Before I could speak, I felt a sudden darkness.
"I'll go. As for squatting on me like this?"
You don't need to think about it to know that you were caught by Zhen Yuanzi using the 'knowledge in your sleeves'.
After all, he is the ancestor of the Earth Immortal. Although his memory is gone, his magic power is still there. Even Sun Wukong could not escape from the "Sleeves in His Sleeves", so it seems reasonable for him to be caught.
I don't know how long it took, but Zhen Yuanzi called out: "Tong'er, go and heat up a pot of oil."
Jiang Wenming:? ? ?
"Damn it, that's not the case, how much you like fried food!"
His whole body was numb.
When I was watching Journey to the West, I saw Zhen Yuanzi setting up a frying pan to fry the four Tang monks. He thought it was punishment.
But now it seems.
This special meow is probably a hobby!
As a cultivator, you are constantly burning pots, pouring oil, and frying people. Is this really okay?
Just when he was thinking wildly, he felt his eyes light up, and then his whole body rolled out.
Before he even landed, he was tied up with a chain.
"Great Immortal, wait a moment."
Jiang Wenming quickly gestured.
"Monster, if you still want to confuse people with your evil words, wait until I blow you up today."
"Can you let me finish my words before I explode?"
"Hmph, Pindao will give you a chance today to see if you can tell me something."
Zhen Yuanzi waved his sleeves and tied Jiang Wenming directly to the Dragon Locking Pillar.
"Taoist Master, it was indeed a misunderstanding before. You are not the Immortal Zhenyuan. The real Immortal Zhenyuan is someone else. I admitted my mistake."
Seeing that Zhen Yuanzi no longer insisted on blowing him up, Jiang Wenming started his performance.
"Hmph, I knew you were talking nonsense, you monster. Now that you've finished talking, the oil is hot, let's explode!"
"..."
If Jiang Wenming could beat Zhen Yuanzi at this time, he would definitely jump out and beat the opponent half to death.
Although there is a saying in Taoism that meat and fish are not taboo, it is not like you!
He wanted to continue speaking, but unfortunately Zhen Yuanzi gave him no chance. He waved his sleeves, whipped up a breeze, and threw Jiang Wenming into the frying pan.
"Ah~ Hey, it's quite comfortable."
Jiang Wenming screamed subconsciously, but when he touched the oil pan, he realized that the seemingly scalding oil was not as hot as he imagined.
on the contrary.
There was also a feeling like soaking in a hot spring, which almost made him moan from the comfort.
"You are indeed an evildoer. I hope you will be punished by Pindao today."
As Zhen Yuanzi spoke, he waved his sleeves and rolled up a large amount of dry firewood and piled it under the oil pan. The two Taoist boys were sweating profusely and fanning themselves desperately.
In the end, Jiang Wenming couldn't stand it anymore and told them to stay away.
"Old man, these two little kids have no strength, how about you come over in person to fan the flames?"
Jiang Wenming finally figured it out.
The physical body of Zhen Yuanzi in front of him has all his magic power and supernatural powers, but he doesn't know how to use them at all.
If only he could use a spell, he would have become a scumbag by now.
If he wanted to fry it, he could fry it. Anyway, the temperature wouldn't kill him.
Zhen Yuanzi was so angry at Jiang Wenming's words that he rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward to start fanning.
Seeing him boiling water for himself to take a bath in front of him, Jiang Wenming put his head in front of him and said: "Old man, you see, we have never known each other. Although I look like a demon, I am actually a human being. Otherwise, you Let me go?"
"That's nonsense. A demon is a demon. You think I'm blind. I could see clearly before. You grew a pair of wings out of thin air."
When Zhen Yuanzi said this, his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.
"Damn it, old man, you've gone too far. Just say I have wings. What do you mean by swallowing your saliva?"
Jiang Wenming was immediately unhappy when he saw this scene.
You must be greedy for the idea of conquering demons and slaying demons, right?
"It's nonsense. Is this just a greedy thing? It smells so good. What is this?"
Before Zhen Yuanzi finished speaking, he saw a skewer of barbecued meat suddenly appeared in Jiang Wenming's hand.
The alluring aroma is simply irresistible.
"This is called barbecue, and it's for you."
Jiang Wenming said and directly handed over the barbecue in his hand.
"Do you want to poison Pindao to death and then take the opportunity to escape?"
"..."
"If you don't eat, you'll fall down."
Jiang Wenming took his hand back and bit into a piece of meat, his mouth full of oil.
Zhen Yuanzi saw that Jiang Wenming was eating so well, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
"Taoist Master, let me go. As you can see, this oil pan is of no use to me at all. If I were really a monster, how could I show up in front of you and give you a knife when you weren't paying attention?" Isn’t it better? Don’t you think so?”
"Since you are not a monster, why did you grow wings just now?"
"This is a Taoist magical power. Let alone changing wings, it will be fine even if I turn into you."
As Jiang Wenming spoke, his body began to change.
In the blink of an eye, he turned into Zhen Yuanzi.
This scene immediately confused Zhen Yuanzi.
"There is such a magic technique in the world. It seems that Pindao has indeed misunderstood it. Fellow Taoist, please don't blame me. Pindao will untie you now."
Zhen Yuanzi obviously had never seen the art of change. After Jiang Wenming performed the seventy-two changes, he completely believed his words.
After untying the dragon-binding rope on his body, Jiang Wenming jumped out of the oil pan.
"It was a poor Taoist who was reckless earlier. I hope my Taoist friends will forgive me."
Zhen Yuanzi cupped his hands and bowed to the end.
Jiang Wenming looked at the other party's reaction and felt a strange feeling in his heart.
The other party's temperament changed too quickly, from being a wise man at the beginning, to being impulsive and reckless just now, and then being materialistic, to being polite now.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe it was the same person.
Or the legendary Zhenyuan Immortal.
"Does this guy have a split personality?"
Judging from his performance just now, this is very similar to the legendary schizophrenia, but I don't know if he is aware of it.
"It doesn't matter, we don't know each other until we fight."
Jiang Wenming did not continue this topic, but was thinking about what he could do to bring the other party to the ginseng fruit tree with the other party's mental state.
"Thank you Taoist friend Haihan. Why don't we stay in the temple today so that I can ask my Taoist friend for advice."
Zhen Yuanzi enthusiastically persuaded him to stay, but there was no trace of the murderous intention from before.
"No need, my purpose of coming this time has been achieved, so I won't disturb the Taoist priest any more."
Jiang Wenming used retreat to advance.
"Purpose?"
Zhen Yuanzi looked puzzled.
"To be honest, I took the liberty of visiting this time to look for Immortal Zhenyuan. Now that I have seen him, I will naturally go back home."
"Fellow Taoist is joking, Pindao is not a Zhenyuan Immortal."
"No, the Taoist priest misunderstood. I was not talking about the Taoist priest, but someone else."
"Oh? Could it be that besides my three masters and disciples, there are others in Pindao's Wuzhuang Temple?"
Zhen Yuanzi remembered the scene he saw in the backyard before.
