Chapter 256 You are born to become an immortal


Chapter 256 You are born to become an immortal

Normal people will be more or less grateful to their life-saving benefactor, but Fujiwara Homo is different. He thinks this is what Fushimi Kaoru should do.

That's right, he is the only son of the Fujiwara family. Who dares to let him die? Even if he encounters an accident, the emergency doctor will try his best to rescue him. This is the doctor's job, can he be grateful for it?

It’s not that the family doesn’t give rewards!

After all, these people are all for money. Who would take a look at the poor guys on the roadside? This world revolves around the powerful and powerful. It is an eternal truth for the lower class to serve the upper class.

"From now on, you can protect me!"

As he said that, Fujiwara Yu took out his cell phone from his windbreaker pocket and called to shake the person: "Hey? Is Kazumi? Who is on duty in the police station now? Call them over and report to the field office! Let them move faster!"

Then, Fujiwara Yuk reported the address, hung up the phone, looked up and saw Fumimi Lu turning around and leaving. He quickly reached out and grabbed Fumimi Lu: "Didn't you hear me talking to you? I'll let you protect me closely-"

"Why?" Fumimi Lu asked.

Fujiwara Yuki just woke up, his mind was like a slurry, and he couldn't think about too complicated issues. Hearing this, he took out his wallet impatiently and said, "I'll give it money, okay? I'm just talking..."

Fujiwara Yuki sucked about 100,000 yen and handed it to Fushimi Kwa. The latter did not answer, but gently pushed it back: "We monks are not stinking with the smell of copper."

"I think it's too little?"

Fujiwara Yu sneered and drew more than ten big bills. Seeing that Fumimi Lu was still unmoved, he simply took out a black card and slapped it on Fumimi Lu's chest: "Such as you please, just brush!"

"Everyone said it, it's not a matter of money." Fu Jianlu carried her hands on her back.

He actually has no disgust for such a playboy. Such a person is so poor that he only has money left. He is just a giant baby spoiled by his family. The parents of naughty children are more hateful than naughty children. As a mature and rational adult, how could he be more concerned about children?

"Then what do you want?"

It was really strange that Fujiwara Yuki. This was the first time he had encountered a situation where money was not working.

"I want you to listen to the truth and convert to my teaching..."

Before Fushimi Lu could finish his speech, he realized that he was too immersed in the play. But now that things have come to this, he just did a show and did a complete set. He took advantage of the situation and bewitched:

"Do you want to gain wisdom beyond mortals? Do you want to understand the mystery of the soul? Do you want to gain incredible superpowers such as immortality, turning stones into gold, perspective of the mind, stealth teleportation, suspended flight, etc."

"I think about it, who doesn't think about it?"

After Fujiwara Yuki finished speaking, he felt his ears sticky. When he reached out to touch them, it was covered with blood scabs, and he immediately felt something was wrong.

Can evil spirits still attack physically?

"Very good," Fushimi Kami picked up the cold tea, splashed it on his face, and wiped the blood marks clean with a handkerchief: "I'm looking for a disciple who can inherit the mantle. Your physique is incredible, and you are a good seedling."

Yuki Fujiwara was splashed with tea on his face, and was covered with a handkerchief. He was rubbed with a dog's head like a Hajiwang. He was stunned for a few seconds, then he realized and reached out to pull the neckline of Fumimi Deer: "You guy... can't be fooling me?"

"I don't want your money, what's the benefit of fooling you?" Fumimi Lu asked calmly.

When Fujiwara Yu heard this, he felt that it made some sense. Before he could think about it carefully, Fumimi Kao struck while the iron was hot and continued, "You don't think about it, why didn't the evil spirit attack others, but just attack you?" "Hiss... why...?" Fujiwara Yu asked.

"Because you have a noble destiny, you are born superior to others!"

Fushimi Tak fully utilized his social skills and specifically selected the lies that fit the other party's views and said: "Child Chief Fujiwara, since I met you for the first time, I felt that you were extraordinary and had the appearance of a real dragon... But now the hidden dragon is in the abyss. I guess Director Fujiwara is not welcomed at home and is not happy at work, right?"

The more I listened to Fujiwara, the more I felt it made sense, especially the saying "I am born superior to others", which is very true.

But when he thought about it, he felt that this seemed like nonsense. Isn’t it obvious that he is superior to others?

However, he is indeed not welcomed at home. When his father sees him, he always looks straight and looks straight. His relatives are respectful on the surface, but in fact they are ridiculed in secret. He is often suppressed by his superiors at work, so that he is still the chief of the criminal section so far.

Fushimi Kaoru spread her arms, slapped her left and right arms, pinched his shoulders, and said solemnly: "This is a test given to you by God! You were born to be a god, how could you be tripped by the world?"

Fujiwara Yu suddenly realized that he finally knew what was wrong with his life. It turned out that all the discomforts in life were all disasters before he became an immortal...

wrong!

Fujiwara Yui came to his senses. He was not a fool, and it was too outrageous to become an immortal. He was not clear just now and almost got around. He immediately asked, "Then why haven't you become a god?"

"I don't have the qualifications, your qualifications are better than me." Fumimi Lu said seriously: "After all, people cannot be generalized."

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Fujiwara Yuki's face suddenly turned out to be clear, thinking that's what it was, and it would be very reasonable.

Seeing this, Fumimi Shin-ku took advantage of the situation and let Fujiwara Yu start practicing now. The latter was stunned and felt that it seemed a bit hasty to practice immediately.

"Don't you understand your situation? The evil spirit has already set its sights on you! If you want to survive, you can only hurry up and practice... As the saying goes, God is jealous of talents, this is also the life and death disaster you must go through!"

The more Fumimi Lu said, the more nonsense he became, even the believers of Aum Shinri Church would not believe such nonsense.

But Fujiwara Yukishi. After all, he had just hit a ghost and was still worried now, so he quickly asked Fushimi Lu what to do.

Fushimi Kaoru asked him to sit cross-legged, close his eyes, empty his brain, and think about nothing. Fujiwara Yuki did as he said. As soon as he closed his eyes, Fumimi Kami covered his handkerchief on his head with his backhand.

"What is this for?" Fujiwara Yu asked.

"I'm casting spells so that the evil ghosts won't see you for the time being." Fu Jianlu made a nonsense and then criticized: "Be serious! Don't talk! Practice well!"

"Uh... I understand."

"Don't talk if you say anything!" Fumimika Kaoru criticized again. Seeing that Fujiwara Yuki didn't say anything, he nodded with satisfaction, gently opened the sliding rail door, and left the reception room directly.

Fujiwara Yu sat quietly for a while, and suddenly realized something was wrong. How much did he practice to be considered safe? He can't sit here all night, right?

He thought Fumimi Lu was still in the reception room and wanted to ask, but he was afraid that he would delay his cultivation. After he hesitating for a moment, he simply threw the jar and gave up. Anyway, he just sat still. What's the difficulty?

(This chapter ends)

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