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Chapter 887 Please enter the urn (2)

The children in the Jiang family were crying and howling, and the children in the medicine house were also fighting.

Grab the meat and eat it.

The fragrance of the pearl meatballs and onyx meat that Manager Jiang personally put on the plate was so fragrant that the five of them immediately got on well with Tang Yuzi's younger brother. They made him eat one meatball and one piece of meat in a warm and affectionate manner, and the remaining ones were less than three

It all disappeared in seconds. Tang Yuzi hadn't finished chewing the meat in his mouth.

Hu Qing didn't even have time to take out more, and was silent when he saw this: "Is it so delicious?"

"It's a good time, better than what mom did." Hu Nuan's mouth bulged like a squirrel.

Hu Qing sneered, took out two full small jars, and waved his chopsticks at lightning speed. The naked eye could see the pearl balls, agate meat, and meat falling down layer by layer.

Hu Nuan screamed and rushed forward, Jin Xin, Xiao Sui, Lengruo and Lan Jiu also rushed forward faster than their heads.

The clatter is the sound of chopsticks clashing.

Tang Yuzi soaking in the hot spring: Is this how people outside eat?

Hu Qing ducked out and came out, carrying a large plate. On top was the plate she had set herself, without the peacock carved from winter melon. She picked up Tang Yuzi and the lone peacock on the empty plate in front of her.

"Eat. Don't follow the example of your senior brothers and sisters."

Tang Yuzi looked at the plate full of meatballs and pieces of meat, and said carefully: "I can't eat it." His eyes slipped to the side.

"Don't worry about them. Why can't you eat? Such a big belly can't hold this little meat. Look up and open your mouth. Let me see if the throat tube is too thin. You little man, you have to eat more meat to gain weight. Look at you.

You're skinny, these ribs have eight ribs, eat them quickly."

Tang Yuzi ate it with a spoon, filling his mouth with just one piece of meat. He chewed it slowly and for a long time, looking at it lightly and nervously.

I sincerely suggested to Elder Tang Da: "Why don't you take on a good disciple and let the two of you fight to eat it."

Elder Tang was speechless: "How can a disciple be accepted so casually?"

At this moment, Elder Tang Er came over and said, "You five, go to the backyard."

The five people who were grabbing the meat stopped, and Hu Qing immediately snatched the small vat over.

"Elder Yao, we haven't eaten enough yet—"

"Eat whatever you want. Go and get checked quickly. If you are really going to be cursed, why don't you go to Fuling Sword Tomb? Kneel down at the mountain gate one by one!" Lin Yin scolded sternly.

I washed my chopsticks and wiped my mouth, then lined up and went to the back. The chefs followed, and Qiao Yu walked at the end.

Hu Qing didn't know when he came back. Anyway, as soon as she came back, she saw him in the medicine house.

He bent down and asked Tang Yuzi: "What else do you want to eat? What do you like to eat?"

Tang Yuzi: "That's it."

Hu Qing: "I see that you don't like eating very much."

The little brows are wrinkled. Isn’t it delicious?

Tang Yuzi: "It's different from what I ate before."

Elder Tang, who was guarding him, said: "The sense of taste is affected by the medicine, temporarily."

Hu Qing suddenly realized: "So that's it, then - if you give him something unpleasant to eat, will he find it delicious?"

Elder Tang Da: I didn’t even think of this idea. Otherwise, try it?

He coughed twice: "You go and see Hu Nuan, I will guard Yuzi here."

Hu nodded lightly, patted the child's head and walked back.

When Elder Tang saw her leaving, he put all the meat aside and put it away. He looked at the medicine jar and rolled up his sleeves. What's so difficult about making something unpleasant? Cook it.

The Hu Qing in the backyard was extremely frightened. Is this—please enter the urn?

Five pits were dug in the ground, with five urns placed on top. Carbonite was burning under the urns. Inside the urns - she stepped forward and took a look. There was no water in them and they were full of bugs!

You don’t have to play it so big!

Hu Nuan and the others were very calm and jumped in with a grimace, as if they were quite used to it.

Hu Qing was shocked: "It turns out that the famous sect is playing so wildly."

I admire her as a casual cultivator.

Shuang Hua: "Elder Tang Er just doesn't like to show off, but in fact he is very powerful in both erysipelas and poison. The Wanqing Alchemist of the Alchemy Sect, at the seventh level, Elder Tang Er is not inferior to him. I don't know about the poison path, but he must be very powerful.

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Lin Yin echoed: "On the poison path, I think Elder Tang Er should be no lower than the sixth level. Not only elixirs and poisons, Elder Tang Er is also proficient in poisons and poisons."

Talents, masters, this is the greatness of the great sect. Should I join the great sect?

It seems too late now.

She lowered her lower body sideways and looked at the carbon stone under the urn. It was mineral carbon, not charcoal. What does this mean?

Elder Tang Er saw her doubts: "I used mineral carbon and added some special things to make this specially. It can activate the power of the witchcraft. However, the power of the witchcraft is too ethereal and it is difficult for monks to sense it, so

The bugs that have been fed with the medicine must be placed in the same place for examination. If the bugs die, they are fine. If the bugs do not die, it means that they are indeed under a witchcraft."

Hu Qing was surprised when he heard that mineral carbon added with other things and then refined into carbon would have special effects. Then could he also use his thoughts on fuel to refine the equipment to achieve miraculous effects? Yes, he originally made fuel from fuel.

Coming from the world, how come you are so focused on the method of using earth fire here?

Well, I'll try it later.

Question: "Won't it burn people to death?"

"They will insist on themselves."

The temperature in the urn started to rise, and as expected, the spiritual power in their bodies automatically protected their bodies, and they were still interested in sitting in the urn and catching bugs.

But as the bottom of the urn burned red, there was a faint buzzing sound in the urn, like a buzzing sound. As the buzzing sound became more obvious, there was a faint sound that seemed to be human crying.

Now the five of them could no longer play, so they held the edge of the urn with both hands.

The man's cries became sob-like, as if one person was wailing and saying something, and then there was another person who responded. There were also faint screams, and there was madness.

Laughing and wailing in despair.

The five people shuddered and scratched the edge of the urn to ask for help: "Master~Fu~"

The four masters and Hu Qing were also horrified and asked for help: "Elder——"

Is this the poison of witchcraft? It is indeed the sound of a curse, made by desperate, crazy, and resentful people.

Elder Tang Er smiled slightly: "No. It's just a rare opportunity, so I took the opportunity to do some small experiments."

What experiment?

"I added some ghost power to the urn to see if it can trigger the witchcraft to cause strange things."

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Lan Jiu resented: "Master, do you want to use us for research on evil arts?"

Elder Tang Er: "How could it be a witchcraft? If it were a witchcraft, how could you keep the book of witchcraft and curses secretly and learn the contents from it?"

Lan Jiu: "."

Hu Qing: This is called being rude and silent.

Hu Nuan: "Elder, we haven't learned enough, and we can't even understand the words above."

"Ah, can you just burn it if you don't understand it?" Elder Tang Er said, but he glanced at the five adults.

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I blame them for burning books without permission!

Forget it, they are not the ones in the urn anyway. This is called repaying the debt of the father and the son.

Hu Qing touched his arm and saw small bumps on his skin: "Is it really a ghost?"

Even if he lived with thousands of souls for ten years, Hu Qing was still not immune to Ah Piao.

Shuanghua: "It's just a little Yin power, don't be afraid."

Hu Qing nodded, then screamed the next second, stared at the sky behind Hu Nuan, and covered his mouth.


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