This seemingly ordinary young man will definitely change the situation in Liangshan.
"Son of the Black Dragon!"
"Son of the Black Dragon!"
Aluba, it was in this atmosphere where everyone was roaring like crazy that they came here. Along the way, those Liangshan people were eager for the holy water in the basket of the Son of the Black Dragon to be sprinkled on them.
Be blessed by God...
Shama Zhuoyi and others were already livid.
"Shahorse-headed man, how are you?"
Liu Zheng looked at it with a smile.
"fart!"
Shama Zhuoyi was so angry that he was trembling all over. How could he bear being slapped in the face again and again by this Dragon Flame man? He snorted coldly: "My lord, who will be the real great Bimo? It depends on what happens tomorrow."
Grand event!”
"Hahaha good!"
Liu Zheng smiled.
He knew that Shama Zhuoyi relied on opium, and felt that there was still hope for a comeback...
But do you think...
Would I give you this chance?
On the first day of Duzai, Aluba made a stunning appearance and achieved great success. Liu Zheng and others were too lazy to play here anymore. After going through some necessary procedures, they all went home.
"So happy, hahahaha!"
Returning to Liu Zheng's camp, Huo Buquli laughed loudly: "In the past few years, our ethnic group has been suppressed by Shama and can't lift our heads. Today is really happy!"
Liu Zheng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "That's what I say, but how embarrassed he is during the Torch Festival will only make him determined to go to war with us."
Huo Buquli sneered: "If a war begins, then it will begin. Who is afraid?"
Pei Yanran was at the side, staring at Liu Zheng with twinkling eyes: "Sir, you have to explain to me why we, the patriarch, are allowed to step on the oil pan! Also, the oil pan is boiling hot, why is Brother Qin okay?"
When I asked this question, several people looked curiously.
Huo Buquli didn't know about this either.
Liu Zheng smiled and said: "Let your brother Qin do the talking."
Qin Changfeng scratched his head and said: "I don't know, but it's just not hot..."
Liu Zheng nodded and asked him: "It looks like hot air, can Brother Qin smell anything?"
Qin Changfeng's eyes lit up: "It smells like vinegar!"
Liu Zheng said: "That's right, put the vinegar under the oil. Because the boiling point of vinegar is low, the pot will boil soon. When you look at it suddenly, you think the oil is boiling. In fact, the oil is still cold at this time.
.So it will not cause any harm to the human body.”
"this......"
"Is this true?"
"Is there any other way to say this?"
Several people were shocked at the same time.
Liu Zheng smiled and shook his head.
This is the most basic charlatan's trick in ancient times. The boiling point of vinegar is around 40 degrees, and people can easily handle that level of heat.
Unexpectedly.
With just such a trick, he was able to roam Liangshan for so long.
He couldn't help but sigh, ancient times were really good.
Pei Yanran continued to ask why Aluba could walk on water and in the sky...
Liu Zheng rolled his eyes.
How could he explain these various refractions and the issue of props?
He simply waved his hand and said we would talk about it later.
But as soon as the words came out, I felt something was wrong. I glanced at Qin Changfeng secretly and muttered my sins silently in my heart.
Being brothers has no other meaning.
"No matter what, tomorrow's Duge is the real show."
Liu Zheng said.
Several people were refreshed at the same time.
Can Aluba, and the identity of the Black Dragon's son, be recognized and worshiped by the entire Liangshan?
You will get the answer tomorrow!
on the other hand.
What they have to consider is.
If there is a winner in the Douge event tomorrow...
On that very day, Shama Zhuoyi will become angry and start a war.
...
"waste!"
"They're all a bunch of trash!"
Here, Shama Zhuoyi returned to his tent. He was so angry that he overturned the wine table.
"Headman..."
"Headman, calm down!"
Shama Zhuoyi looked coldly at Jim Youla who was kneeling on the ground, and roared: "Calm down, how do you want me to calm down? How can a Han man, with a child, destroy you big bimo? I want to
What do you do for food!"
Jimu Youla had a bitter look on his face: "The leader, I don't know why he, why he can see through..."
Shama Zhuoyi kicked him fiercely: "What should I do now? Tell me what to do? Huh? If this big bimo is not ours, what is the use of it?"
Jimu Youla got up and said: "Headman, don't worry, we have the magic medicine. If he gets hit in the trousers of the Duge event tomorrow, he will definitely fail miserably!"
Shama Zhuoyi hummed: "It's best like this, otherwise..."
A murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "Just be prepared to follow these Han people and die together!"