$955 Zhaogongshan Blessed Land, Lungs Are Like a Money Tree

Wei Xun didn't know what the dream chaser and You Ziming were arguing about outside. He was listening to the feedback from Xiao Jin's buzzing. With the almighty corn shoots and Xiao Cui, plus the big and small golden butterflies that were very powerful against pollution, Wei Xun rarely used other magic insects now. Even the responsibility magic insects Jinhuan and the third generation of the gourd were only used in the mutual aid alliance's ideological and moral classes. The Valentine magic mosquito Xiao Jin, who was first subdued in the most beautiful Xiangxi and was once valued and relied on by Wei Xun, is now outdated. It can't turn into a human form, and it must buzz when it speaks, which makes Wei Xun's ears itchy, and it is not very useful.

Although it can control various creatures and even control insect swarms by sucking blood, it can inject mutated blood into the body of a creature to cause the other party to deform, and it can feed back the blood sucking power to Wei Xun, and its concealment talent is amazingly strong. But the mythical enemies that Wei Xun has encountered so far are not controlled by its bloodsucking. Xiao Cui controls the swarm, Die Da pollutes the deformed, and Hidden... Although Corn Bamboo is not fat enough to be hidden, it is surprisingly strong.

Wei Xun doesn't need to be hidden now!

But when it comes to doing tasks in reality, the magic mosquito Xiao Jin is really useful. Although it is a little big, and it is already the end of October... But mosquitoes will not make people too suspicious after all!

The group of black and white mosquitoes put into the infirmary by Wei Xun are the ancient giant mosquito egg sheaths stolen by Xiao Jin from the Sahara, which were re-bred by Xiao Cui and hatched after fusing Xiao Jin's genes. They are smaller in size and inherited the characteristics of hiding, bloodsucking, strong pollution resistance and energy absorption from Xiao Jin and the ancient giant mosquito. They are indeed a group of strong mosquito warriors. When Wei Xun put them into the ward, the pus and blood in the entire infirmary were absorbed.

If it weren't for Wei Xun's order, these second-generation demon mosquitoes could have sucked the two students infected with the money plague into mummies. Although they were contaminated by the money plague, compared with the second-generation demon mosquitoes that inherited the blood of the ancient giant mosquitoes from the ancient oasis and the demon mosquitoes that drank Wei Xun's blood, the contamination of the money plague was really a piece of cake.

And Wei Xun first let them suck the dirty blood overflowing from the infirmary purely because he was born cautious. Seeing that the ancient giant mosquitoes had no problems, he immediately gave the order. With a buzzing sound, the second-generation mosquito swarm that was entrenched in the infirmary like a black and gray fog flew out of the window, flew to various teaching buildings, offices, and every corner of No. 27 Middle School. In addition, a group of demon mosquitoes quietly flew out of the campus and flew to the distance following the smell of blood.

The human skin map containing excessive butterfly fragments absorbed the free pollution inside and outside the campus, and the second-generation demon mosquitoes sucked the blood of everyone in No. 27 Middle School and sucked away the polluted energy in their bodies.

The incident at No. 27 Middle School, which made everyone in You Ziming's special brigade powerless and hopeless, could be easily solved by Wei Xun.

But if the epidemic spreads too far and the number of infected people is too large, the difficulty cannot be compared with No. 27 Middle School. In just one morning, the number of infected people shown on the hotel watch has risen from more than 110,000 to 230,000. This is really too fast. I am afraid that this number will be even more shocking at night. Only the dream chaser, who is best at dreaming, can quietly wipe out the money epidemic pollution in the bodies of people in Rongcheng in dreams.

And Wei Xun paid more attention to the source of the money epidemic. Let the magic mosquito Xiao Jin bite You Ziming in person to absorb the pollution, which is a privilege for old friends. Wei Xun kicked the door of the ward open with his toes and walked in with Xiao Jin.

