Several iron frames were simply spliced together to hold up a large iron pot.
Yun Nishang picked up each piece of firewood and filled it into the golden red soul fire that was burning under the iron frame.
Fang Yuan and Ji Hong, who had already woken up, looked after the other two piles of life-protecting fires to prevent the flames from extinguishing.
Three fires are arranged in a Z-shaped arrangement.
The fat in the iron pot was already boiling, and a layer of foam quickly gathered and then dissipated.
In the oil layer, there is still the charm of the evil god attached to the oil. Even if half the pot of hot oil is heated by the soul-burning fire, this charm cannot be completely removed.
——Su Wu ordered his companions to bring back these fats from the sauce production workshop.
It's because of the strange charm attached to the grease,
This kind of fat is harmful to anyone, but it can promote the effectiveness of real fried oil and enhance the power of fried oil!
Several people were lighting a fire,
While watching Su Wu's movements.
They were standing next to the fire, and they could all feel that the evil spirits they contained were vaguely suppressed by the fierce fire.
The body, which had been tortured by the strange rhymes, found a rare moment of relaxation and 'healing' by the fire, so it became more and more curious about the methods Su Wu would show next.
The shadows under Su Wu's feet squirmed,
The shadow python stood tall and opened its bloody mouth.
There is a large wooden box in the mouth.
He took out a clay pot from the wooden box, opened the lid, and mixed the dark fried oil inside into the brown-black grease that was stained with evil spirits!
As soon as the fried oil is mixed into the pot, it is immediately distinct from the oil with the evil charm attached to it.
Half of the big iron pot was occupied by deep-fried oil.
Half of it is occupied by brown and black evil god grease,
The two are incompatible with each other, just like the layers of a cocktail, they cannot be integrated into one!
Yun Nishang, who had been lighting the fire underneath, noticed that as Su Wu added black oil from a clay pot into the pot, the iron pot that was originally slightly cold became increasingly cold.
The pressure was so great that the golden red-roasted soul fire under the pot was somewhat dimmed!
“Add firewood!
Add more firewood, don't be stunned!" Su Wu told Yun Nishang,
At the same time, he reached out and picked up a fine steel pot spoon that came from the employee cafeteria, and violently stirred up the distinct grease in the pot - the power of the fire spread out from his body, bringing a fiery breath,
Not only does it fuel the soul-burning arrogance under the pot,
Stir it into the pot along the handle of the pot spoon,
The fat in the pot suddenly burst into flames!
Su Wu violently rolled the grease,
The two oils, which are different in color and do not interfere with each other, are completely muddied!
Taking advantage of this time, Yun Nishang continued to fill in the firewood, causing it to burn blazingly again. The soul-burning fire also licked the edge of the pot, making the iron pot that had previously cooled down due to the addition of fried oil become blazingly hot again!
in the iron pot,
The two distinct oils finally merged into one under the dual effects of Soul Burning Fire and Su Wu.
Turn into pure jet black!
While the deep-fried oil in the iron pot was still boiling, Su Wu reached out and picked up the bowl of soul-saving rice next to him!
This bowl of soul-collecting rice has been steamed by Li Jui Yun,
There is a little slut trapped in it.
——Previously, when everyone was looking for various tools, Su Wu conveniently took away the few little monsters that made up the evil god's "Five Internal Organs of the Spirit" and took them into custody with soul-collecting rice.
It’s time to fry now!
Wow!
Pour the small bowl of rice into the pot,
A large number of bubbles instantly appeared on the oil surface - an old woman's head just poked out from the gathered bubbles. Su Wu carried a pot ladle with the power of fire wrapped around it, and violently slapped the woman with a sallow face and eyes.
On the head of the old woman with the whites of her eyes,
Press ‘it’ into the oil pan again!
The moment my mind floated,
Yun Nishang could clearly see it - this was exactly what they had met in Zhanghe Village before. The limbs seemed to be spliced together - the head of the mean old lady!
