Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 910 Rules
In a strange state of pain and tranquility, Ding Ermiao had no distracting thoughts and felt the changes of the corpse whip in the water.

Gently, the Corpse Beating Whip began to swim again, wrapping around Ding Ermiao in circles and climbing upwards.

"Good brother, don't strangle me this time!" Ding Ermiao prayed silently in his heart.

But the corpse-beating whip kept climbing, and then it swam up Ding Ermiao's neck, and then gradually tightened.

"Did you make a mistake? Come again?" Ding Ermiao didn't dare to move a little, and said silently in his heart: "Brother, show your power and break the wooden basin. Break the wooden basin and we can all end this suffering! "

But the corpse-beating whip remained the same, and continued to tighten, and in an instant, Ding Ermiao's eyeballs were pinched out again.

"You bastard, it seems I can't get used to you. Wait until I come out and take care of you!" Ding Ermiao's mind gradually became blurry, and Ding Ermiao felt resentful and cursed secretly.

The corpse whip seemed to sense the hostility in Ding Ermiao's heart, and it tightened suddenly!
"Uh..." Ding Ermiao muttered and tilted his head.

This time, I really fainted.

"No, Ding Ermiao is dead again!" Wan Shugao was closest to Ding Ermiao, so he could see clearly.Seeing Ding Ermiao fainted, he couldn't help but scream in panic.

"Why are you panicking, don't you still have me?" Wu Zhanzhan shouted, waved out a paper talisman, and went straight to the barrel.

With a whoosh, at the moment when the paper talisman flew over the barrel, the corpse-killing whip suddenly let go of Ding Ermiao. The tip of the whip was filled with red potion and shot out of the barrel, smashing the paper talisman to pieces!

"Ah..." A ghost scream came out, and then there was a white ghost shadow that dissipated in the red mist, and the lingering sound lingered.

Everyone's expression changed even more. How could they be fine when suddenly there was a ghostly scream?

"Don't worry, everyone, it's okay."

Wu Zhanzhan jumped down from the altar and walked to the stove. He glanced at the unconscious Ding Ermiao and did not help. He just said to Wan Shugao: "Take off the fire in the stove."

Wan Shugao did not dare to neglect, and immediately used the tongs to pick out the burning firewood and put it out with water.

"Er Miao..." Ji Xiaoxiao had already burst into tears. Regardless of the high temperature, she threw herself on the stove and prepared to shake Ding Er Miao.

Wu Zhanzhan stretched out his hand, pulled Ji Xiaoxiao aside, and said: "Don't go there, be careful of the corpse whip hurting people. Ermiao is fine and will wake up slowly. If he dies, I will save his life, don't you worry?" "

Seeing that Wu Zhanzhan had said so much, Ji Xiaoxiao had no choice but to back off, standing aside and weeping silently.

"Zhanzhan, why was there a ghost screaming just now?" Gu Qinglan asked in confusion.

"That was an evil ghost that I had locked into the paper talisman in advance. Just now, the Corpse Whip attacked Er Miao, so I had to release the evil ghost to attract the direction of the Corpse Whip's attack. Otherwise, there would be no way to save Ding Er Miao. "

Wu Zhanzhan paused, looked at the barrel and said: "The spirituality and power of the corpse whip are beyond my imagination. It is very powerful... That evil ghost has been practicing Taoism for 50 years, but he was beaten casually by the corpse whip. On the spot, I was so beaten that I lost my soul."

"Zhanzhan, when will Ermiao wake up?" Ji Xiaoxiao didn't care about the power of the corpse whip, she only cared about Ding Ermiao's safety.

Wu Zhanzhan waved his hand and said: "Drink tea and rest. He will wake up naturally when the time comes."

After that, Wu Zhanzhan turned around and went into the house to drink tea alone.

"Cold-blooded!" Ji Xiaoxiao muttered as he looked at Wu Zhanzhan's back.

At this moment, Ding Ermiao gradually regained his sanity, and said weakly, "Xiaoxiao, I'm fine..."

