Chapter 1085 I Want to See the Picture

When Chen Yang saw the joyful look on Dusuyun's face, he immediately knew that what the other party said was true, and his heart couldn't help but tremble. It seems that the other party is indeed very powerful.

Zhao Yiming said with a smile: "Today is the birthday of the old Buddha, and I have a favor to ask."

Dusuyun was full of joy at this time. No matter who can be rejuvenated, he will be very happy. He immediately said with a smile: "Young master, please tell me."

Zhao Yiming said with a smile: "I heard that the old Buddha has a painting of Fushan Chunju, which is said to be able to make people stupid. I am very interested in it. I wonder if you can take it out to open our eyes.

Young Master Chen also said that he is a genius. I think it should be no problem for him to take a look. Why don't we appreciate it together?"

Chen Yang's face changed slightly. Of course, he had heard of the fierce reputation of Fushan Chunju. He couldn't help but secretly beat his drum in his heart, wondering if he could withstand it.

However, looking at the other party's sarcastic smile, he had to force himself to say: "I have heard about the wonders of this picture a long time ago. It would be great if I could take a look at it."

The two looked at each other, and everyone felt that there was an electric current flowing there. It was indeed like repels like, and one genius could not tolerate another genius.

Duduyun pondered for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Since the two senior disciples are interested in this, I will no longer cherish it.

But let's say it first. This painting of Fushan Spring Residence is indeed very evil. Even my own son became an idiot after seeing this painting, and was finally beaten to death by me."

The people below secretly took a breath of cold air. As the saying goes, even a tiger will not eat its own cubs. I didn't expect this woman to be so vicious that she would not even let her own son go.

Zhou Tingting had left at this time and soon came back from outside with a crystal plate in her hand, on which was a scroll.

Dusuyun said with a smile: "Today is my big day, so let's celebrate with everyone. If anyone can look at the Fushan Spring Residence Picture for a stick of incense, I will give this picture to him."

Zhou Tingting clapped her hands, and two maids immediately stepped forward, holding the scroll on the left and right, and slowly opened the entire scroll.

Everyone immediately looked up. This was just a very high-level painting, but if you want to continue to look down, you will feel that everything in front of you is blurry.

Zhao Yiming nodded to a person. This kid was a guy from the team that had recently joined him. His name was Mo Jian, and it was said that he came from a family of calligraphy and painting.

This guy immediately walked up quickly and looked at the Fushan Spring Residence Picture in front of him attentively. His eyes soon became straight. After about half a cup of hot tea, his saliva immediately flowed down, and then he became an idiot.

Meng Yunchi slipped out a short knife from his sleeve and stabbed him in the chest. The severe pain made this guy's head regain a bit of clarity. He only had time to shout "be careful" and then died.

Zhao Yiming shook his head at his men and did not allow them to move forward. Now he wanted to see how others would perform.

The people below were also silent, but there was always a guy who took the lead. A tall man walked out and said, "My name is Yuan Baishou. I practice Buddhist skills. Let me see this painting."

He said as he walked forward quickly, staring at the Fushan Spring Residence Painting with his eyes fixed, and still reciting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, as if he wanted to calm his inner demons with this, but after a moment, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped his head.

Dusuyun sighed softly: "Mr. Yuan is also a person of character. He was able to break free from the Fushan Spring Residence. Although he finally escaped by death, it is also precious."

After hearing her words, everyone was terrified, but they also knew that this was an opportunity. It is said that there is a huge secret hidden in this painting. If Zhao Yiming had not forced the painting out this time, they might not have seen it in their lifetime.

Another man stood out from the crowd. This guy said: "My name is Gu Yuandong. I don't believe that this painting is so powerful. Let me see it."

He made a few gestures, which was obviously some other strange skills. Then he stepped forward quickly, staring at the Fushan Spring Residence with his eyes. After a moment, he looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, and his momentum rose steadily.

Just when everyone thought he had seen through it, his momentum climbed to the top, and it continued to climb upwards. His body grew like a balloon, and finally burst with a bang.

Several people who were close to him were unable to dodge and were sprayed with blood and flesh. They didn't expect that this guy's flesh and blood were actually poisonous, which killed many people at once.

Everyone looked at each other at this time. No one expected that this painting was so powerful. Everyone's heart was filled with murmurs, not knowing what to do.

It should be said that Zhao Yiming was also shocked now. He didn't expect that this painting was so powerful. It seems that there are indeed some powerful things here, and we must be careful.

Just as everyone was watching each other in silence, a woman suddenly stood out from the crowd. This woman said with a cold face: "I am Hong Wangting from Baihua Palace. Let me see it."

The woman came to the front in a few steps, and suddenly a dagger appeared in her hand. She waved it towards Fushan Chunju Tu, obviously wanting to destroy the painting.

Everyone exclaimed at this time, but it was too late to take action. Zhao Yiming's eyes were wide open. This was also the solution he thought of.

Unexpectedly, the dagger stopped without warning in front of the painting. The woman's eyes became blurry. After throwing the dagger on the ground, she began to take off her clothes.

Then she danced erotically there. It seemed that she was bewitched. Zhou Tingting reached out and slapped her palm on the other's chest. The woman fell down and died in a moment.

Everyone was at a loss. Zhao Yiming said to Chen Yang with a smile: "I didn't expect this painting to be so amazing. Why don't you and I go forward and take a look!"

Chen Yang swallowed his saliva. His feet were like lead and he couldn't move at all. Finally, he sighed and said: "I didn't expect that at this time, I would become so scared. There is nothing to say. I give up."

But no one laughed at him. After all, the current scene was too weird. It was normal for this guy to make such a choice.

Zhao Yiming said with a smile: "You are quite self-aware. Although it is embarrassing, it is better than being an idiot. Now let me take a look at this picture."