my weird life

Chapter 351 Fried 'Evil God' (12)

Hexiang instant noodle factory.

The entrance of the staff canteen.

Several iron frames were simply spliced ​​together to support a large iron pot.

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

Fang Yuan and Ji Hong, who had already awakened, watched over the other two piles of life-protecting fires to prevent the flames from going out.

The three fires are arranged in a zigzag shape.

The fat in the iron pan was already boiling, and after a layer of froth quickly gathered, it suddenly dissipated.

In the oil layer, there is still a strange rhyme of the evil god attached to the oil, even if half of the pot of hot oil is heated by the soul burning fire, it can't completely remove this weird rhyme.

——Su Wu asked his companions to bring back the oil from the sauce production workshop,
It is precisely because of the tricky rhyme attached to the grease,
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!
A few people set fire to one side,
While watching Su Wu's movements.

They were standing by the fire, and they could all feel that the Li Gui contained in them was vaguely suppressed by such a raging fire,
The body that has been tormented by the strange rhyme has obtained a rare relaxation and 'healing' by the fire, so it is more and more curious about the means that Su Wu will show next.

The shadow under Su Wu's feet squirmed,

The shadow boa constrictor stood up and opened its mouth wide.

There is a large wooden box in the mouth.

He took out a clay pot from the wooden box, lifted the lid, and mixed the dark frying oil inside into the current pot of brown-black fat that was stained with evil spirits!
As soon as the fried oil is mixed into the pot, it is immediately distinct from the oil that is stained with evil spirits.
Half of the big iron pot is occupied by frying oil,
Half of it is occupied by brown-black evil god grease,
The two do not interfere with each other, just like the layering of cocktails, they cannot be combined into one!

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

The golden red burning soul fire under the pot was so suppressed that it was somewhat extinguished!
"Add firewood!
Add more firewood, don't stand still! "Su Wu instructed Yun Nishang,

At the same time, he stretched out his hand to pick up a stainless steel pot and spoon that came from the staff cafeteria, and violently stirred up the well-defined grease in the pot——the power of the fire emanated from his body, bringing a fiery breath,

Not only fueled the arrogance of the soul-burning fire under the pot,

Stir into the pot with the spoon,

The fat in the pot suddenly burst into flames!
Su Wu violently rolled the grease,

It muddled the two kinds of oils that were different in color and did not interfere with each other!

Taking advantage of this time, Yun Nishang kept filling firewood, and the soul-burning fire that made it blaze again also licked the edge of the pot, and re-burned the iron pot that had been cooled down by mixing in fried oil before!
in an iron pot,
Under the dual action of Burning Soul Fire and Su Wu, the two distinct oils finally merged into one,

Into pure jet black!

Taking advantage of the fact that the frying oil in the iron pan was still boiling, Su Wu reached out and picked up a bowl of soul-recovering rice beside him!

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

A little ghost was trapped in it.

——Before, when everyone was looking for various tools, Su Wu conveniently took the little ghosts that made up the "five internal organs of the gods" of the evil god into custody with soul harvesting rice.
Now it's time to fry!

Whoa!
Pour the small bowl of harvested soul rice into the pot,

A large number of bubbles appeared on the oil surface in an instant——an old woman's head had just popped out of those accumulated bubbles. Su Wu took the pot and spoon, and the power of the torch was wrapped around the pot, and slammed it on the sallow complexion with only two eyes. On the head of the old woman with white eyes,

Press 'it' into the oil pan again!

The moment my mind popped up,

Yun Nishang could see clearly - this was exactly what they met in 'Zhanghe Village' earlier, that limb seemed to be spliced ​​together - the head of the mean old lady!

Did Su Wu actually want to fry it?

This method of frying Li Gui can completely imprison Li Gui? !
Indistinctly, Yun Nishang seemed to understand something, and her eyes sparkled suddenly.

While filling the stove with firewood, she watched Su Wu's movements, seeing Su Wu pressing Li Gui down the oil pan again and again,
In the end, the oil surface fell silent.

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

——That's the 'five elements powder' used to fry Xiaogui.

Five little tricks in a row were all blown out.

It has become the five internal organs of the gods.

The 'five internal organs of the gods' were placed on a tray.

Su Wu finally picked up the bowl of soul harvesting rice that held the 'Evil God' in custody.

The gazes of the few people lingered between the 'God's internal organs' on the tray and the soul-receiving rice in Su Wu's hand. The three of them couldn't understand the reason behind it, but they didn't dare to ask any more questions now, for fear of disturbing Su Wu's making this one. event.

The 'evil god' is not ordinary,
Its fate weighs five taels and seven cents, but after the "immortal coffin" is separated from the mountains and rivers, its real fate weighs only six taels and nine cents.

In terms of fate, there are four or two fierce ghosts, and all of them may be "Huang" level fierce ghosts.

When Su Wu was frying the 'immortal coffin', the 'immortal coffin' had already been forced into silence by the master at the price of his life, so when the coffin was fried,
He encountered no difficulties.

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

This is the first time he fried a 'Huang' level Li Gui.

The tricky rhyme of "Evil God" has completely steamed the bowl of soul-receiving rice, which is covered with a thick layer of mold.
The cold charm seeped out from the rice grains, forming ice flowers covered with stains on the surface of the porcelain bowl.

The protruding rice is still stirring slightly,

From time to time a gap opens,
A strong rancid smell came from under the crack.

