Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 909
Wu Zhanzhan looked back at Ding Ermiao in the barrel and said, "About seven or eight days."

"Ah...? Why does it take so long?" Gu Qinglan almost screamed.

After seven or eight days, even if he was not scalded to death and frozen to death, he would still be suffocated to death by urine!
"Alas..." Wu Zhanzhan sighed and said, "Er Miao is no longer a boy, so it will be extra troublesome for the magic weapon to identify its owner."

Ji Xiaoxiao's face turned red when he heard this.In this way, did he make it more difficult for Er Miao to identify the owner of the magical weapon?

If I had known earlier, I would have consummated the marriage later and become husband and wife later.

"But it will take seven or eight days, which is too long..." Gu Qinglan sighed, worried.

Wu Zhanzhan shrugged and said, "There's nothing we can do about it. His IQ is not high and his understanding is low. You can't blame me for that."

Ding Ermiao's IQ is not high?It was the first time that Gu Qinglan heard someone say that Ding Ermiao had a low IQ, and she smiled bitterly and was speechless.

Ding Ermiao was sitting in the wooden barrel at the stove. He suddenly opened his eyes and shouted to Wu Zhanzhan: "Junior sister, I'm in a hurry. What should I do?"

It has been four hours since I entered the water in the morning, and it is normal to feel a little anxious.

Wu Zhanzhan frowned and walked back into the room to avoid it, while saying: "Wan Shugao gave him a drink bottle and told him not to get out of the bottle. After solving the problem, he sat down quickly."

Ji Xiaoxiao hesitated for a moment, and then went into the house with Gu Qinglan to avoid it.

After the three beauties left, Ding Ermiao stood up, solved the problem and sat down again, feeling much more comfortable.

Suddenly thoughts came together in his mind, and Ding Ermiao suddenly thought: "Junior sister Wu Zhanzhan's magic weapon recognized its owner. Isn't it the same as myself, sitting naked in the barrel? What if she... gets anxious?"

"what……!"

The feeling of being bitten by thousands of insects suddenly spread throughout the body. Ding Ermiao screamed and almost jumped out of pain.

"Brother Ermiao, what's wrong with you?" Wan Shugao was shocked and hurriedly shouted into the room: "Uncle Wu, Brother Ermiao is dead!"

Ji Xiaoxiao, Wu Zhanzhan and others also heard Ding Ermiao's howling in the room, and before Wan Shugao could say hello, the three of them rushed out.

"Second Miao!"

"Second Miao!"

"How are you, Ding Ermiao?" Wu Zhanzhan pushed Ji Xiaoxiao and Gu Qinglan away with his hands and rushed to the barrel and asked.

Ding Ermiao's eyes were red, as if someone had given her a full stomach of Yin Yang He Huan. She looked at Wu Zhanzhan and smiled mischievously: "Junior Sister, I..."

In his confused consciousness, it was his junior sister Wu Zhanzhan who was taking a medicated bath, while he was taking care of her, waiting for the beauty to come out of the bath, and then...

"Bastard, what are you thinking about?! Get rid of distracting thoughts, keep your mind on the porch, and read to me!"

Wu Zhanzhan immediately made a move, and slapped Ding Ermiao's Tianling cover with one palm, then jumped onto the altar, sat down facing Ding Ermiao, pinched his fingers and read aloud:
"The pure heart is like water, and pure water is the heart. There is no breeze, and the waves are calm. Youhuang sits alone, whistling and playing the piano. Zen is still in concentration, and the poisonous dragon escapes..."

Ding Ermiao was stunned by the slap, and then she couldn't help but start reciting along with Wu Zhanzhan: "When Zen falls into tranquility, the poisonous dragon disappears. ... My heart is ignorant, and God rewards those who work hard. I am righteous, and all ghosts and ghosts are frightened. I Overflowing with love, heaven and earth return to one’s heart.”

Because this is the Maoshan Meditation Mantra, it requires a little guidance, and Ding Ermiao will recite it involuntarily.

After three or five times of the meditation mantra, Ding Ermiao gradually became sober, and the shame in his lower abdomen disappeared slowly, and his face became normal.

