"What everyone believes in is nothing more than a virtual sect."

"This name can be called Blood Bodhisattva, it can also be called Zhuge Qianlong, or even Feitian Fried Sauce Noodles."

"People's hearts are like water, drifting with the tide, and they are very easy to manipulate and incite."

"Pretending to be a ghost and deceiving the kung fu, not only the Blood Bodhisattva Society, but I also know it, but I just don't care about using it."

"Now in order to snatch away the followers of the Blood Bodhisattva, I can't care much about it."

Murphy nodded thoughtfully, "What are you going to do?"

I took out a small package from the airdrop package given by Zhao Mengfu, "Well, you take it back to the bedroom and change it to see if it fits."

Murphy took the package suspiciously, and after opening it by two, inside was a red low-cut gauze skirt with a lace skirt.

When he landed, Murphy's cheeks turned crimson, "Zhuge Qianlong, you are perverted!"

I was stunned, "Why are you perverted?"

"This ...... It's a fun suit, how could I possibly wear something like this!" Murphy's pretty face was dripping with shame and indignation, and her beautiful eyes stared at me with anger.

I don't know, "What's in the fun?"

At this time, a card falls from the collar.

I picked up the card, and on it was Zhao Mengfu's handwriting: Brother Qianlong, I wish you a happy life and have fun (grimace).

Strange, what does this girl mean?

When Murphy saw the card, he seemed to be aware of the clue, "You asked Zhao Mengfu to buy this dress?"

"Yes."

Murphy: "What was your request when you first bought clothes?"

I said, "The fabric should be as light as possible to accentuate the beautiful curves of the woman's body. You have been practicing martial arts all year round, and your body is the most shapely, with beautiful contours, and your muscles are well aligned."

"Thin and light clothing can accentuate the divine beauty in you."

Murphy's cheeks were crimson with praise, and he seemed a little embarrassed.

"I...... I'm really in this good shape?" When asked, Murphy's eyes were a little evasive.

"Of course."

I touched my chin, "It's just that it's a little darker all year round, and I'll cast an illusion on you when I turn around, brighten and redden, and then cover my face with a tulle to give people a little reverie, it should be no problem."

When he heard the word 'black', Murphy's face suddenly fell.

"You're white!"

Murphy glared at me and turned to go back to change.

Heaven and earth conscience, Murphy's wheat-colored skin is very beautiful, and I didn't mean to mock her black at all.

Ten minutes later, Murphy was standing in front of me in a short red lace skirt and red high-soled leather boots, with red ears and an unnatural expression.

"I...... Am I dressed like this?"

I couldn't help but be stunned when I saw Murphy dressed cool and flowy.

Now she has nothing to do with the sacred, but she is really beautiful.

I nodded appreciatively, "It's beautiful."

From the raised chin and the smug look in his eyes, I could see a little smugness on Murphy's part.

She pretended to be casual and said, "I didn't ask you if you are beautiful, what I want to ask is with the fairy statue?"

"It's not like it, but it can be changed."

I knitted a spell with my fingertips, first hiding Murphy's safety pants and sports vest, and casting a layer of holy light on his complexion, and the whole person's skin suddenly had a warm and lustrous feeling of jade.

Well, that looks like a lot.

If you look closely, her hair and eyes are still too ordinary.

In the next moment, with the flash of spiritual light, her eyes and hair turned red, and there was a bodhisattva-like red dot on her eyebrows.

After doing all this, I couldn't help but be amazed when I looked at her again.

Now Murphy is like a beautiful work of art, even compared to the flying murals in Dunhuang, it is not too much!

Murphy stood in front of the large glass door of the villa, staring blankly at himself in the mirror,

"Oh my God, I look like an elf!"

I nodded with satisfaction, "Good looks, then you will use this body to fool people."

Compared to the original Blood Bodhisattva, the current Murphy is more like a Bodhisattva.

After making all the preparations, at twelve o'clock in the evening, we drove again and came to the top of the Phoenix of Jinniu Mountain. Look at the book

Tonight, the moon is full, the breeze is breezy, and the mountains and forests are bleak, revealing a cold air of early winter.

Murphy was wearing little clothing, and he was a little shivering in the mountains at this moment.

I didn't bring her warm clothes, which was a mistake on my part.

I took off my cotton sermon robe and draped it over Murphy's shoulders, "Tomorrow morning, you'll come according to the plan we've agreed upon, and you'll know the words by heart?"

Murphy tightened his collar and looked at me with some gratitude, "I've pretty much memorized the words, but are you sure the plan will work?"

"Ninety percent sure."

Ninety percent is a conservative estimate.

If the Blood Bodhisattva doesn't get in the way, the probability will rise to 100 percent.

I held my breath and felt the breath around me.

Inside the huge statue, there is plenty of faith power, but the blood bodhisattva's primordial god seems to have fallen into a deep sleep.

An evil god like the Blood Bodhisattva, who has been imprisoned for thousands of years and has finally seen the light of day again, needs to recuperate.

Looks like my last flicker has worked.

The Blood Bodhisattva believed in our words, and the primordial god hibernated and rested, relying on the power of the believer's faith, and hibernate underground for a short time, dreaming of fulfilling the evil immortals.

The blood bodhisattva primordial god is dormant, just like the Taoist valley, at least three or five days, and at most one or two months.

In between, we will not be woken up, and we can let go of our hands and feet.

I took out the coiling dragon lock from the storage bag and shook my hand to the top of the blood bodhisattva's head.

I tugged at the rope, and when I made sure it was strong, I dragged the rope up, and together with Murphy and Sun Mingjin, I put a total of one hundred and eight illusion charms on one by one.

After a busy day, it was already more than four o'clock in the morning, and we returned to the car to take a nap tiredly.

At about five o'clock in the morning, when I saw the headlights at the bottom of the mountain, I knew that the first group of people to worship the mountain were coming.

I learned from the news that in recent times, the followers of the Blood Bodhisattva have been particularly fanatical.

They basically started at 5 o'clock in the morning, and took the car up the mountain one after another, and the mountain road began to be congested at 8 o'clock.

More than 2,000 believers began to pray at nine o'clock and left together at ten o'clock.

They offer the Blood Bodhisattva the power of faith, and the evil power in the Blood Bodhisattva's body can temporarily shelter these people to achieve their wishes.

This desire can be positive or negative, such as wanting to kill someone.

The biggest difference between the decent gods and the evil gods is here.

Not only that, but worshipping evil gods all year round is easy to be drained of life power.

For example, if you make a wish for wealth, you may need to exchange your life or health.

If you wish to be cured of some kind of illness in your body, your family or friends may suffer as a result.