The sun never sets in America

Chapter 327 Crazy Australia

Pattering...

The heavy rain that had just fallen gathered into a stream in front of the yard, and finally flowed into a nearby ditch.

"brush!!"

Luo Xiaojia opened the newspaper in his hand, and the information on it made him "irritable".

In the past week, the death toll in Australia as a whole, or in the Port of Brisbane where they are located, has exceeded 500, and is still rising.

According to his understanding, the entire Brisbane currently has a population of less than 30,000 at most, including some inland indigenous people.

With such a small population, five hundred people died in just one week, which is no less than the tens of thousands of people who died in a million-level city.

If this data continues, it will only take less than three months for the entire Brisbane to be completely destroyed. Of course, this is based on the situation of non-spread. If it spreads, it will even be shortened to two months.

However, Luo Xiaojia estimates that it cannot be so severe, because according to their understanding of the disease, a quarter of people should survive. After all, this is how they survive.

Although Luo Xiaojia doesn't understand what "antibodies" are, he still has some arithmetic skills.

So when they learned that there were still thousands of people left alive, Luo Xiaojia and Wang Meng's psychological burden suddenly decreased a lot.

In Luo Xiaojia’s words:

"The so-called God has the virtue of good life, but there is still a glimmer of hope!!"

"By doing this, we have fulfilled the destiny!!"

What is the number of days? Who knows! !

"Damn it, it's not a good thing if there are too many people dying. Why are the prices going up?"

Luo Xiaojia looked at the news about food price increases in the newspaper in her hand and was "spitting".

In his opinion, since there are fewer people, shouldn’t prices drop? ?

Why is the price still rising? ?

It wasn't until I saw a news about "robbery" that I realized what I was doing, and then I yelled at those idiots. Why did they go to rob it? Why couldn't we just take it after everyone was dead? ?

(Because of panic, a group of people felt that something big was going to happen, so they started robbing stores, causing a lot of panic)

Luo Xiaojia cursed for a while, then put away the newspaper and carefully placed it in the cabinet. As more and more people died, many of them were newspaper editors and reporters, as well as some newsboys.

So much so that this morning's newspaper was not delivered to my home by the postman, but was brought back from town by myself after riding four miles.

Yes, they did not live in the city, but chose to settle in a small town near Brisbane Port. Because the small town had a small population and not many people died, it did not attract too much attention.

After putting away the newspaper, Luo Xiaojia closed the cabinet. After all, this was the only way for him to understand Australia. As the virus spreads, this information will become even more valuable.

He put on a vest, and finally a linen coat, just enough to cover the two revolvers of the man inside.

"What are you going for??"

As soon as he went out, Wang Meng, who was still chopping firewood, shouted to Luo Xiaojia, who was about to lead the horse out of the circle.

Luo Xiaojia took the horse out and replied: "Go to the town and see what's going on now."

"Hey, what's so interesting about this? There are just dead people on the left and right. What's wrong, you still want to see foreign monks and see how foreigners hold funerals??"

Wang Meng split a thick piece of dry firewood with a "snap", and the sound of the ax chopping mixed with the sound of voices rang in Luo Xiaojia's ears.

Luo Xiaojia ignored it, and with a "swipe" sound, he mounted the horse with a split split, pinched the horse's belly, and flicked the riding whip with a "snap", and his Australian "Yanma" galloped out of the fence.

Wang Meng, who was still chopping firewood, vaguely heard a voice:

"Wait until I invite a foreign monk to come over and read sutras for you so that you know what God is!!"

Wang Meng's ax swing suddenly stopped, and finally he cursed with a smile:

"Foreign monks, huh, foreign nuns are just about the same!!"

After cursing, there was a "pop" sound, and the wood split into two halves.

…………

Poppy Town is an Australian town full of "happiness". In the 30 years since its establishment, the town has enjoyed good weather and can be described as "abundant grains" and "full of talents".

