"What a fairy!"
"The Immortal is really a good trick!"
"Oh my God! I really saw a ghost today!"
The people kowtowed incessantly, and the Zhu brothers looked at each other, feeling as if their three views had been refreshed. Only Zhu Su had a smile on his face. Well, it’s not a bad idea to go out and watch a sideshow.
The master's juggling was not over yet. A Taoist boy came forward with his head lowered, holding a copper gourd-like instrument in his hands. Another oil pan was brought up. The oil pan had just been lit, and it started to bubble up quickly. Everyone was amazed again: "What a powerful fairy oil! It boils so fast!"
The master grabbed the gourd with one hand, raised it high and said to everyone: "The evil spirit has been imprisoned in this gourd! I will give it the punishment of frying in hell!"
"Bless you all!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the people in the front row immediately paid their respects. Then, amidst the horrified sounds of everyone, the master took the gourd with a pair of fleshy palms and put it directly into the oil pan.
A sharp ghostly cry suddenly rang out from the oil pan!
"I actually... actually reached into the oil pan with my bare hands!"
"This is not going to be burned!"
"What a tragic ghost cry!"
The master took the gourd out of the pot and raised it high. The hot oil dripped from the master's hand, but one of his fleshy palms was unscathed.
When this move was shown, even the people who were originally hesitant to believe it suddenly exclaimed in surprise. Even Zhu Xi, Zhu Fan, and Zhu Di were inexplicably horrified.
"Goodbye!" the master shouted again, taking the gourd and dipping it into the oil pot again. Now the people in the audience did not dare to make any mistakes, and they all bowed and bowed. Zhu Fan was frightened and wanted to bow down, but Zhu Su held him up with a palm.
"Fifth brother, how dare you disrespect the immortal?" Zhu Fan scolded.
"Third brother, don't worry. He can't bear our worship!"
Zhu Su's eyes narrowed slightly. This liar actually went too far in openly coaxing so many people to bow to him.
Zhu Su refused to let him bow, and Zhu Xi and Zhu Di, who had been hesitant about whether to bow or not, no longer hesitated. The guards who came with them saw that several princes refused to bow, so they continued to stand, and they were the only ones standing out in the crowd.
When the master saw the whole audience, he immediately ducked down, with a look of satisfaction on his face. Suddenly seeing these people still standing, he frowned and scolded: "Why don't you worship? If you don't respect ghosts and gods, you will definitely bring harm to your descendants!"
"Come on! Do you want to cause disaster to everyone present?"
"Bow down! Worship now!" For a time, countless people looked towards this place, which actually aroused everyone's anger.
Seeing that Zhu Fan was still hesitating, if he didn't expose this guy on the spot, I was afraid that my third brother, who was stupid in reading, would be deceived. Zhu Su smiled coldly and looked at the master from afar: "You don't even bow to me, why do you want me to bow to you?"
"I am the one who subdues demons, why do I need to bow down?" The master frowned.
"Oh? So, if you can defeat this demon, you don't need to worship?" Zhu Su smiled and strode forward. "In this case, I would like to show off my magical power."
Zhu Fan couldn't hold him back and couldn't let him go by himself, so he bit the bullet and followed him forward. When the people heard that he also had magical power, they stopped talking and made way for him.
"Such a young master also has magic power?"
"I don't know, maybe he's rejuvenated. Let's see first..."
Zhu Su walked carelessly to the oil pan, but no one dared to stop him. The immortal master was caught off guard by him and said in panic: "What are you going to do?"
"It's nothing, I just want to borrow this devil and subjugate him!" The oil pan was not very hot as expected. Zhu Su showed an expression as if it was indeed the case. As he spoke, he snatched it with lightning speed. Passed the gourd.
"you!"
"Oh!"
"No way, Old Five!"
It was too late, but soon, Zhu Su took the snatched gourd and put it into the oil pan. The sharp ghost scream suddenly started again.
Zhu Feng and Zhu Hong were so scared that they rushed to grab his hand, but Zhu Su had already lifted the gourd out without changing his expression. The hot oil was low, and his physical hand was also unscathed.
"Lao Wu, are you okay? Are you injured?" Zhu Fang hurriedly picked up Zhu Su's hand and looked at it. He saw that there was no burn on his hand, and there was no residual warmth.
"This... this young man is actually a true immortal?"
"Ah! How big of an opportunity is it to meet two immortals in one day?"
"Young Master, please bless the old man's iron tree to bloom!"
…
The people were shocked at first, and then began to pay homage to Zhu Su.