After being sucked by the second-generation mosquito swarm, the strong blood in the ward completely dissipated, and even the ground was very clean. The gaps in every tile were sucked clean without leaving any blood stains. This made Wei Xun feel more favorable towards the second generation mosquito swarm, but his cleanliness still made him stand still far away from the hospital bed, just raising his chin. Two curtains dimly blocked the two beds. The original blue curtains turned dark--

It was once soaked with blood, and was sucked clean by the mosquito swarm. Only some shadows were reflected on the bed curtains, which were deformed and very tall, almost extending all the way to the roof, as if the person lying on the bed behind the curtains was not a patient, but someone standing.

"Buzz!"

The magic mosquito Xiao Jin standing on Wei Xun's shoulder buzzed very imposingly, and the next second, a pale and thin hand with dark red nails quietly stretched out from the curtains. The hand moved slowly and the joints were stiff. It didn't look like the hand of a living person, but more like a zombie. The ward, which was already filled with gloom, was even colder. As Wei Xun watched, the hand slowly grabbed the curtain. With a swish, the curtain was slowly pulled open, and a pair of sunken black eyes stared at Wei Xun.

This really didn't look like a human head, but more like a skeleton. Her hair was as fluffy as dry grass, her shriveled skin was tightly attached to her skull, and her lips, which were only a layer of skin, couldn't cover her teeth, so her teeth were exposed. Her atrophied gums couldn't hold her teeth, and only a few teeth were left, vaguely blocking the deep and dark throat. She really didn't look like a living person, but more like a skeleton covered with skin, as if all her flesh and blood had been swallowed up. It was impossible to tell that she was a young girl, a sophomore in high school.

On the bed was Chang Qiaoqiao, who had jumped off the building on her own initiative.

The devil mosquito Xiao Jin sucked her blood, and could control Chang Qiaoqiao's movements and detect her thoughts. However, Chang Qiaoqiao's brain was blank, empty without any emotions, and couldn't detect anything. It was as if her brain was also atrophied like other internal organs. As the curtain opened, Chang Qiaoqiao's extremely terrifying body appeared in front of Wei Xun.

Different from her shriveled and pale body, bright red, thick, root-like blood vessels extended out from the broken chest, entangled and blended together, like tree branches growing out of Chang Qiaoqiao's body, the distorted and thick blood vessels Powerfully, they intertwined and grew upward, until they were close to the highest point on the roof of the ward, holding up two huge, thick leaves that drooped downward like a tree crown.

That's not the crown of the tree, but the lungs of Chang Qiaoqiao. The crowns of these two extremely thick lung leaves are covered with golden abscesses, layer upon layer, one next to the other. They are golden and bright, and they really don't look like abscesses, but more like layers of copper coins.

This entire deformed lung, with thousands of nearly mature money sores, is like a money tree growing out of Chang Qiaoqiao's thin and shriveled body. As Chang Qiaoqiao opened the bed curtain, the giant deformed lungs growing out of her chest swayed slightly, and a slight clanking sound suddenly sounded in the ward, just like the shaking of copper coins, making Wei Xun's eyes narrow.

He suddenly felt that the hotel was stingy, the tour guide had no way to make money, and his financial luck was really bad. He could not keep the money, and the money he just got would be spent like running water, so that he would never be satisfied. However, An Xue had control over the hotel. For Wei Xun, who has great financial power, has the legacy of his good brother sitting outside the hotel, and has enough money in any bank across the country to cover his lifetime expenses, he has never experienced what it means to be short of money.

So the greedy desire for money that is stirred up is like a bubble in a mirror, which will dissipate if you are not careful. Wei Xun failed to confuse him for even a second. When he came back to his senses, he saw the lung tree growing out of Chang Qiaoqiao's chest quietly tilting toward him, and piles of golden money sores facing him. It trembles slightly, like the wind of fortune blowing the leaves of copper coins.

But it couldn't shake Wei Xun's heart. He only made him smile and said softly: "I caught you."

