Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 152 You can't play without playing 【Subscribe】

Yu Wenjian was a little dazed, the explosion made his mouth numb: "Why did it explode?"

He hasn't exerted any force yet, even if he blows lightly, he dare not exert force.

Even if you blow it hard, if the maltose is broken, there will be at most a "pop" sound, which is very dull, and it is impossible to make a "pop", which is as clear and loud as firecrackers.

The people around were also a little confused. The maltose was just not completely solidified. Even if it was blown up, it would be scattered in all directions, and the range would not be very wide. At most, it would be broken directly.

It doesn't matter if some sugar residues fall on you.

However, everyone was looking at Yu Wenjian Sugar Blower intently, and there was a sudden crisp sound, which startled them and made them stunned: "I said, this old man can't do any qigong, but this thing can do it!" Blow up?"

The people who were videotaping around were the first to react and gave a thumbs up: "Come and see, in front of Qingyun Temple on the pedestrian street, there is a person blowing sugar."

This yell made Yu Wenjian even more confused: "Since when have I practiced Qigong?"

"It's nay, the sugar maker is the old man's side job, and he doesn't make money from it. Don't promote it. There are too many people, the old man is too busy, how can he peep behind the Taoist temple?"

Here, the online celebrity live broadcast has not brought much popularity yet. On the pedestrian street here, women shopping with their boyfriends gathered around: "Pinch me a xx star sugar man. Don't blow it up."

"I'm going to blow it up, see, the man in the photo on my phone, blow him up."

The bustling pedestrian street is full of noise, and there are more and more people onlookers.

Zhao Gan and Wang Bei, who failed to find a job, also squeezed in to see the excitement here.

Seeing Yu Wenjian who was covered with a face, the two of them looked at each other, a little excited: "Everyone, don't squeeze, come one by one, this is our master, he has a top-notch skill, and the sugar blower is an ancestral craft. Ordinary sugar blower, Who can blow fried? Our master can blow fried!"

"teacher"

Here Zhao Gan is bragging about soliciting business, and Wang Bei is winking here: "Teacher, you still have this skill, hurry up, there are so many people waiting for you to brag, we are going to get rich, and we are going to become a pedestrian street, no. The whole magic city characteristics."

Yu Wenjian was even more confused, subconsciously said: "Wait a minute, my mouth is a little numb, it collapsed just now."

In the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun was also a little astonished: "The original intention of the poor Taoist priest is to drive away Yu Wenjian, so that he can't be a sugar man. I didn't expect to help him solicit business?"

Backfired.

"Do you want to add fuel to the flames and let this old man become a master of Internet celebrity sugar figures? He is so busy that he has no time to spy on the Taoist temple."

Your eyes lit up, since you can't drive him away, then you won't have time.

Passing through the talisman bird, Zhang Qingyun saw Yu Wenjian holding the sugar figurine blankly, looking at the people surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, as if he hadn't fully understood why the sugar figurine exploded.

"Blow up!"

The young man was standing by the booth: "See, this is the man, blow him up, this grandson, he's going to blow him up."

Zhao Gan's eyelids twitched: "Brother, do you have a grudge against this person?"

"Humph"

The young man snorted coldly: "If you want you to blow it, you will blow it. Why are there so many problems?"

Zhao Gan smashed his mouth, well, this guy must have been cheated, or was this good-looking guy on the phone robbed his girlfriend?
slept with his wife?

"teacher"

Wang Bei looked at Yu Wenjian who was still in a daze: "You blow it, why don't you blow it?"

Yu Wenjian felt that this body was in a dream at this time: "Blow it, the old man is now recalling how he blown it up just now, and the old man is also a little confused."

Yu Wenjian looked for the feeling for a while, and under the urging of the young man, he made a humanoid sugar figurine and began to blow.

Puff up your cheeks, this side hasn't blown yet.

"boom"

The sound was comparable to thunder, and the sugar man exploded, and the sound was even louder than before.
The sticky maltose smeared Yu Wenjian's mouth and face.

