Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

Chapter 2870 What happened again?
"Sorry, I made my brother laugh, because my parents were killed and I lost my mind. Fortunately, my uncle patiently enlightened me. Now I have figured it out, and I will leave immediately after making arrangements for my parents and family."

Jian Junxi clasped his hands together, his attitude was extremely pious, and his personality seemed more docile than before.

"That's great, Master has been thinking about you, and worried that you won't be able to survive this calamity. We are all happy for you to see that you can think about it." Ling Kong clasped his hands together, and his eyes were stained with tears of excitement.

Jian Junxi said ashamedly: "Thank you, brother, Wu Xin is ignorant, and let the uncle and brother bother."

"It's okay, as long as you get through this calamity safely, this old monk will have an answer to his brother."

Hongye raised his lips and smiled slightly. Even though his face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were as moist as spring water, and at the same time, they also carried the warmth of the sun enveloping the earth.

"Yes..." Jian Junxi smiled back, humble and polite.

While eating downstairs, Yan Rongliang suddenly answered the phone, with a very ugly expression on his face, and from time to time he turned to Jian Junxi.

Jian Junxi didn't open his mouth when he saw that he was hesitant to speak, and calmly added food to Hongye and Lingkong's bowls.

After finally finishing eating, before Yan Rongliang could speak hastily, Jian Junxi went back to his room to change into monk clothes.

He just made two phone calls, and Jian Junxi had already led the master and apprentice to the Buddhist hall at home.

Yan Rongliang paced up and down the door anxiously, just in time to see Ji Zhong who was going upstairs, so he called out hoarsely, "Grandpa Ji..."

"What's the matter?" Ji Zhong asked puzzled seeing his panicked eyes.

Yan Rongliang hesitated again and again, but still mustered up the courage to ask: "Grandpa Ji, that... do you know what kind of poison the young master made? I just want to ask, that... is it possible to cause a plague and cause a large-scale infection?" ?”

Ji Zhong was shocked and stunned, and immediately denied it: "Who told you that the young master made a virus? Nonsense!"

"Jiang Heng said that the poison made by the young master caused the plague..." Yan Rongliang hadn't finished speaking.

Ji Zhong interrupted angrily: "Nonsense, Qiaoqian and I have researched the antidote to the poison in the hotel. Poison is poison, and plague is plague. How can this be confused?"

"But..." Yan Rongliang hesitated to speak.

"But what? What happened again?" Ji Zhong finally heard that something was wrong.

Yan Rongliang frowned, but still pursed his lips and explained: "The people in the countryside of Kyoto are infected with a plague, which spreads very fast.

Someone took pictures of the young master who appeared in that place two days ago and had contact with the first infected person, so..."

"Impossible!" Ji Zhong directly interrupted what he hadn't finished speaking, and explained in a deep voice: "We have never done research on certain infectious viruses, and someone must have framed it. Please find out quickly."

"It's just that I can't find it, so I have a headache! Jiang Heng said that Nangong Jing woke up, and asked his parents..."

Yan Rongliang blah blah blah, blah blah, blah blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

After listening to his explanation, Ji Zhong replied with a face full of embarrassment: "If this is the case, it seems to be even more troublesome..."

"Yeah..." Yan Rongliang scratched his head as if his mind was stuffed with weeds.

Ji Zhong was thoughtful, silent for more than ten seconds, and said to himself: "With this Master Hongye here, things should turn around..."

Yan Rongliang suddenly stopped, turned around and asked in surprise, "You mean, the young master will become a monk again?"

Ji Zhong was full of gloom, and shook his head silently, expressing that he was not good at judging.

(End of this chapter)