A burden to a wealthy family, I became famous on the Internet by drawing talismans

Peng Jing sat aside and looked at the thick fog, but it was indeed comfortable, like a massage.

Peng Jing thought that the images of the guests were not good, but no one cared, and he didn't care even if someone cared.

Xia Kun is just a piece of trash. Anyway, he has already collapsed, and now everyone is very tolerant of him. It's like building a hundred-foot-high building on the ruins, and there is no fear of it collapsing again.

Zhang Zihan is indeed the actress who needs the most image, but she has become a fairy and is free.

He Ai's condition is actually pretty good. Ordinary people are pretty much like this, maybe a little better or a little worse.

Fans don’t necessarily lose their fans just because they see their idols are ugly. It depends on the situation. This way, they are more caring.

Wen Liang's situation was always like this. Her hair was tied up casually, which must have been dirty. She was wearing a cape and a skirt, which was also dirty. But she was very natural and looked very comfortable.

Because of the heavy fog, the live broadcast was blurry, but it was still going on.

Peng Jing looked at the person who crawled out. It was a foreigner wearing a crane cloak and holding a magical weapon in his hand.

He is crawling.

Wen Liang ignored it.

The others ignored him. The noodles were cooked.

Wang Min first brought a bowl to Teacher Fu, then brought a bowl to Teacher He. Since Guaibao was the youngest, she finally brought the big bowl to her.

Wen Liang held a big bowl of noodles and sat on the ground, enjoying the meal in the sun.

Zhang Zihan held a bowl of noodles and made a free sound: "Tsk, I don't even want to leave."

Wen Liang said, "Why don't you stay and watch the mountain?"

Zhang Zihan said: "Just thinking about it, how many thoughts does a person have in a day?"

Wen Liang said: "I don't have any."

Wen Liang finished his noodles, counted on his fingers, took the bag, and prepared to draw the talisman.

Mi Ke moved a tree stump over and drew a talisman for her.

Wen Liang patted the tree stump with his hand and felt it was pretty good. Although the area was not large, it was still possible to paint on it.

The live broadcast could be vaguely seen. Peng Jing watched it and saw that the number of viewers had reached a new high. Everyone was paying close attention.

【Isn't this the spy device? 】

【It's like drawing a charm on a spy's head.】

[Clap your hands, this head is pretty smooth. ]

[Does this head need to be taken off? ]

[Did you draw talismans on their graves? ]

[Do you still need to draw talismans? 】

What are you doing?

【This is murder! 】

[Oh my god, I’m shaking while crossing my legs—I’m so scared! ]

[Drink Erguotou—to give you courage.]

[Boss, give me a cold dish to calm you down.]

[Ahem, the spicy and sour rice noodles almost killed me—I was scared.]

【Everyone, be serious. Everyone who is eating, be serious to avoid accidents. 】

[No food to eat, the boss of the fly restaurant is watching the live broadcast and refuses to cook. 】

[A guy in a fast food restaurant said something fair: everything is human life. Everyone stopped and asked him to say it again.]

[An old man said that Wen Liang had committed too many sins and was splashed with soup by several girls.]

[Old man? My grandfather has been to the battlefield! Spies are not ordinary people, they are on the battlefield! Who are you fighting for? You have nothing better to say than to say such things? My grandfather is urging me to join the army to defend my country.]

[Don't be nervous. Guo Jia is now powerful and won't be easily bullied. See how good the master's mental state is? ]

【I will die if I see a fool! 】

[Why does the actress keep following the master? It's to support! Why does Xia Feicai keep following? It's to support! ]

[We see our homes being destroyed and people shitting on our heads, but we still think about them. We are all traitors! ]

【Everyone has rights! 】

【Han Jian, you don’t have it! 】

[Legally, you have it, but morally, you don’t! ]

[You are not worthy of being human! ]

[You don’t have the right to destroy other people’s countries! ]

[As long as I haven't twisted their heads off or cut you into pieces, be content. Don't ask for too much! ]

[What a bullshit power! It’s all about force! You have the power to do whatever you want, but others have no power to live. ]

[You are the ones who caused all the trouble in the world. You all should die! Die! Die! ]

Peng Jing watched the live broadcast in a thick fog. The Han Jian quarreled fiercely, and the netizens scolded him even more fiercely! This was a war of public opinion!

Everyone is fighting! Peng Jing's cell phone is ringing, like a battle horn, the sound of battle, full of murderous intent.

Peng Jing ignored them and was more focused on the live broadcast.

Wen Liang finished drawing the talisman.

A man finally crawled up to her.

The world seemed to be quiet, waiting for the two to fight.

Wang Min came over, holding a bowl of dates, and explained, "I picked them from the mountain."

Wen Liang took it, put it on the tree stump, and said happily, "Thank you."

【Watching the good boy eat dates, it really proves the saying: Eat the dates and then you’ll finish them. 】

【Good boy eats dates, someone wants to finish it. 】

The foreigner first greeted Wen Liang in a foreign language, then suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Eat dates in a warm and cool way.

【So stylish. 】

[How do you say "Good boy eats dates" in foreign languages? 】

【Baby ate a lot of food...】

[The baby ate a red date. 】

【Youren wants to die. 】

【Choked to death by jujube kernels.】

The foreigner recovered, raised his head with difficulty, and asked more and more devastatedly: "Why?"

Wen Liang spat out a date pit and kindly taught him a lesson: "Before you left, didn't your dear mother tell you to follow the local customs and worship the land god when you arrive here? Our land god is a kind old man who welcomed you with the greatest enthusiasm, but you are going too far."

Zhang Zihan understood and followed up with instructions: "Heaven and earth are full of spirits and you don't even understand this. What the hell are you doing? Oh my God!"

Xia Kun pursed his lips and sang an impromptu rap: "Every piece of land has a spirit. You can't trample on it recklessly, otherwise there will be retribution. You seem to have great power and you are being smart. You don't even understand the most basic principles and you still want to ask why it's not okay? I can tell you responsibly that you just can't do it!"

Applause! Everybody applaud!

[It ignited instantly! 】

【This is the power of music! 】

[Do you know why the little waste is a national treasure? ]

[I can tell you responsibly that you just can’t do it! ]

[I can tell you responsibly that you just can’t do it! 】

[Everyone is twisting their body, the blood is boiling! ]

[Although I don’t know how the master did it, I’m just so excited! ]

[Didn’t Guaibao say that? They didn’t worship the God of Land. Do you think the God of Land is fake? Do you think the God of Land is fake? ]

[I have to say, Little Waste is really energetic now, this rap is so fashionable! ]

[You guys aren't really calling him a piece of shit, are you? ]

[This is a nickname. Like a fool.]

【I died of laughter instantly.】

[Is the fool Wenliang? 】

[Want to die? Of course the master is a treasure! ]

【The position of Fool is temporarily vacant. 】

[Don't make up the numbers, there is only one little piece of trash now. ]

【Xia Kun: I really will thank you! 】

The foreigner raised his head and said stubbornly: "But this uses the domestically produced Nine Yin Bagua Formation! It uses domestically produced magic tools! It will definitely be effective!"