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In a remote temple on the outskirts of Heyang City, a fat monk was lighting a fire and roasting sweet potatoes and wild vegetables.

Since coming to Heyang County, Qin Dade has searched almost every corner of Heyang County in the past few days, but he has not found any clues about the Blood Poison Sect, which made him a little impatient.

"Master, if I knew this, I would have rejected this experience."

"It's okay to stay in the Sutra Pavilion and quietly take a look at the picture of the maid, isn't it good?"

"I have traveled thousands of miles to come to this place where nothing shits a bird. I don't know which hole those turtle grandsons of the Blood Poison Sect are hiding in. They can't find it if they look for it. Fuck him."

While chewing roasted sweet potatoes and wild vegetables with relish, Qin Dade scolded Xuedumen from the air.

Just half of his stomach was filled, Qin Dade suddenly pricked up his ears, and a look of surprise appeared on his fat round face, worried that he would spend time entertaining guests later, so he quickly stuffed the remaining half of roasted sweet potatoes into his mouth.

Whoosh whoosh!

After a while, bursts of piercing sounds sounded, and dozens of black shadows instantly surrounded Qin Dade in the center.

Qin Dade sensed the bloody aura emanating from these men in black, and he was sure that these men in black came from the Blood Poison Sect. He was even more overjoyed in his heart, and couldn't help waving at these men in black and warmly greeted them:
"You guys are here!"

"Why are you here so late?"

"I've been in Heyang County for several days!"

After hearing Qin Dade's words, the men in black were startled.

Looking at you, a fat monk, you seem to know us very well, and you still hope that we will come to you to catch up with you?
But we are here to arrest you under the order of Lord Gorefiend.

We want to take you back, and use your heart as an introduction to activate the Soul Devouring Asura Blood Formation.

Why are you so happy, fat monk?

"Fat monk, can you see if the person in this painting is yourself?"

A man in black wearing a skull mask took out a portrait, compared the appearance of the fat monk with the portrait, and then asked.

Qin Dade took the portrait from the man with the skull mask, and after comparing it carefully, he frowned and said with great displeasure: "The person in the portrait is from me."

"But who painted the picture?"

"Fuck him, why did you paint my face so big?"

"Isn't my face so round and big?!"

All the men in black were stunned, and their eyes on Qin Dade gradually became suspicious.

Is this fat monk in front of him really a martial arts genius of Shaolin Temple?
If this fat monk is really a martial arts genius in Shaolin Temple, why does he look so stupid?
"Tell me, who painted this picture?"

"Is the person who drew this portrait jealous of Lao Tzu's handsome face?"

"Otherwise, why did you draw Lao Tzu's face so round and so big?"

"Hurry up and take me to the person who painted this portrait. I want to teach him how to draw and improve his painting skills!"

"If I can't draw anymore, I'll slap him like a pig's face, fuck him!"

Looking at himself in the portrait, Qin Dade felt that his face had been intentionally enlarged and rounded, and he was so angry that his hands holding the portrait were trembling.

These men in black looked at each other, forgetting for a moment what they were here for, they looked Qin Dade up and down carefully, and compared the portrait in Qin Dade's hand.

No, it feels like your fat monk's face is so big and round. The face shape in the portrait is obviously smaller and flatter than your real face!

Are you a martial arts genius from Shaolin Temple blind?
Can't make out the person in the portrait.

Is it a little more handsome than you in real life?