"What do fellow Taoists think of my magic power?" Zhu Su said with a smile. The Taoist priest's face was as pale as earth, and the two Taoist boys behind him, who had their heads lowered, looked even more ferocious.
"Since we are colleagues, why bother to destroy this real person?" the master said in a low voice.
Zhu Laowu smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, you are too old. I am also afraid that you are not strong enough and you run away and do evil things." He stuffed the broken gourd into Zhu Han's hand and said, "This is a magic weapon." I don’t even wash or wash it on weekdays, it’s so dirty, so I don’t have to dirty my hands!”
"Fifth brother, this... this is..." Zhu Fan looked confused.
"Third brother, don't be surprised. Have you forgotten that our brothers are all reincarnations of stars in the sky? We are all protected by gods."
"If you don't believe me, are you lying down too?"
"Uh..." Zhu Fan was stunned and didn't know what to do. Zhu Xi was already very curious, "I'll try it first!" He took the gourd from Zhu Fan's hand and immersed it in the oil. "Oh, it's really not hot! Could it be that I really have a divine body protection?" I couldn't help but feel proud.
"I'm coming too!" Zhu Di didn't want to be left behind, he directly put his hand into the oil and praised: "Not bad, good, just in time to wash your hands!"
The onlookers were immediately shocked: "Ah! They are actually a family of gods!"
"The gods have appeared!"
"All the immortals have gathered! All the immortals have gathered!"
Zhu Fan also tried it, and it really didn't feel hot. He already had a guess in his mind, and a blush of embarrassment suddenly appeared on his face.
Zhu Su chuckled and stopped his brothers from stirring the oil pan. I deliberately waited for big bubbles to gradually appear from the top of the oil pan, and the temperature of the oil beside the pan became much higher. Then I took the gourd and threw it into the master's hand:
"Haha, I just offended you. My brothers and I don't have enough mana after all, and this evil spirit hasn't been burned to death yet."
"Next, let's ask the master to continue to conquer the demons. We will just give you the plundering formation!"
After saying that, he pulled his brothers aside and quietly watched how the master performed.
What a show. The master looked at the oil pan. It was so hot that it was difficult to get close to it. How could he not know that the oil in the pan was really boiling this time?
How could he dare to put his hand in the gourd when he was holding it?
If you try to reach in at this time, there will definitely be no good piece of meat fried!
"Why are you hesitant, Master Immortal? Hurry and subdue the demon! Don't let this evil spirit have a way to survive!"
"Fairy, there are four new little immortals here to protect you. What are you afraid of? Let's do it!"
"My dear immortals, please bless me that I can push the cart tonight..."
The people were making a lot of noise, but the four brothers of the Zhu family deliberately stood far away and watched with cold eyes.
The master's face turned red and white for a while, and finally he gritted his teeth and kicked the oil pan...
"Ah! Master kicked the pot!"
"It's so hot! Damn it! Are you going to kill someone?"
"Sarilang (killing)! Sarilang (killing)!"
The crowd immediately went into a frenzy, and they didn't even bother to kneel down, and all of them got up in pee. Taking advantage of the chaos, the master pulled off his Taoist robe and squeezed into the crowd with the two Taoist boys.
"The Immortal has run away!"
"What kind of immortal! He's a liar! Fight him now!"
"Damn it! You actually came to my Yingtian Mansion to lie to people!"
No matter how stupid the common people were, they still came to their senses. The crowd suddenly surged towards the direction where the master disappeared. However, the master and the Taoist boy ran very fast, hunched over, and after a while, they actually disappeared. .
In front of the tent, the sickly young man stared blankly at the direction in which the master had disappeared, as if he had not yet come to his senses. Zhu Su reminded him funny: "Hey, stop kneeling, the liars have run away."
"Be more careful in the future and don't be fooled by others. You don't have to thank us brothers for your help!"
The man looked at Zhu Su blankly, and then looked at the crowd. Among the chaotic people, many people were pointing at him:
"Look at that guy, he was deceived by a liar and lost all his clothes!"
"I heard that he is still a prince! Shame on you! A majestic prince was deceived by a magician..."
"It's not as good as this young young master..."
Hearing this bunch of harsh words, the young man's face suddenly twitched, and he stood up in anger: "How dare you humiliate me after you have ruined my business?"
"Ah?" Zhu Su was stunned. Why didn't this guy not only not thank himself, but also got angry?
And... lonely? Who is this guy? My dad doesn’t seem to have such a young brother?
