Night falls, and the stars blink.

The beating light of the fire illuminated the inn's patio.

also illuminated Zhang Chu's shiny brain.

The brothers of the bloody cloaks guarding the patio all looked like they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh at this time, and their faces were distorted with laughter.

Zhang Chu stood in front of the steaming barrel-shaped cauldron with a black line on his face......

Hum!

A bunch of scumbags!

Bald head is really.Is the standard hairstyle of the big guy good?

He stiffened his face and said in a deep voice: "Close the door, clear the field!"

Da Xiong hurriedly turned around, for fear that one would accidentally laugh out loud and attract Zhang Chu to a fat beating.

"Brothers from the second and third teams, hurry up and rest. ”

"A team of brothers, arrange the rotation order, guard the front door and the back door of the inn. ”

"Brother dog, stop laughing, go and rest......"

"Huh?"

Zhang Chu turned his head suddenly, and his eyes instantly caught Li Gouzi's figure in the crowd.

Li Gouzi, who was smiling with a thief on his face, noticed Zhang Chu's gaze, shrunk his neck suddenly, turned around and fled as fast as a frightened rabbit, and shouted in his mouth: "Xiong'er, you pit me, you remember me!"

Big Bear just snickered.

Soon only Zhang Chu and Da Xiong were left in the patio.

"Big Bear, give me the ginseng slices!"

Da Xiong took out the silver box containing the ginseng slices from his arms and handed it to Zhang Chu.

Zhang Chu opened the silver box, grabbed a handful of ginseng and threw it into his mouth to chew.

Ginseng is bitter.

But he couldn't suppress his nervousness.

Da Xiong quietly observed his face and whispered, "Master Chu, why don't we withdraw the fire first, and you can go in and try it?"

Zhang Chu stretched his neck and swallowed the ginseng, and refused: "No!"

He was very worried...... Let's be honest, he's a little scared!

Fry yourself in an iron pot, who is not afraid?

That's why he felt that the senior who created the "Golden Clothes Gong" must be a stupid and thick person who has one intestine to the end!

But either you don't do it, or you want to do it, this is his principle!

This is true for the enemy.

The same is true for himself!

He took a deep breath and began to undress.

In a short time, he stripped himself naked, and he didn't even have his underwear left.

He reached for the edge of the barrel cauldron.

The sharp pain of the high-temperature roasting flesh stimulated him to instinctively retract his hand.

But he reacted immediately, gritted his teeth, not only did not let go, but grabbed the edge of the barrel-shaped iron pot even harder, and then with great strength, his body jumped up with strength, turned over and jumped into the barrel-shaped iron pot.

The iron sand in the iron pot has been fried hot, exuding a pungent medicinal fragrance.

The soles of his feet stepped on the hot iron sand, making a "zizi" explosion...... It's like a teppanyaki!

Zhang Chuqiang endured severe pain and forcibly put on a posture of pile work.

His pile gong has been practiced to the point that he does not need to rely on contemplation thoughts, but only needs to put the posture of the pile gong in place, and the blood and qi around him will automatically speed up.

He tried to mobilize his blood and qi to sink into the soles of his feet to resist the high temperature under the soles of his feet, and instantly felt that the sharp pain from the soles of his feet was much lighter.

He didn't know if it was the blood qi that isolated the high temperature, or whether the blood qi nourished the flesh and blood under his feet, which was more resistant to high temperatures.

He felt that it was most likely the latter!

But whether it is the former or the latter, it shows that the practice method of "Jinyi Gong" is effective!

"Big Bear!"

He shouted.

"It's coming!"

Da Xiong answered, and put a human-shaped ladder to the edge of the barrel-shaped iron pot, and the others climbed onto the ladder, the height was just the same as Zhang Chu.

Then he picked up a big shovel, scooped up a large handful of iron sand from Zhang Chu's feet, and poured it from the top of Zhang Chu's shiny head.

The hot iron sand rolled down Zhang Chu's skin, as if someone was holding countless red-hot steel needles and pricking him around.

"Hiss ......"

Even though Zhang Chu was desperately running his blood qi to resist the high temperature, his face was still distorted in pain, and he gasped vigorously.

