"Third brother, although they are also Japanese, their lethality is not that great, and they are useful if you keep them. You'd better rest."
When Ning Wuhuang faced the Japanese people, he felt even less fond of them.
Especially the two people carrying the boxes, even if they just took money to do things, they were definitely not good people. Let alone the third brother, he wanted to kill them directly.
However, he had to keep these two Japanese to prove something.
When the government announces the verdict of being involved in a large-scale fraud that has caused such a bad response, if these two Japanese people are classified as typical, the punishment that awaits them will be even more cruel than just killing them with a knife.
"What else are they good for?"
Ning Wuyi usually never said much when faced with the matters told by his fifth brother. When he asked this question, it was obvious that he really wanted to take action.
Ning Wuyan stopped showing off and hooked his hand towards Mei Xiang.
"Master Ning called me?"
Mei Xiang pointed to the tip of her nose.
When he saw Ning Wuyan nodding, he didn't ask his young lady's opinion and rushed forward. The look of awe revealed in his eyebrows was completely different from his previous attitude.
Ning Wuyan was also startled by her fierce reaction. When he saw Mei Xiang cautiously standing two steps away from him, he suddenly realized.
Does Mei Xiang think that he can fry the souls of the dead, which has refreshed her usual knowledge, and is she starting to be afraid of him?
It was actually quite convenient to think that Mei Xiang could feel the fear and be available at any time.
only.
This fear may not last long.
Because he doesn't want to be a magician yet.
"Meixiang, please take out the other medicines I asked you to prepare."
The words fell.
Mei Xiang quickly took out a packet of medicinal powder wrapped in yellow straw paper from her sleeve, and handed it to Ning Wuyan with both hands respectfully.
"Please go and help me get a basin of fresh water."
After Ning Wuyan finished speaking, he looked at Yunfei who was still adding firewood to the fire stand. After thinking for a while, he decided to let Yunfei continue to burn.
Of course, if you want to dismantle others, you must first dismantle others.
He should finish explaining the tricks played by the Japanese first, and then explain his own.
Mei Xiang quickly brought a basin of water over.
Seeing that Ning Wuyi left the two Japanese men carrying the boxes without interrogation, everyone began to imitate the beheaded Japanese man and began to ask for water. They looked at each other in confusion.
I don't understand what Ning Wuxu wants to do.
"Could it be that Ning Shixian plans to imitate that fake master from the Japanese country, who wants to communicate with the souls of the dead and directly interrogate the souls without interrogating the person?"
"Brother Zhang, it's a pity that you don't write a storybook. What kind of words can the soul discern? They will only announce the amount of money they want in the water."
This... seems to be the case too.
But as a result, everyone became more curious about what Ning Wuyao intended with this move.
When the water basin was brought up, Shen Youchu also pulled Ji Jin up curiously.
Rather than others making random guesses, Shen Youchu chose to ask directly.
"Mr. Ning, why did you ask Mei Xiang to bring water? Wash your hands?"
She can remember what happened to Mr. Ning when he put the frying pan under his arm just now!
It was probably Mr. Ning who wanted to clean his hands because he disliked those oily flowers.
"It's not about washing hands, it's about recreating the scene of how this fake master lit a fire in the water basin and forced the souls of the dead to show up and communicate with him."
Ning Wuyan's words were like water droplets splashing into a pan of oil, causing an uproar immediately.
"Ning Shixian really intends to imitate the Japanese to communicate with the souls of the dead."
"Is there any danger? The Japanese man just went into the oil pan to fry the dead souls, but his entire arm was destroyed."
"Ning Shixian, don't be so pretentious. We know you are not a fake master. There is no need to communicate with the dead souls of Japan. I support frying them directly once they are discovered!"
The support from the people around him made Ning Wuhao dumbfounded.
Good guy.
He is here to break superstition, not to promote superstition.
The matter of dead souls was originally made up by the Japanese people. He used this matter to make a fuss, but it was just a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye. Now that the fake master is dead, the two Japanese people who carried the money are also under control.
It’s time to bust the myth about the dead souls.
"Everyone, please be quiet!"
Ning Wuyang raised his hands and pressed them down.
He was like a conductor. The originally chaotic Xiaoxiang Pavilion closed its mouth uniformly when seeing his hands and hearing his voice.
Most people's eyes were focused on his "fairy arm", waiting for another miracle to happen.
"Actually, the idea of dead souls is false."
As soon as these words came out.
There was even silence inside and outside the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and you could hear a needle drop.
But within a moment, a heated argument erupted.
"Is it a lie to say that the dead souls are dead? Is it true or false?"
"Ning Shixian said that the dead souls are fake. Does that mean that the fake expert said that the dead souls are fake?"
"But that fake master did cast a spell. If the ghost of the fake master is fake, then isn't Ning Shixian's fried soul also fake?"
well said!
Ning Wuhuang saw people gradually turning around and began to deduce the existence of the dead souls with suspicion.
Although dubious, it is better than following others' opinions.
"Everyone, be quiet for a moment. I will show you how that fake expert communicates with the souls of the dead. First of all, he said that water is a heavy object of yin energy. The implication is that the souls of the dead are suitable to be in water. Revealed, and then he used fire attacks to make them speak."
Ning Wuyan opened the sodium-containing herbs and sodium salt bought by Mei Xiang and threw them into the basin.
Everyone was confused when they saw his behavior.
However, the water in the basin began to become turbid, but this was not surprising. After all, the herbs would naturally change the water after being soaked in the water.
But just when people took it for granted, they saw the water in the basin suddenly rolling, and then, with a "whisper", a flame ignited.
Although the flames were not as intense as when the fake expert burned before, it still restored the scene of a water basin burning fire.
"Everyone, please see clearly, the fire in this water basin is not a magic spell. It is just a substance called sodium. When it comes into contact with water, it produces a large amount of gas and heat, which causes a burning reaction."
Sodium-containing herbs can be considered a half-deception. The real sodium-containing herb is Glauber's salt.
However, there are many impurities in Glauber's salt, so we can only make do with this small flame.
"The fake expert took advantage of the fact that everyone was not paying attention and threw the purified sodium into the water basin, and then the fire ignited in the water basin."
Said.
Ning Wuyan took out the phenolic acid solution prepared in the kitchen, a bag of alkali noodles, and a piece of saltpeter from the purse on his waist, and showed them to everyone.
"Everyone, please see clearly, next is the time for the soul of the dead to appear and write in blood."
He threw these things into the basin of water where the flame had been extinguished.
The slightly turbid water basin gradually turned blood red after adding these things.
Ah... no, the dose was too much.
"Well, everyone can see clearly. This is how the word blood comes. Of course, in order to let everyone see it more clearly, I added more blood of the dead souls."
"The fake expert put something on his fingers or cuffs, and used his movements to outline the bloody words. When he wrote one, it became one, and when he wrote ten, it became ten. This is the truth behind the mouth of the dead soul!"
