Sign in at Yizhuang: I am numb to Uncle Jiu

There will be heart demons for monks to cross the catastrophe. Heart demons are not like thunder catastrophes. Work hard and find some magic weapons to overcome them. Heart demons are the most sad, because the heart demons will use all kinds of rhetoric to lure you into going astray. Enter the magic way.

Once the devil succeeds, all previous efforts will be wasted, and the devil will become a running dog of the devil.

Of course, now that the rank of monks is getting lower and lower, there is no chance to draw out the demons.

After saying this, several people came to the kitchen.

The oil in the oil pan was bubbling and bubbling, because it was a mixture of animal fat and vegetable oil, and the oil was not pure, so you could see the oily smoke rising up, making the kitchen choking.

With a cinnabar pen in his hand, Uncle Jiu wrote the words "killing evil and killing ghosts" on the porcelain bottle, and handed it to Ji Dong.

"Put it in the frying pan."

Lin Yi took the porcelain bottle and slowly put it into the oil pan.

As soon as the pot was out of the pot, there was a piercing scream in the porcelain bottle, and the porcelain bottle shook crazily, but the porcelain bottle was sealed with a curse by Uncle Jiu, and there was a golden Buddha sitting next to it, so the magic tire in the porcelain bottle couldn't break free at all.

second, third...

After a while, all five porcelain vases were put down.

The boiling in the oil pan became more intense, and the ear-piercing screams and roars shook Wen Cai's face in pain, his ears were bleeding, but luckily Ji Dong pushed him out of the room.

Fried ghosts refer to a kind of food in Guangdong and Guangxi, which is fried dough sticks. Fried dough sticks are also called fried juniper, and the original meaning is fried Qin juniper.

Because it sounded like a fried ghost, it was misunderstood.

But in this book, frying ghosts is a method of physically killing ghosts.

There is an oil pan hell in the hell, as mentioned earlier in the iceberg hell, these two layers of hell are adjacent.

Those who murder their own husbands and commit adultery will go to the seventh layer of iceberg hell after death, while those who sell music to prostitutes, thieves and robbers, bully the weak, kidnap women and children, and conspire to steal other people's wives and property will go to the next level. Eight layers of pan hell.

Why are ghosts afraid of fire and frying?It's because of this in hell.

Sea of ​​fire and frying can both kill ghosts, and both can make ghosts fly away, and there is no possibility of reincarnation.

Because this is too extreme, ghosts have not committed heinous crimes, so they cannot be fried in oil, as it will harm the peace of heaven, greatly damage Yin virtue, and will die early.

"what!"

Five ferocious and strange-looking magic fetuses finally rushed out of the porcelain bottle, but they couldn't escape the oil pan, and could only struggle and scream in the boiling hot oil.

There were endless wailings.

The ghost's body was melted by the hot oil, and there was a puff of black smoke in the oil fume, exuding a stench.

After frying for an hour, most of the oil in the oil pan was consumed, and the five magic tires were completely blown into ashes.

Ding Dong!

Congratulations to the host for frying the magic tire and gaining 500 practice points.

"I'll go! One hundred practice points for a magic fetus!"

"Hey! It can be sealed again!"

……

Chapter 123 Seal the little fox demon and call me a Taoist brother. Once the system prompts, it means that the five magic fetuses have been completely wiped out and become history.

"Master, since the magic fetus has been eliminated, is this golden Buddha useless?"

Ji Dong pointed to the golden Buddha on the kitchen counter.

Uncle Jiu nodded calmly, then picked up the Golden Buddha and wiped it with his cuff.

"It's really useless. In this case, I will take it back and put it away. When I have a chance in the future, I will melt it and recast a golden elephant of the patriarch."

After finishing speaking, Uncle Jiu turned around and was about to leave. As soon as he reached the door, Uncle Jiu stopped again.

"By the way, take out the porcelain vase in the oil pan and clean it well. It's an antique, a very precious cultural relic!"

"Oh!"

Lin Yi nodded with a suppressed smile.

After Uncle Jiu left, he laughed out loud.

Ninth Uncle deserves to be Ninth Uncle, even though he has reached the foundation building period, he is still greedy for money as always.

It happened to be a good face!

We have known each other for 18 years, so we are so familiar, let’s be more direct.

Lin Yi smiled and took out the porcelain bottle from the oil pan.

The melting point of porcelain is [-] degrees, and the temperature of the oil just now has exceeded [-] degrees, so the porcelain in the oil pan is not damaged, and it can still be sold for money after cleaning it out.

After cleaning the porcelain vase, Lin Yi sent the porcelain vase to Uncle Jiu's room.

"Ayi, after lunch, go back and recover your mana. You must be ready tonight."

Uncle Jiu sat cross-legged on the bed, and said to Lin Yi with a serious face.

"I know Master."

Ji Dong said seriously, but his eyes caught sight of the golden Buddha head leaking from behind Uncle Jiu.

Seemingly noticing Ji Dong's eyes, Uncle Jiu moved his body calmly and blocked the golden Buddha's head.

Not so!Master!

Ji Dong smiled wryly in his heart. Although he lived in poverty all these years and there was no money in the Yizhuang, there is no need to see that gold is so rare.

But then again, gold, golden, who doesn't like it.

