Lin Shuoyang couldn't help laughing when he looked at the security guard.

This is too exaggerated, are you wearing chemical protective clothing?

"I'm here to stay in a hotel. Why? Don't you stay there?" Lin Shuoyang asked.

"It's an extraordinary time to go back, and all hotels are closed," said the security guard.

“All hotels are closed?”

Lin Shuoyang frowned slightly.

It seems that my previous idea was wrong. If it were just the flu, I wouldn’t be like this.

"Then let me ask, where can you live here? It's already very late, so I'll stay for one night and leave tomorrow morning." Lin Shuoyang said.

"Are you... from another place?" asked the security guard.

Lin Shuoyang nodded: "That's right, I came from Kyoto."

"Then you go to the third block, where a new Shuangmu hotel was opened not long ago. Maybe they will let you stay."

As he said that, the security guard closed the hotel gate.

"I've been turned away again!"

Lin Shuoyang said with a wry smile.

I have been treated like this countless times, but the final result must be the other party pays the price.

But this time, Lin Shuoyang chose to compromise. After all, depending on the situation, what the security guard said was true. This small town seemed to be in danger.

"Shuangmu Hotel? It seems that you can only go there and try your luck."

Lin Shuoyang turned his head, drove back toward the third block.

After passing through a street, suddenly, there seemed to be more people on the street.

Lin Shuoyang was a little curious. These people seemed to be walking towards a place with rapid steps.

Here, everyone wears a mask. Although there are many people, people are consciously separated by a certain distance.

Among these people, Lin Shuoyang quickly discovered the middle-aged uncle just now.

"Ling Chenzi?"

Lin Shuoyang remembered the person mentioned by this uncle before.

"I want to see what abilities this Taoist priest named Ling Chenzi has."

Thinking of this, Lin Shuoyang parked the car and followed the people.

At the end of the street, there is a pharmacy shop.

It is called a medicine shop, but it is just a small shop built with simple tools.

Above the shop, a piece of yellowed rag was written with four big words: Hanging a pot to save the world.

An old man wearing Taoist uniform and goatee, with a thin figure, sat in the middle with a whisk on his hand.

There was already a long queue at the entrance of the store, but the old man just closed his eyes slightly, his expression was calm, and he looked quite a bit stubborn.

After about five minutes, the crowd below gradually became a little anxious.

The old man looked up at the sky, then subconsciously stretched out his left hand and looked at his wrist, then he spoke, "The time has come, unboxing and giving medicine!"

When he heard this, the people queuing down there were very excited.

However, Lin Shuoyang, who had been observing the other side, became interested in this Lingchenzi.

"Vacheron Constantin on his wrist is still a commemorative model. This old man is quite rich!"

At this time, the old Taoist Ling Chenzi became the busiest person on the scene.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, one pill costs 3,000 yuan, buy two and get one free, come one by one!" The old Taoist said, shouting: "Guben Pills, Guben Peiyuan, resist the plague, and cure the disease. Take one pill and you will have no worries for the rest of your life!"

"Give me two!"

"I want five!"

...

The people in the audience used it to buy it, and the old Taoist was so happy that he couldn't stop talking.

At this moment, a young man in a shirt and glasses yelled: "Don't be fooled, this old man is a liar!"

When everyone heard this, they turned around.

The young man had a fire in his eyes and came directly to the audience and pointed at Ling Chenzi and said, "You liar, I bought four Guben pills from you the day before yesterday. Today, my father died of illness and breathing poorly."

After saying that, he said to everyone: "Don't believe it, this pill has no effect at all!"

When everyone heard this, they immediately hesitated.

They looked at the old Taoist and waited for an explanation.

Ling Chenzi had a calm face and immediately said, "Who is actually talking wildly here!"

"Fuck, you liar, our family has been hurt by you!"

The young man's eyes were filled with anger, and suddenly, he pulled out a kitchen knife from his waist.

"I want to make you lose your life today!"

As he said that, he rushed over.

Everyone was shocked and panicked, and they made way for a path.

The young man held a kitchen knife in his hand and was about to chop at Ling Chenzi.

"Ha, ignorant child!" Ling Chenzi said contemptuously.

In an instant, a ball of flame turned on his fingers.

Lin Shuoyang's eyes lit up in the distance.

This old Taoist is actually a powerful person in the realm of transformation?

"go!"

The flame was thrown directly at the young man. For a moment, the young man's body was ignited by the fire and his whole body became distorted.

Everyone was shocked, why did a fire appear?

Have they ever seen such a method? They immediately felt that Ling Chenzi was really not an mortal, but a truly enlightened master.

"Don't worry, this son's mind has been damaged and he is possessed by a demon, so he has just talked nonsense." Ling Chenzi said lightly.

"But master, if this continues, he will be burned to death."

One person from the audience said.

At this time, all the clothes on the young man had been burned, his body twisted in pain, and he ran wildly towards the water tank at the door of a shop.

Ling Chenzi smiled treacherously and said to himself: Damn it, you almost destroyed my good thing. How could the fire I transformed into can be extinguished by ordinary water?

Sure enough, after the man jumped into the water tank, the fire on his body was still burning.

This made the people who had already been relieved feel upset again, and at the same time, they also found this matter unbelievable.

Seeing that it was almost the same, Ling Chenzi stepped down and said loudly: "The fire I released is called the fire of justice. Now, the vicious aura in his body has been dispersed. Since that is the case, I will collect the flames. From now on, he will not be talking nonsense."

"Please take action quickly!"

A person below the stage shouted, and everyone responded.

The Taoist priest smiled slightly. Today's incident has helped him a lot. From now on, people here will regard him as a god. No matter what they say, these people can only believe it.

As for this young man who was scorched by the fire, even if the fire was extinguished, he was still dying and had no strength to speak, so he naturally would not be talking nonsense.

"Okay, since that's the case, I'll take back the divine fire."

As he said that, he stretched out his palm.

This ball of fire was originally transformed by him, and it is natural to retake it back.

At this moment, a black shadow flashed and came to the center.
Chapter completed!