Yu Wenjian was even more confused. Just now, it exploded for no reason, and it exploded before it was blown.

"Did you see, my master's mouth is so good, it will explode if it touches his mouth!"

"Is it more powerful than before?"

Zhao Gan's eyebrows were beaming, and he had collected a lot of money at this moment. He estimated that he had already received more than thirty people.

But he didn't see that Yu Wenjian's mouth was red and swollen.
"Master, do it again, don't be so fast next time, at least blow it into shape"

An Internet celebrity, while live broadcasting, while reminding.

Yu Wenjian wanted to back down, he felt something was wrong, his mouth was numb now, he probably wouldn't feel hot even after eating.

In the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun also smiled brightly: "Look at the old man's deception, why is the poor Taoist so happy?"

"boom"

Outside the Taoist temple, the sound was crisp.

"Clap clap."

There was applause and cheers.

Yu Wenjian was about to cry, so he rested for a while, and said, "The old man's kung fu is not as good as others, and he can only bomb three times a day. If there are too many bombs, he will lose his vitality. If we don't bomb today, we will close the stall."

"what"

Zhao Gan was a little surprised: "Teacher, why do you have a sausage in your mouth?"

"Fuck off, this is a swollen lip"

"Teacher, you still don't know how to use your tongue. Now that you're making so much money, don't leave. I'll take all the money."

Yu Wenjian stared fiercely: "Blow it yourself, the old man is quitting."

Zhao Gan was dumbfounded, who provoked this old man again?

"Do you want to play anymore?"

It was hard to see the old man being deceived, Zhang Qingyun didn't want to let go of Wen Jian like this: "You old guy, you monitor the poor all day long, whatever you say this time, you will feel scared when you see this place in the future."

Recalling the talisman bird, Zhang Qingyun tied a talisman seal, and the talisman bird landed on the window sill on the second floor opposite, and a jade talisman shattered silently.

A green light, invisible to the naked eye, shot into Wen Jian's eyebrows: "I wanted to find an opportunity to punish you, but I couldn't find it. Now I finally found an opportunity. Pindao is willing to help others and help you attract business."

Yu Wenjian, who was about to pack his things, felt that his body was out of control. He couldn't help picking up the maltose with both hands, and began to squeeze the candy.

What's more, the sugar figurine he pinched was lifelike, much more vivid than the one he pinched just now.

People who were about to leave stopped one after another: "Let me just say, a profitable business, who wants to see the money in front of their eyes and not take it?"

Zhao Gan smiled and began to collect money. Yu Wenjian felt that his hands were not his own, so he put the sugar man blowpipe to his mouth: "Bang!"

sugar man exploded
Then, Yu Wenjian picked up the malt candy again, began to pinch the candy figure, and put it near his mouth: "Bang"

Sugar Man exploded again.

Zhao Gan felt something was wrong, he knew the old man's temper, he said he quit just now, it was definitely not a joke, and he would never do this business again in the future.

现在
The old man was full of lovelessness, and mechanically picked up the candy figurine and blown it, and the upper and lower lips became thicker and longer, the candy figurine was fried several times, the upper and lower lips became duck mouths, and the lips protruded at least a little. Five or six centimeters.

"Teacher, don't force yourself, let's stop doing it?"

How could this old man be so stubborn when his mouth exploded like this?Zhao Gan was a little scared. If the bombing continues like this, will the old man's lips be blown off?

Yu Wenjian wanted to cry, but he didn't want to, but he just couldn't control it.

Now I can't even open my mouth to speak, and my saliva began to flow out uncontrollably: "The handsome image of the old man is completely ruined now."

"What the hell is going on?"

　I’ve been forgetting to talk about adding more things. The leader who has a large amount of money will reward Jiageng, and he will pay it back slowly next month, but this month will not work.I'm so sorry
　　Kneeling for support!
　　Kowtow to everyone!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)