My Weird Life

   Chapter 351 Fried ‘Evil God’ (12)

  Hexiang Instant Noodle Factory.

  The entrance of the staff canteen.

  Several iron racks were simply spliced ​​together to hold up a large iron pot.

   Yun Nishang picked up the firewood and filled it into the golden red soul fire that was burning under the iron frame.

   Fang Yuan and Ji Hong, who had woken up, looked after the other two fires to prevent the flames from going out.

  The three fires are arranged in a zigzag pattern.

  The grease in the iron pot has boiled, and a layer of scum quickly gathers and then dissipates.

  In the oil layer, there are still evil spirits that are attached to the oil. Even if half a pot of hot oil is heated by the soul fire, it cannot be completely removed.

  —Su Wu ordered his companions to bring back these oils from the sauce production workshop,

   It is precisely because the grease is attached to the sly and quirky rhyme,

  This kind of oil is harmful to anyone, but it can promote the effectiveness of real frying oil and enhance the power of frying oil!

   Several people were burning fire,

   While watching Su Wu's movements.

   They were beside the fire, and they could all feel that the fierceness they contained was vaguely suppressed by the fire,

   The body that has been tortured by the strange rhythm has obtained a rare relaxation and 'healing' by the fire, so he is more and more curious about the means Su Wu will show next.

   The shadow under Su Wu's feet wriggled,

   The shadow python stood up and opened its **** mouth.

   There is a large wooden box in the mouth.

   He took out a clay pot from the wooden box, lifted the lid, and put the dark frying oil inside into the brown-black oil that was sticking to the evil spirits!

   As soon as the frying oil is mixed into the pot, it is immediately distinct from the oil that is attached to the evil spirit.

  The large iron pot is half occupied by the oil for frying,

   Half is occupied by brown-black evil **** grease,

   The well water of the two does not make the river water, just like the layers of a cocktail, they cannot be merged into one!

   Yun Nishang, who had been burning the fire underneath, noticed that as Su Wu mixed the black oil from a clay pot into the pot, the iron pot that was slightly cold became colder now.

   Actually, the golden red soul fire under the pot was somewhat dimmed!

   "Add firewood!

  Add more firewood, don't stand still! "Su Wu instructed Yun Nishang,

   At the same time, he reached out and picked up a stainless steel pot and spoon that came from the staff canteen, and violently stirred up the clear oil in the pot - the power of fire diffused from his body, bringing a fiery breath,

   not only fueled the arrogance of the soul fire under the pot,

   Stirred into the pot along the pot and spoon,

   made the grease in the pot burst into flames!

  Su Wu violently rolled the grease,

   Mud up all the oils and fats of the two different colors that do not interfere with the river water!

   Taking advantage of this time, Yun Nishang continued to fill in the firewood, and the soul-burning fire that made it raging again, also licked the edge of the pot, and heated the iron pot that had been cooled down by adding the frying oil to the hot again!

  In the iron pot,

  The two distinct oils and fats finally merged into one under the dual action of Soul Burning Fire and Su Wu.

   turns into pure jet black!

   While the frying oil in the iron pan was still boiling, Su Wu reached out and picked up the bowl of soul-collecting rice next to him!

   This bowl of soul harvesting rice has been steamed by Li Weiyun,

   There is a little monster trapped in it.

  —Previously, when everyone was looking for various tools, Su Wu took all the little creatures that made up the evil god's "spiritual five internal organs" with soul harvesting rice.

   Now it's just fried!

  Wow!

  Pour a small bowl of soul harvesting rice into the pot,

A lot of air bubbles instantly appeared on the oil surface - an old woman's head just popped out of the accumulated air bubbles, Su Wu carried the pot and spoon, and the power of fire was wrapped around the pot and spoon, and slapped the sallow complexion with only eyes left. On the head of the white-eyed old woman,

   pressed 'it' into the frying pan again!

