Facing Ning Wuyan's clear statement, An Yuan Chezhi's panic finally calmed down.
As expected, Ning Wuyang was just like him, using a blinding technique to stage a trick of frying the souls of the dead in public.
Fortunately, the other party thought he had gained everyone's respect and became proud, so he failed to think of the crucial point.
That is, a blind eye is a blind eye after all. If Ning Wuhao can do it, of course he can do it too!
He would never admit that he was a liar, and he did not want to admit that his skills were inferior to others, so that those people would ask for the money raised, and he would be wanted by the government from then on.
Therefore, he wants to give it a try!
"Ning Shixian, you are indeed an immortal descended to earth."
Anyuan Tetsuji bowed his hands and suddenly said these remarks, making the people around him curious.
Is this because you know you are inferior and are beginning to admit defeat?
"After Ning Shixian's enlightenment, I finally understood that I can't let go of those dead souls who behaved abominably by thinking that God has a good life!"
"Oh? Master, you mean that you also plan to learn to expel the dead souls, or to destroy them?"
Ning Wuhuang knew that An Yuanche had been fooled by his words and underestimated the real reason why the souls were fried in oil, so he patiently pretended to be arrogant and snorted.
"This expert doesn't mean to say that after seeing me frying dead souls in a frying pan and serving them as food and drinks, you also learned how to do it, right?"
"Exactly."
Before everyone could boo and ridicule, the two words coming out of An Yuan Teji's mouth surprised everyone.
Is what this boy said true or false?
Frying the dead souls in oil pan looks much more thrilling than the previous time when the water basin was on fire and the blood of the dead souls appeared.
They couldn't imagine what would happen if the young man failed.
Ning Wuyan also kindly advised: "This expert, frying the souls of the dead in oil pan is my unique secret skill. Those with shallow skills cannot use it. I know how powerful you are, but I also hope that you can recognize the reality. You don't have me." That’s awesome, I’d better refund everyone’s remuneration as soon as possible, recover those donations, and then go back to the teacher’s sect to rebuild before leaving the mountain.”
It's possible that the young master in front of him really saw through the method of frying souls in oil pans.
However, Ning Wuyang believed that the possibility that the young man wanted to continue to perform because he answered the similarity between the two spells was extremely slim.
so.
Although he was kind-hearted in persuading, he was also a real motivator.
"Ning Shixian, magic is not about first and second place. Although my skills are shallow, I am absolutely authoritative when it comes to dealing with dead souls. If you don't believe it, I will fry the dead souls in a frying pan to prove it. There was a reason why I extradited the souls for everyone."
As for the reason, there is no need to say more at this time.
Because once he succeeds in imitating Ning Wuhuang's spell, no one will question his words.
As for the ending of failure, Anyuan Tetsuji never thought about it at all.
He watched helplessly as Ning Wuhuang directly put his arm into the oil pan to fry the big stick bone without using any means.
Since the dead soul was said to be fake, Ning Wuhuang had been trying to expose him from the beginning and staged a spell to fool people. This shows that this is just like the spell he used, it is a deception. This deception is still done early in the morning. Set up.
Ning Wuyan was not a member of the same group and was not fast with his hands and feet, so he did not dare to do anything in public. In other words.
It was the oil pan that did the trick!
So since Ning Wuyan puts his hand into the oil pan and won't be injured, if he imitates Ning Wuyan and goes into the oil pan and deep-fries it, he will definitely be fine too!
"This master, you are you, and those Japanese dead souls are Japanese dead souls. Just admit your mistake, pay the money, and just say that you are not as good as others. But don't make fun of your own safety. I'm serious, you are not moral enough." , it’s a little difficult to eliminate those dead souls.”
As for how difficult it was, Ning Wuhao would naturally not tell him kindly.
Just wait for An Yuan Teji to experience it himself.
"Third brother, come and help carry the oil pan down, so that this expert won't get hurt again."
But when An Yuan Chezhi saw that Ning Wuyan kept trying to persuade him to no avail, he actually began to prepare to destroy the evidence.
