There's something wrong with my hexagram gold

Boss, seems to know this gangster?

Gao Qizhuang's eyes widened. He had never seen such an attitude on Zhuexun before. Just a name, how terrifying could it be?

death Note? Seven Arrows? That little notebook is indeed a rules-based weapon!

"Boss, we must rather die than surrender!"

Gao Qizhuang reluctantly stood up. Even if he was going to die, he would die standing.

He swore with a bloody heart: "Boss, I will be a hero in life, and a hero in death. We cannot succumb to evil. I, Gao Qizhuang, will be shattered by the evil!"

Gao Qizhuang vowed to inspire others, but received a slap from Zhuo Xun.

"You bitch! I usually treat you well, why are you hurting me!"

He was so angry that he slapped Gao Qizhuang half to death with his backhand, and then begged Chen Banxian bitterly:

"Boss, will he write my review?"

"You have 10,000 words, and each of them has 100,000 words. That boy - 100,000 words, then copy it ten times and give it to me. I want to check it."

Chen Banxian spoke calmly. In order to prevent himself from forgetting, he also wrote notes in a small notebook.

Copy 100,000 words ten times, one million words...

Zhuo Xun looked at Gao Qizhuang with pity, "Don't cry, kid. I'll give you a holiday. You can do it."

"By the way, I won't go looking for the sister demon while you are here. Please help me investigate this Lei Daoming's relationship network to see if he has anyone closest to him, and if he has come into contact with any special people or things. .”

He looked for clues: "This matter has something to do with the Ezhao Cult."

Ezhaojiao!

Zhuo Xun knew about this thing. In fact, he had noticed this organization for a long time. It was probably because he had just arrived and was not familiar with it yet, so he had not launched a high-profile investigation.

"After finishing, give the information to Ninth. He is now tracking down the Ezhao Cult."

Chen Banxian warned him one by one, and Zhuo Xun kept nodding his head, acting like a good boy.

After he finished speaking, he expressed his anger:

"Damn the Ezhao Sect, I will uproot it sooner or later. Since this Lei Daoming is related to the Ezhao Sect, it will be easier for me to speak to the higher-ups. It is our fault that this matter has affected the boss."

"Very good." Chen Banxian patted him on the shoulder: "Just five thousand words."

Zhui Xun's eyes filled with tears as he watched Chen Banxian leave. Why was he a little moved?

"Boss...

Gao Qizhuang and the others got up from the ground, grinning: "Who is that man? What is his origin? Are you so afraid of him?"

"Am I afraid of him?" Zhui Xun sneered: "Am I afraid of him? I'm doing that out of respect, you know nothing!"

"It's time to work. You should quickly sort out the things here and report them to the superiors in the name of the Ezhao Cult, so as to give an explanation to the noble gentlemen."

He sneered: "Noble? Haha, maybe this Ezhao Cult is an opportunity. Sooner or later, I will throw these vampires into the sun."

"Boss, you haven't said who that person is yet."

Gao Qizhuang was just pretending to be beaten half to death before. Now he said in a lively and disdainful manner: "You still ask me to write a hundred thousand words of self-criticism? Who does he think he is?"

His face was full of pride: "I am part of the security team in the core area, and I am also the best among extraordinary people. Even the sister general, and even the general leader of District 14 cannot allow me to write so many reviews."

Extraordinary people are all treasures, and Baihu City's preferential treatment policy for extraordinary people is a magic needle that binds people's hearts.

Zhuo Xun sighed: "Alas..."

"Boss, what's your expression? Why are you sighing? Did I say something wrong?"

Zhuo Xun sighed again and patted Gao Qizhuang on the shoulder: "Alas..."

"Boss, please don't do this. I'm afraid. At worst, I'll find someone to write 100,000 words."

Isn’t it just one hundred thousand words? No one is willing to bite the bullet and find someone to write for them.

"Alas..." Zhuo Xun sighed: "You'd better write it yourself. I'll give you a holiday after this, so we can write the review together."

Zhuo Xun looked at Gao Qizhuang sympathetically: "I have to write the five thousand words myself, and you have to copy the one hundred thousand words ten times. I have calculated it, and you have not written one million words, but one hundred and ten." Million words!"

"You have to write it by hand!" He warned seriously: "Otherwise, the consequences will be unpredictable."

"No, boss, do you really want to write it? Who is he?"

The three of them wailed, and Gao Qizhuang felt like the sky was falling.

One million... no, one million and one million words, handwritten, this will kill people!

"My Novel: The World Is Going Crazy"

"You people from Baihu City may not be very familiar with that person."

Desk Xun recalled the boss's various glorious deeds and chose the most recent feat: "Did you see the sun in Qingcheng some time ago?"

