The Taoist Master's Book of Merit[Zhongyingmei]

Yan Zhiyu thought that Senior Brother Qiu was worried that he would turn black and quit his job, so he took a deep breath and assured Senior Brother Qiu: "Don't worry, Senior Brother, I'm just a little angry, and I'll get better on my own, and it won't affect my work. "

Qiu Juxin had a strange expression on his face. He pursed his lips, swallowed "um" into his stomach, and repeated word by word, "It's good to have a clear conscience."

It's still bold.

Self-service system: what do you mean brother?

Yan Zhiyu: Oh, Senior Brother Qiu told me not to hold back, if you don't like it, don't worry about it.

Self-service system: ...Your brother is very individual.

Yan Zhiyu rolled his eyes, and smiled reservedly at Yan Zhiyu, pretending not to understand Qiu Juxin's meaning.

Seeing Yan Zhiyu winking, Qiu Juxin touched his cuff, but failed to touch the ruler, he turned back blankly and went back to meditate.

Jarvis translated what Qiu Juxin said to the revengers on the public channel. Tony raised his eyebrows and looked at Qiu Juxin in surprise.

Steve pressed Yan Zhiyu's shoulder, and he planned to take the time to chat with Yan Zhiyu alone.

This idea is very dangerous. No matter what the people become, superheroes have an obligation to protect them.

Steve insisted on it himself.

But Steve couldn't find a reasonable reason to persuade Yan Zhiyu. Everyone has different ideas, and some people have gone too far.

Steve respects Yan Zhiyu's choice, but he feels that he needs to look at Yan Zhiyu.

After all, this child was forced to grow up quickly when he was still young.

While protecting New York, facing death at any time, it also suffers from cyber violence that ordinary people may never experience in their lifetime.

Steve is worried that Yan Zhiyu will be defeated by malicious public opinion, and then do things that he regrets for the rest of his life.

Steve thought so, so he put his arms around Yan Zhiyu, and when Yan Zhiyu looked over suspiciously, Steve leaned into his ear and whispered, "I'll go find you tonight."

Steve deliberately lowered his voice, because Tony and Natasha were still discussing things seriously, and he was afraid of disturbing them.

Yan Zhiyu felt that Steve lowered his voice so low that he must have said something important, and it might be a big secret that could only be told to him.

He and Steve's exclusive secrets, I'm a little excited when I think about it.

So he also lowered his voice and said quietly. "Okay, do you want me to hold the door for you?"

"Don't you remember, your door lock is broken, just wait for me on the bed."

"Yeah!" I'm so looking forward to it, I haven't chatted with Steve alone for a long time.

Self-service system: ...Oh, I seem to have heard something interesting.

Not far away, Qiu Juxin closed his eyes and opened his eyes suddenly. He looked at the two whispering people and slowly narrowed his eyes.

Qiu Juxin couldn't understand English, and he didn't understand what his junior brother and the Persian were talking about, but he always felt that there was a strange atmosphere between the two of them.

Qiu Juxin looked at his worry-free junior, and thought that he could only stay here for three days, and it was still so dangerous.

So Qiu Juxin decided to go to Junior Brother Yan's room tonight, teach him the method of comprehending the sword intent, and give Junior Brother Yan some psychological counseling along the way.

……

When Yan Zhiyu and the others arrived at Miranda's house, they heard the sound of Hulk smashing things from the house.

"Hulk! Smash it!" When he heard Hulk's shout, Tony swished his armor and flew in.

Yan Zhiyu guessed that if Hulk really lost his mind and hurt Miranda, Tony would definitely take Hulk out and beat him up to wake him up.

Natasha and Steve looked at each other, and both could see the worry in each other's eyes.

Although most of the Avengers had nothing to do with the girl named Miranda, Miranda's words and deeds really warmed the Avengers.

It is precisely because there are still many people who support superheroes like Miranda that superheroes have not really disappointed the people of this world.

At least they convinced the Avengers and Spiderlings that the people were only temporarily blinded by rage, and that things would get better when their mad nerves, tortured by the catastrophe, calmed down.

Tony found Hulk in the kitchen.

Hulk roared, squatting on the ground and waving his big hands, patting walnuts.

The Avengers who were frightened into a cold sweat: ...

"Hulk! Smash it!" Hulk smashed another walnut aggressively.

"Yes, smash it!" Miranda quickly took away the walnut kernels, and then took out a few walnuts from the basket and threw them over. "When Hulk finishes smashing, I'll make walnut milk for Hulk!"

"Miranda..." Yan Zhiyu bypassed Hulk and squatted next to Miranda. Miranda gave him a friendly smile.

"Is your arm all right?"

