Chapter Forty-Seven: The Painting Is Really Ugly
At this time, the venue was already silent.
Everyone watched Wu Liang cast spells with full attention, for fear of missing important scenes and regretting them for the rest of their lives.
Wu Liang glanced back at the master, and nodded at Wang Qing: "I'm going to start." โ
"Please!"
Wang Qing's expression tightened, and he took a step back cautiously.
Then I saw Wu Liang smile slightly, knelt on the futon like before the master, closed his eyes and said: "Jiaolong Daxian is above, now I am helpless to wait for the head of Daxian to break ground, and I specially sent a boy and a girl, and a few ...... of food and wine."
No nesting dolls!
The master was reluctant at that time, and immediately stood up and scolded loudly: "You kid is so shameless!" This is obviously the sacrificial text that the old man just read, and you actually used it exactly right, can't you hear it when the king oversees the post and the people!? โ
As soon as they heard this, Wang Qing and the people around him were shocked again, no wonder this sacrificial text sounded so familiar, so what was going on......
Wu Liang was not disturbed by it, and still insisted on reading all the sacrificial texts, and then stood up and said to the master with a smile: "Sir, please don't compare you and me, you are asking the great immortal to calm his anger, and I am deceiving the evil Jiao to appear, our essence is not the same, if the sacrificial texts are similar...... It's an honor. โ
I see......
Wang Qing and the people suddenly realized.
And this master has obviously never met such a righteous plagiarist before, not only copied in front of him, but also vibrated after copying, and suddenly his brain was a little confused, so he had to grit his teeth and scold: "You! You kid is like a spring, I don't reason with you, justice is at ease in people's hearts! โ
Fair?
Do you justice to me?
Wu Liang sneered in his heart, but he didn't say anything more to the masters.
Then he got up and took the copper dagger in his right hand, and held the gourd he brought in his left hand, put on a posture as if he was facing a great enemy, and stood in front of the yellow cloth platform and waited quietly.
One minute.
Two minutes.
Five minutes.
Wu Liang was motionless, his arms were a little numb, and his waist was a little sore.
Depend on!
Why haven't you come yet?
Acting is really fucking not easy.
Wang Qing, Gao Ren and the surrounding people were also a little unable to hold on, and began to rub their eyes and move their necks, now it is close to noon, and they stretched their necks under the scorching sun, and they were reluctant to blink their eyes for a long time, and it was also very hard, okay?
That's when it happened.
"Whew-"
A gentle breeze hit.
Here it comes!
It's finally here!
Wu Liang shook his spirits, his spirit was lifted, and the copper dagger in his hand was clenched tighter.
I saw that with the gentle blowing of the breeze, the piece of paper that Wu Liang placed on the top had begun to turn.
Finally!
"Hula."
There was a soft sound, and the paper was blown up, flipped and flew into the air.
Also at this moment, Wu Liang's eyes were quick.
"Huh!"
The copper dagger was quickly slashed, and the sharp blade drove a clear sound of breaking the air, cutting off the piece of paper with lightning speed and the ringing of the bell!
It's done!
"Hoo โโ!"
Wu Liang breathed a long sigh of relief, put away the dagger, and turned back confidently, "Wang Duyou, all the people, that evil Jiao has been killed by me with one sword, and you have no worries anymore, congratulations!" โ
That's it?
Hundred faces are confused.
Whether it is Wang Qing, or the masters, as well as the group of people who are looking forward to it, at this time, they all have an expression of "Lao Tzu's pants are off, you can show me this".
What about the good slaying of the evil Jiao?
Even if there is no earth-shattering battle between ghosts and gods, we must see some miracles that we can't usually see, so simple to cut a piece of paper with one knife, and that's it?
Come on, come on!
Give me the dagger, and I'll do it too!
Especially that master, if it weren't for the "burden of the master", he would probably be laughing out loud by now.
Such inferior means dare to come out and be embarrassed, the old man was frightened for a long time, and he was almost fooled by your kid, but the old man is also considered to have gained insight today, admire and admire!
The more this is the case, the master did not come out to expose Wu Liang as before.
Because it's completely unnecessary.
Even if he didn't speak, Wang Qing and those people would never stop there.
If Wu Liang can't give a reasonable explanation, or show something that can convince them, this scene will definitely be smashed, and he will naturally not be happy when the time comes, and he only needs to fan some yin wind and light some ghost fire on the side is enough for him to drink a pot.
Even Chen Jinshui and others outside sweated for Wu Liang: "Talented brother, what the hell are you doing, you can't make a deal just like this......"
Really.
After Wang Qing came back to his senses, he quickly frowned: "Wu Sima, this is what you call killing the evil Jiao?" โ
"Exactly!"
Wu Liang nodded solemnly.
"But...... Where is the evil Jiao? If you have slain the evil dragon, you must prove it to us, otherwise if any people are harmed in the future, how can I explain to the people? โ
Wang Qing organized his language and said to Wu Liang as implicitly as possible.
"What's so hard about that? Go and pick up the piece of paper that I cut off. โ
Wu Liang smiled and said to the person behind Wang Qing.
Those people were also puzzled in their hearts, and seeing that Wang Qing did not object, they hurriedly ran over and picked up the two pieces of paper.
Wu Liang ordered them to hold the two pieces of paper in their hands, and then took off the gourd stopper with a "bang", poured the water inside into their mouths, and before they could react, they squirted out again.
"Poofโโ!
The mist was evenly sprayed on the paper, and some of it was sprayed on the person who took the paper.
The rest of the people hurriedly dodged and finally survived.
It's fucking disgusting!
The man with the paper had a gloomy face, and was about to open his mouth to theorize, but Wu Liang shouted again: "Don't move!" โ
The man suddenly froze in place again, looking at Wang Qing with an aggrieved expression.
However, at this time, where did Wang Qing still have the heart to care about him.
I saw that his eyes were gradually widening, and even his mouth was gradually opening, with a shocked look, as if he had seen something terrible.
Looking at the two pieces of paper again, there was a bloody snake-like thing gradually appearing at this moment.
The little snake had a short, straight horn on its head, a pair of claws like eagle's talons, and a slender and curved tail like a snake.
And Wu Liang's knife just cut off this strange little snake......
"This ...... Wu Si, Mr. Wu, what is this? โ
Wang Qing's mouth was no longer very sharp, and he looked up at Wu Liang in disbelief.
"Yes, this is the evil Jiao that I killed."
Wu Liang smiled indifferently, but his face was slightly hot.
It's so ugly, it's just unsightly.
I knew that when I was a child, my parents studied hard when I signed up for an art class, at least the painting was not so abstract, right?