That sun in Qingcheng? Of course I saw it. The explosion of the forbidden weapon caused Baihu City to be in turmoil for a long time.

It is said that Shen Qinghe personally came out to ask everyone to calm down, and after that day he became mysterious and rarely attended public meetings.

"You know that person just now, right?" Zhuo Xun said calmly. If he had a cigarette at this time, he must light one for himself.

Then he said in a calmer tone:

"He blew it up."

he! fry! of!

These three words shocked Gao Qizhuang and the others, and they almost fell down like Zhuo Xun.

My dear mother!

Isn't he dead? Gao Qizhuang goes to see the boat lights every day. The night view is beautiful, all in memory of the ruthless man who rubbed the hydrogen bomb!

But, you tell me that the ruthless man is still alive, standing in front of them, and he was slapped with a nuclear bomb?

TMD, there is too much information, my brain is overloaded.

"So he is a big boss, so I have to write a review honestly."

Zhui Xun warned them: "Remember to recognize people from now on. The boss usually likes to wear paper bags. If you don't notice, you can just recognize the small book."

Write this review. If you don't, you won't be able to survive in Baihu City. "

It was obviously a very simple mission, and it was obviously a beautiful day.

At this time, the figures of Gao Qizhuang and the other three looked particularly lonely. However, when they went to buy paper and pens, they found that the prices of other items were not high, but the price of notebooks and pens was several times higher, making them even more lonely.

"Boss, give me a hundred notebooks first, then ten bottles of ink, and ten pens."

When he said this, Gao Qizhuang's mouth was shaking.

The boss glanced at the three of them. This was a big deal.

But these are law enforcers from the security force, so some things should be discussed in advance.

"The three of you agreed first. This notebook is already scarce due to the purchase some time ago. It costs one black coin for each notebook, a pen for twenty black coins, and a bottle of ink for ten black coins."

When disaster strikes, things become more valuable when they are scarce.

"Why is it so expensive!" Gao Qizhuang's eyes widened: "Why don't you go and rob it? Believe it or not, we have sealed your shop!"

The boss sighed and said helplessly:

"Sir, the price in the entire 14th district is this. This has to do with the sharp increase in prices at the city gate..."

The boss suddenly reacted: "You also provoked the guy at the gate of the district city?"

Seeing the three people nodding, the boss could not help but sympathize and earned black coins with tears in his eyes.

As soon as the three people left, the boss quickly closed the door: "Daughter-in-law, hurry up, let's go to the next area to buy some goods. Yes, it's notebooks. I found a big business opportunity!"

The three of them, Gao Qizhuang, were tragic. They wrote hard day and night and thought of all the words they could think of in their lives.

District 14 has also undergone some minor changes in the days since they were gone.

On the first day when Gao Qizhuang wrote his self-review, a rumor came out from nowhere that the ninth god had appeared and awakened extraordinary abilities in someone.

People scoffed, how could extraordinary awakening be artificially generated? They just want the steamed buns of the Ninth God.

The day after Gao Qizhuang wrote his self-reflection, rumors quickly spread, saying that two more extraordinary beings had awakened, solved their existential crisis, and were recruited by the security team, suddenly enjoying safe and long-term public employment.

People still didn't believe it, but it became a dessert after dinner.

On the third day when Gao Qizhuang wrote his self-reflection, the three awakened extraordinary beings were walking around the streets and alleys, preaching about the ninth god.

"The ninth god is the only one who is truly profound. I am grateful to the god for giving me glory. If I do good deeds and accumulate merit, I will be rewarded with blessings. I will be compassionate and help those who are in need..."

It seems that this is really what happened. Almost everyone in District 14 knew about the statue, and reason told them that it was a fake. Don't believe it, just take the cotton-head steamed buns and leave.

On the fourth day when Gao Qizhuang was writing his self-reflection, people were talking about the Ninth God everywhere. No one believed it, but after taking the steamed buns, they stopped and silently prayed along with the prayers on the statue.

What if... what if it's true?

On the fifth day when Gao Qizhuang's hand cramped, more and more people saw others starting to pray, and they also prayed. Anyway, there would be no missing pieces of meat. What if, what if it was true?

On the sixth day, Gao Qizhuang's eyes were sunken and he looked like a madman. People found that prayers had no effect at all, and they did not hear that any extraordinary person had awakened or received blessings from the ninth god.

They began to question and condemn, and some even took the steamed buns and threw them to the ground!

Therefore, the three previous extraordinary people came forward to refute the rumors.

"We all pray sincerely and chant the mercy of the ninth god every day when we open our eyes. We do meritorious deeds every day to move the gods, express our gratitude to the sky, and do good deeds to accumulate merit. What else have you done besides chanting?"

