Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 1008 Trigrams
The supervisor, the ghost servant, chuckled and said, "That was in the past. This time, with Master Long and Judge Cui taking care of us, it will naturally not be the case."

While talking, the ghost supervisor led Ding Ermiao and Li Weinian to a stove.

On the stove, five large pots are arranged side by side, all with a diameter of more than 1.2 meters.

"I'll go down first." Li Weinian was not polite. He pressed his hand on the stove and jumped into the oil pan. With a plop, the oil splashed everywhere.

But just as Li Weinian jumped down, he yelled, "Damn it, this frying pan..."

"Is it very hot?" Ding Ermiao asked hurriedly.

"No, it's too cold..." Li Weinian said.

"I haven't turned on the fire yet, of course it's cold..." The ghost servant supervisor smiled ingratiatingly, and shouted to his subordinate ghost servants: "Come on, slowly increase the heat until it's as hot as bath water, and that's it. "

Ding Ermiao also grinned. He didn't expect that there would be such a good thing in the oil pot hell.

This is not a frying pan, this is a free hot spring bath.

"Uncle Guo, you guys go down too and just soak in the oil pan. I'll let the kids control the oil temperature." The ghost servant in charge nodded and bowed, asking you to get out of the pan.

Ding Ermiao and Nanmen Wuyan looked at each other, jumped into a pot of oil respectively.

The words are divided into two parts.

Ding Ermiao and Li Weinian were taking a bath in the oil pot hell, while Ji Xiaoxiao, Gu Qinglan and others were worried above them.

Yin and Yang are separated from each other and cannot communicate with each other. Ji Xiaoxiao and Gu Qinglan know nothing about Ding Ermiao's current situation.

In the blink of an eye, it was already the afternoon of the second day, and a tent had already been set up beside the Wuyu River, where the wind gathers energy.

The bodies of Ding Ermiao and Li Weinian were sleeping in the tent, motionless, and they were completely dead.

Ji Xiaoxiao sat next to Ding Ermiao, holding Ding Ermiao's cold hand and crying silently.

"Sister-in-law Xiaoxiao, don't worry, my master and the others will be here soon." Wan Shugao comforted Ji Xiaoxiao.

"Don't worry, Ermiao has been through so many things and has been safe and sound. He will definitely turn disaster into good fortune this time." Ji Xiaoxiao forced a smile.

While talking, there was the sound of footsteps outside, and Gu Qinglan's voice shouted: "Xiaoxiao, Uncle Li and Zhanzhan are here!"

With a whooshing sound, Liang Liang turned into a dark wind and floated into the distance.

Back then, he and Wang Huzi and others plotted against Wu Zhanzhan in Suolongtan. Now that he heard that Wu Zhanzhan was coming, Liang Liang naturally wanted to avoid it.

Ji Xiaoxiao hurried out of the tent, and sure enough, Wu Zhanzhan and Li Qingdong were walking towards them.

Because of his leg injury, Li Qingdong still uses crutches, but he is in good spirits and always has the demeanor of a worldly expert.

"Uncle Li, Zhanzhan..." Ji Xiaoxiao called out, her eyes already red.

Li Qingdong grinned, sped up and jumped over, saying: "Master, don't worry, Master Ermiao is safe and sound, I've already figured it out!"

"Really?" Ji Xiaoxiao laughed through tears, and said, "But his body is cold and stiff, I'm worried..."

"Let's have a look first before we talk." Wu Zhanzhan frowned, opened the curtain of the tent, and walked in.

Ji Xiaoxiao nodded, supported Li Qingdong, and then followed in.

In the tent, Wu Zhanzhan squatted down, checked Ding Ermiao's pulse and body temperature, and then remained silent.

"Zhan Zhan, what's the situation with Er Miao?" Gu Qinglan couldn't help but asked.

"His three souls and seven souls were all imprisoned in the underworld, and all the sensations with himself were cut off."

Wu Zhanzhan frowned and said: "Ding Ermiao is also fooling around. He has made himself like this for the sake of a lonely ghost. There are countless poor ghosts in the world. Even Tathagata Buddha and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva cannot save him, but he Ding Er Miao likes to show off!"

"I also advised him not to be willful, but..." Ji Xiaoxiao shed tears and hesitated to speak.

Gu Qinglan said hurriedly: "Zhanzhan, he can't hear you complaining about Ermiao now. The top priority is to rescue Ermiao first. We will talk about other things later."

Li Qingdong trimmed his beard and said, "Yes, Miss Lan is right. It's important to save people now."

Wu Zhanzhan stood up, looked around, and told Wan Shugao: "Hurry up and call a bus. We will go back to Maoshan overnight and take Ding Ermiao and Li Weinian with us."

"Back to Maoshan... Can Er Miao wake up?" Ji Xiaoxiao asked.

"Not necessarily, but at least it will be much more convenient for you to take care of Ding Ermiao. After all, it is our own territory. It is better than this wilderness, right?" Wu Zhanzhan said.

Gu Qinglan nodded, and immediately went out with Wan Shugao to contact the bus and arrange specific matters.

Money makes things easier. Three hours later, Wan Shugao and Gu Qinglan contacted a medium-sized bus and drove to the Wuyu River.

Everyone set up camp and immediately set off for Maoshan with Ding Ermiao and Li Weinian.

Lin Xiruo was touched by Ding Ermiao's life-saving grace, so she naturally accompanied him and took care of Ding Ermiao along the way.

From the mountain city to Maoshan, it is also thousands of miles away.Everyone hurried on the road during the day, and at night they looked for a place to "raise the corpses" of Ding Ermiao and Li Weinian. After a tiring journey, they returned to Maoshan Xuyunsuo after three days.

And because Xuyun Temple was not open to traffic, it took a lot of trouble to send Ding Ermiao and Li Weinian to Xuyun Temple.

Fortunately, there are many young Taoists in Maoshan Taoist Temple. Li Qingdong called dozens of them to help transport them.

Because Li Qingdong was eloquent, had a natural demeanor, and was the direct descendant of Lin Fengjiao, he got along very well in Maoshan Taoist Temple.His prestige is comparable to that of Long Shuanghuo Qiu Sanpoo back then, and is even worse than that.

Those young Niubi in Maoshan Taoist Temple were often dumbfounded by Li Qingdong's remarks, saying they didn't know the taste of meat in March.

With Li Qingdong communicating and cooperating with the Taoist monks, Wu Zhanzhan was happy to have some free time, so Wu Zhanzhan was not jealous and allowed Li Qingdong to brag at will.

Ding Ermiao and Li Weinian were arranged in the east wing of Xuyunqian's backyard. They had a room each, with bright windows and clean, elegant and dust-free rooms.

But in order to absorb the earth's energy, Ding Ermiao and Li Weinian both slept on the ground, on straw, without even a mat under them.

"These two quiet rooms are where my master and I used to meditate and practice. The earth's energy gradually comes, which is very suitable for Er Miao and Li Weinian to maintain their bodies." Wu Zhanzhan arranged the next step of the plan and said:

"Don't be upset, everyone. Wait until I go to hell tonight and inquire about the situation."

Li Qingdong pulled the fortune teller and said, "Uncle Wu, judging from the hexagrams, your trip tonight will be in vain."

"Even if I return without success, I still want to go down and have a look. Are we just going to wait like this?" Wu Zhanzhan said.

"No, Uncle Master, what I mean is, can we ask for a Heavenly Master's Seal? In that case, we should be more certain." Li Qingdong said.

(End of this chapter)