Blue sky and beautiful scenery.

This is a beach in the Columbia area of ​​Canada.

Jiang Le walked ashore from the beach and walked all the way, not avoiding the eyes of ordinary people, but appeared in front of others openly.

He was wearing a Taoist robe, with hair tied with buns, long hair scattered behind his head, dark eyes on the bridge of his nose, beards stuck to his mouth, and a wooden pole in one hand, with a pair of canvas hanging on the pole.

The eight traditional Chinese characters are written on it.

Treat diseases and save people, drive away evil and avoid disasters.

Yes, Jiang Le is preparing to preach as a Taoist in the Jianghu.

China has been fully launched, and every step is taken, and preaching has become a foregone conclusion.

But abroad cannot do this. Jiang Le is ready to plant a few seeds first and wait for the seeds to germinate, then unimaginable energy will burst out.

At that time, the preaching of Chunyang Temple will be carried out with the flow and the green light will be carried out all the way.

But even seeds are not easy to find.

First of all, you need to have roots and bones to practice Taoism. Those who do not have roots and bones will not be able to help them no matter how hard they are.

Secondly, you should like it. If you have the opportunity to practice Taoism, if I don’t like it, then it means you have no chance.

Jiang Le is planning to spend two months traveling to Europe and Africa to see if he can find a few that he likes.

If he can't find it, he will go to the Himalayas to gang the generals.

"Heavenly spirit, earthly spirit, drive away evil spirit, avoid disasters, cure diseases and save people."

The long and rhythmic tone was shouted out from Jiang Le's mouth, and it really had a bit of flavor, attracting foreigners to watch continuously. Although they couldn't understand, they felt that the tone looked very good.

Jiang Le faced it with a smile, and walked along a straight line without stopping at all.

Passing by a village, it attracted onlookers and no one asked for help.

Passing by a small town, it just attracted the attention.

Through the village and the town, Jiang Le walked hundreds of miles, but no one came forward to meet the opportunity, which was a pity.

On this day, Jiang Le walked into a city.

It was already late at night, with stars in the sky. It was a good weather night. There were fewer cities on the streets, and even the vehicles coming and going became scarce.

Jiang Le walked along a street and unknowingly came to a dark alley.

When he arrived at the entrance of the alley, Jiang Le's steps paused for a moment, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then he continued to walk forward and entered the black alley.

At this moment, a group of black shadows lurked in the dark alley, but unfortunately they were unprofessional and their restless figures were exposed.

Jiang Le pretended not to see it, but just walked his own way. When he reached a corner, a group of people rushed out, hugged Jiang Le, and pushed it into a dead corner in the alley.

"If you don't speak, you'll stab you to death." In the darkness, the blade of a dagger was reflecting, and someone threatened Jiang Le. He spoke English, and his voice was very tender, and he sounded no more than fifteen years old.

In Jiang Le's eyes, these boys are indeed half-aged children. Each of them has delicate faces, ranging from eleven or twelve to fifteen or sixteen years old, with a total of seven. The largest of them seems to be the largest one to hold him up with a dagger. However, Jiang Le can clearly feel that this boy is even more afraid as a robber than a hostage, and his trembling makes people wonder whether he will "pull" his tendons in the next moment.

Jiang Le sighed secretly, but he didn't expect that the first person to stop him was actually a robber. It seems that preaching abroad is really not easy.

He calmly said in Chinese: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

"Shet. What was he talking about?"

"It seems to be Chinese, it's Chinese language."

"Chinese? Isn't that Chinese? We actually hijacked a foreigner?"

"It's okay. Chinese people are the richest. I once saw a fat Chinese man with two models and four bodyguards, "spending" money."

"It's great to catch Kaizi. Now Enlai is saved. So hurry up, let him call out the money."

"Damn, I can't speak Chinese."

"I can do it a little, I say."

The robbers in the dark had 'communicated', and then a thin little man said in stuttering Chinese: "You, money, give me."

Jiang Le Anle, there is really someone who can speak Chinese, but what is the reason you say is even more dialect than Chinese dialect?

Jiang Le pretended to be 'confused' and said, "What did you say? I don't understand."

"Money, give me money."

"You want to give me money? No, no, I don't want money, thank you."

"Damn it, it's you, give me the money."

"I'll give it to you? I don't have any money either."

"Sheit, he said he has no money?"

"Fett, you're so useless. We're robbing. Do you understand? You just say nothing about Chinese, search for his body and rob his money." Someone was angry and scolded his brother's immature robbery.

"Yes, come on, search." Scarlet hands began to touch Jiang Le's body.

However, Jiang Le's things were collected in Luobao's money space. He had nothing to do with his whole body except for the signboards and clothes on his hands, let alone money.

"No money? I really don't have money. How can Chinese people have no money? This is unscientific!"

"Damn it, is he a pauper?"

"Impossible. He doesn't bring money, what should he eat? What should he live? He is a Chinese. He comes from a foreign country without money, how did he come?"

"Yes, hurry up, ask him where the money is? If you don't say it, just stab him to death."

"Calm down, calm down, I don't know much Chinese. Don't bother me, let me think about it, think about it."

"What do you think? This Chinese must have money. Let's take him back, lock him up first, and ask slowly."

"No, this is imprisonment, it is heavier than robbery, and it is very dangerous. We cannot do this."

"What should I do? Let him go and continue with the next target? Damn it, it's all the time, we can't wait for the next one."

"Think about Chinese quickly and ask him for money."

Gradually, the robbers became anxious and seemed to be in urgent need of money.

Jiang Le was curious and couldn't help but say in English: "Do you need money?"

"Of course, money is needed. Enlai was stabbed by a ghost head and is about to die. We need money to treat Enlai. Shet, can you speak English?" The person who answered was shocked and glared at Jiang Le. In addition, the dagger with a flash of cold light was also aimed at Jiang Le's neck. It seemed that Jiang Le had any uneasy moves that made them uneasy, and these kids would start first.

Jiang Le smiled: "I am a doctor."

"What? Doctor?" exclaimed the robbers in the dark.

"Impossible, you don't look like a doctor." Someone didn't believe it.

Jiang Le said: "I am really a doctor, I am a doctor from the Celestial Empire. In our hometown, I have a nickname called Barefoot Doctor. I just need nothing and can cure people's illnesses and it will definitely be cured."

"You can cure your illness without anything? So powerful?" The robbers were shocked.

Jiang Le said affirmatively: "Yes, young men, if you want your friends to get healthy, let me treat him. The barefoot doctors of the Heavenly Dynasty, Americans also say they are awesome."
Chapter completed!