At this time, does anyone still believe that magic really exists?
Ning Wuyang followed the sound, trying to find this unrepentant person, but unfortunately he didn't find out who made the mistake.
But he didn't care, it wouldn't affect him from continuing to expose his little tricks anyway.
"That brother just asked a good question! It is indeed excusable for the fake master of Japan to burn his arm."
Ning Wuyan paused for a moment and deliberately let it slip.
As a result, everyone was talking about it again.
"Ning Shixian is indeed good at magic. Otherwise, how could he not be injured? The Japanese man was injured?"
"Maybe that oil pan is spiritual. It hates Japanese people, just like I hate Japanese people. I can't wait to bite them."
"If the oil pan had intelligence, it would have jumped up and poured hot oil all over him. Can you use your brains and think about it?"
However, everyone present put their minds together and couldn't understand why the oil pan was still being used to fry people.
Not to bomb Ning Shixian, but to bomb Japanese people.
Even the Japanese people present couldn't help but feel scared when they heard these words, and suddenly felt that everything in Daxing became terrifying.
The magnificent pavilion seemed to be able to swallow them up at any time. Kono felt that he would not cook to fillet fish and eat it raw these days, so he asked the merchant to bring a kitchen knife to the Japanese country to avoid using Daxing's knife. If you recognize someone again and give him a bite, he won't even have anywhere to redress his grievances.
Daxing is so scary.
Many Japanese people want to return to their homeland.
Then I thought about the continuous natural disasters happening in the mainland, and half of the island was about to sink. I suddenly felt that there was no way out, and there was really no way out.
Can they just wait to die?
"Haven't you guys figured it out? It's actually very simple. Even if the vinegar is in the oil pan, it will dry out sooner or later. At that time, if the oil pan bubbles up again, it will not be vinegar but oil that is boiling. So, that Only the fake masters of Japan would have their arms fried."
Said.
Ning Wuyan sniffed the smell of the oil pot.
The smell of vinegar was almost inaudible, and the oil bubbles made a splashing and crackling sound.
He asked Yunfei to throw in another cabbage.
Stab!
The familiar sound of vegetables being put into the frying pan was refreshing. Everyone looked at the steaming frying pan and suddenly understood.
I see!
"Oil can fry the vinegar, just like oil can fry the spices and vegetables."
"This is really amazing!"
"Ning Shixian, why does that big bone scream?"
Still paying attention to details, I noticed that I missed a link.
Ning Wuyan glanced at the big club bone that had fallen into a pool of blood. He really didn't want to pick it up, so he just started talking.
"The big stick bone is not an ordinary big stick bone. I put mercury in it. Although the vinegar will not burn off a layer of skin when it is boiled, it is still very hot, and the mercury will make a sound when it is heated. You can go to the pharmacy to buy some mercury to try, but if you want to try it, you must seal the mercury, and don’t use so much, otherwise it will release poisonous gas when the mercury evaporates. If you really become a dead soul, then It’s not good.”
This joke is cold and not funny.
So people took it to heart.
Especially since Ning Wuchang is the successor of Ping'an Medical Center, and since two sets of spells were revealed today, everyone has no doubts about his words.
In addition, the mercury in pharmacies is not cheap. Who would spend money to lose their lives when they have nothing to do?
It is enough to know why the big stick bone makes the sound.
"Eh? If you put it this way, is the dead soul really a fake?"
"It's nonsense. Didn't Ning Shixian prove that all these spells are deceptive tricks?"
"So, is it also false for Ning Shixian to say that he has immortal energy to protect his body?"
As for the last question, the voices of those who spoke were much softer.
But after he finished speaking, he still drew angry looks from many people.
How could it be fake that Ning Shixian has immortal energy to protect her body!
That is the Jinling Shixian!
What's wrong with the immortal energy protecting the body? !
"You can question whether the dead soul is fake, but you kid, don't question whether Shixian is fake."
"Shixian is not only recognized by us but also recognized by God."
"Yes, yes, Brother Zhang is right, if you talk nonsense again, I will give you a stick!"
Faced with everyone's protection, Ning Wuhuang felt that what he was going to do next might be a little ungrateful.
But in order to have some peace on the way to Beijing, he still chose to live up to everyone's expectations.
"Everyone, I just wanted to let this fake master of the Japanese country reveal his true identity and let him suffer the consequences. Of course, the so-called fairy spirit is just like this dead soul. It is all fake. Although I am famous for my poems, I have been Everyone calls him a poet, but I am actually an ordinary person. If I put my hand in a real oil pan, it will be fried into a pulp. I will be hurt when I am injured. I will also experience birth, old age, illness and death, just like everyone else. it's the same."
In order to verify his statement, Ning Wuhuang also raised his injured left leg.
"You should know that I sprained my foot when I went to the examination hall today, and the sole of my foot was dislocated. I was doing some kind of immortal energy to protect my body, but I was just doing bone-setting. Then I was told by the doctor that I couldn't ride a horse for three to five days, and I couldn't even oil my mouth. I don’t even dare to hold the pot.”
"I'm the same as everyone else. I'm lucky or unlucky. I'm born as an ordinary person. Even if everyone thinks I'm amazing, it's just that I have more knowledge in this area than you."
Since ancient times, routines have gained benefits and sincerity has won people's hearts.
Ning Wuchang's words made those students who had vehemently refuted the statement that "immortal energy does not exist" fall silent.
They looked at the Jinling Shixian who was calm and composed on the fourth floor, like a fairy among men, and saw his limping posture, and suddenly understood in their hearts.
The so-called Jinling Poetry Immortal was actually a human being, but people had too high hopes for him and sometimes deified him subconsciously.
same.
Those who were still nervous and looking forward to the Jinling Poetry Immortal truly becoming an immortal also lowered their heads in shame.
Since the immortal energy body protection is fake, there is no such thing as becoming an immortal.
It's just a realm that ordinary people can't reach, and it's all about relying on others to achieve it.
"Everyone, this is over. From now on, there is no need to spread rumors about immortal energy protecting the body. What if one day someone takes advantage of this and takes my life like the Japanese fake master did today, and then uses it as a way for God to accept me. If God used excuses to cover it up, then my death would be unjust."
The people of Beidi, who were still excited because of Ning Wuchang's ordinary nature and hard work, only belatedly realized when they heard that Ning Wuchang had used this matter to directly break the trap they had set up.
broken!
Ning Wuyang actually planned to kill two birds with one stone today. Even though the Beidi people didn't come forward, they were still involved in the scheme.
What a deep city!
What a terrible layout!
What a hateful Japanese people!
They spent so much effort to create the illusion of "immortal", but the Japanese were so implicated that everyone's month was wasted. How should they explain to General Descanados and the national adviser?
Damn the Japanese people, this debt must be placed on their heads!