"Master, then I'm going back to my room to meditate."

"Well, go ahead, I'll ask Wencai to deliver the meal to your room."

After Lin Yi left Uncle Jiu's room, he went to talk to Wen Cai before returning to the room.

Tonight may be a fierce battle, and Ji Dong has to pay attention to it.

In the movie, many people were killed in the village's defense against horse thieves. Those warlocks were invulnerable and powerful. How could these ordinary people in the village be their opponents.

Even if Uncle Jiu defeated the members of the Horse Thieves Gang, he didn't take advantage of the leader of the Horse Thieves Gang.

If it hadn't been for him soaking in the old boy's urine to help break the witch's witchcraft, I don't know what the result will be.

And that's a movie!

Since Mrs. Ren was born, all the plots that Ji Dong is familiar with have changed.

The old man Ren, the ghosts of Tan Wanwan's family, the vampires of Huangjia Village, and the evil ghosts of Changcailou are all much stronger than those in the movie. Who knows how powerful those evil cultivators are tonight.

"Little guy, I'll give you a seal later. After the seal, you will no longer be a goblin, and you don't have to be afraid of me chanting spells anymore."

The little fox squeaked happily and responded to Ji Dong.

After putting the little fox on the bed, Ji Dong also took off his shoes and sat cross-legged on it.

After taking two deep breaths, Lin Yi said in a deep voice, "I will seal the pardon!"

In the next second, a golden notch appeared between Ji Dong's brows, and a golden beam of light burst out from this notch, falling on the little fox's body.

After two sticks of incense, Ji Ling's mana was almost exhausted, and the edict was finally over.

The little fox exuded a radiance, and looked a lot miraculous, especially the pair of fox eyes, which looked quite seductive before, but now they look holy.

"Tu Shan Susu has met the master."

The little fox demon stepped on the bed with her four little paws, looked up at Ji Dong with her little head up, and opened her mouth to speak human words.

At this moment, the little fox demon has become Ji Dong's guardian deity, which is more reliable than soul control, because Ji Dong's life and death are completely bound to her.

If Ji Dong is gone, the little fox demon will die, but if the little fox demon dies, Ji Dong will not suffer any damage, and Ji Dong can control the life and death of the little fox demon at will.

"Ahem, call me Taoist brother."

"Huh? Brother Taoist?"

The little fox demon tilted her head, and said cutely and doubtfully.

"Wow, that sounds like it!"

Ji Dong's eyes shone slightly, and another silly and cute little fox suddenly appeared in his mind.

Maybe one day, I will have a chance to meet the real Tu Shan Susu.

"Susu, I'm going to meditate now to recover, so don't make a sound."

Lin Yi ordered.

"I see, Brother Taoist, Susu will be good!"

"Hey~ This soft and cute voice is so nice~"

Ji Dong suddenly remembered how he felt when he watched the anime of Little Matchmaker before time travel.

Such a cute little Susu, who can stop her.

After stroking Xiao Susu a few more times, Lin Yi took a Huiyuan Pill, and it took only two and a half hours to restore all the mana in his body, and then he played with Xiao Susu for three hours.

Wait until the night comes as expected.

Lin Yi put little Susu in his arms, holding the evil sword in his hand, and followed the large army to the only restaurant in the village.

At this time, Baohe Inn gathered all the old and weak women and children in Huangjia Village.

Some of the young men in the village and members of the security team have already been scattered. They are reconnaissance on the road into the village. Once they find any traces of the enemy, they will report back immediately.

Some people went to ambush near the trap in advance.

The rest of the people stayed in the village, and when the enemy arrived, they followed Uncle Jiu to go up in a hurry to eliminate the invading enemy.

……

In Huangjia Village, there was silence, there was not even a ghost on the street, and there was no light in the whole village.

As the night wind howled, a middle-aged man wearing a bamboo hat and carrying a suitcase, under the moonlight, passed through the ambush points, and entered Huangjia Village in full view.

"Strange, why is this village so gloomy? No one is there. What happened?"

Mao Shanming walked on the streets of Huangjia Village with a puzzled face.

"Come here! It's him!"

"Pay attention, as soon as he comes in later, take it down for him!"

In Baohe Inn, a group of people ambushes behind the door, watching the shadow outside the door through the crack of the door, muttering in low voice.

Someone had already come to report that there was a suspicious person coming towards the village.

But in order to prevent this from being a spy of the bad guys, the people in front of him didn't do anything when they caught him.

"Baohe Inn?"

Looking at the plaque of the inn, Mao Shanming stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Unexpectedly, when he knocked on the door, the door of the inn was knocked open a crack.

"Huh? Didn't lock the door?"

With a slight push, the door of the inn was pushed open.

It was pitch black inside the inn, with no light at all.

The moonlight outside was hazy and spilled in, but the light seemed to be swallowed by darkness, and nothing could be seen.

Just after Mao Shanming bravely walked into the inn.

With a whoosh, the torch was suddenly lit, and the inn suddenly became bright again.

However, Mao Shanming was taken aback by the scene in the inn.

Why so many people!

These people held machetes, hatchets, and hoes in their hands, and surrounded him tightly.

Boom!

The door of the inn was closed, and he couldn't escape even if he wanted to escape.

brush!