"Oh no! Don't mention it, it hurts me to death, it is a shadow of my whole life!" Miranda hugged her arm exaggeratedly and trembled, her lips were a little pale, as if recalling the bad experience before.

"Spiderman put it on for me, but I still feel like my poor little arm is going to fall off at any moment, but it's okay, I took the bad guy's arm off too, and it feels so good!"

Miranda looked at the Avengers gathered at her house with some excitement. It was the first time she had close contact with so many superheroes.

Miranda told them to wait here. She ran to the living room and came back with a small box in her arms.

"It's a shame Thor isn't here"

Miranda mysteriously placed the box in front of the Avengers.

"I've always wanted to give these things to you, but there were some problems with the courier in some places. You know, there seems to be a fight between the mutants, which caused the courier to be delayed, so I just finished collecting them yesterday."

As she spoke, Miranda slowly opened the box, which was full of bits and pieces.

She rummages through it, takes out a crystal unicorn and hands it to Hulk, and a vial of paper stars.

"This was made by the children in the orphanage. They wrote everything they wanted to say to Hulk. Each one is different. Hulk, you can take it apart and read it."

Miranda took out another exquisite notebook and handed it over, "This is for Dr. Banner, and it was made by his admirers."

"It's all worthless little things." Miranda handed each of the Avengers something.

"They misunderstood you before, but after reading the article I posted, they all knew that they were wrong, so they sent me these on their own initiative, as an apology and a thank you."

Miranda patted the ashes on her body, and looked at the Avengers in front of them, each holding a gift. The atmosphere was good, and it seemed that the misunderstanding of superheroes by ordinary people was temporarily over.

Yan Zhiyu hugged what Miranda gave him, which was said to be a milk dog doll that a girl sewed herself.

He lowered his head and rubbed against the limp doll with crooked eyes, and couldn't help laughing.

Qiu Juxin looked at the group of superheroes who were easily satisfied, and swallowed the words that came to his lips.

He sighed softly, took out the walnuts from the basket, stood aside and quietly squeezed them to play with.

What broke the atmosphere was the reporter's voice from the TV in the living room, "Facts have proved that superpowers and mutants are far more harmful to society than ordinary crimes..."

Natasha and Tony were okay, Hulk let out a sigh of relief, he carefully put the crystal unicorn aside, then moved to the side of Qiu Juxin, and began to pat the walnut aggressively again.

After filming, he knew that he had put away all the walnut kernels, and Hulk was still waiting for Miranda to make him walnut milk.

Yan Zhiyu hugged the doll and said nothing, the self-service system let out a long sigh in his head.

Miranda hurried to the living room to turn off the TV. She shrugged and said in embarrassment, "This channel used to be a musical, and I didn't expect it to be a news break."

She took a deep breath and said solemnly, "If people don't look at public opinion, they will be derailed from the world, but if people look at public opinion, they will be fooled by the powerful."

She knew that among the Avengers, the one who was best at dealing with this issue was Tony.

Miranda looked directly at Tony, who was playing with the small wooden sculpture of Iron Man, and said: "I don't know what happened to cause the public opinion to be one-sided, but Mr. Stark, if you don't change the general trend of public opinion, the people will be overwhelmed sooner or later." Superheroes threaten brainwashing."

"I used to work in a newspaper, and people in the media usually talk about money." Miranda put away the walnuts, "Things that sing praises are not so eye-catching now. I heard people say that Chaoying should save lives." Yes, there is no need to report again."

Miranda's bright eyes dimmed, and she said softly, "I don't know what those people think, maybe they are sick."

Natasha asked if she had any suggestions or ideas.

Miranda looked a little dazed, she shook her head, and patted Hulk, who was also slumped.

After listening to Miranda's words, Natasha touched the scarf in her hand and fell into deep thought.

Miranda said it was woven for her by a disabled homeless old man, because Natasha had saved her.

So she used the best thread she could afford and knitted Natasha a scarf the same color as her hair.

Natasha touched the scarf carefully stitched 'to my hero', Natasha has saved too many people, she can't remember who that old man is at all.

She felt the touch in her hands, and felt that only a few people were sick, most people were still awake, and the relationship between Chaoying and them was still salvageable.

Natasha and Tony looked at each other and decided to solve the problem of public opinion as soon as possible. They don't mind taking special measures when necessary.

When the Avengers were leaving, Miranda and Hulk agreed that when she made the walnut milk, she would invite Hulk to taste it.

After seeing off the Avengers, Miranda came into the room humming a tune with a basket on her shoulders, and sat on the sofa watching TV.

A gun was suddenly pressed against the back of her head. "turn around."

Miranda: ...Why am I the one targeted by Hydra again.