Wu Zhanzhan looked at Ding Ermiao's expression, then breathed a sigh of relief, jumped off the altar, and stepped forward.

"Ding Ermiao, you are so restless and imaginative that you almost went crazy. You have already walked past the gate of hell. Do you know that?" Wu Zhanzhan frowned coldly. He wished he could add some seasoning to the pot and cook Ding Ermiao. .

Just now, when Ding Ermiao looked at him so lewdly, Wu Zhanzhan knew that he was thinking of something good.

At that moment, the impure signal released by Ding Ermiao's eyes was so strong that it caused Wu Zhanzhan's heart to ripple.

Ding Ermiao felt extremely embarrassed, but she persisted in her words and said: "It's okay to go to the Gate of Hell, aren't they all frequented?"

"To shut up!"

Wu Zhanzhan was furious and said: "Ding Ermiao, since you don't love yourself, no one will love you... or take care of you. Wait until I add fuel to your fire, and you can wish for more happiness!"

"Junior sister, do it slowly and don't rush it!" Ding Ermiao knew that life was difficult and hurriedly begged for mercy.

Wu Zhanzhan snorted, jumped onto the altar, sat down, and after breathing evenly, waved his hand: "Maoshan Fire Dragon Talisman, rise...!"

On the table, a piece of paper talisman was brought out by Wu Zhanzhan's sleeve wind, fluttering towards the stove, and then turned and got into the stove door.

Pong...

There was a flash of fire in the stove, and flames spurted out from the stove door, suddenly burning the hair of Wan Shugao who was lighting the fire.

"Oops..." Wan Shugao leaned up and fell down.

When Wan Shugao got up from the ground, he touched it with his hand and found that a bunch of hair had been singed on his forehead.

In the raging flames, the potion in the iron pot boiled rapidly, and red smoke evaporated, as if a demon king had descended.

Because there was a wooden barrel between them, Ding Ermiao didn't feel much pain yet.

But as the circulation of hot and cold water inside and outside the barrel accelerated, the intense tingling sensation spread throughout Ding Ermiao's body, gradually penetrating into his bone marrow and internal organs.

"Maoshan Fire Dragon Talisman, rise again!" Wu Zhanzhan waved his hand again, and another Fire Dragon Talisman flew into the stove.

Ji Xiaoxiao held Gu Qinglan's hand nervously, and signaled with her eyes repeatedly, asking Gu Qinglan to intercede with Ding Ermiao, so that Wu Zhanzhan could be gentler.

"It's okay, Xiaoxiao, Zhanzhan behaves appropriately." Gu Qinglan comforted Ji Xiaoxiao.

In fact, Gu Qinglan was just as nervous, and there were beads of sweat on her forehead.But she believed that Wu Zhanzhan would not harm Ding Ermiao, so she remained calm and collected.

"Do you still have demonic thoughts in your heart now, Ding Ermiao?" Wu Zhanzhan flew out three fire dragon talismans in a row before asking slowly.

Ding Ermiao slowly shook his head: "No more, no more at all. My heart is like an ancient well, unable to make waves."

Now I feel severe pain all over my body, almost fainting, where are the distracting thoughts in my mind?

"Very good, can you still persist?" Wu Zhanzhan asked again.

"It's okay." Ding Ermiao gritted his teeth and said with difficulty, "But I'm going to die soon..."

Wu Zhanzhan sneered and said, "Okay, I'll add a little more fire to you so that you can die sooner."

Having said that, Wu Zhanzhan waved his hand again to create the Fire Dragon Talisman.

"Master, uncle, we can't keep the fire going anymore, I can smell the aroma of meat!" Wan Shugao looked at Ding Ermiao's painful expression and couldn't bear it, so he begged for mercy.

"Shut up and keep adding firewood." Wu Zhanzhan shouted, and another Fire Dragon Talisman flew out and got into the stove.

Ji Xiaoxiao covered her mouth and cried, tears rolling down her face.

In the wooden barrel, Ding Ermiao seemed to have fallen into trance, her eyes closed tightly, motionless and silent.

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