"I have been seeking immortality and Taoism in Zhongnan Mountain since I was a child. I can be considered an outsider. I can also master the magical powers of Taoist priests."
Xu Hanliang curled his lips and said with a smile.
While talking, Xu Hanliang put one hand into the oil pan.
"Oh."
The people around him exclaimed, wondering if the young man had taken the wrong medicine.
But a strange scene happened. Xu Hanliang put his hands behind the oil pan, but it was not serious.
A few seconds later, Xu Hanliang took out his hand again, still the same as before.
"Old fairy, why does your oil pan smell like vinegar?"
After Xu Hanliang took out his hands, he frowned.
The Taoist naturally understood that Xu Hanliang had seen through his trick, and his face instantly turned ferocious.
He lowered his voice and said viciously: "Boy, you'd better not meddle in other people's business."
"What does this mean, fellow Taoist? I just want to ask you, fellow Taoist, how to perform this magical spell?"
Xu Hanliang pretended to be innocent and spread his hands.
As he said that, Xu Hanliang looked at the oil drum aside.
At this time, there was still a lot of unused cold oil in the oil barrels, which had gradually condensed in winter.
Before the old Taoist priest could react, Xu Hanliang kicked the oil pan over.
Then he picked up the bucket of cold oil and poured it all into the oil pan.
"Old fairy, I think you have encountered a fake. This pot is full of vinegar. Let me help you heat a pot of hot oil again."
Xu Hanliang pretended to be enthusiastic and smiled coldly.
Under the heat of the fire, the oil pan soon started to boil.
Looking at the boiling hot oil in the pot, the old Taoist priest's expression gradually became frightened.
"This, my spell can only be used once a day. Is it interesting for you to be so entangled?"
The old Taoist priest gritted his teeth and looked at Xu Hanliang before speaking slowly.
The people who saw this scene actually already knew something in their hearts.
The content in this oil pan is not boiling oil at all, but ordinary edible vinegar.
At this time, some people had already touched the vinegar on the ground and found that the temperature was not too hot.
"Old god, just do it again. These people still have to see it again."
Xu Hanliang directly grabbed the old man's arm with one hand, holding him firmly like an iron pliers.
When the two children next to them saw this scene, they were already too frightened to move.
He was stunned in place, not even daring to pull Xu Hanliang.
Spotting an opening, he prepared to escape, but was caught by the people.
"Come on, let's try it."
Xu Hanliang grabbed one of the old Taoist priest's hands and pushed it into the oil pan.
"Ah, I said, I said, I'm a liar, I don't know how to get things out of a frying pan."
At this time, the old Taoist priest was already scared to death and no longer dared to hide anything.
Everything that happened was poured out like beans from a bamboo tube.
The white paper looked evil precisely because pictures had already been drawn with starch solution on the white paper.
After the old Taoist priest took a sip of vinegar, the starch solution on the paper changed color, giving it a ghostly appearance.
As for the ghost in the oil pan, he also placed edible vinegar under the oil pan.
There is a thin layer of oil on top of the oil pan. Although the oil pan is boiling, the temperature is actually not too high.
"Kill him, liar."
"Don't let this liar get away. Let's take him to the official."
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The common people who woke up started shouting loudly.
The old Taoist priests had no ability to fight back in front of these angry people.
Soon the old Taoist priest was arrested by some people and escorted to the county government.
After seeing this scene, Xu Han's conscience also settled down.
Just as he lifted his legs to leave, he saw several villagers approaching, led by an old man with a white head.
"Sir, wait a minute. I really want to thank you for this. If it weren't for you, we villagers would really be deceived."
The old man said gratefully after seeing Xu Hanliang.
Seeing that he was about to bow his head, Xu Hanliang quickly stepped forward and supported the old man.
"Old man, you don't have to be like this. I just did it casually."
Xu Hanliang said with a smile.
"That young master also saved ordinary people like us."
The old man nodded and said excitedly.
"Scholars are meant to uphold justice for ordinary people. It is our duty to say things that ordinary people dare not say or cannot say."
Xu Hanliang smiled and spoke.
The old man was still very excited when he heard these words.
But after Xu Hanliang's repeated persuasion, the old man and many villagers slowly left.
"Miss, what should I do? Who knew that the old god was actually a liar?"
The voice of the maid next to me came, especially low.
"Let's look for another place. There is a Taoist temple outside the city. I heard that it is quite spiritual."
The lady thought for two seconds and made a decision immediately.
"Don't you suffer enough? If you believe in anything bad, just believe in the magic stick."
These words all fell into Xu Hanliang's ears, making Xu Hanliang look helpless.
Although he didn't know the master and servant in front of him, these words were really hard for a modern person like Xu Hanliang to listen to.
Everyone in the family was sick. Instead of seeking medical advice, they actually went to pray to God and worship Buddha.
"It's not that we haven't looked for him, it's that we have looked for him, but there's nothing we can do."
The young lady sighed at this time.
"What disease?"
Xu Hanliang asked a lot.
"Feng Han, now the master has passed out and will die soon."
The maid interrupted.
Wind-cold is a disease that can be severe or minor, and it is a self-healing disease.
If you are not in good health, you will definitely be in big trouble.
"I have a prescription here. Take it and take a look. If you can, try it."
Xu Hanliang hesitated for two seconds and looked at the two people.
The prescription he mentioned was not a folk remedy that Xu Hanliang got by chance.
When he was a child, he had a serious cold and sought medical treatment to no avail. Finally, his family took him to see an old Chinese medicine doctor.
At that time, the old Chinese doctor prescribed a medicine and cured him.
This medicine itself has the effect of enhancing immunity, so Xu Hanliang wanted to try it.
As for whether it can be cured, he is not sure.
But now that we have come to this point, we can only treat a dead horse as a living horse.
The young lady raised her head: "Xu Hanliang, why haven't I heard that you can cure diseases and save people before?"
"I just have a prescription. If you want it, I'll write it to you when you get back to the inn. If you don't want it, forget it."
"Again, I really have no impression of you. If I offended you in the first place, I apologize."
Xu Hanliang said angrily when he heard the young lady's question.
"My name is Tang Ningning, Xu Hanliang. If the prescription is really useful, then you can write it to me and try it."
The woman spoke muffledly, and finally believed Xu Hanliang.