The figure came from far and near. It was indeed wearing a one-piece red robe, flying in the air, with no hands and feet exposed, and the face was hidden deep in the hood.
The Dahongpao has a golden flame pattern and a fox tattooed on it.
When Mr. Wu who was hiding in the house saw this, he knew that this must be the messenger of the "Holy Fire Fox Sect".
Sure enough, when they saw this thing floating towards them, Bearded Beard and others respectfully called it "Sir Messenger".
The messenger looked at the various sweets on the table, nodded slightly, and made a voice that was difficult to distinguish between male and female:
"Very good, you are very sensible. The Holy Religion needs talents like you."
With that said, he went to the table to enjoy sweets.
At this time, the bearded man suddenly shouted:
"Messenger, don't come close, someone wants to harm you!"
When the envoy heard this, the figure that was about to approach retreated with a whoosh.
"Who, who wants to harm me?"
The bearded man and others hurriedly pointed to the house where Mr. Wu was hiding and said:
"Right over there!"
Mr. Wu in the room felt helpless when he saw these guys betraying him. He smiled bitterly and opened the door and walked out.
When the envoy saw them, he was also surprised and did not come forward immediately.
"Who are you and why do you want to harm me?"
"You evildoers have formed a cult and done a lot of harm to people. Everyone will be punished."
Mr. Wu accused him righteously.
When the messenger heard this, he immediately said displeasedly:
"Nonsense, our holy religion is a righteous sect that advocates using holy fire to purify all the ugliness in the world. How can it be a cult!"
"Hmph, haven't you done enough to harm lives?
How dare you claim to be righteous? This is so shameless and shameless! "
Mr. Wu is not afraid of reasoning.
Speak reason with the messenger.
The messenger obviously couldn't convince Mr. Wu, but he was tough-talking and insisted that he was not a cult, which seemed like he was being petty.
"You are so unreasonable. You dare to slander the Holy Religion. I want to purify you!"
The messenger said as a red flame rose from his body.
The temperature of this flame is extremely high, far superior to ordinary fire. Before it is released, it has already burned and distorted the surrounding air.
When Mr. Wu saw the flames, he suddenly panicked and subconsciously glanced at Ye Ming beside him.
He has no problem with talking about it, but if he really takes action, it depends on this person.
Ye Ming saw the envoy "getting angry" and said with a smile:
"It seems that you want to fight with us. In that case, how about we fight here?"
Hearing this, the messenger hummed and said:
"Okay, then let's fight. I want to see how capable those who dare to slander the Holy Religion are!"
Seeing that the other party agreed, Ye Ming turned over his hand and took out a turtle shell.
The turtle shell grows in the wind and stops when it reaches a diameter of one foot.
With another wave of his hand, the rice, noodles, grains, vegetables, bacon, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, etc. all fell into the village and were mixed together.
Not only that, but Ye Ming pointed his finger again, and the icing sugar, honey and other sweets on the table also fell into the turtle shell.
A large piece of wooden cover flew over and covered it.
Ye Ming pointed to the turtle shell containing food and said:
"You said that the fire of your holy religion can purify everything in the world. I wonder if it can be used for cooking?"
When the messenger heard this, he raised his head and snorted dissatisfiedly:
"Cooking rice? You underestimate my sacred fire. Not to mention this pot of rice, even your pot can be burned at the same time!"
"Really? But this is not an ordinary meal, but a big pot of rice. Can you really cook it well?"
Ye Ming said with a half-smile.
The messenger raised his head higher:
"No matter what kind of rice it is, it will be cooked as soon as it is cooked!"
Ye Ming heard this and said with a smile:
"Well, how about we make a bet?"
"What bet?"
"I bet on whether you can cook this pot of rice."
When the messenger heard the words, he patted his chest and agreed.
When the bearded man saw this, he immediately said:
"My lord, the messenger, I cannot agree. I am afraid there is fraud in this."
