As soon as Jiang Chenghuan's words fell, he was still proud in his heart, when the voice of King Yama suddenly came from his ears. When he really heard the oil pot, his head suddenly buzzed, and he didn't know the east, south, west, and north. What, if you really want to get into the oil pan, I heard you right, right? If he really got out of the oil pot, with his mortal body, let alone the oil pot, even if he went to the boiling water pot, it was cooked like mud, and it was nothing, if it was really so sudden, how could he Jiang Chenghuan be such a lively person, and what was the matter with him, isn't there only a skeleton left lying on the ground, and a ghost wandering in the underworld, so what's the point, I tossed and tossed, and finally ended up like this, what kind of work is there to toss? Hmph, this old thief deliberately set up a bureau for himself to drill, and it is clearly revenge! This trick is really ruthless, hiding a knife in a smile, it is the most vicious hand, give you a little taste of the sweetness, and then give you a knife, so that you have a bitter word.

"Ah, don't make jokes like that, it's not easy to make jokes!" Jiang Chenghuan smiled and barely supported a smiling face, "A mortal fetus like me can't withstand such a toss, right?" ”

"It's not a joke, it's true, and it's a hundred thousand urgent, who has the heart to make such a joke with you."

Unexpectedly, King Yama looked very serious, and his tone was categorical, Jiang Chenghuan clearly felt a faint schadenfreude.

As a result, Jiang Chenghuan's face suddenly couldn't hang up, and he wanted to let him get out of the oil pot, this was not a joke, he suddenly lowered his face.

"I've cooked it into broth, and I want to ask you to toss this matter for me, what's the point, you are obviously retaliating, you are killing people with a knife. What is 100,000 urgent, no matter how vicious your heart is, it won't be like this. ”

Jiang Chenghuan was simply a little indignant.

"Without you, it doesn't matter at all, isn't your brother still there, isn't Forensic Doctor Bian able to continue your career, besides, he is more competent to continue your career, because he is a genuine forensic doctor, and he is more experienced and more competent for follow-up careers."

King Yama said unhurriedly, spitting all over the place, giving people the feeling that it was not boiled down, but that he was going to relatives and going far away, as if someone was temporarily replacing him anyway. From his very annoying face, there was really no artificiality.

I've never seen such a cheeky and shameless guy destroy a person, without a little cover-up, and with a lot of words. Jiang Chenghuan was almost out of control, he stared at the face that seemed extremely ugly to him, and he wanted to slap that ugly face to smash.

Hmph, what nonsense rhetoric, even if you describe everything after my birth as a blooming snow lotus, you can't convince me. Where did this set of fallacies come from, get out of the way. Thinking so, his right hand had already reached for the Xuanyuan sword on his waist, and he was going to stab this guy before he was boiled into broth, just like he stabbed Judge Cui and stabbed this black-hearted guy to pieces.

His wrist was full of strength, and he had to send it.

"Well, yes, it's a good idea, it's worth a try."

Just as Jiang Chenghuan's Xuanyuan Sword was about to be pulled out and stabbed out in an instant, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Jiang Chenghuan's hatred was almost to the limit, obviously, this was in favor of King Yama's proposition, he was furious, and his subordinates instantly lost control. At the moment when the sword stabbed out, it wilted down in an instant. Because why, the person who spoke was none other than the master White Crane Boy. This time he was surprised to lose his proportion, and even the master fell into the ground, this world is simply crazy, and he has lost the minimum level. But while he thought so, he found that his surprise far outweighed his anger, and he was even more curious.

Why?

Obviously, this series of interpretations is beyond common sense and is far beyond the scope of ordinary people's bearing. Jiang Chenghuan simply relaxed, he pressed the handle of the Xuanyuan Sword, trying to increase the strength of self-restraint, and did not act rashly. At this moment, he must find out what kind of trick the White Crane Boy is playing, so that he will not sell him together.

Jiang Chenghuan stared at the white crane boy with wide eyes.

"You go to the oil pot to overdo it for the carrier, and you are doing great good." The White Crane Boy said, "It's righteousness. ”

Jiang Chenghuan's eyes widened and he roared, "I'm righteous, what else do I mean?" ”

"You give ......"

"What am I giving for?" Jiang Chenghuan didn't wait for the White Crane Boy to finish speaking, and continued to roar after interrupting rudely.

"Oh, it looks like you're misunderstanding......"

"What did I misunderstand, don't I even understand such a common sense as getting into the oil pot?" Jiang Cheng? Then he interrupted King Yama's words, and his voice suddenly raised an octave, and he was completely devastated.

"Don't howl," the white crane boy raised his voice as he followed, although it was not as high as Jiang Chenghuan, but it seemed very intimidating, Jiang Chenghuan really didn't continue to squeak, and dealt with it silently, "You really don't understand." ”

Next, when the white crane boy saw Jiang Chenghuan calm down, he came word by word.

