Chapter 596 It’s not that simple
“How?”
As soon as he walked out of the refugee camp, Liang Guangchang couldn’t wait to pull Fu Qingzhou and Ning Wushu aside and lowered his voice: “You guys What did you find?”
“Of course.” Ning Wushu smiled slightly: “The nectar is not a miracle at all, but a made medicine... The incense burner in front of the Buddha statue was used to make the medicine. ."
Fu Qingzhou also nodded: "Many of the magic weapons placed in the tent have been used to process medicinal materials."
Liang Guangchang's eyes lit up.
But soon, he regained his composure: "But there was no trace of any medicine left in the tent..."
"Not surprising." Ning Wushu smiled: "Just a few drops Nectar, the refined medicine residue is buried in the soil or poured into the river, and no one knows. "
On this point, she and Fu Qingzhou thought exactly the same.
Liang Guangchang twirled his beard and nodded slightly, thoughtfully.
"What's important is where the next medicinal materials come from." Fu Qingzhou said softly: "Have they brought enough medicinal materials and hid them, or are new medicinal materials arriving every day?"
"Just check. I know." Ning Wushu smiled and said: "Division of labor?"
"Division of labor." Fu Qingzhou responded: "Sister Wu Shu, you go check whether they have hidden medicinal materials. Observe who has contacted them and whether it is possible to secretly give them the medicinal materials."
Liang Guangchang saw that they had divided the tasks in a few words, and he was not willing to be lonely, and said softly: "I... also want to help. ”
Fu Qingzhou glanced at him, thought for a moment and said: "In this case, Divine Doctor Liang, you will make the brown candies that Fa Tuo can't get rid of."
Liang Guangchang perked up: "What do you say?"< br>
"Just use your method of morally kidnapping him tonight."
Fu Qingzhou said with a evil smile: "Follow him closely, whether he is preaching or governing people, you will Follow him and say you want to see how he treats people. It doesn't matter even if he pretends to believe in the Eternal Buddha."
Liang Guangchang suddenly gave a high-five: "I understand! There is an old man who wants to practice. Naturally, medicine is not that convenient, and you always have to find reasons and excuses, and it is easier to reveal flaws. ”
"That's exactly the reason."
Fu Qingzhou smiled and said: "Miracle Doctor Liang, we can only rely on you."
We will do whatever we say, and the plan will be fixed, Fu Qingzhou and Ning will have nothing to do. It immediately started moving.
Ning Wushu turned back and wormed her way into the refugee camp. After walking a few steps, her demeanor and movements completely changed, turning into a hunched-over woman with a rickety cough and a face as pale as a vegetable. Suffer.
She staggered to the tents of the monks. Under the gaze of some refugees around her, she clasped her hands and bowed several times to the tent, uttered some blessing words, and then walked there. He naturally sat down beside the tent.
The surrounding refugees quickly looked away, and even the monks guarding outside the tent did not have any suspicion.
Obviously, the current Ning Wushu is a woman who is in awe of Bai E Nan Buddha, hopes to get closer to E Nan Buddha, and prays for health and safety.
Fu Qingzhou also infiltrated into the refugee camp, but he did not go to the monk's tent, but chose a location close to the main road.
Because... his first suspicion was the convoy delivering porridge.
Not long after these monks arrived, the motorcade came leisurely, delivered a lot of uncooked rice, and then left leisurely.
Even if they are not members of the Ernan Monk group, they must be partners who have a close relationship with them. It is very likely that the medicinal materials were hidden in the raw rice and sent together.
Therefore, he will stay here and wait for this motorcade... to arrive next time.
Early the next morning, as soon as it dawned, the sound of chanting scriptures rang out in the refugee camp again.
Fatuo did not show up this time. It was another slightly younger monk who led the refugees in chanting sutras.
“Today, the status of the refugees is not much different from yesterday.”
Fu Qingzhou squinted and observed.
He stretched out his hand and stroked the dirty stones on his face. The area of the dirty stones did not become larger, but it did not become smaller either... He also drank the bowl of porridge last night, but so far, it seems that it has not had any effect. It is hard to say what the curative effect is, the time is too short, and whether it has controlled the spread of dirty stones.