……

The fire was turned on for the third time during the night, and Ding Ermiao suffered for the third time.

A two-hundred-watt incandescent lamp was lit in the backyard, making it brightly lit.

"Ding Ermiao, you must also remember to absolutely believe that the corpse whip will not kill you, and do not have any hostility towards it. Otherwise, your life may be in danger at any time!"

Before adding more heat, Wu Zhanzhan warned again and again, saying: "You must regard the corpse whip as a brother and a confidant. Only in this way can you recognize the master as soon as possible."

"Understood, I will pay attention." After experiencing the previous coma, Ding Ermiao knew that what Wu Zhanzhan said was true and did not dare to be careless, nodding repeatedly.

Gu Qinglan and Ji Xiaoxiao both looked anxious and haggard, Wan Shugao also looked disgraced, but Wu Zhanzhan remained calm and continued to sit upright at the altar.

"Ding Ermiao, you have to concentrate all your willpower and try to communicate with Corpse Beating Whip. Do you understand?" Wu Zhanzhan said with a Fire Dragon Talisman on his finger:
"There is a very strange rule in identifying the owner of Maoshan's magic weapon. Generally speaking, disciples with high understanding and firm Taoist heart will succeed in one fell swoop in the third time. But if the third time fails, they usually have to wait until the seventh time. If If you fail the seventh time, you will have to wait until No. 40 for the ninth time.”

49 times?Ding Ermiao shuddered in her heart. 49 times of torture, alternating between hot and cold, even a tough person would probably have a narrow escape.

It is said that when Long Shuanghuo recognized the owner of the magic weapon, he soaked it in the potion for seven days and seven nights. Could it be that he had experienced 49 times of suffering?
"This is your third time, I hope you go well!"

Wu Zhanzhan's face turned cold, and he waved his hand and threw out the paper talisman: "Maoshan Fire Dragon Talisman, up!"

The blazing flame rose again, illuminating Wan Shugao in front of the stove door with sweat streaming down his face.

The fire dragon talisman continued to be played, and the temperature became higher and higher.

Ding Ermiao sat in the barrel, motionless, with only a pained expression and twitching corners of her mouth.

"Zhanzhan, is it because Ermiao is a little older, so the magic weapon is slow to recognize its owner?" Gu Qinglan couldn't bear it, hoping to distract Wu Zhanzhan by talking, slowing down her speed of playing the Fire Dragon Talisman, so that Ding Ermiao would be less Take a little pain.

"When the wind blows and the clouds fly, how sooner or later? When the earth shakes and the mountains rise, how can there be high or low?"

Wu Zhanzhan's heart was as strong as iron, and he played two more fire dragon talismans and said: "As long as your Taoist heart is firm, you can still make the magic weapon recognize its owner at the age of one hundred!"

Gu Qinglan had no choice but to be speechless, and pulled Ji Xiaoxiao aside to prevent her from doing crazy things because she couldn't bear to watch.

"The corpse-beating whip has moved again..." Ding Ermiao suddenly said, "However, this time it didn't come to pester me, but it wandered around the bucket."

"Very good, try to use your will to urge it to break out of the basin and recognize the Lord in one fell swoop!"

Wu Zhanzhan immediately jumped off the altar, walked to the stove door, took out a copper coin, dipped the tip of his tongue in the blood and threw it into the pot: "Lend me the three flavors to help you with the real fire, hurry up like a law!"

The copper coin fell into the flames of the stove, and the fire burst into a bright blue light!
"Ahhhh...!"

Ding Ermiao screamed in pain, roaring like a beast.

"Er Miao!" Ji Xiaoxiao was so frightened that she rushed over.

"Xiaoxiao get down!"

Wu Zhanzhan shouted, jumped up and threw Ji Xiaoxiao to the ground.

"boom……"

Almost at this moment, the wooden barrel where Ding Ermiao was sitting suddenly exploded, sawdust flew into the air, and the hot potion splashed out in all directions.

(End of this chapter)