But as the saying goes:

"People will not make fortune without windfall, and the earth will not grow without light."

Ever since Luo Xiaojia and other Han people came to Poppy Town, Poppy Town has been really lively, with people "seeing God" every few days.

No, seeing God is so prosperous that the only church in Poppy Town has become "rich."

As a priest, Mansi looked at the corpse with a "painful" expression in front of him, drew a cross on his chest, and finally stretched out his left hand, placed it on the chest of the corpse, and muttered:

"May the merciful God protect your family and your soul..."

"May you ascend to heaven and be free from illness and disaster from now on!!"

After reciting, the so-called exorcism holy water was sprinkled, and everyone around showed pious expressions. Although the smell of garlic kept smelling in their noses, no one cared.

Because according to Father Mansi, the reason why so many people died is because the demons under the Australian continent have escaped, so God's "blessing" is needed to resolve them.

As for how much this blessing costs, Father Mansi said:

“Money not only insults me, but also blasphemes the great God!!”

With a final wave of their hands, many people in the town spent one-tenth of their property to buy indulgence scrolls in order to seek God's blessing and drive away the devil from Australia.

The reason why it is one-tenth and not more is because Mansi is familiar with the history of the Holy See and knows the origin of the tithe. In addition, if he collects too much, those people will not say anything, and if something goes wrong, he will definitely have to pay it. Was pulled out and top bag.

At that time, it will no longer be about money, but life! !

After a hard day's work, Father Mansi refused the nun's "study".

Instead, he went to the backyard alone and got into his "little vault."

Click! !

The small vault was opened, revealing a large number of silver coins. Many of these silver coins were currencies printed locally in Australia, which can be regarded as a supplement to the pound.

Her white and tender hands caressed the silver coins, as if they were touching the most beautiful woman in the world.

Father Mansi felt that his soul had been sublimated at this moment. He felt that he was getting closer and closer to God, and even felt "breathing".

"Forehead!!"

Father Mansi was woken up from behind. When he turned around tremblingly, he saw a dark muzzle and a Han Chinese man wearing a cowboy hat.

For the Han people, there have been many legends about them in recent times. Father Mansi has heard about the "Fifty Thieves", "Wolves from America" ​​and "Hungry Beasts", but until today he didn't know what it was. "robber".

"Foreign monk...Father, you are very rich!!"

Although he didn't understand the first sentence, Father Mansi did understand the poor English that followed.

Father Mansi's throat "slid" a few times, and finally he had the courage to speak:

"I am the priest of Poppy Town. I am God's spokesman on earth. If you want mine..."

Father Mansi's mouth was gagged with the muzzle of the gun. He was hesitant and unable to speak. His eyes were filled with fear.

Luo Xiaojia, who was on the opposite side, stared at this "foreign monk" for more than a minute, and finally pulled out the muzzle of the gun.

"vomit……"

Father Mansi kept vomiting on the ground, and the gun was pressed against his throat.

Luo Xiaojia looked at the mucus on the muzzle of the gun, felt disgusted and wiped it with a white curtain, and finally pointed the muzzle of the gun at Father Mansi who had just finished vomiting.

"Father, is it easy to make money from dead people??"

"Or is it that your God also likes these??"

Luo Xiaojia raised the muzzle of the gun frivolously and pointed it at Father Mansi, with a tone full of "disdain".

Father Mansi's expression changed, and he finally tried his best to answer with a smile:

"All of this is God's will. Their death today is yesterday's fault, and I will lead them into a new world!!"

"Ha ha……"

When Luo Xiaojia heard such a "shameless" answer, her belly cramped with laughter, and finally she said to Father Mansi with a smile:

"Father, you are a smart man. You should know the current situation. If you don't want to die, you'd better cooperate with us!!"

"If you cooperate with us, you can live longer!!"

"You'll even make more money."