Su Wu actually wants to fry the devil?
Can this method of frying Li Jui be completely imprisoned?!
Vaguely, Yun Nishang seemed to understand something, and her eyes suddenly shone.
While filling the stove hole with firewood, she paid attention to Su Wu's movements and saw the old woman Li Gui's head rising from the oil surface several times, and was pressed down each time by Su Wu with a spoon.
Eventually, the oil surface returned to silence.
Then I saw Su Wu starting to sprinkle various powders into the oil pan.
——That’s the ‘Five Elements Powder’ used to fry Xiaogui.
Five little spies in a row were all blown up.
Transformed into a bright red heart;
dark red kidneys;
pink lungs;
tender red with bluish-purple liver;
Bright red with yellow-green spleen.
The ‘Five Internal Organs of the Gods’ were placed on a tray.
Su Wu finally picked up the bowl of soul-collecting rice containing the 'Evil God'.
Several people's eyes lingered between the 'Five Internal Organs of the Gods' in the tray and the soul-collecting rice in Su Wu's hand. The three of them couldn't understand the principle, but they didn't dare to ask more questions now, for fear of disturbing Su Wu's completion of this piece.
event.
The ‘evil god’ is not just as cunning as usual,
Its destiny weighs five taels and seven coins, while the "immortal's coffin", after being separated from the mountains, rivers and dragon veins, its real destiny weighs only six taels and nine coins.
The four or two Li Gui in the destiny may be the "Huang" level Li Gui.
When Su Wu was exploding the 'Immortal Coffin', the 'Immortal Coffin' had already been forced into silence by the master at the cost of his life, so when he was frying the coffin,
He encountered no difficulties.
The current situation of frying the 'evil god' must be very different from the situation when frying the 'immortal coffin', and he also needs to be extra careful.
This is the first time he has fried something of the 'Huang' level.
The strange rhyme of the 'evil god' has completely steamed the bowl of soul-receiving rice, and it is covered with a thick layer of mold.
A cold and cold charm seeped out from the rice grains, forming patches of stained ice flowers on the surface of the porcelain bowl.
The rising rice is still stirring slightly,
From time to time a gap opens,
A strong rancid smell emanated from the cracks.
Originally, a bowl of soul-collecting rice could trap an ordinary Li Gui for ten days and a half, but now that the bowl of soul-collecting rice has imprisoned the 'evil god', the 'evil god''s cunning charm is constantly struggling, gradually destroying the rice grains.
'Hollowing out', 'corroding',
Once the weight of this bowl of soul-collecting rice is reduced to less than five taels and seven cents,
The ‘evil god’ will escape from the soul-collecting rice!
Su Wu glanced around and realized that the firewood he had prepared was enough, so he said: "I will fry the most ferocious Ligui next. You don't need to worry about other things. Just watch your own fire.
Just don’t let them dim even a little bit!”
The three people’s pupils shrank,
They all nodded seriously: "Okay!"
Su Wu flipped his wrist - the bowl of soul-collecting rice fell into lumps into the oil pan!
At first, the situation was no different from when frying Xiaogui.
A large number of bubbles appeared on the oil surface,
Bubbles gather,
The bubbles suddenly dissipated - the whole pot of fried oil suddenly turned into a rotating vortex. As the vortex turned and rolled, layers of rich evil spirits surged out from the ripples and flooded the edge of the pot.
It's like covering the pot when cooking porridge, but the large amount of bubbles in the pot pushed the lid open!
The charisma stained with deep-fried oil spilled from the side of the pot, and the cold breath extinguished the soul-burning fire under the pot!
The originally burning soul-burning fire,
Because of these evil spirits stirred up,
Most of it was extinguished directly,
The light of the fire is getting dimmer!
A white shadow appeared behind Yun Nishang. The 'embroiderer' faced the canvas, threading the needle and thread - the silk threads spread out from Yun Nishang's ten fingers, and pulled the pieces of firewood over.
