Chapter 252 - 252 50 Foreign Monks Can Recite Scriptures


252: Chapter 50: Foreign Monks Can Recite Scriptures 252: Chapter 50: Foreign Monks Can Recite Scriptures “Are you okay?”


Veronica reached out her hand, pulled Wang Yunxiao up from the ground, and brushed the dust off his clothes.


The other person who was kicked away didn’t need any help anymore and just required a doctor to see if there was still a chance to save him.


She did not mock Wang Yunxiao for being fragile.


In fact, Wang Yunxiao had specifically asked her to bring weapons to prevent such accidents.


Such crooked methods cannot be judged by common sense.


Wang Yunxiao held his chest, which was aching slightly, and sweat poured down his face.


He felt that at least two of his ribs might have suffered minor fractures.


If he had been properly equipped and accompanied by his brothers, he was quite confident that he could handle a fight with that bald monk.


But the incident was unexpected, and aside from a small pistol, he was unarmed, which was quite embarrassing.


Still too weak, you see that bald monk; he doesn’t even wear underwear.


He just throws it in your face and starts fighting, and a few punches later, Wang Yunxiao felt like he was hit by a dump truck head-on, almost turning into a mess.


Qin Xiangdong came over, looking quite upset, but he didn’t say much, just quietly advised Wang Yunxiao to get a check-up.


That monk was undoubtedly done for.


Veronica’s shotgun didn’t seem like it could heal injuries.


The whole person was burnt to a crisp, so much so that his features were unrecognizable, not to mention leaving behind any evidence.


However, not all clues were lost; at least the identity he declared, the so-called Monk Guangyuan from Pu’an Temple, and his dying cries about Heavenly Mother and Bodhisattva, were clues that could be investigated further.


In the police station, at least twenty people were affected by Echo Erosion.


Gao Shan pulled back only seven or eight of them; the rest had to stay in the hospital for IVs.


Don’t ask why Wang Yunxiao didn’t save them.


Without established trust, no amount of talking would have made a difference.


One person was critically injured…


Seeing the doctor’s expression, one could tell there was hardly any hope left.


That bald monk’s punches were too much even for Wang Yunxiao to withstand, let alone a common person.


A kick to the chest caved the entire ribcage in by three inches.


But there was some good news.


The good news was that with that bald monk no longer secretly causing trouble, the secondary Echo Erosion incidents within the hospital quickly vanished.


Back at the police station, Qin Xiangdong summoned Gao Shan, Wang Yunxiao, and Veronica to his office for a meeting.


“Tell me, what are your thoughts on this case?”


“Haven’t we already reported it to the Special Service Bureau?”


“The bureau said to leave it as is.”


The situation hadn’t escalated further and hadn’t caused substantial harm; for such trivial matters, the Special Service Bureau usually didn’t even spare a second glance.


But Qin Xiangdong was a stickler for details; he wasn’t ready to close the case just yet.


One of his officers had died, and more than a dozen others were still in the hospital; those were his troops.


Someone had to pay the price.


“The Fusang monk.”


As the one with the most experience in handling special affairs, Veronica immediately provided an answer: “Although he had no tattoos on his face, he used the authentic Buddhism technique ‘Golden Bell Shield.’ The Great Black Heavenly Mother and Grey-Clad Guanyin he cried out are Fusang deities.”


Wang Yunxiao asked curiously, “What does having tattoos on the face mean?”


Veronica explained simply, “Fusang people with tattoos on their faces are naturalized citizens, treated the same as nationals.


They worship the Master of Ten Thousand Transformations and Responsive Heavenly Venerable.


Those without tattoos on their faces were the hard-liners who didn’t want to be naturalized; they have no human rights, and on the battlefield, you can shoot them on sight.


They worship the Great Black Heavenly Mother and Grey-Clad Guanyin.”


“Gao Shan, go to Liusheng Dojo and Pu’an Temple to investigate the background of this monk.”


Qin Xiangdong commanded calmly, “Veronica, please communicate with the Church.


I need a force capable of suppressing demons and evil spirits.”


“No problem.”


Veronica agreed very readily.


Qin Xiangdong was extremely annoyed.


He did not want to use the power of the Church either; he originally had a small team at his disposal, but it had been rendered useless by the Special Service Bureau.


He looked at Wang Yunxiao.


“I’m going back to class.”


Wang Yunxiao answered calmly.


At my age, if I’m not studying well, what do you want me to do?


Qin Xiangdong glared at him resentfully and said helplessly, “It’s almost the fifteenth, the people Gao Shan brought back from the hospital should be able to start training, right?”


“Of course they can.


Have Captain Gao bring the people to me when the time comes…


um, make sure to wear proper gear.”


Wang Yunxiao nodded in agreement.


People who have experienced Echo Erosion, and those who haven’t, are different in their resistance to pollution.


It’s like having been vaccinated once, activating the body’s immune system.


The survival rate could definitely be greatly improved, but in other respects, such as encountering this or that special circumstance, Wang Yunxiao could no longer guarantee Qin Xiangdong.


“There’s also another matter.”


Qin Xiangdong tapped on the table, “Next month the bureau plans to recruit a batch of recent graduates, and I want you to help me screen them then.”


“University graduates?”


“High school graduates!”


Wang Yunxiao thought to himself, that figures, how much influence do you think you have to recruit university graduates these days?


It’s not about whether or not the graduates have jobs.


Families that can afford to support, and allow their kids to study until university graduation, are they ordinary families?


In the whole Tianmen City, there’s only Northern University.


The students don’t even need to wait until graduation, either their families have already found them positions, or they have been pre-booked by various departments, except for a few who continue on to graduate studies, there almost no unclaimed ‘wild’ graduates.


As for high school graduates…


“How much are you planning to pay per month?”


“Twelve dollars, plus communal dormitories and meal subsidies.”


“If you want to recruit cannon fodder, you don’t even need to spend twelve dollars, there’s no need to harm these high school graduates, right?”


“Then how much do you think is appropriate?”


“At least twenty.”


Then give us seniors a little raise, Wang Yunxiao was embarrassed to say out loud.


“Fine, twenty it is, but you’ll need to find a way to help me pick out some usable people.”


Qin Xiangdong agreed very readily.


Wang Yunxiao had no intention to participate in the interrogation of the hospital’s president.


The president had only been beguiled, not even knowing himself that he had been affected, and could not reveal anything of substance.


Even if some information were to be confessed, the current police department in Nantong District wouldn’t be able to handle it.


Qin Xiangdong was also very aware that unless absolutely necessary, it was best not to use the Church’s armed forces.


Allowing the Church to perform police functions was not a good thing.


Even if Veronica claimed that she was not preaching, wouldn’t those who had witnessed her performing miracles today, even if they don’t speak of it, feel a flicker of favor towards Qianjin Church deep down?