Listening to the words of the "evil" Han man opposite, Father Mansi was silent for a while, and finally said: "If I guess correctly, those people died because of you, right?"

"Clap!!"

As the applause rang out, Luo Xiaojia snapped her fingers and answered: "The answer is correct, but unfortunately, there is no reward!!"

Father Mansi's heart "tumbled", and finally he remembered a terrible "consequence", but when he raised his head, what he saw were two revolvers.

He knew he had no choice, either cooperate or be beaten to death.

Father Mansi said with a serious expression:

"I believe in God, I can't..."

"Crack!!"

The sound of the safety opening sounded, and Father Mansi continued: "God said that humans have seven deadly sins, which are the source of all evil. If we eliminate human beings, we will eliminate sin!!"

"continue!!"

Luo Xiaojia's cold voice sounded.

"What do you want me to do??"

Father Mansi couldn't stand the dumb guessing, so he asked directly.

"Father, you know better than me, or, isn't that what you always wanted to do?"

Luo Xiaojia looked at Father Mansi playfully.

Father Mansi looked at the two "black" muzzles, and one of them was "topped" by him, carrying his own aura. Finally, he looked at the strange Han Chinese wearing a cowboy hat, and finally answered "seriously":

“It took God seven days to create the world, but it only took one day for humans to pollute the world!!”

“So, we should do God a favor and clear out the trash!!”

“Don’t you need payment??”

Luo Xiaojia raised her eyebrows and smiled.

"No, how can you raise money for such a sacred cause? Money is worthless!!"

"Okay, then I won't give it."

“No, money is the root of evil, it’s better to leave it to God.”

Father Mansi, who was still pretending at first, immediately revealed his "true colors" after hearing that he really had no money.

Luo Xiaojia walked to the opposite side of Father Mansi, listened to his breathing, and finally stared and said:

“Father, you are indeed God’s spokesperson and a true angel!!”

"Much better than those old guys from the Holy See."

Father Mansi's pretentious reply:

“They love money more than God, and I am part of God!!”

"Ha ha……"

Luo Xiaojia's hearty laughter resounded in the dark little vault.

Before leaving, he said:

"Tomorrow night, I'll come. If you want to live, don't play tricks."

Luo Xiaojia's leaving voice disappeared, and Father Mansi collapsed in front of the Virgin, took a few deep breaths, and murmured to himself:

"I'm not a fool, I only seek wealth, not life!!"

.............................................

"Are you sure that foreign monk can use it??"

"Don't tell us all when the time comes??"

Wang Meng drank the "warm" coffee and looked at Luo Xiaojia with a suspicious tone.

"He won't turn us in."

"Why??"

"Because he is from the same group as us!!"

Luo Xiaojia answered with great certainty.

"But can he use it, or is it easy to use??"

Wang Meng took a sip of coffee with sugar and licked his lips. In this damn place like Australia, everything is expensive.

Luo Xiaojia took out a piece of sugar cube wrapped in paper from his pocket, with Lan Fang's mark printed on the paper.

After smacking his tongue a few times, Luo Xiaojia smiled and said:

"If he can't use it, no one in Poppytown can use it."

"In fact, even including Brisbane where people die every day, he is the best!!"

Luo Xiaojia mentioned Father Mansi with a satisfied expression on her face.

"Why??"

"Why, it has to be him??"

"Can't others, such as the police chief who just took office recently, that guy has a lot of leverage outside, wouldn't it be better to use him??"

Wang Meng asked three questions in a row.

Luo Xiaojia made a "squeaking" sound from her mouth and answered unhurriedly:

"Because he is God's spokesman. There is no one better than him. That director is just a joke. Do you really think he can do anything like that?"

"I'm telling you, not all of his people will survive."

“But does the so-called God work??”

Wang Meng followed up and asked.

Luo Xiaojia said nothing. She walked to the window and pointed to the vast plain opposite, with the sparse cattle and sheep:

“What’s on the other side??”

