Looking at the big gourd in his arms, Zhang Nan was a little confused for a moment.
"This...what is this?"
Wang Tiezhu sat on the Jingfeng Sword and raised his chin slightly.
"Open it."
Although Zhang Nan had doubts, she could only obey the instructions.
However, after removing the stopper from the gourd, a very strong smell of solid human excrement hit his face. In an instant, his stomach began to churn, and then he lowered his head and vomited.
"vomit!"
Seeing this scene, Wang Tiezhu was stunned for a moment.
"It's strange, do dung slugs smell that bad? Why didn't I have such a strong reaction before?"
That's right, the gourd he gave Zhang Nan contained the same giant dung slugs he got from Lianshan during the day!
However, what he didn't know was that what he saw at Lianshan's stall during the day was the first-generation product, which had the lightest smell, and was displayed in order to avoid fuming away customers.
Later, in order to thank him for recognizing him, he directly gave him the latest generation, the fifth generation of dung slugs.
The smell is dozens of times stronger than the first generation!
Zhang Nan's first reaction was to vomit instead of fainting, which is already considered a very strong resistance!
He was still wondering, Zhang Nan over there was vomiting so hard that he almost turned his stomach inside out!
"Wang Tiezhu, who suffered a thousand cuts! No wonder he said he wouldn't kill me. It turns out he wanted to insult me with excrement! A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated! I would rather die than this!"
Zhang Nan had just finished thinking about it and was about to declare to Wang Tiezhu his determination to die to prove his ambition, when he suddenly felt a chill on his arm, and something seemed to be squirming.
"this?"
Zhang Nan turned around with doubts, only to find that a fat slug the size of a palm had appeared on his arm at some point!
It's just that this slug is similar to the one in my own latrine in terms of color and shape. What's more terrible is that the smell is dozens of times stronger than the slug in my own latrine!
Only then did he realize that the gourd was not filled with green farmyard manure, but this fat slug that seemed to have been soaked in a manure pit for hundreds of years!
After a brief moment of confusion, he swung his arms wildly, trying to get this creature that shouldn't exist in the world out of his arm!
However, the slug seemed to be stuck to his arm. No matter how hard he tried, it didn't move at all!
On the contrary, his actions also scared the big dung slug. With a bang, a cloud of earthy yellow gas spread out from the slug, just wrapping him in it.
The moment the gas poured into his nose, Zhang Nan seemed to see his grandfather who had been dead for many years in a trance.
With tears in his eyes, he murmured when he saw the old man with a kind smile.
"Grandpa...have you come to pick me up? Grandpa...my grandson is in so much pain...please take me away, grandpa..."
However, the moment he stretched out his arm to catch his grandfather, his kind face suddenly turned ferocious!
"Go away! You are not my grandson! I don't have a grandson who eats shit!"
Just as he was eagerly preparing to explain, his grandfather's figure turned into a ball of khaki mist and dissipated.
And he himself fell to the ground in a daze, with unreasonable tears on his face...
Seeing this scene, Wang Tiezhu was really dumbfounded.
He never expected that the power of dung slugs could actually cause hallucinations in people!
Seeing Zhang Nan lying motionless on the ground, Wang Tiezhu was startled and quickly jumped down from the Jingfeng Sword.
"It's broken! Will this kid be smoked to death? Don't! I promised not to kill him first! I just want to use him to test the power of this big dung slug! If his father comes, the whole
It’s like I have no credibility!”
With that said, Wang Tiezhu hurried towards Zhang Nan.
However, the moment he entered the khaki gas range, he suddenly changed his mind and stopped checking on Zhang Nan's life situation, and turned around and left.
"That's all, just die! It's better for him to die than for me... ugh!"
…
Just when Wang Tiezhu was vomiting while holding the Jingfeng Sword, Zhou Chongfeng's figure appeared in front of a luxurious mansion.
He looked up at the plaque hanging on the door that read "City Lord Zhang Mansion". He sighed silently, shook his head, and pushed the door open.
In the largest hall of the Zhang Mansion, a banquet was being held. The hosts were none other than the city lord Zhang Tianlai and the leader of the Five Poison Sect, Chi Shenzhen Zhenren, as well as several others, all of whom were high-level officials of Chuchan City and the Five Poison Sect.
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They gathered here precisely to discuss the specific matters of the Five Poisons Conference.
The city lord Zhang Tianlai is a middle-aged man with fair hair and a square appearance. He is wearing a purple robe. He sits on the main seat, raises his wine glass and smiles at everyone.
"Everyone! This year's Five Poisons Conference, I have to do something for you again! I, Zhang Tianlai, am here to pay you double respect. After the Five Poisons Conference is over, I will reward you properly!"
Everyone in the audience also raised their glasses, and one of them complimented.
"What do you mean by the City Lord? It is because of the wise decision of the City Lord and the Red Snake Sect Master that today's grand scene has happened. The few of us have only done some meager efforts. How can we call it troublesome?
So it shouldn’t be the City Lord who respects us, but we should respect the City Lord and the Five Poison Sect Masters, don’t you think so?”
His words were immediately echoed by others around him.
One by one, they held up the wine glasses in their hands and shouted, "The Lord of the City is Holy, the Lord of the Gate is Holy!"
Seeing this scene, Zhang Tianlai smiled at a thin old Taoist wearing a red robe and a sinister face next to him.
"Brother Red Snake, how are you planning to report on your Five Poison Sect's competition this year?"
I saw the real Red Snake grinning, showing a mouth full of fangs!
"Brother, there is no need to worry. Pindao has selected some outstanding disciples in the sect and ordered them to compete on the ring in the center of the square. A large number of people will definitely be attracted by them.
Pindao takes this opportunity to start recruiting disciples, and he will definitely be able to recruit a large number of disciples for the Five Poison Sect! By then, no one can shake the throne of the Five Poison Sect's number one! Hahahaha!"
Zhang Tianlai's eyes lit up after hearing this. After all, Wu Du Sect and Chu Chan City are now grasshoppers in the same boat. As the other party's power becomes stronger, he will also benefit from it!
"It's a good thing to be able to recruit more disciples. But brother, can you still fit so many people into your Five Poison Mountain?"
In addition to being pleasantly surprised, Zhang Tianlai also raised a practical question.
After all, Wudu Mountain was already overcrowded a few years ago.
That’s why the Five Poisons Conference was held in Chuchan City. If we recruit more disciples this year, Chuchan City may not be enough next year!