He no longer hesitated because of the timidity in his heart, snatched the big stick bone from Ning Wuhuang's hand and ran towards the oil pan.
Ning Wuyang, who was called by Ning Wuyang to carry the frying pan, was about to stop him. When he walked to Ning Wuyang's side, he was caught by the hem of his clothes.
"Fifth brother?"
Ning Wuyi looked at his fifth brother, who was shaking his head, with a look of confusion on his face.
Aren't you supposed to hold the frying pan in case this fake master succeeds in imitating it? Why did you stop him again?
"Don't worry, it won't be too late to wait until this master becomes a useless person."
Ning Wuyan said, and glanced at his third brother who was empty in his hand.
"Besides, the oil pan is boiling right now. If you pick it up with your bare hands, even if you have copper skin and iron bones, you will..."
"ah!!!"
He hasn't finished speaking yet.
An Yuan Cheji, who was anxious to show that his ability to deal with dead souls was not inferior to that of Ning Wuyan, had already put his entire right arm with his sleeves rolled up, including the big bone, into the oil pan.
Even if it is boiling water, it can burn the skin off at this time, not to mention that this is real hot oil.
Along with An Yuan Tetsuji's screams, a smell like fried meat appeared in the air.
Before everyone could react, they saw An Yuan Tetsuji quickly pull out his entire right arm that was submerged in the oil pan.
However, An Yuan Tetsuji's entire right arm had been burned to the point of peeling off layers of skin, revealing black and red flesh with bone-deep bones. It made people's scalp numb and the food they had just eaten was all gone. Vomited.
"Ahhhh!!!"
The moment An Yuan Tetsuji put his arm into the oil pan, he felt an unprecedented pain coming from his right arm.
But he didn't react at the time, and the oil pan was hot and his body was moving downwards. Until he endured the severe pain and pulled his arm out, he still imagined that this might be Ning Wu's way of getting off the oil pan.
Who would have thought!
This is actually a real oil pan!
Anyuan Tetsuji didn't care about being exposed, and while making a miserable cry, he searched for wound medicine from his body and kept pouring it on his right arm.
However, the injury to the entire right arm was so severe that a bottle of medicine was only a drop in the bucket.
Seeing that his entire arm was in danger of being wasted, An Yuan Teji desperately shouted to the crowd in Japanese.
"Kono-kun! Iwasa-kun! Help me!"
"Go to the kitchen quickly and get cold water and wound medicine!"
Facing An Yuan Tetsuji's shouting, Kono and Iwasa Saburo, who were hiding among the crowd and smelling the smell of roasting meat, wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in, pretending that they had never been there before.
They came to witness the 200,000 taels put into the box and immediately transferred to the port. They came to witness An Yuan Teji becoming famous in one battle and becoming the new god of Jinling City.
But who would have thought that at this time, An Yuan Tetsuji was suppressed by Ning Wuhuang in the field he was good at, and was completely defeated. He even ran to fry the souls of the dead in the oil pan as if he was possessed by an evil spirit.
Maybe there really are dead Japanese souls!
As a Japanese man, An Yuan Tetsuji actually wanted to fry them, which was why he suffered backlash.
Thinking of this possibility, Kono and Iwasasaburo felt numb all over, as if something was lying on their backs, causing them to break out in cold sweat and dare not move.
They were worried that if they went to rescue An Yuan Tetsuji, not only would their identities be exposed, but they might also be taught a lesson by the ghosts of the Japanese country they used, and follow in the footsteps of An Yuan Tetsuji.
As a result, the two of them lowered their heads tacitly, silently announcing their decision to sit back and watch.
An Yuan Teji, who stood high and saw far, saw this scene and his eyes were about to burst.
He didn't expect that he had paid so much for the Japanese country, and these details would actually stop him at the most critical moment!
hateful!
hateful!
"ah!!!"
"Stop yelling. The Japanese used the souls of the dead to rob me of Daxing's money. Their intentions are very cruel. Since you are a Japanese, you must have made your mind up the moment you stepped into Daxing's territory, right?"
A stern murderous intent flashed in Ning Wuyan's eyes.