Wang Meng looked at it and answered directly:

"Pasture, a place where cattle and sheep are grazed."

"fart!!"

Luo Xiaojia cursed directly, and then said:

"That is our way of survival in the future!!"

"Brothers ran from the hell place of Sansheng Island to this place in Australia, for what reason? To survive, look around us, Lanfang, those two countries in Japan, the Dutch, where can we go?? "

"Still, do you think we can return to Han?"

Luo Xiaojia "scolded" him without any courtesy.

Wang Meng held the coffee cup, frowned and asked:

"Then what do you say? You can't stay in Australia forever, right?"

"With the way we are, something will happen sooner or later!!"

"The British are not fools. With so many people dead, they don't know how to check. Our entry and exit records are full of flaws. Who doesn't know that the disease is transmitted from us!!"

"When the time comes, brothers, will you still be alive??"

Wang Meng's face showed an expression of "suffering". He now felt that he had a home that he could not return to, that the sky was not responding to him, and that the earth and the earth were not working.

"Hmph, just check, whoever is afraid of whom."

"But the rigid head of the British guy won't be able to find out on our head for a while. At this time, it's time for us to do something."

Luo Xiaojia said dissatisfied.

"You said it's easy, how can you do it, relying on that foreign monk??"

“Or are you planning to kill all the Australians and take over this place??”

Wang Meng's tone became more and more "disdainful". He really didn't want to make the matter a big deal. He just wanted to find a safe place to spend his whole life, and then return to Han after his illness subsided.

As for Australia, this is a hellish place. You can’t get anything you want. All you encounter are hooligans. What’s there to treat you?

Luo Xiaojia didn't think so, but expressed happily:

"Who said we can't kill? Aren't we just killing now??"

"What's more, I have a hunch that our illness won't last long. Don't you feel that fewer and fewer people are dying in the town recently?"

"This means that the disease in our body is slowly weakening and may disappear after a while. If we don't find a chance to do something big at this time, it will not be a good thing when the disease disappears in the future!!"

Luo Xiaojia's almost "crazy" words made Wang Meng completely change his expression, and said in an unpleasant tone: "Is there something wrong with your brain? Once the illness is gone, we can return to Han. Isn't this a good thing? Why are you still here?"

"Making shit!!"

"Yes, just stirring up shit!!"

Wang Meng's dirty words made Luo Xiaojia jump up excitedly.

"You know, when I was little, I always had a wish. I hope to do something earth-shattering and big!"

"I hope I become a pirate, just like Lin Du." (Protagonist of a pirate comic from Han Dynasty)

"Now the opportunity has come. As long as we do it well, the whole of Australia will be ours. We will have countless wealth and a lot of beautiful women."

"Think about it, wouldn't it be nice to live like this??"

Luo Xiaojia stood in front of Wang Meng in a crazy mood and "danced", which made Wang Meng "shocked".

"You are crazy. If we follow what you say, we will be finished. We will kill many people!!"

“We haven’t paid back the blood debt of Sansheng Island yet!!”

Wang Meng looked at Luo Xiaojia and felt that he had gone completely crazy.

"What a blood debt, it's fate, do you understand how many years it is?"

"They are destined to die. We survived to do great things. Now God has put the opportunity in our hands. Can't you see it?"

Luo Xiaojia endured her "excitement" and answered in a calm tone.

Wang Meng didn't say anything, but his meaning was already obvious. He didn't intend to play such a "conscientious" "adventure" game with Luo Xiaojia.

"Crack!!"

Luo Xiaojia turned on the safety and pointed the gun at his head: "If I die, you can leave, or in other words, bury me in Australia!!"

Looking at Luo Xiaojia's crazy eyes, Wang Meng took a deep breath and sighed:

"what's your plan??"

Luo Xiaojia smiled, his smile was so innocent, just like a child realizing his dream.

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(End of this chapter)