Originally, a bowl of soul-absorbing rice could trap an ordinary Li Gui for ten days and half a month, but now this bowl of soul-absorbing rice, after the 'Evil God' was imprisoned, the tricky rhyme of the 'Evil God' continued to struggle, and gradually the rice grains 'Empty', 'corrosion',
Once the weight of this bowl of soul harvesting rice is corroded to less than five taels of money,

'Evil God' will be separated from the soul harvesting rice!
Su Wu glanced around and felt that he had prepared enough firewood, so he said, "I'm going to deep fry the most vicious beast next, you don't need to worry about other things, just keep an eye on your respective fires,
Just don't let them be dimmed in the slightest! "

The pupils of the three shrunk,

They all nodded seriously: "Okay!"

Su Wu flipped his wrist—the bowl of soul-recovering rice fell into the frying pan!
At first, the situation is not different from that of frying small tricks.

A large number of bubbles appeared on the oil surface,

Bubbles gather,

The bubbles dissipated suddenly - the whole pot of fried oil instantly turned into a constantly rotating vortex, and as the vortex turned and churned, layers of rich evil gods and strange charms rushed out of those ripples, flooding the side of the pot,
It's like covering the pot when cooking porridge, but the large amount of air bubbles in the pot pushes the lid open!
The ghostly rhyme that was stained with deep-fried oil spilled from the side of the pot, and the chilly breath extinguished the soul-burning fire under the pot!

The soul-burning fire that was originally blazing,

Because of these churning evil gods and rhymes,

Most of it was directly doused out,

The light of the fire is constantly getting dim!

A white shadow appeared behind Yun Nishang, and the 'Xiu Niang' faced the canvas, threading the needles—silk threads radiated from Yun Nishang's ten fingers, pulling pieces of firewood over,

Fill it all into the fire,
The soul-burning fire suddenly sprang up!
The side of the pot is still splashing with evil spirits and charms——Yun Nishang simply sewed a circle of 'pot table' with needle and thread, and put it on the side of the pot!

Those evil gods and charms attached to the fried oil splashed on the "pot table" of the thread weaving,

Erosion towards Yun Nishang itself,

At the same time, the fried oil threatened Xiuniang, causing Xiuniang to continue to show power against Yun Nishang, causing even greater pain to Yun Nishang!

"Put away the needle and thread!
You don't care about other things, just keep the fire under the pot burning all the time! "Su Wu said to Yun Nishang,
Yun Nishang took back her needle and thread when she heard the words,

Seeing that Su Wu's eyes, ears, mouth and nose were filled with raging flames,
The flames carry a rich scent of incense,

In an instant, it covered the entire surface of the iron pot, as if it had become a 'pot cover'!
under the iron pot,
The vortex formed by frying the oil became more and more violent,
Gray arms stretched out from the vortex, grabbing the side of the pot,

Immediately afterwards, a large number of wilted hairs began to emerge on the oil surface, one was covered with purple-black blood, and the eyes were completely black, only the head of a woman with hazy eyes protruded from the pot.

Those hazy eyes like jujube kernels stared at Su Wu,

open your mouth
The corners of the mouth are split to the base of the ears,

Let out a sharp whistle: "Ah——"

This shrill scream was imprisoned in the pot, and only Su Wu could bear its impact!
Gold cobra heads quickly emerged from the back of his head to bear the miserable howling for him, so that his internal organs would not be disintegrated in the howling sound!
At the same time, Su Wu dropped the pot and spoon,
Holding the sides of the pot with both hands—the whole iron pot trembled because of the scream of the evil god,
If you don't hold it down forcibly, the pot is likely to be overturned on the spot!
Then everything will fall short!
At the moment when Su Wu pressed the iron pot with both hands to prevent the iron pot from being overturned,

The evil god in the oil pan stretched out his hands that were continuously wrapped and soaked in the oil, those hands that were stained with black butter and constantly bulging, and held the head of Su Wu who was close at hand!

Yun Nishang is creepy!
In the next moment, a piece of withered human skin paper flew up from Su Wu's chest,

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

As soon as the facial makeup was pasted on Su Wu's face, suddenly there were banners flying against the wind on Su Wu's back, all covered in pitch-black armor——He suddenly opened his mouth——

"Haha——"

Su Wu spat out a pitch-black purple-black stick with the words 'Dinghaishen Needle Iron, [-] catties' written on it.
According to the hands stretched out by the "evil god" and swept with a stick,
Crying and howling!

The wind is blowing!

The evil god's hands were swept off the pan,

Then,

The big stick pressed its head into the pot too!

Su Wu held the iron pot with both hands, and a raging torch was burning all over his body, enveloping the iron pot and the fire under the iron pot!
He stretched out his ghostly hand under his armpit, grabbed the fine steel spatula beside him,
Stir vigorously in the pot!
There is also a purple-black golden cudgel hanging beside it, ready for battle!
After that, the evil god rushed out of the frying pan several times, but was suppressed by Su Wu with various means!
——The few 'wish coins' presented to him by the old Taoist priest were all exchanged by him to strengthen people's wishes and stir up fire!
finally,
There is less and less fat in the oil pan,

Fewer and fewer,

until it disappears completely!

A hideous, male and female wooden doll was exposed at the bottom of the pot.

The flames all over Su Wu's body were extinguished, and the change of facial makeup was turned off. The moment he picked up the wooden doll from the pot—the iron pot suddenly cracked into several pieces!

If Su Wu hadn't been hugging the iron pot before,
This pot has long been shattered because it couldn't bear the struggle of the evil god!
(End of this chapter)