Soon, under the guidance of the monk, the refugees began to recite the Hundred Calamities Sutra loudly, and many monks were knocking wooden fish around. For a moment, Fu Qingzhou felt like he had returned to the Sanskrit Sutra. illusion.
"The problem here must be solved as soon as possible..."
Fu Qingzhou's heart sank slightly when he thought of the boat on the river yesterday and the person standing at the stern who looked highly suspicious of Li Qing. The scene happening right now outside Tianshou Village is by no means an isolated case.
In other parts of Chang'an Beach, and even outside Chang'an Beach, the epidemic may have spread, and Huijue and Li Qing are also taking this opportunity to spread the evil of Bai'annanfo everywhere. Belief.
If this continues...
Fu Qingzhou was thinking about it when his ears suddenly twitched.
Amidst the bursts of chanting, he captured the sound of carriages approaching from a distance.
"You came so early?"
His eyes lit up: "Yes, there are tens of thousands of refugees. Yesterday there seemed to be a lot of uncooked rice, but in fact it was not enough to eat!"
The chants were still being read. It continued, and the horse-drawn carriage carrying raw rice in the distance was gradually approaching, and was noticed by more and more refugees.
But after seeing it once yesterday, they felt accustomed to it today. After a flash of joy in their eyes, they continued to chant the sutra more sincerely.
Only Fu Qingzhou touched it quietly.
The convoy stopped outside the refugee camp. Several tall monks walked over quickly. After casually speaking with the leader of the convoy, they began to move rice from the car.
Fu Qingzhou gathered his breath and hid behind a tent, staring intently at the bags of raw rice.
A few monks, together with the laborers in the convoy, moved the bags of uncooked rice into the refugee camp. Judging by the naked eye, there was no difference between the bags of rice.
Fu Qingzhou squinted his eyes, bent down to pick up a pebble on the ground, and flicked it with his finger!
The pebbles were windless and silent, but their speed was so fast that it was hard to distinguish. In an instant, they crossed the bottom of a bag of uncooked rice, tearing the bag open.
For a moment, the uncooked rice spilled all over the floor amid the small exclamations of the carriers.
"It is indeed all uncooked rice..."
Fu Qingzhou frowned, looking at the few people cursing and packing up the uncooked rice, and said to himself: "There is no problem with the sampling survey, but it cannot be done every time. Check all the bags, the risk is too great..."
He turned his attention to the carriage team again.
At this time, all the big bags of uncooked rice have been moved down. The team leader was leaning aside leisurely and smoking his pipe. Only the tall monks and laborers were moving the rice.
During the whole process, their hands were very clean and they were just carrying rice bags, without anything else being seen.
“Didn’t it come with the rice?”
Fu Qingzhou’s brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
But if it wasn’t delivered with the rice, what other way could it be?
While he was thinking hard, there were footsteps approaching from behind.
He was suddenly startled, turned around, and saw the Fatuo monk walking towards him with a smile on his face.
Fu Qingzhou’s pupils shrank—what’s going on? Why did he not realize it until he was so close?
But he quickly calmed down, deliberately pretended to be panic, saluted Fa Tuo with his hands folded, and called Master.
"You are... the donor in the tent last night."
Fatuo smiled at him: "Why didn't you go to chant the sutra and come here?"
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"I'm... hungry." Fu Qingzhou squeezed out a wry smile: "I saw the rice shipment coming, and I couldn't help but want to come and take a look."
"Don't worry."
Fatuo kept Smile: "As long as you drink nectar rice porridge for two days, you will never be hungry again; after five days, you will be able to walk like flying and be strong; after seven days, all diseases in your body will be eliminated, and you will even be healthier and stronger than before. ..."
"As long as you sincerely believe in Baie Nan Buddha, Buddha will give you the best of everything."
His voice is very seductive, gentle and magnetic. Different from Hua Wuying's spring breeze-like warmth, Fatuo's tone was more like the ups and downs of Sanskrit singing.
"Yes."
Fu Qingzhou saluted him again, said a few compliments, and then timidly walked back to the refugees.
Halfway through, he turned around, and Fatuo was still standing there, looking at him from afar.
(End of this chapter)