There were butterfly fragments protecting his body. If Wei Xun hadn't deliberately indulged, the contamination from the money plague would have been swallowed hard as soon as it entered Wei Xun's body, and it would not have aroused any reverie in him. Wei Xun did it on purpose. When the money-sore pollution tried to invade him, Chang Qiaoqiao's most active and original ray of money-sore pollution had already been captured by him. He had destroyed pollution at Thirty Degrees North Latitude and helped destroy the source of pollution. During the settlement, Wei Xun received a new orange title of 'Pollution Buster', which gave him the powerful power to capture and trace the source of pollution.

Walking around Chang Qiaoqiao's hospital bed, Wei Xun glanced at Zhao Liang, who jumped off the building after an argument with her, and found that his situation was similar to Chang Qiaoqiao's, except that the Lung Money Tree was not as mature as Chang Qiaoqiao, and was only half a person tall. The sores on it looked more like abscesses than golden copper coins. With Chang Qiaoqiao's maturity as a money tree, she is probably one of the first people to be infected with the money plague. The captured pollution is closest to the source, and the more accurate the traceability is, the more pollution captured from Chang Qiaoqiao is enough for Wei Xun.

After seeing it all, Wei Xun raised his index finger and swiped it past his ear. It was like picking a white flower from the branch. Like magic, a very beautiful butterfly quietly stopped on Wei Xun's white jade-like finger. When his index finger moved slightly, it flew up and landed on Chang Qiaoqiao's lungs.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-"

A butterfly landing on a money tree should be a very beautiful picture. However, Chang Qiaoqiao's pulmonary tree shivered and shivered as if encountering a natural enemy. The trembling sores on the pulmonary tree jingled and shook, giving off a sense of panic. But Wei Xun had already turned around and left the ward. Look no further, Die Da takes action, and the contamination of the money plague that is about to mature in Chang Qiaoqiao and Zhao Liang's bodies is nothing to be afraid of.

"How's it going? Are you okay?"

A tall figure stood guard at the door of the infirmary, it was You Ziming. He didn't peep at Wei Xun's methods, but just looked at him with a worried look on his face.

"It's okay. When these two children wake up, soak the honey in water for them to drink, and then steam a pot of wheat kernel rice."

Wei Xun casually handed a finger-long crystal tube filled with purified magic honey to You Ziming, and gave him a small animal skin bag as big as a purse, which contained a grain of wheat from the Nordic god. After thinking about it, he warned again: "This honey can be soaked in fifty buckets of water, so that the whole school can drink it. Just put this grain of wheat in when steaming rice, and let the whole school eat the rice steamed with it. You can’t eat it alone.”

Money sores not only bring powerful pollution, but also consume the qi and blood energy in the human body. Two young men like Chang Qiaoqiao and Zhao Liang would not be able to survive if the pollution was simply removed, because basically all the flesh and blood in their bodies would be used up to support the growth of the Lung Money Tree.

But if you eat some rice soaked in Nordic magic wheat kernels and drink magic honey water that can remove pollution from the roots and has powerful energy, then there is still hope of survival. It's just that weakness is inevitable, and it's hard to say how much he can recover in the future.

However, surviving in this kind of pollution that is unbearable for ordinary people is already considered lucky... But for Chang Qiaoqiao, whose mother died early and only her father is still alive, surviving is not necessarily considered lucky. She was not the first person to contract the money plague; she contracted it from her only relative.

"I have a clue. I have found the source of the money plague contamination."

Wei Xun said to You Ziming and Dream Chaser. The second generation of the Demon Mosquito he released followed Chang Qiaoqiao's blood energy and found her father - or not completely, because the blood energy pointed to a big mountain and disappeared into the mountain. There is a great terror looming in the mountain. The second generation of the Demon Mosquitoes are restless and wandering outside the mountain. They dare not enter the mountain without Wei Xun's order.

And the pure money plague pollution that Wei Xun caught from Chang Qiaoqiao, after tracing the source with the power of "Pollution Killer", also pointed to the mountain found by the second generation of the Demon Mosquitoes -

That is the highest peak of Qingcheng Mountain, the ancestral mountain of the God of Wealth, Zhaogong Mountain!