Fill them all into the fire,
The soul-burning fire suddenly jumped up!
The evil spirit was still splashing out from the edge of the pot - Yun Nishang simply sewed a circle of 'pot holders' with needle and thread and held it on the edge of the pot!
Those evil spirits attached with fried oil splashed on the woven 'pot',
Eroding towards Yun Nishang itself,
The fried oil also threatened Xiu Niang, causing Xiu Niang to show off her power towards Yun Nichang, causing even greater pain to Yun Nichang!
"Take off the needle and thread!
You don't need to worry about anything else, just make sure the fire under the pot is always burning!" Su Wu said to Yun Nishang,
Yun Nishang took back her needle and thread after hearing this.
I saw raging flames emanating from Su Wu's eyes, ears, mouth and nose.
The flame carries the rich scent of incense,
It instantly covered the entire surface of the iron pot, as if it had become a ‘pot lid’!
Under the iron pot,
The vortex formed by the fried oil rotates more and more violently,
A pair of gray arms stretched out from the whirlpool, grabbing the edge of the pot,
Immediately afterwards, a large number of hairs like withered grass began to emerge from the oil surface, one hair was covered with purple-black blood, the eyes were dark, and only the woman's head with dim eyes stuck out from the pot,
Those hazy yellow eyes like date kernels stared closely at Su Wu,
Open your mouth,
The corners of the mouth are split to the base of the ears,
He screamed sharply: "Ah——"
This shrill scream was imprisoned in the pot, and only Su Wu could bear its impact!
Golden cobra heads quickly appeared in the back of his head to bear the miserable roar for him, so that his internal organs would not be broken apart by the roar!
At the same time, Su Wu dropped the pot and spoon,
Holding the sides of the pot with both hands - the entire iron pot trembled because of the evil god's roar.
If you don't hold it down forcefully, the pot will most likely be overturned on the spot!
Then everything will be in vain!
At the moment when Su Wu held down the iron pot with both hands to prevent it from being overturned,
The evil god in the oil pan stretched out his hands that were continuously wrapped in fat and soaked in fried oil. Those hands were stained with black oil and kept swelling, and he held up Su Wu's head, which was very close at hand!
Yun Nishang’s hair is creepy!
The next moment, a piece of withered human skin flew up from Su Wu's chest,
The invisible hand and the human skin paper quickly sketched out a face of the 'Monkey King'.
As soon as the facial makeup was applied to Su Wu's face, a series of hunting flags facing the wind suddenly appeared behind Su Wu, and he was covered in jet black armor - he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out -
"Haaah——"
A dark purple-black stick with the words "Dinghaishen Needle Iron, Thirteen Thousand Five Hundred Jin" written on it was spit out by Su Wu.
Follow the outstretched hands of the ‘Evil God’ and sweep them with the stick,
Howling ghosts!
The dark wind is blowing!
The hands of the evil god were swept away from the frying pan,
Immediately afterwards,
The big stick pressed its head into the pot!
Su Wu held the iron pot with both hands, and his whole body was burning with blazing fire. He contained the iron pot and the fire under the iron pot!.??m
He stretched out his ghost hand under his arm and grabbed the stainless steel spatula next to him.
Stir vigorously in the pot!
There is also a purple-black gold hoop hanging on the side, ready for battle!
After that, the evil god broke out of the frying pan several times, but was suppressed by Su Wu in various ways!
——The few ‘wishing money’ given to him by the old Taoist priest were all exchanged by him to strengthen people’s wishes and incite wind and fire!
finally,
The fat in the pan is getting less and less,
Fewer and fewer,
Until it disappears completely!
A ferocious-looking, male-female wooden doll was revealed from the bottom of the pot.
The flames all over Su Wu's body went out, he stopped changing his facial makeup, and the moment he picked up the wooden doll from the pot - the iron pot suddenly broke into several pieces!
If Su Wu had not been holding the iron pot in his arms before,
This pot had already broken into pieces because it could not withstand the struggle of the evil god!