Seeing the bearded man interjecting, Ye Ming said again:
“It seems like your sect is really not that good, your subordinates don’t even understand the rules, and you actually dare to interrupt when a big shot is talking.
Tsk tsk, if your sect is at this level, there is no need to compare. "
When the messenger heard this, he felt underestimated and said to the bearded man unhappily:
"Shut up, I have my own way of doing things."
After that, he said to Ye Ming again,
"Tell me, what's the bet?"
Ye Ming pointed at Mr. Wu and said:
"It's very simple, if you win, Mr. Wu will be left to your disposal, whether you want to kill or behead him, it's up to you.
If you lose, let me spank you three times. "
"Ah! I need a spanking!"
A clear but surprised voice came from the messenger's red robe.
Then, he immediately realized something was wrong, and his voice returned to the indistinguishable state:
"Ahem, I mean, yes, no problem."
Although the voices have returned, the facial expressions of the bearded and others are already uglier than pig liver.
I never expected that this messenger was actually a child.
Needless to say, just by looking at Ye Ming's look, they knew that this envoy was definitely no match for him.
For a moment, the bearded man was full of regrets. Why did he change his mind again? It was over now.
Now we can only hope for a miracle to happen, and hope that this messenger can really win.
The messenger didn't know what Luo Xiu and others were thinking. After making the bet, he was full of confidence.
Looking at the turtle shell cauldron hanging in the air, red flames flew out from his body, wrapped the turtle shell cauldron and began to cook.
Seeing this, Ye Ming smiled slightly and sat directly on the stone steps.
He took a look at the ugly-looking bearded people and showed them a bright smile:
"Everyone is sitting, why are you standing?"
When the bearded man and the others heard this, they all knelt down.
Ye Ming tilted his head and asked with a smile:
"Didn't I ask you to sit down? What are you doing?"
The bearded man showed a smile that was uglier than crying:
"It feels so comfortable and feels more at ease."
At first, Mr. Wu was quite worried that Ye Ming could not deal with the messenger. But when he saw that the other party was actually cooking, he knew that the overall situation was decided. He also followed Ye Ming's example and sat on the stone steps to watch.
Wu Hou saw the envoy cooking and looked at it expectantly.
I'm used to eating cooked food recently, so when I see someone cooking, I feel a little unable to walk.
The red flame of the messenger kept burning the turtle shell, trying to cook the rice.
But after a long time, there was no movement at all, and there was not even smoke coming from the pot lid.
Seeing this, Ye Ming didn't forget to remind him:
"Hey, hey, can you do it? It's just a pot of rice, and it takes so long to cook.
Don't wait until you finish cooking. We are all hungry. "
When the messenger heard this, he immediately hummed:
"Don't underestimate people, just wait, it will be fine soon!"
As he spoke, the firepower increased a lot. Through his robes, everyone could guess that the messenger must have used all his energy to suck the milk.
But even though he kept heating and using fire, the big pot of rice still didn't get better and showed no sign of being cooked.
Ye Ming smiled again and said: "Look, how can a big pot of rice be stewed like this? The left point is for high heat, the right point is for low heat, and the right point is for medium heat.
It’s not enough to just adjust the heat. It contains all the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. You have to cook rice in one pot to suit the taste of hundreds of people.
You're not good at this, you're so bad, you can't even control the heat. "
Listening to Ye Ming's mocking instructions, the messenger was obviously a little angry and continued to use fire as if he was angry.
Later, my body became unable to fly and was swaying in the air.
"It seems like you can't cook this big pot of rice. Why don't you just forget it and just take off your pants and let me spank you three times."
The messenger shuddered when he heard that he was about to be spanked, and then continued to use fire.
It's just that he really didn't have the strength anymore. He couldn't release the flames anymore, so he lost his strength and fell from the air to the ground.
Seeing this, Ye Ming smiled, stood up, walked to the envoy, reached out and pulled off his robe, then lifted it up and held it in his hand.