The moment    his head floated up,

   Yun Nishang can see clearly - this is exactly what they met in 'Zhanghe Village' before, the limbs seem to be spliced ​​together - the head of a mean old lady!

  Su Wu is actually going to fry it?

   This method of frying Ligui can completely imprison Ligui? !

   Indistinctly, Yun Nishang seemed to understand something, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

   While filling the stove with firewood, she followed Su Wu's movements and saw the old woman's stern head rise from the oil surface several times, and every time she was pressed down by Su Wu with a spoon,

  In the end, the oil surface returned to silence.

   saw Su Wu start to sprinkle various powders into the oil pan again.

  —that is the 'five elements powder' used to fry the little tricks.

   Five little monsters in a row were all blown up.

   becomes a bright red heart;

   dark red kidneys;

   pink lungs;

   Tender red liver with bluish purple;

   Tender red with yellow-green spleen.

  'God's five internal organs' were placed in a tray.

  Su Wu finally carried the bowl of soul-collecting rice that contained the 'Evil God'.

The eyes of several people lingered between the 'God's five internal organs' in the tray and the soul-collecting rice in Su Wu's hands. The three of them couldn't understand the principle, but they didn't dare to ask more now, for fear of disturbing Su Wu to make this piece. event.

   'Evil God' is not ordinary,

  The value of his life is five taels of seven coins, and after the 'immortal coffin' is separated from the mountains and rivers, its real life style is only six taels of nine coins.

   A forty-two sternness on the fate level may all be a 'wilderness' level sternness.

  When Su Wu was frying the 'immortal coffin', the 'immortal coffin' had already been forced into silence by the master at the cost of his life, so when he fried this coffin,

   He encountered no difficulties.

   The current situation of frying the 'Evil God' must be very different from the situation when frying the 'Xianren Coffin', and he also needs to be extra careful.

   This is the first time he has fried a 'wild' level of savagery.

   The strange rhythm of 'Evil God' has completely steamed the bowl of soul harvesting rice, which is covered with a thick layer of mold,

  The gloomy and cold rhyme oozes out from the rice grains, forming patches of stained ice flowers on the surface of the porcelain bowl.

   The pointed rice is still stirring slightly,

   From time to time a gap opens,

   A strong rancid smell came from under the gap.

Originally, a bowl of soul-collecting rice could trap an ordinary person for ten days and a half, but now, after this bowl of soul-collecting rice, after imprisoning the 'evil god', the 'evil god''s rhyme is constantly struggling, and gradually the grain of rice is shattered. 'hollow', 'corrosion',

  Once the weight of this bowl of soul harvesting rice is corroded to less than five or seven dollars,

   The 'Evil God' will be freed from the Soul Harvest Rice!

  Su Wu glanced around, and consciously prepared enough firewood, he said: "I'm going to fry this most ferocious beast next, you don't need to worry about other things, just look after your own fire,

   Don't let them fade away a little! "

   The pupils of the three people shrunk,

   All nodded solemnly: "Okay!"

  Su Wu flipped his wrist—the bowl of soul-collecting rice fell into the oil pan!

  In the beginning, the situation was not different from the situation when frying Xiaoji.

  A lot of air bubbles appeared on the oil surface,

   Bubbles gather,

  The bubbles dissipated suddenly—the whole pot of frying oil instantly turned into a vortex that was constantly rotating.

   It's like putting the lid on the pot when cooking porridge, but a lot of air bubbles in the pot open the lid!

   The strange rhyme stained with fried oil spilled from the side of the pot, and the cold and frigid breath quenched the burning soul fire under the pot!

   The fire of the burning soul that was burning brightly,

  Because of these tumultuous evil spirits,

   was directly doused with most of it,

  The light of the fire especially keeps getting dim!

   A white shadow appeared behind Yunnishang, the 'Xiu Niang' was facing the canvas, threading needles and threads—threads of silk emanated from Yunnishang's ten fingers, pulling up pieces of firewood,

   all filled into the fire,

   Soul Burning Fire jumped up suddenly!

