after all, he was the Lord of Yama, and only dead people could see him.

Chenghuang was also helpless, he could only arrange the patients to his Chenghuang Temple, and he couldn't do anything more.

That's not their job.

And Cheng Fan is counting on this plague god.

At this time, he shook his head decadently, and said with a wry smile that he couldn't do it.

It's not that he won't.

Concubine, no, the old man really can't do it!

He is a professional in poisoning, and he can save people...

Cheng Fan's face darkened, this guy is a typical killer and no matter how buried.

"How far can you go?" replied

honestly, "I can absorb the plague at most in one state."

"Without the plague, although the disease cannot be relieved, it will not spread any further.

Cheng Fan frowned and asked him, "You mean, if you can suck all the distemper away, then the disease can be controlled?" "

Uh, probably, at least it won't be infected again."

"If someone takes you, can they absorb all the plague in Huaxia?"

"Yes, my guy can also absorb a lot of plague." As he

spoke, Lao Dao lifted his robe, revealing a gourd with a yellow-green aura on his waist.

"In fact, there is another way, if there is enough miasma clearing pill, turn it into rain and mist, and sprinkle it on the world. It can also quickly sweep away the plague and relieve the symptoms.

Cheng Fan let out a long breath when he heard this, and said, "Why didn't you say it earlier? I will refine this elixir."

Lao Dao shook his head and said with a wry smile

: "It's just that although this kind of pill is simple, but the success rate is not high, there are only a few pieces in one furnace, how can

you take care of the whole of Lang Huaxia?" As soon as the words fell, he saw Cheng Fan take out a bulging bag, take out a pill from it, and said in a hurried tone:

"Take a look, this pill is feasible?"

Lao Dao suspiciously picked up the pill in Cheng Fan's hand, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it.

An extremely clear breath soaked into his nasal cavity, and even the distemper qi in his body involuntarily weakened by three points.

"Good Dan! This Dan can clear the plague and soothe the symptoms. Alas, if there were more such elixirs, then the people of China would be saved. "

It's a pity that there is only one pill. Even if it is crumpled and turned into rain and mist, it can only cover a county..."