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Chapter 58 Fried Ghost

Aqiang grabbed Ade and Afu who were about to sneak away, and laughed.

Ade and Afu smiled bitterly: "Captain, my family..."

"Shut up, you are the only one in your family, you should stay with me obediently, otherwise I will not let you go even if I am a ghost, the first ones I look for are you."

A De and A Fu looked at each other, secretly cursing A Qiang for being cruel, but in desperation, the two finally chose to stay.

"Hurry up and set the fire on!"

Uncle Jiu said to several people, and after finishing speaking, he turned and entered the room.

"Wencai, fellow daoist, let's set up a net, and when the horse thief arrives, we can temporarily stop her."

Uncle Jiu took out a large net from the inner room. The net was an ordinary fishing net, which had no other shortcomings except being large.

"Fizz!"

The wine jar placed on the ground became more and more joyous, and the sound became louder and louder.

Ah Qiang at the side saw this, took a look at him, and roared angrily: "Shut up, it's too noisy."

However, the two wild pigs ignored A Qiang at all, and continued to howl.

Zira.

Suddenly, Ah Qiang heard the sound of something cracking, followed the sound, and saw a horrifying scene.

"Master, it's not good, the wine jar is cracked."

A Qiang got up and said anxiously, at this moment, the nine uncles and three were installing fishing nets above. Jiang Fan heard it, took out a stack of yellow talismans from his bosom, and said to A Qiang: "Take it, and paste all the outside of the wine jar."

Ah Qiang saw so many yellow talismans, his eyes lit up, he took the yellow talismans with a smile, and said, "Okay, no problem."

With the suppression of the yellow talisman, the wine jar was much quieter. Seeing that everyone around was busy with his own affairs, Ah Qiang quietly put several yellow talismans on his body, observing them while putting them down. Whistling.

"Captain, whoever sees it has a share."

Ade and Afu who were burning the fire came to Aqiang's side and said softly.

"Ooh!"

Ah Qiang did not expect to be seen by these two guys.

Depressed, Ah Qiang took out a few yellow talismans from his hands and handed them to the two, who shook their heads and said, "A few more."

"It's still here, it's almost gone, and the wine jar is not full."

Ah Qiang said dissatisfiedly, put away the yellow talisman, and didn't even look at the two of them.

After a while, the three of Jiang Fan arranged to be caught, and when he came down to look, three black lines appeared on Jiang Fan's face.

A Qiang, this guy, actually skipped the yellow talisman, and Jiang Fan was very speechless with the way the button was swishing.

In reverse operation, Ah Qiang is comparable to Qiu Sheng.

"Hey hey hey, I've used up all the talisman seals, there's nothing I can do..."

A Qiang also saw Jiang Fan's gaze and smiled awkwardly.

Jiang Fan picked up the wine jar, took out a few sheets from his bosom, and pasted up the vacant part at the bottom, and then pasted the bottom as well.

"Fellow Daoist, the horse thief hasn't come yet, is he not coming?"

Mao Shanming looked at the door and found that there was no movement outside and it was very quiet.

"Master, sit down."

At this time, Jiang Fan took out the stool and placed it in front of Uncle Jiu.

Facing Mao Shanming's suspicious eyes, Jiang Fan stared and went to get it by himself.

Uncle Jiu frowned. He didn't know if the leader of the horse thieves would come. Although everyone was a horse thieves, they hadn't reached the point of working their lives for each other.

With the presence of the old god Jiang Fan, he became the most leisurely person in the audience.

"The oil is about to boil."

A Fu and A De raised their heads and said.

"Fizz!"

Upon hearing this, the crowd didn't move yet, but the wine jar started to shake. Even though many talismans were pasted on it, it still couldn't stop the two from their pursuit of survival.

Moreover, as the wine jar was shaking faster and faster, there were more and more cracks on it, and the yellow talismans attached to the wine jar were also shaken and fell off.

"The oil is ready."

At this time, Ah Fu said suddenly.

After hearing this, Jiang Fan quickly picked up the wine jar to prevent it from cracking.

"Hey, let me do it, it's my first time frying ghosts."

Ah Qiang snatched the wine jar from Jiang Fan and said excitedly.

"The horse thief hasn't come at this time, it seems that he won't be able to come tonight." Mao Shanming got up and said, stretching his waist.

Swish.

Suddenly.

Uncle Jiu stood up, looking ahead with a solemn expression.

"coming."

Uncle Jiu said softly.

"What?" Mao Shanming glanced at Uncle Jiu and asked.

boom!
At this moment, the door was suddenly opened violently, and the door was directly blasted into pieces of wood.

Click.

"Oops, my waist..."

The stretched Mao Shanming was frightened by the sudden movement and dodged to his waist.

As soon as the horse thief Wang Po rushed in, she saw A Qiang who was about to throw the wine jar into the oil pan, and immediately screamed: "Heh..."

amount.

Understood, but did not understand.

Ah Qiang looked at Wang Po blankly, not knowing what to do for a while.

Seeing Aqiang's hesitation, Jiang Fan touched Aqiang lightly, and Aqiang immediately screamed: "Don't..."

thump.

As the wine jar fell, Wang Po looked at A Qiang fiercely.

Feeling Wang Po's fierce gaze, Ah Qiang wanted to cry but said tremblingly, "I didn't do it."

In the frying pan, wild boars and wild boars were tumbling, the scalding temperature was unbearable even for ghosts, and they couldn't breathe for a few breaths, so the two of them were immersed in the frying pan, bubbling, and there was not even slag left.

"Gone?"

Ah Qiang was surprised, it was gone, and he was going to taste the fried ghost.

Wang Po couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed towards Ah Qiang and Jiang Fan.

Uncle Jiu took the lead, took the lead, picked up the mahogany sword in his hand, and fought fiercely with Wang Po.

Jiang Fan thought for a while, and decided to run to the door and stay there.

Wang Po is definitely not Jiu Shu's opponent, he stands here to guard nothing more than to prevent Wang Po from running away.

Mao Shanming, who was at a loss at the side, saw Jiang Fan's actions and came over without hesitation. After all, he was not a real material, and he couldn't deal with Wang Po. A professional gangster like Wang Po had to be dealt with by Uncle Jiu .

However, Mao Shanming's behavior attracted Aqiang and the three of them. Compared with Mao Shanming, the three of them were more frightened, fearing that they would be thrown into the frying pan by Wang Po.

"Why are you all here?"

Jiang Fan said speechlessly, he was standing here to prevent Wang Po from escaping.

"We... protect you!"

As he spoke, Ah Qiang held a big shovel and said.

Jiang Fan: "...!"

Wang Po was invulnerable, but facing Jiu Shu's mahogany sword was useless. After a few rounds, Wang Po's cloak was chopped off by Jiu Shu, and she was still injured.

Wang Po also seemed to know that Uncle Jiu was not easy to mess with, and after being repelled by Uncle Jiu, Wang Po turned her gaze to Jiang Fan and the others, only to hear Wang Po's furious roar, and her figure was like lightning, attacking towards the gate.

"Ah, run!"

Everyone exclaimed, and disappeared with a whoosh.

In the blink of an eye, only Jiang Fan was left here alone.

Jiang Fan straddled his horse, clenched his palms into fists, and stared at Wang Po with burning eyes.

(End of this chapter)