   The edge of the pot is still splashing with evil spirits and strange charms - Yun Nishang simply sewed a circle of 'pot platform' with needles and threads, holding it on the edge of the pot!

   Those evil spirits with fried oil splashed on the 'pot table' made of thread,

   erodes towards Yunnishang itself,

  The fried oil threatened Xiu Niang at the same time, which caused Xiu Niang to turn to Yun Nishang and continue to show her power, causing even more pain to Yun Nishang!

   "Remove the needle and thread!

  You don't have to worry about anything else, just make sure the fire under the pot is always burning! "Su Wu said to Yun Nishang,

   Yun Nishang heard the words and took back the needle and thread,

   saw Su Wu's eyes, ears, mouth and nose overflowing with flaming flames,

  The flames carry the rich scent of incense,

   instantly covered the entire surface of the wok, like a 'pot lid'!

  Under the iron pot,

  The vortex formed by the frying oil swirled more and more violently,

   One after another gray-white arms stretched out from the vortex, grabbed the edge of the pot,

   Immediately afterwards, a large number of withered hairs began to appear on the oil surface. One was covered with purple-black blood, and the eye sockets were dark. Only the head of the woman with yellow eyes stuck out from the pot.

   Those jujube-like yellow eyes stared at Su Wu,

   open your mouth,

  The corner of the mouth is split to the base of the ear,

   screamed loudly: "Ah—"

   This shrill scream was imprisoned in the pot, and only Su Wu could bear the impact!

   A golden cobra head quickly appeared in the back of his head, to withstand this miserable howl for him, so that his internal organs would not be disintegrated in the whistling sound!

   At the same time, Su Wu dropped the pot and spoon,

   He grabbed the edge of the pot with both hands—the whole iron pot trembled because of the howl of the evil god,

  If you don't hold it down forcibly, the pot is very likely to be overturned on the spot!

   That will all fall short!

   At the moment when Su Wu held the iron pot with both hands to prevent the iron pot from being overturned,

  The evil **** in the frying pan stretched out his hands that were continuously wrapped in grease and deep-frying, those hands that were stained with black butter and bubbling up one by one, held Su Wu's head close at hand!

   Yunnishang is creepy!

   In the next instant, a withered and yellow human skin soared up from Su Wu's chest,

   The invisible hand and the human skin quickly sketched a face of the 'Great Sage Monkey King',

  The mask was pasted on Su Wu's face, and Su Wu's back suddenly appeared a flag that was hunting in the wind. He was wearing jet-black armor—he suddenly opened his mouth and spit—

   "Ha ah ah-"

   A pitch-black stick with the words 'Dinghaishen Needle Iron, 13,500 jin' written on it was spit out from Su Wu's mouth.

   swiped with a stick according to the outstretched hands of the ‘Evil God’,

   Ghostly howl!

   The gloomy wind blows!

  The hands of the evil **** were swept off the frying pan,

   Then,

  The big stick also pressed its head into the pot!

  Su Wu held the iron pot in both hands, his whole body was on fire, and he contained the iron pot and the fire under the iron pot!

   He stretched out a ghost hand under his arm, grabbed the stainless steel spatula beside him,

   Struggling to stir in the pot!

   There is also a purple-black gold hoop stick hanging beside it, ready for battle!

  The evil **** rushed out of the frying pan several times after that, but was suppressed by Su Wu by various means!

  —The 'wish money' given to him by the old Taoist was exchanged by him to strengthen people's wishes and stir up fire!

finally,

  The oil in the oil pan is getting less and less,

Fewer and fewer,

   until it disappears completely!

   A woodcarved puppet with a ferocious face, looking like a man and a woman, was exposed at the bottom of the pot.

  Su Wu extinguished the flames all over his body, changed his face, and picked up the wooden doll from the pot—the iron pot suddenly cracked into several pieces!

  If Fei Su Wu had been holding an iron pot before,

   This pot has long since shattered because it could not withstand the struggle of the evil god!

   (end of this chapter)