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Chapter 82 Hobbies

"Michael has no friends from you, so I will tell you."

Hornheim said: "The matter of King Sibi is very serious. Even He is not sure about it and needs to call helpers.

This time He not only invited you, me, to the side of the truth, but also to the cold water stone and the Su Ni Sheng.

The two of you next have not replied yet."

Han Shuishi is probably dealing with the matter of the Demon Prisoner. Last time I heard Bai Hao mention it, the situation there has not been very good recently.

Su Nisheng has been missing for a long time.

"It's just a change together, is it necessary?"

Li Ang thought for a while and asked, "What did Michael see in the Buddha's light?"

“…Buddhist Kingdom.”

Hornheim was silent for a moment and replied, “He saw the Pure Land of Buddha in the Buddha’s light.

The ground is spotless, the fragrance of the air is everywhere, the sky is full of pearls and treasures, and a peaceful and peaceful area.

A large number of missing people stood on the ground full of flowers, closed their eyes and meditated, smiled, and clasped their hands towards the grotto.

Their state is similar to the prayers in the kingdom of God, and they produce the power of faith every moment.

But unlike those who are already dead,

These missing persons are still alive and their metabolism is still continuing slowly.

If they delay, they will die in the Buddha's kingdom."

Those who pray for the same...

Li Ang narrowed his eyes. The so-called prayer is the most pious and pure outstanding believers.

After death, these believers will be brought to the Kingdom of God by God by God's envoys, and will be resurrected there, and will be permanently alive, accompany God and provide faith.

Just like in Norse mythology, Valkyrie and others would ride white horses and wear bird-winged golden helmets to the battlefield, giving the heroic soldiers who died bravely for the last kiss, and bringing their souls to Valhalla's Valhalla.

There, there is a never-ending carnival,

Enjoy endless wild boar meat, goat milk, honey wine,

A never-ending battle.

In the concept of occultism, prayers are not only the source of excellent faith power, but also the most precious wealth of a god.

As long as the Kingdom of God exists, those who pray can be reborn infinitely, and the strongest those who pray can even follow the gods and participate in the gods' wars.

Li Ang has accumulated enough of the total number of believers.

But for the creation of the Kingdom of God, having one's own prayer,

There is no clue yet.

He can't try to kill the most loyal brainworm, to see if the brainworm's soul will fly to him, right?

"Buddhist Kingdom..."

Li Ang became interested in the abnormal changes of King Zipi, but did not reveal it. He asked Hornheim: "If you leave it alone, what is the most serious situation?"

“The worst situation?”

Hornheim thought for a while, "Since Michael has confirmed that all the missing people are still alive,

Then if they don't care, they will definitely not be able to save them.

And since all the uninfected temples in the world are marked as potential sources of mutation, it is useless even if they are demolished.

Within their respective scope, countries must collectively shrink the land area that can be occupied by people. The older it is, the more temples and buildings the city, the larger the range of shrinkage.

Inmeasurable losses occur during the transfer.”

"This shouldn't be the worst situation."

Li Ang said: "Since the King of Sibi has used similar methods to prayers to collect the power of faith,

It proves that his strength during his lifetime is infinitely close to that of a god, or even a real god.

Considering the radical and savage means he is using now,

If he is completely resurrected, it will be ten times harder than the wild lion."

“…”

Hornheim fell into silence. At the beginning, the wild lion only absorbed part of the divinity, and was so powerful that it could suppress everyone to the point of desperate situation alone.

An unfriendly complete deity...

God knows what King Sibi will do to those extraordinary people who are most likely to challenge the status of the gods after he is resurrected.

"It's impossible to deal with Su Nisheng's previous life, which is about to come to the script mission, isn't it?"

Hornheim smiled bitterly, "Are you going to participate?"

"Can."

Li Ang said concisely: "Reward."

Michael and Hornheim both have official backgrounds and need to maintain social order and maintain social stability.

And Li Ang, a transcendent who is not attached to the real world, can achieve self-sufficiency. Even if a major disaster occurs in the real world, they have no strong reason to provide free help.

“The reward is easy to say.”

As the representative of the bell tower, Hornham himself also has certain authority and immediately agreed in the friend's newsletter, "The Global Supernatural Alliance is the organizer of this operation, and they will meet the requirements.

In addition, as the party responsible for this incident, European Heavy Industry Group also has to pay remuneration.

You can come to Mumbai to discuss the details with them.”

"good."

Li Ang hung up the communication, turned to look at the sofa, sitting upright, and studying painting.

In the past few days, the global vision has been focused on the changes in the Ajanta Caves.

Entertainment programs reduce the frequency of broadcasting, and the front-line progress is reported on TV.

So Shibashi returned to his boring daily life.

She doesn't have to sleep, she can eat, drink and have fun 24 hours a day, and she has already worn video games.

I've been addicted to some messy hobbies recently.

For example, literary creation, cooking, origami, paper cutting, gardening, and raising pets.

Unfortunately, she had long forgotten all the literary literacy of the rich and noble lady during her lifetime, and she could no longer do anything about poetry, songs, etc.

I can only hold up a few words for a long time, "Baked chicken wings, I like to eat the most", "The weather is stuffy, like happy water without air"

Or the exquisite hidden poem "This is a hidden poem":

This is a hidden poem

It's a hidden poem

A hidden poem

A hidden poem

Hidden Poetry

Head poem

poetry.

Well, it's very exquisite.

Fortunately, Shibashi was just writing about her own play, and she never thought about finding someone to publish something. It was fine to publish this book as her. If it really didn't work, Liu Wudai could buy a few newspapers and magazine publishers to give it to Shibashi.

Ms. Chai Cuiqiao won the poetry award at the first Youth Literature Award sponsored by Chai Cuiqiao Magazine.

Following the example of Li Ang's "My District Mayor's Father" that year, he won the first prize in the district composition competition.

In addition to literary creation, Shibashi's other hobbies are basically three minutes of popularity.

Planting some flowers can kill the flowers.

He was holding the dead flower and turning around in front of Li Ang, with a sad expression, and sang something in his mouth, "The flowers fade, the flowers fly all over the sky, and the fragrance fades, who will pity them?"

Li Ang forced to use the power of the swamp to save the flowers.

Even flowers cannot be raised.

The idea of ​​raising pets, especially raising cats, was naturally rejected by Li Ang, because cats are very evil.

When Li Ang was a child, he saw a black cat riding a motorcycle and holding a pistol and knocking off a mouse's ear.

“What are you drawing?”

Li Ang came closer and found that the oil painting that Shibashi was holding in his hand should have been revised too many times. It was black and black, and it was no longer obvious what the original pattern was.

Chai Chai's face was slightly red, but he still raised his chest and looked up naturally and said, "Ahem, I'm painting "Kenian black miners digging coal mines at night."

"This is OK?"

Li Ang’s eyes twitched and complained: “Why don’t you draw a “Polar Bear with Closed Eyes on the Arctic Snowfields in Polar Daytime”?”

"Hey! Master, you're really right."

Shibashi took the big thumbs up and picked up a completely white oil painting from the side, "Look at this painting. If you like it, this painting can also be given to you."

"You keep it yourself."
Chapter completed!
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