When Xiaopang saw this, he smiled crookedly. It could be seen that this kid also disliked him.
But I know that this is his typical mentality of saying grapes are sour when he cannot eat them. In the final analysis, he is envious, jealous and hateful.
The fat man's sexual interest in that woman was definitely high enough, which was obvious from the lice on the monk's head. However, as a young man in his early twenties, I really understand his unfinished youthful restlessness.
Men, it's not much different.
While they were analyzing their psychological trends, Ms. Zhao had already pulled Master Jiu aside, and the two of them murmured there for a while without knowing what they were talking about.
After about five minutes, the woman breathed a long sigh of relief, and then she felt a sense of joy that she had survived the catastrophe, and she pulled the boy and ran away happily.
"What are you looking at? Let's go to work." Seeing Xiaopang looking at the woman's back with an unhappy expression, Master Jiu waved his hand and called us over.
"What else are you doing?" Xiaopang said, still a little impatient.
"Moving the things away, it's not over yet! Can you, boy, do it? Can't you think of anything else but women every day?" Master Jiu said, tapping the back of Xiaopang's head.
"That's right." When I had the opportunity, I naturally wanted to add insult to injury.
"Get out of here," the fat guy said, glaring in my direction, then narrowing his little eyes and giving me a look like "If you keep showing off, I'll tell you about your prostitution."
A sinister look.
Seeing him like this, I can't do anything about it. Who said it before? Never get entangled with a wretched man like a little black fat man, because he will bring your moral integrity to the same level and defeat you easily with his years of experience.
.
Thinking of this, I smiled and picked up the huge flower pot. The flower pot was so big that I was exhausted when I walked into the yard.
According to Ms. Zhao's wishes, we decided to burn it with fire.
Taoism believes that all things in the world are born from water and end in fire. In principle, there is nothing that cannot be refined by the true fire of Samadhi. Therefore, the method of burning with fire is particularly frequently used when dealing with these matters.
In order to let the thing have a good death, Jin Jiuye did not burn it on the spot. On the contrary, he set up an altar and performed a serious ritual before throwing it into the brazier.
However, this matter did not go as smoothly as imagined.
Obviously, the cactus didn't appreciate it very much and was very stubborn. When I threw it into the fire pot, it didn't burn it immediately, nor did it make any resistance. It just stood in the fire, looking at it with a "pockmarked face" covered with thorns.
We seem to be smiling but not smiling.
That bearish look really reminded me of a very familiar classic sentence.
Whether you see it or not, I am there, neither born nor destroyed.
"Haha." Thinking of this, he accidentally laughed. Master Jiu glared at me and took no other measures.
Just like that, for more than ten minutes, it stood quietly on the spot, waiting for Ms. Zhao to come back with the pink shirt, and it remained in a good and safe state.
Awesome.
Really awesome.
Now, everyone present felt that the cactus that was extremely strong despite being in the fire must be something unusual. This unique skill of not being burned to death was not something that ordinary monsters could do.
It's a pity that the devil is as good as the road, and it has its weaknesses after all.
When the red-hot iron wire was about to break, Master Jiu became a little anxious. After hesitating for a moment, he put down the wooden sword and grabbed a handful of cinnabar from the alms bowl on the side. He put his fist to his mouth and muttered something.
The ground murmured for a while, and then blew lightly at the tiger's mouth.
After that, he raised his hand and threw a handful of red powder into the brazier on the side.
When cinnabar hit the flame, the color of the flame immediately changed. It was light orange at first, and then turned into indigo.
The cyan flame was very powerful, but it did not have an overwhelming high temperature. On the contrary, when the color changed, the feeling of being burned by the flames was relieved a lot.
what happened?
Just as he was wondering, he heard a strange scream coming from the brazier.
It turned out that as soon as the indigo flame touched it, it enveloped the cactus, which was half a man tall, like firewood.
This time, the cactus that had been pretending to be dead finally lost its composure. It twisted its body, like a clay figure watered by rain, and immediately changed from dark green to dark brown. Before we could react, the thing quickly turned into a
A little black man covered in black and purple, with teeth and claws.
He screamed and tried his best to break free, but the red-hot wire strangled his body and immediately caused bumps on his body.
When Ms. Zhao saw it, she was frightened. She screamed and pulled the male pet away and ran away.
The little black man opened his mouth and roared loudly. He roared and jumped off the brazier and ran straight in the direction of Ms. Zhao.
"Be careful!" Master Jiu said, stepping in front of Ms. Zhao, then pointed his sword and roared.
Not to mention, Master Jiu really lived up to our expectations of him. The moment he opened his mouth and stared, the iron net that bound the violent little black man suddenly tightened, and the red-hot iron wires immediately became
It formed countless red lines, and in one fell swoop, the tall guy was reduced to a black ball of flesh.
The little black man didn't expect such a move. He somersaulted out in severe pain. Seeing this, the little fat man picked up a bamboo pole and pushed it forward. A "Xiangzi blowing flute" poked the little black man.
Entered into the brazier.
At the same time, the guy lying on his back in the brazier, unable to move, let out a long series of almost desperate wails of pain. After throwing away the bamboo pole, he turned around and tried to stand up again.
Unfortunately, the green flames were extremely powerful, and before it could stand up completely, the little black man, whose flesh and blood was bruised by the iron wire, knelt on the ground with a pop.
His eyes were on fire, his mouth was on fire, and his whole body was on fire. Finally, it turned into a ball of fire and fell into Master Jiu's pot-like brazier.
Standing aside, I was also shocked by what I saw. This was the first time I encountered a real monster in such a long time.
Thinking about the very ordinary cactus just now, and then thinking about the roaring little monster just now, I suddenly felt that this world is so unreliable!!!
What is this all about!?
Am I dreaming?
"Okay, after an hour, you two can tidy up this place." After the thing burned out, Jiuye put his forehead on his head and closed his eyes, then pressed his head on the altar table and retched.
Seeing him like this, the little fat guy and I were a little bit at a loss.
"Master Jiu, are you okay?" Xiaopang said as he stepped forward.