It turns out that the so-called "oil pot" is really not a literal oil pot cooking, but a realm. As we all know, if mortals cook in a pan of oil, it really becomes a pile of crispy foam. And the "oil pot" mentioned here is a kind of spiritual realm edification, although it is also a kind of oil pot, but there is no real pain in the oil pot.

The specific procedure is to pour four or five catties of tung oil into the iron pot, put it on a tripod and fry it with dry charcoal for more than an hour, and when the fire at the bottom of the pot is strong and the temperature of the oil reaches the limit, let Jiang Chenghuan pull up his trousers, take off his shoes and socks, clean his feet with clean water, walk barefoot to the boiling oil pot, and stretch his bare feet into the hot oil. During the whole process, Ma Kaili had to stand barefoot and at the same time had to take off her trousers and make all kinds of provocative movements to distract Jiang Chenghuan.

The purpose of this is to stimulate the male hormones in Jiang Chenghuan's body to stimulate the estrogen in Ma Kaili's body, and to attach Niu's soul to Ma Kaili's body in a relatively weak situation.

"You're talking a lot, after all, I don't want to go to the oil pot?"

Jiang Chenghuan shouted again.

"The difference is that when you get out of the pan, you will be unscathed, or even, without a little pain."

King Yama hurriedly picked up.

"In our place, there are all kinds of cruel punishments, in addition to going up the knife mountain and going down the oil pot, there are also all kinds of torture such as grinding, sawing, stone grinding, etc., so everyone is afraid of going to hell. However, you are not the same as this kind of oil pan. You have to take my word for it. ”

Hmph, believe what you say, who believes what ghosts say, unless the brain is broken. Jiang Chenghuan still didn't believe it.

Who would believe it, if this is not the case, if you get out of the oil pot and still get up, wouldn't it be a dead end. Nowadays, no one can be trusted, self-life is still self-grasping, who to believe, it is better to believe in yourself.

"You must believe in King Yama, I will not harm you." The White Crane Boy saw Jiang Chenghuan's hesitation, "If this is not the case, then there is no hope to count on the Niu clan to possess Ma Kaili." ”

Jiang Chenghuan suddenly fell into a contradiction. If you believe, there is a risk, if you don't believe, there is no hope for the future.

"I'll just tell you the bottom of it," the white crane boy shook his head, "Actually, the oil pot is completely vinegar underneath, but there is a thin layer of oil attached to the vinegar on top. Because, when the oil encounters vinegar, it will bubble up, giving people a feeling of high temperature. You don't have to worry about it at all. ”

The White Crane Boy used the silent transmission method to convey the meaning, and the expression on Jiang Chenghuan's face gradually relaxed, and he began to believe the White Crane Boy's statement, and his feet also moved.

Seeing this, the king of Yama immediately rose up.

He heard that the imp began to set up an oil pot in the underworld and prepare all the necessary supplies. Seeing the tall and deep oil pot, as well as the large bucket of liquid that I don't know if it was oil or vinegar, especially the shelf that was set up to make a fire, Jiang Chenghuan really couldn't help but get nervous. But at this point, it is clearly not wise to continue to retreat, and it has reached the point where it must go on. Just in case, he still temporarily took corresponding contingency measures, that is, Bai Qi's icing method, just in case.

The principle is to quickly chill the whole body while stepping on the oil pan with both feet, and reduce the body temperature below freezing point to combat the heat.

Everything is in place, only the east wind is owed, and the king of Yama quickly stretched out his finger and pointed at the fuel under the oil pot and clicked it, and a raging fire quickly ignited under the pot. Under the pot is a special bone meal fuel from the underworld, which makes a crackling sound while burning, and is accompanied by a faint smell of human flesh.

At this time, Jiang Chenghuan suddenly saw a beautiful woman standing on the other end of the oil pot, with long shawl hair and a gloomy face, exuding a unique soul-inspiring beauty all over her body. This is Ma Kaili's appearance, but it obviously lacks Ma Kaili's spirit. Like the walking dead, Makeri took off her trousers in full view of everyone, leaving only briefs and standing there. After a few moments, she danced a unique dance in place like a robot. This dance was obviously different from what she danced on the Broken Soul Slope. The dance on the Broken Soul Slope is ethereal and unruly, and the dance at this time is almost beating in place, and making all kinds of exaggerated movements that scratch the head and provoke people's hearts.

Jiang Chenghuan kept staring, fluttering a little carried away, passing a wave of heat up and down his body, his eyes were always on Ma Kaili, he intuitively felt that his mind and body were separated, he couldn't help but take off his pants, held his breath and jumped up, and stood straight in the center of the oil pot with his feet.

"Ah......h

Jiang Chenghuan let out a heart-rending scream. (To be continued.) )