The three-dimensional awakened transcendental person spoke with sincerity and sincerity: "Worshipping God is not worshiping desire. Ask yourselves, are you really sincere? Have you really done it?"

As soon as these words came out, people were immediately speechless. They knew what they wanted, and it was normal for them to worship God perfunctorily without any effect.

So on the seventh day, the eighth day, and the ninth day, Gao Qizhuang went crazy, giggling and having fun while writing, because at four or five o'clock in the morning, there were always prayers from the ninth god coming from all directions.

It started with someone going to pray under the idol earlier than others.

Then, some people expressed their sincerity earlier.

Human beings are born to involute.

As the rolls get faster and faster, more and more people are doing good deeds and not even a piece of garbage can be seen on the street!

After three days of this, someone finally awakened to extraordinary abilities! This is actually true! People do not doubt that he exists, doing good deeds and reciting prayers are like tornadoes!

That extraordinary person was not specially arranged by Chen Banxian and the others. He had really awakened.

Chen Banxian found Ninth and asked about the situation.

At this time, Ninth was looking up information normally, which was completely different from the majesty and solemnity of the statue. He was drinking coffee with his legs crossed.

The power of faith above his head turned into a rolling canopy. If you look closely, you can hear everyone's prayers.

Ninth said bluntly: "I have discovered another way to use the power of faith. Through the power of faith, you can deepen the connection between a person and heaven and earth, and you can artificially create extraordinary people."

He pulled out the strongest faith from the top of his head, followed this line to deepen it with the power of other faiths, and the owner of that line awakened.

Through their faith, they saw its owner praying under a statue, and then used their savings to buy food and distribute it to some disabled or weak children.

As the power of faith deepened his connection with the way of heaven, a golden light suddenly appeared on his body and his skin became extremely hard.

"I'm awake, I'm awake!"

The man cried with joy, shouted loudly, ran to the statue, knelt down and kissed the toes of the ninth god.

I saw that the cloud of faith above the ninth head became more and more intense, and the light of merit slowly rose from one side, blooming with a frightening yellow light.

Faith can still play like this! The sword spirit behind Chen Banxian shook wildly, and the person carrying the sword spirit was even more vulnerable.

"TMD, you should be the protagonist of this book!"

This was just Chen Banxian's attempt to force out the Ezhao Cult. The result...the result...creating a god was successful!

Jiujiu solemnly hugged Chen Banxian and said seriously: "Thank you."

I don’t want you to thank me, I also want to be so awesome.

Chen Banxian said his farewell in despair. Ninth, his friend was having a great time, but he was not happy.

Pulling out the sword spirit, the sword spirit was so shocked that he spat out a thousand words of swear words without repetition.

"There's a problem, there's a big problem! Boy, he might be some kind of extraterrestrial demon that you can't understand. Kill him quickly!"

The sword spirit felt that his Taoist heart was broken, and his common sense was broken again by the ninth.

"Forget it." Chen Banxian's excitement was waning, and he silently felt the heaven and earth essence gate inside and outside his body. The billowing essence turned into the Demon Summoning Sutra. After 990 flows, he would soon reach Qianliu.

He should just hang up and cultivate immortality honestly. He also has cognitive impairment. only……

Two seconds later, Chen Banxian wailed.

"How can you have such ability! It's unfair!"

From a corner of Baihu City, almost the same roar came out.

"How can there be such a false god! It's unfair!"

This is an underground palace, where a large number of mummies are piled haphazardly under a more than ten-meter-high bird-headed human statue.

Roars came from the statue, and mysterious symbols were scattered throughout the underground palace. Under the statue, a man shrouded in black robes shivered.

He is the bishop of the Ezhao Religion and the only servant who can face the "Ezhao" directly.

“My God be angry, my God be angry!”

The bishop's voice was frightening: "I must find out as soon as possible what this ninth god is and who is behind it competing with my god for faith."

"You'd better hurry up." Ezhao said in an angry voice:

"I need faith, a lot of faith. Time is no longer waiting for us. Without faith, you and I will turn into ashes in the first calamity!"

The words "First Tribulation" made the bishop shiver. He solemnly swore: "I will let Deacon Liao Yu use a large number of memory modifications to destroy the believers of the ninth god!"

Liao Yu is one of the core deacons of the Ezhao Sect. He has the ability to modify memories and people's hearts.

A line of power of faith fell on the statue of Ezhao: "Give it to Liao Yu and increase his ability enough to modify the first-level transcendent."

This ray of faith was gray and contained evil thoughts, but the bishop seemed to be holding a treasure with his eyes salivating.