Da Xiong couldn't help but stop the movements in his hand, and said in a worried whisper: "Master Chu, what's the matter?"

Zhang Chu's face was already congested, and a thick green tendon on his forehead was beating violently like a small snake burrowing under his skin.

"Fetch a piece of wood!"

The big bear immediately turned his head and shouted, "Come on, take a piece of wood!"

Around the seemingly empty patio, there were actually several brothers in the blood-clad team on standby.

Hearing the voice of the bear, soon a man took a small piece of washed wood, rushed to the bottom of the ladder, and handed the wood to the bear.

The big bear took the wooden block and fed it to Zhang Chu's mouth.

Zhang Chu took a bite and said vaguely: "Continue." ”

Da Xiong sighed secretly, waved his shovel in a heart, and once again scooped up a handful of iron sand and poured it on Zhang Chu's head.

Shovels after shovels of iron sand poured down from the top of Zhang Chu's head, and the skin on his whole body quickly turned red, like a steamed hairy crab.

Beads of sweat spread densely on his body, like a bath, dripping constantly, stirring up bursts of moisture.

Time passes minute by minute,

As the big bear continued to dig iron sand from Zhang Chu's feet, his whole person slowly fell into the iron sand.

"Tim Chai!"

"Medicinal soup!"

Big Bear kept directing the blood-coated brothers who were on standby around him, maintaining the temperature in the iron cauldron.

The medicinal soup poured into the pot is not a precious panacea.

Just some very common healing drugs for scalds and bruises.

Zhang Chu in the tin bucket is not as painful as when he first jumped into the tin bucket...... Numb.

He just felt hot.

The blood qi in his body was now flowing wildly in his body at an unprecedented speed.

The consumption is very, very large!

Fortunately, he ate a large handful of ginseng slices, and he was able to withstand it for the time being.

And he also noticed that there seemed to be something more in his blood, which was constantly replenishing into the flesh and blood around him with his speed.

......

Half an hour later, a hand stretched out from the iron sand.

Seeing this, Da Xiong hurriedly got up and grabbed Zhang Chu's hand.

Zhang Chu borrowed his strength, and the whole person slowly pulled out of the iron sand.

He moves slowly.

It's not that it's out of strength.

But now the skin around him is about to be burned, if he uses too much force...... I'm afraid that someone will come out, and the skin is still in the pot.

When Zhang Chu came out of the pot, the wooden block in his mouth had been bitten off, and the broken mouth was shattered!

By the light of the fire, the bear was horrified to find that his whole body was purple, like a large eggplant.

He rubbed his eyes and looked at it again, only to find that his body was not purple, but red and black.

Zhang Chu stepped down from the big iron pot, and before he even had time to put on his underwear, he stretched out his hand to the big bear, and said in a weak whisper: "Water, ginseng!"

Da Xiong hurriedly brought a tea bowl from the side, opened the silver box and placed it in front of Zhang Chu.

Zhang Chu grabbed the tea bowl and drank it all with his head up, and threw the tea bowl to the ground casually.

Then he grabbed a piece of ginseng, threw it into his mouth and swallowed it without chewing it, and said vaguely while eating: "Water, it's not enough!"

When Da Xiong heard this, he hurriedly turned his head and shouted, "Send a pot of tea, hurry!"

Immediately, a brother from the blood-clothed team came over with a pot of tea, and the big bear took it and stretched out his hand to probe, and scolded the little brother who delivered the tea: "You don't have a brain, how can you eat so hot?"

Before he could finish his sentence, a hand had already snatched the teapot from his hand.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw his big guy, tilting his head, aiming at the spout, and pouring "tons and tons" of gas.

Seeing this, Da Xiong pushed the little brother who delivered the water: "Go, bring a few more pots of water!"

The brothers in the blood-clothed team who delivered the water turned around and ran away with sweat.

After Zhang Chu drank three pots of tea in one go, he finally came to his senses.

At this moment, the ginseng he had swallowed in his stomach also began to digest, and the boiling heat poured into his bloody limbs, slowly nourishing his damaged flesh.

Zhang Chu groaned comfortably, and put up a posture of horse steps on the spot, healing his injuries with pile skills.

A big purple bird, swaying majestically in the night wind......