The Celestial Master of Time Traveling

"Students, next, teacher, I want to explain to you what is fried ghost." Zhuang Xian stood on the podium, holding a teaching stick, and wrote the three words "fried ghost" on it in a serious manner.

Even with chalk, Zhuang Xian can write elegant regular script. The agility is comparable to Wang Xianzhi, the boldness is comparable to Su Dongpo, and the muscles and bones are comparable to a thin golden body.

Calligrapher Zhuang Xian just smiled: "Which classmate wants to talk about fried ghosts?"

Seeing Jiang Yuxuan raised his hand, Zhuang Xian just looked at him tenderly: "Squad leader, you know too much, you should give other students a chance to speak."

"I knew it right away!" Ruan Minghao's Chinese pronunciation is very strange, "It's the same as fried Hao (hao, one sound) [fried cake], with bread crumbs, and then (coated) with chicken charcoal (egg) Ye, the children in Gebi (next door) are all crying."

"Pfft~" Gongzhu took a mouthful of butter tea, sprayed it out, and patted the table. "Minghao, what good will it do you to laugh at me to death?"

"Children still have to grow up, Ming Hao wants to eat eggs." Zhuang Xian's understanding ability is also very clear, "I will call someone in a while, and I will send you a basket of chicken charcoal (eggs) for calcium supplementation."

Zabu wanted to take advantage of this group of people playing classroom cosplay and run away.

"We shouldn't ignore our opponent." Jiang Yuxuan suddenly threw a banana peel, looked at Zhabu who fell to the ground, and kicked the opponent's head. "Zab is planning to run away."

"Escape is absolutely not allowed." Zhuang Xian pulled Jiang Yuxuan away, "Squad leader, the fruit peel should not be thrown on the ground casually. Large garbage should be divided and put in designated trash bins. Protecting the environment is everyone's responsibility .”

The so-called large-scale garbage, obviously, is Wangcuo Zhabu who has a golden star in his head.

"Bastard Taoist!" Zhabu wanted to escape, but Zhuang Xian stepped on his calf and took out the chainsaw.

"First, I'll show you the classic scene of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre." Without hesitation, Zhuang Xian asked Jiang Yuxuan to help hold Zhabu's hand, and the chainsaw beckoned to Zhabu's waist. "This method of death is similar to cutting in half."

"Pervert Taoist!" Zhabu struggled desperately, "You will go to hell!"

"I killed a demon, not an innocent person." Zhuang Xian put on an apron and explained with a smile. "When killing pigs, it's easy to squirt blood. Wearing an apron, you won't be beaten."

"It's okay, even if it's dirty, you can send it to the washing machine." Jiang Yuxuan blinked, "Anyway, you are the one doing the laundry, and no one will beat you."

"Teacher, when will we know the principle of fried ghosts?" Shintaro Watanabe raised his hand and asked.

"Now I have to separate the garbage first, and then sort the garbage." Zhuang Xian smiled, "This garbage is too big to fit in the trash can, and the teacher is also very embarrassed."

"Zhuang Xian, as long as I have a sliver of soul, I can't let you go!" Zhabu wailed in pain, "I curse you, you will go to hell after death, forever!"

"Remind me, how could I tell you to leave a trace of your soul?" Zhuang Xian cut off Zha Bu's neck with his bare hands, and threw his head into the trash can. "Only by killing your soul can you comfort those innocent people who died tragically because of you."

"Brother Xian, peach wood sword." Jiang Yuxuan handed the peach wood sword over, "The altar has been set up, now we can dispel the evil spirit and send Zhabu's soul into the frying pan."

"Now, Mr. Zhuang is going to show off fried ghosts." Zhuang Xian swung the mahogany sword to provoke Fushui.

The water cup was suspended in mid-air, and the talisman water continuously overflowed from the cup. The water droplets turned into iron rings, and finally condensed together, turning into chains, firmly hoisting an iron pot.

"Come on, let the evil ghost Wangcuo Zhabu go." Qu Zan Lizong waved his hand and ordered, and his subordinates immediately used fishing nets to cover the soul of Zhabu who was about to escape.

"Give him a forehead decoration, so as not to be monotonous." Zhuang Xian looked at Jiang Yuxuan, and he kept taking Yu steps. "Yellow talisman, glutinous rice, black dog blood, Xuan'er, you can figure it out."

"Of course you can't do without the paste." Jiang Yuxuan immediately accepted all these orders, and the paste that had been prepared for a long time also appeared on the stage.

Using paste as an adhesive, Jiang Yuxuan prepared glutinous rice and black dog blood, took the golden legendary jar arranged by Baili Jun with a look of disgust, took out a facial tissue, stuffed his nostrils, and then dug out A large spoonful of golden legends, wrapped in yellow symbols.

"Here is the head of the evil ghost." Qu Zan Lizong asked someone to drag the fishing net forward, and he personally delivered Zhabu's head to Jiang Yuxuan, and Jiang Yuxuan greeted these mixtures with "indescribable taste" On Zab's skull.

After finishing the decoration, Zhabu didn't even have the strength to vomit: "A bunch of perverts... How did I fall in love with you little bitch... You're so blind..."

It's fishy and stinky, these cultivators are really disgusting and devilish, have they cleaned up the public toilets?All greeted Zhabu's head.

