37% similarity
Host's overall strength has increased to 50% Daoji.
Host: Li Xiushan
[Character: Daoji]
[Degree of similarity: 37%]
[Spells: Arhat Heaven Flipping Seal (Advanced), Vajra Mantra (Advanced), Buddha's True Fire (Intermediate)]
[Magic tools: Tathagata's prayer beads, worn-out palm-leaf fan, worn-out kasaya, wine gourd…]
[Divine Power: Dragon Subduing Dharma Idol]
The next reward would be 50% similarity.”
This time, most of Li Xiushan's spells had been upgraded to high-level, and he had obtained the Dragon-subduing Dharma Idol.
What surprised him was that his overall strength had increased to 50%.
……
The true fire of Buddha's anger burned all the filth and evil in the world.
The entire Redbud City was reduced to ashes!
This was a special barrier created by magic. Now that they were forced to do so, everyone returned to reality.
"Buzz!"
At the same time, Chen Zhiyong appeared in front of everyone in a brand new BMW 7 Series.
He honked twice, opened the car door, and signaled for everyone to get in.
"Damn it, this dog emperor sure knows how to enjoy himself. I actually found a BMW 7 Series in the warehouse!
In total, it was estimated to be two to three million!
My jeep was damaged by the damn eunuch. I can use it as compensation. This is a huge profit!”
Fu Yulu was speechless.
She didn't expect Chen Zhiyong to take a car with him.
"Holy monk, I won't be following you.”
Lu Mengqi had been tormented to death during this period of time. It was not easy for things to end temporarily, so she quickly went back to catch up on sleep.
After saying that, she ran away.
"Holy Monk, you've worked hard this time. Do you want to go to the station and have dinner together tonight?" said Chen Zhiyong.”
He turned around and saw that Li Xiushan had already gotten into the car. He was lying in the back seat and picking his feet.
He yawned and said," I originally wanted to take a nap on the royal throne in the palace. But after thinking about it, your Deputy Chief Cheng is about to die. I think I should go."”
"The director is about to die?"
Chen Zhiyong was puzzled." Our deputy bureau chief is a civilian. He never goes out to carry out missions. How could he be in danger?"”
Although they didn't understand why, Li Xiushan's words were authoritative in their hearts. Therefore, they didn't dare to delay for a moment. They stepped on the accelerator and drove at full speed to the station.
By the time they returned, it was already the next morning.
As soon as the BMW stopped at the entrance, a member of the Bureau of Spiritual Investigation exclaimed.
"I'll go!"
"Old Chen, are you rich? You're even driving a BMW 7 Series?"
"More than two million. How much is Niang's salary? Did she win the lottery?”
“……”
"Go, go, go!"
Chen Zhiyong waved his hand and said,"It's not my car. I snatched it from Emperor Tongzhi."”
Colleagues: "???"
"Old Chen, why don't you just say that you're the First Emperor!”
"This kid must have gotten rich behind our backs and is unwilling to reveal it.”
"I don't have time to waste with you."
"Where's the deputy director?" Chen Zhiyong changed the topic.”
"Deputy director?"
A fat man smoked and said absent-mindedly,"I'm admiring calligraphy and paintings with Master Tori.”
"Appreciate calligraphy and painting?" Fu Yulu asked. What calligraphy?"
"I was on a mission a few days ago. When I finished, I brought out an ancient painting from the haunted house."
The deputy director said that it was a famous painting, so he invited Master Torari to discuss its artistic value with him.
It started at six o'clock last night. Until eight o'clock in the morning, the two of them had not left the office.”
Hearing this, Chen Zhiyong's heart sank.
Li Xiushan was right again. Something had happened!
"Holy Monk, let's go in!"
He pulled Li Xiushan, who had just woken up in the car, and rushed into the office.
He pushed open the door and saw this scene.
An ancient painting was spread out on the desk. It depicted a beautiful palace and a paradise on earth. Just looking at it was enough to intoxicate people.
Deputy Chief Cheng Cheng was lying on the painting, motionless, as if he was going to crawl into it!
The white-robed monk, Yin Li, was sitting cross-legged on the ground, meditating quietly.
On the surface, it looked calm and peaceful.
However, if one observed carefully, they would discover that the expressions of these two people were terrifyingly ugly.
Their faces were green and they were not breathing. Their foreheads were as black as charcoal, and wisps of Yin Qi surrounded their bodies.
They were constantly losing their essence!
If this continued, he would lose his life in less than two hours!
"This…how could this be!"
The fat man who had followed them in was shocked.
Chen Zhiyong went up and gave him a kick. He scolded,"You were on duty last night. Was it worth it?
Who could admire calligraphy and paintings for more than ten hours at a time? Why didn't he come in and take a look?
If it wasn't for the holy monk's timely reminder today, he would have waited for the deputy director's memorial service!”
Fatty looked aggrieved." Old Chen, you can't blame me for this. Who knew that looking at a painting would make you look like this?"
Besides, the chief used to enjoy movies in the middle of the night. Who would disturb him?”
Fu Yulu looked at Li Xiushan and asked,""Holy Monk, Deputy Chief and Master Tori, what's going on?”
Li Xiushan was in no hurry. He sat on the sofa and started drinking."They're enjoying themselves!"
"Enjoying life?"
The few of them were stunned." This…They're about to die in the office. How can they enjoy themselves?”
Li Xiushan pursed his lips." On the surface, they are in this office. In fact, they are in this painting!"”
"Wait a minute."
After thinking for a moment, Chen Zhiyong said,"Holy monk, you mean that the souls of the deputy director and Master Tori are in the painting?
This painting is haunted?"
Li Xiushan nodded.
"Is there a ghost in this painting?"
The fat man took out a lighter and was about to rush forward.""Hurry up and burn it!"
"Burn my ass!"
"Do you want to burn the director and Master Yin to death inside?" Chen Zhiyong stopped him and scolded.!”
"Holy Monk, quickly think of a way. They can't hold on any longer," Fu Yulu said anxiously.”
At the same time, Li Xiushan finished the wine in his gourd.
He poured for a long time, but he could not pour out another drop.
"Why isn't the wine here?"
Li Xiushan slowly stood up." Wait a moment. I'll go in and get some wine and meat!"”
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