Inside was a boy with pigtails on his head, who was being held up by Ye Ming.
Seeing Ye Ming looking over, the boy folded his arms in dissatisfaction, walked towards his face, and breathed out from his nostrils, huffing and puffing.
Ye Ming smiled and pinched his tender arm:
"Yes, such a cute little baby will probably cry for a long time after being beaten!"
The boy was in pain and glared at him:
"If you want to hit me, hit me. I won't cry!"
"Yeah?"
Ye Ming smiled and pinched the boy again.
"Hiss~~~"
The boy suddenly burst into tears from the pain, and tears welled up in his eyes.
But after taking a look at the smiling Ye Ming, he should be able to hold back his tears.
Seeing this, Ye Ming nodded and said:
"Okay, he's a man."
Hearing Ye Ming praise himself, the boy burst into tears and showed an expression of "Of course".
Then, I heard Ye Ming say to Beard:
"Go and get a fresh and tough willow stick. Remember to dip it in salt water and let our man suffer the pain of his skin and flesh."
When the bearded man heard this, he rolled and crawled and ran to do it.
After a while, he came back with a wicker and presented it to Ye Ming respectfully.
Ye Ming glanced at him:
"Why don't you take advantage of such a good opportunity and run away?"
"Grandpa Fairy, look at what you said, how dare you, the young one!"
Waving away his frightened beard, Ye Ming waved the wicker, hitting a sonic boom in the air, and nodded with some satisfaction.
The boy shuddered subconsciously when he heard the sonic boom.
Then he realized that he couldn't show fear, so he stiffened his neck and said nothing.
Ye Ming pressed him on the table, stretched out his hand and pulled off his pants, exposing his white buttocks.
A light tap with the wicker made the boy tremble.
At this time, I heard Ye Ming say:
"As long as you tell me who the other members of your sect are and where the headquarters is, I can spare you this beating. How about that?"
The boy heard this and said angrily:
"Hmph, if you want to fight, fight. I'm not afraid. Don't let me betray the leader!"
"How much older is your leader than you?"
"One year old."
"Is it a boy?"
"Yes!...No, don't ask me any more questions, I won't answer them anymore!"
"It's okay, forget it if you don't answer, you are all a bunch of brats anyway."
"Who said that, we have adults!"
"How many adults?"
"..."
Seeing that the boy remained silent, Ye Ming knew it and almost got the information.
Immediately, he stopped delaying, picked up the wicker stick, and gave the boy a slap on his butt.
"Ah~~hiss~~"
The boy was throbbing in pain and tried not to scream.
Ye Ming smiled when he saw this, he liked it like this.
Swing the wicker and get a good beating.
After beating the boy hard, he felt very satisfied, so he stopped.
The boy couldn't help it and cried out in pain. He covered his butt with one hand and pointed at Ye Ming with one hand, feeling extremely aggrieved:
"You don't keep your word. You promised to hit me three times, but you hit me more than ten times in a row!"
Ye Ming waved his hand and said with a smile:
"You can't blame me. It's really the first time I've hit someone like this. It feels pretty good. I can't help but give you a few more hits.
Don’t worry, extra calls will be sent for free, no charge will be made. "
When the boy heard this, he burst into tears because of Ye Ming's anger. He flew into the distance and shouted:
"You bully people, just wait, I'll go back and tell the leader!"
Flying and flying, he suddenly flew back, forced to stop his tears, picked up the one-piece red robe on the ground, snorted angrily at Ye Ming, and then continued to fly away crying.
Seeing this, Ye Ming waved goodbye to him and shouted:
"Remember to bring your own wicker next time you come over!"
The little figure that was retreating trembled and almost fell from the air.
Then there was a "whoosh" sound as if he was running away, and he disappeared into the distance.
After sending the boy away, Ye Ming's smile did not diminish, and he slowly turned his head to look at Beard and the others...
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