"There is one more jar." Baili Jun handed over the freshly baked golden legend, "Master, you have worked hard."

"It stinks, you want to smoke me to death?" Jiang Yuxuan waved his hands with disgust on his face. "You can figure it out on your own."

Bailijun had no choice but to do it himself, pouring these things directly on Zhabu's body: "Master, it's ready to be fried."

"Zhabu, do you have a last word? Hurry up, you won't be able to be a ghost for a while." Zhuang Xian smiled kindly and walked over, ready to clean up Zhabu's ghost.

"Crack, I'm killing my father." Zhuang Xian was taken a few steps back by the sudden stench. "Xuan'er, why are you so harsh?"

"It's not me..." Jiang Yuxuan spread his hands, "Your apprentice insists on doing this."

"My apprentice is so good at playing?" Zhuang Xian rubbed Baili Jun's head, "It's really you."

"Master, I think to deal with a bad guy, you have to die a miserable death." Baili Jun smiled honestly, "Don't disgust him, I really can't get rid of the hatred."

"Just punishing Zhabu in this way, we will also be recruited." Zhuang Xian said helplessly, "Mr. Qu Zan, arrange gas masks to protect the friendly army!"

"Here we come!" Qu Zan Lizong immediately came over with a stack of gas masks in his arms, "Meituan's food delivery is really advanced now, and this kind of thing can also be delivered. If it weren't for the enchantment, the delivery boy could have delivered it directly." Room."

"Give him a good review." Zhuang Xian immediately handed it out, "Let's start work, fried ghost!"

"The tip has already been given. After all, it is not easy to send it outside on the roof of our world." Qu Zan Lizong smiled, opened Alipay on his mobile phone, and showed the data. "I also asked him to run again and deliver the supplies in a while, and the mountain will be covered by heavy snow soon."

"As expected of Mr. Qu Zan, you have considered everything thoroughly." Zhuang Xian looked at the fresh fruits, vegetables and meat on the order and waved to everyone. "Even if the snow turns to spring, everyone can't finish it! After Zhabu is dealt with, we will hold a celebration banquet for three days!"

"Yahoo!" All the people present cheered happily.

"Great man, I want to praise you! Anyway, our relatives are gone and we can't go home, so we might as well hang out with you and be your subordinate." William took off his hat and bowed to Zhuang Xian. "I'm afraid you don't want to raise so many younger brothers."

"The poor Zhuang Xian is already dead, and now I can only ask Ah Wei to die again."

With a hearty smile, Zhuang Xian held up the mahogany sword in his hand like a scepter.

"Big millionaire Zhuang Xian, let alone raising you little brats, no matter how many people there are, I can't raise them fat and strong."

"Then to celebrate the owner of the rich mansion, let's have a drink in the happy days to come." William raised his glass and stood on the table. "The wine I brewed is delicious, and now I share it with everyone. If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and if you don't have wine tomorrow, you can buy it on the street!"

"Tonight is an exception." Zhuang Xian dipped Zhabu's head into the hot oil pan, "From now on, you all have to look like children, study hard, strive for all-round development of morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor, don't be like William, Drinking all day and smoking cigars."

"But I'm a child of the empire on which the sun never sets. I drink and smoke, and my life is happy." William took a big sip, "Don't you also like to drink, castle master?"

"I don't smoke because it's bad for my lungs." Zhuang Xian took a wooden stick and poked Zhabu, who was trying to struggle, into the oil pan. "Looking back, I want to see if you children are suitable for cultivation. Even if you are not suitable, I will make the best use of you. You are all useful."

"Great." Shintaro Watanabe jumped up happily, "I can finally burn my samurai soul! The enemy is at Honnoji Temple, brothers, give me a shot!"

"Isn't it really killing me?" Zhuang Xian was almost splashed by hot oil, so he quickly took out the anti-scalding artifact and blocked it in front of him. "My handsome face can't be burned. If it disfigures me, the president's wife will not want me."

"No, that's a stalk of the anti-Dongli drama, and the Japanese is not standard." Watanabe Shintaro explained in his tenth-level Chinese, "If you take the test, those people won't get the certificate."

"If my wife dares to let go, I will dare to take over." William held his chin, "You really like my appetite, uncle."

"If it's not for the incompatibility of attributes, I also like Ogi-san like Zhuangzhuo very much." Watanabe Shintaro held up a samurai sword, "His personality is very similar to that fool in Owari, but the fool's idea of ​​fighting in the world is not good. I do agree."

"He is indeed a fool." Jiang Yuxuan poked Zhuang Xian on the forehead, "Zhabu almost ran away, why don't you hurry up and chase him?"

"I'll go right away." Zhuang Xian always took the CEO's wife's order as an imperial decree, and he was about to act immediately.

Turning around, he saw Jiang Yuxuan sending the half-baked Zhabu ghost back to the frying pan.

He stretched out his hand and pointed, and the huge pot lid fell down, and Zhabu was completely embraced by the oil temperature, and he could no longer tell each other apart: "Okay, my President Zhuang, Zhabu should be fully cooked by now, do you want to have a bite?" ?”

"Forget it, dear CEO's wife." Zhuang Xian curled his lips, "This pot is useless, after all, it is stained with golden legends."

Author's gossip: In the previous chapter, it was Nozuo, nodie, and the chapter display has no spaces.

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