"Dear Taoist priests, do you think this is good? I will make a trick for you. If you can do it well, I will let you go and give you some money to build a Taoist temple. But if you can't do it well, then you will stay here and work obediently."

Afterwards, Yang Heng gritted his teeth. These old Taoists were not grateful to Sun for rescuing them from the villagers. Instead, they were calculating about doing some work. So now I will cure you first. When you are convinced, the house will be built, and you should be in charge.

"Come, go, bring the pot on the construction site, and also bring a jar of soybean oil there. Oh, forget it, let me go in person!" Why do you have to do the institution in person?

Several old men watched some people busy taking the pot over and laying it on the ground, and then pouring a jar of soybean oil into it. They recognized the soybean oil. Sometimes when cooking, there was too much oil, and a layer of oil floated on the soup. Seeing that the bowl of soup seemed very cold, the anxious people would scream when they sipped in one go, and some even burned water and soaked in their mouths.

"Dear Taoist priests, don't you say there are ghosts here? Well, let me have a fried ghost." Yang Heng was naturally not ready for the fried ghost, but Yang Heng was ready for the fun.

"Light up." The flames under the pot started to boil, and the oil pan became boiling in a short while. "How hot should it be? The oil on the soup can burn people without moving. If the oil is not fried when people enter, are there really little ghosts?" Several old Taoists thought secretly in their hearts. Yang Heng felt amused when he saw their pale faces. Compared to me, you are still less knowledgeable than thousands of years.

"Heavenly spirit, earthly spirit, Taishang Laojun is about to appear, Taishang Laojun is hurrying to show his spirit, Taishang Laojun is as quick as the law and orders." Yang Heng gestured like this, then he waved his hand. "Here's here, see where you run." Yang Hengxu shook his hand, as if there was something in his hand. Could this be the little ghost you were catching? Look, it is still moving? Look, the little husband can't catch it anymore, fry it quickly, fry it quickly.

Not only the old Taoist, but even the villagers working next to him were a little anxious.

However, Yang Heng did this move well, and he seemed to be really catching a little ghost in his hand. He was still moving around and wanted to run away.

"I want to run away, let me blow you up." As he said that, he threw it into the hot oil, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

If the oil rolls up a little longer at this time, it’s a pity that Yang Heng is not ready, and there is some failure here, “What, you still want to run, where do you run?” As he said that, Yang Heng put his hand into the oil pan, as if he was holding this little devil down.

"What, you are not here, you are afraid, then I will let you live." As he said that, Yang Heng took out his hand, but scared the people around him. What should he do if the little husband burned him?

"Little husband, hurry up, hurry up, wipe your hands," "No need to wipe, just take water to wash my hands." When Yang Heng washed his hands, he realized that his arm was a little red, and the temperature was a little high later.

"What, you can't climb out, but I'm exhausted. How can I catch you out? What, let the Taoist priest catch you. Only the Taoist priest can see you here. That's fine, a few Taoist priests, look, I did this, I accidentally caught a passing little ghost by me, and put it in the oil pan, you all saw it. It was an innocent little ghost. I wanted to let him go, but now my magic power is exhausted. Who will come, who will pick him out of the oil pan."

The old Taoists were already dissatisfied at this time, and they didn't see any little ghosts, but Yang Heng put his hands into the oil pan in real time, but he didn't have the ability to do so.

"Boss, little husband, just spare us. We are all liars. We can't see any little devils. We don't have the ability to pick him out of the hot oil pan." A Taoist priest could not stand it anymore and admitted that they were liars.

But there is another Taoist priest who doesn’t believe in evil, “If you can succeed, I can succeed. There must be some tricks here. Why don’t I try it? Maybe the oil is not hot!”

He really thought of the idea. Since Yang Heng was not prepared and just rushed to fight, some methods were not used, such as the sound of the little ghost being blown up, or even the scene of the oil splashing that threw the little ghost into the oil. None of these was naturally very fake, and everything was expressed by words. In this way, he was seen through by a Taoist priest, but at this time he really didn't understand some things. He thought that the oil was still cold now. If it was cold, Yang Heng's hands would not turn red. This was another small flaw.

"Okay, it seems that this Taoist priest is a real ghost hunting mage. Come on, everyone welcomes the mage to let the ghost go away from the oil pan." Yang Heng saw that there was something to take the bait, so he quickly started to motivate.

"Yes, yes, Taoist priest, how sad a good little devil is in the hot oil. You should pick him out and let him go. If the little devil had no magic power, how could you let Taoist priest do it yourself!" Don't say that the people of China are so kind, no matter in ancient and modern times. At first, they heard that there was a little devil, and then they began to feel pity for him. Although no one saw any little devil, they really believed that there were little devils in this hot oil pan.

"You fools, alas, why haven't I met fools like you? I've met some bad people. Otherwise, I'm still cheating outside and eating, drinking and having fun!" The old man sighed, and moved closer to the oil pan. In fact, he muttered in his heart, "If this is true, wouldn't my arm be protected? Otherwise, I'll try it first to see if the oil is hot."

"Hurry up, Taoist priest, that little devil is about to be killed. How pitiful, you should rescue him quickly!" These kind people are killing a liar, and they don't know yet.

"Okay, I'll take him out and let him go." The old Taoist was cruel and slowly stretched his hand into the oil pan.

Why do I feel my hands are very hot? Is the little ghost in the oil pan real? I have met a real god? "Master, hurry up, hurry up," the audience urged the Taoist priest unanimously, wanting to see the scene of putting his arm in the oil pan again. At this time, they had forgotten about the pitiful thing about the little ghost.

"I'll fight, ah..." A high note made the whole valley tremble three times. He shook the group of birds and flew away. There were also a few wild beasts moving quickly. A big monster came here. It was so scary. Move away quickly.

So much so that within a few years, there was no wild beast in the middle of the valley. When the beasts moved back, gunpowder came out again, and they did not even fall down their feet, and then moved away. This was the case, which caused some people who came to explore the secret to enter the beast's belly.

They were just filled with fire and didn't set off. There was a big monster in the valley, so we endured it. You also wanted to join in the fun, so I'd better eat you.

So for a long time later, a legend spread here, that is, there are monsters in it, and God often struck these monsters to death by thunder. People cannot enter. Once they enter, they will be eaten by beasts, which also allowed Yang Heng to spend a safe period smoothly.

"Oh, it turns out that the Taoist priest is also a liar. Look at his hand, it's so hot that it's skinless." Isn't it too skinless? Just try it. Just stretch out a finger and try it. Do you have to use one hand?

Fortunately, Master Sun was in the medicine field next to him. After hearing the screams here, he also came over, "It's okay, this hand can be cured, but it's ugly in the future, and the work will not affect it. You said that you don't have that diamond diamond, how dare you take on this porcelain job? You deserve it." Sun Simiao said hatefully, Yang Heng is also something you can mess with.

"Who else wants to try it?" "No, no, little husband, we are convinced, we will be your subordinates in the future." "Okay, okay, everyone will all be separated. This matter must be kept confidential in the future and cannot be spread out." (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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