Chapter 122 Deep-Fried Three Ghosts
Chapter 122 Deep-Fried Three Ghosts
"Junior brother, nephew, release the ghost."
Then, Uncle Nine gently opened the jar, and these evil spirits surged out like a tide.
Chizuru and Yotsuki, among others, were also there.
Five thousand evil spirits appeared all around like locusts, densely packed, making one's scalp tingle.
They bared their teeth and claws, even attempting to attack Uncle Nine and the others. However, when they sensed the overwhelming pressure from the underworld, they immediately froze, as if under a spell.
The Black Impermanence of the Underworld exuded an aura like a natural enemy, a power of suppression that instilled fear in them.
Just like a mouse seeing a cat, or a dog turning into a spineless shrimp when it sees a tiger.
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Upon seeing these evil spirits, Black Impermanence's lips curled into a chilling smile: "Haha, good, they really are just a bunch of wandering ghosts without any official status, very good!"
"What merit can we gain by sending these things down?" Uncle Nine asked.
"These quantities are too many, I can report them. However, you, Lin Fengjiao, need to burn ten million for me before I can help you with this. Don't worry, ten million, and I guarantee this matter will be handled perfectly!"
Black Impermanence smiled and said.
Uncle Nine's lips twitched.
But he knew that's how you beat the game, so he didn't say anything.
Chizuru pursed his lips, but he knew that this was true in every world.
But because of this incident, he became less interested in his position as an official in the underworld.
It's all so boring now.
So he didn't say anything, because there was no need.
As Uncle Nine spoke with the Black Impermanence of the Underworld, time passed by, minute by minute.
When they left, they took these ghosts with them.
At this moment, Si Mu asked, "How is it, Senior Brother?"
“He’s going to report it and try to get it for us! But I think I could become a ghost cop!” Uncle Nine pondered.
Chizuru wasn't very interested and said, "Oh, I'm not interested anymore. I'll head back now!"
Qianhe then led the four directions back to Jiuquan Town.
Uncle Nine didn't say anything. He knew his junior brother had become more upright, and he was clearly unhappy to hear about burning money for the Black Impermanence.
But there's no way around it; Lin Jiu has to be savvy in social interactions.
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Back in Jiuquan Town.
Chizuru immediately told the four directions to start heating the oil in the wok.
This time, he was going to show the three lieutenant colonels what deep-frying really meant.
Of course, he also fries them until they're half-cooked, and then slowly fries them until they're fully cooked.
They must experience this pain.
"Yes, Master."
They busied themselves in all directions, while Chizuru silently recited in her heart.
"Open the system panel!"
Host: Zhong Fabai
Taoist name: Master Qianhe
Title: Pioneer of the Taoist Altar, General of Maoshan
Realm: Half-step Celestial Master!
Dao Body: The innate Dao Body.
Practice methods: Huangting Scripture, Shangqing Great Cave True Scripture
Items: Zhong Kui's Sword, 3x Corpse-Suppressing Coins
Skills and Divine Abilities: Invincibility, Three Forms of the Seven Killing Orders of Gods and Demons, Golden Light Divine Mantra, Maoshan Taoist Magic, Perfect Summoning Technique... Click to view other divine abilities and skills.
[System's overall assessment: You, a man who fights against top-tier players, are nothing but a weakling in this world. If you want to roam freely, you'd better reach the Tribulation Transcending stage first!]
"I almost became a Celestial Master! I was so close! If only I had some Spirit Gathering Pills!"
Chizuru thought to herself.
He had already consumed all the Spirit Gathering Pills he was rewarded with, but he was still just short of breaking through to the next level.
Although it's a little short, it might take time to absorb the spiritual energy of this degenerate age.
"Never mind, I'll cultivate after frying the fried dough sticks and see if I can break through to the Celestial Master level!"
Chizuru thought to herself, then looked around and saw people tending to the fires in all directions.
Meanwhile, oil was being heated in all directions, and the oil in the pot began to smoke slightly. Qianhe knew that this was a signal that the oil temperature was just right.
"Tsk tsk, this is just right, not too raw!"
As Chizuru spoke, she threw the three lieutenant colonel-sized demon jars into the pot. The next time, three shrill screams rang out.
The next second, the half-cooked ghostly silhouette appeared.
"Master, if you throw it in like that, it'll be half-cooked."
Ah Bei looked at the half-cooked ghost and said.
"Yeah, that's what we want—half-cooked. You guys watch, if they come out, charge in! Let them slowly fry to death!"
Chizuru shouted in all directions.
The four nodded after hearing this, each holding a peach wood sword.
If they dare to come out, we'll pull them back in, and then they'll grimace in pain as they go back into the pot.
This process repeated itself several times.
Standing in the four directions of east, west, south, and north is just right.
If you really come out, you'll get beaten up.
The three lieutenant colonel demons in the pot were struggling desperately, their figures appearing and disappearing in the hot oil, their painful howls echoing incessantly.
Oil splattered everywhere, as if a fierce battle was taking place in the pot.
As time went on, the oil in the pan became hotter and hotter, and the flesh on the three lieutenant colonels gradually turned black, emitting a pungent burnt smell that mixed with the smoke and filled the air.
Their movements became increasingly sluggish, and the force with which they tried to break free of the oil pot diminished with each attempt.
Suddenly, one of the ghosts lunged forward, but Ah Bei reacted swiftly, swinging his peach wood sword and striking it hard. The ghost screamed and fell back into the pot.
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