Under the gaze of thousands of pairs of eyes, Wen Yi put his hands into the boiling oil pot and washed his hands leisurely.

After washing for a while, I raised my hand to show everyone, and there was no trace of injury.

Everyone was dumbfounded, looking at him as if he were looking at a god.

Then he put his hand into the oil pot again, and slowly and leisurely fished out the copper coins one by one.

As if afraid that everyone would not believe him, he took five copper coins and walked around in front of the crowd.

Everyone's eyes widened, but instead of copper coins, they looked at his hands, normal, everything was normal.

He turned around slowly, and finally came to Du Zigong and the others.

"How is Sect Master Du?"

Du Zigong's expression was solemn, and he said: "Wen Langjun is very clever and old-fashioned, I recognize this game ......."

"Ahh Before he could finish his words, a middle-aged believer in his thirties and forties behind him broke down and shouted: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it, this oil must be fake." ”

After speaking, he threw himself at the oil pot.

The people around him were so stunned by this sudden turn of events that no one stopped him.

Du Zigong reacted, but he couldn't stop it if he was too far away, so he could only shout in vain: "Aman is back." ”

Wen Yi also subconsciously reached out to grab it, but he didn't even catch the corner of his clothes, and then he couldn't bear to close his eyes.

That Aman ran to the oil pot in a few steps and put his hand directly into it.

"Ah!!h An even more terrible cry came out of his mouth, and then the whole person fell to the ground with his hands folded and wailed: "My hands, my hands ......"

Only then did everyone come back to their senses, and Sun Tai and a few people hurriedly ran over to hold him down, and then saw that the skin on his hands was no longer the same.

Du Zigong clenched his hands tightly into fists, and a look of pain and remorse appeared on his face.

After such a change, the so-called fighting method could no longer be carried on, Wen Yi hurriedly asked people to carry Aman into the yamen for treatment, and then persuaded the onlookers to disperse.

The joys and sorrows of people are not the same.

Du Zigong and the others felt sad, remorseful and angry, but the people on Wen Yi's side and the onlookers were very excited.

Although that person was reckless, he confirmed that this pot of oil was real, and the lord/Wen Langjun could really wash his hands and fish in the boiling oil pot.

This is the method of the gods.

Wen Yi's image became more mysterious and tall in their minds.

With such a lord, why can't you do something, everyone is full of unprecedented confidence in their future.

The people were persuaded by the Langhu soldiers to disperse reluctantly, but soon they gathered in groups to discuss this matter.

It is foreseeable that this matter will become the hottest topic for a long time in the future, and the matter of Wenyi oil pot washing hands will also spread all over the world.

As for whether others believe it or not, they don't care, anyway, these people here today have become his diehards.

When they returned to the Yamen, Xue Dayuan, Wu Yi and the others all looked at him with awe, as if they wanted to say something, but they didn't know how to speak.

Wen Yi was not happy at all, sighed and said, "Let's go and go ahead of our own affairs, I'll go see the injured person." ”

After saying that, he turned around and went to the backyard, leaving them to look at each other.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and then tacitly show an excited smile. How can you not be happy at such a time.

Wen Yi came to the backyard of the yamen and saw a group of people blocking the door of a room.

When these people saw him, they either showed a look of jealousy, or they were angry and hateful, or their expressions were complicated......

"Sect Master Du came out and told him that I was waiting for him over there."

He didn't go to join in the fun, left a word and walked to the side of the gazebo and sat down.

Daniel Zhang immediately arranged for the guard platoon to defend everywhere, and at this time, this backyard was also surrounded by the Langhu Corps.

The intermittent roaring sound in the room clearly reached his ears, making Wen Yi's mood even more complicated.

He didn't want to be an enemy of the Wudou Mi Sect, without him, his strength was too weak and his ability to resist risks was too poor. If he was an enemy of the Five Dou Mi Sect, it would be a thousand times more difficult for him to realize his plan.

But he doesn't regret it, it's too cowardly to be bullied in the face and not fight back.

Now he wants to see if there is still a possibility of reconciliation, with the best, if not......

That can only say sorry to Du Zigong, he has no habit of letting the tiger return to the mountain.

Since you are going to make a feud, then I will simply kill you all, and I don't believe that those Wudoumi Sect disciples will fight to the end for a dead person and a place like him.

After about twenty minutes, Du Zigong walked out with a tired face, looked around and walked straight towards the pavilion. Sun Tai and the others wanted to follow, but were stopped by the guards.

Wen Yi didn't get up, but pointed to the stone bench opposite and said, "Sit." ”

Du Zigong was not polite, sat down, picked up the teapot on the stone table, and drank a cup of tea for himself.

Then he said, "I regret it now, I shouldn't have counted you as soon as no one came." ”

Wen Yi bowed his head and said: "The strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, not to mention that you and I have no hatred in the past and no grudge in the near future, what you have done has lost your identity." ”

Du Zigong didn't expect him to speak so bluntly, and said with a wry smile: "The strong dragon doesn't suppress the head snake? In vain, I have been in the rivers and lakes for decades, and I don't even understand such a simple truth. ”

Then he said with a straight face: "I don't know what you're going to do with us?" ”

Wen Yi pondered for a while before he said, "Take your people to leave Jin'an County, and I don't want to see the figure of the Five Dou Mi Sect in my territory." ”

Du Zigong didn't expect him to let himself go so easily, and said, "You're not afraid of our retaliation?" ”

"Heh......" Wen Yi said lightly: "I just don't want to get into trouble, it's not because I can't solve the trouble." ”

Du Zigong was surprised by the young man's words again, shook his head and said, "It's really confident." I will leave with my disciples, and I will also restrain them not to set foot in Jin'an County for half a step. ”

"Good." Wen Yi was very satisfied with his attitude, nodded and asked instead, "How is your disciple's injury?" ”

Du Zigong's expression was full of guilt and unbearable, and said: "It's very heavy, but the most worrying thing is the ulcer." Once the ulcer suppurates, the hand can be crippled at least and fatal at worst. ”

"And he was scalded with boiling oil, and there were bound to be ulcers...... For him, it was a dead death. ”

Ulcers are often referred to as infection and inflammation in previous lives, and in this era without antibiotics, the fatality rate of inflammation is even several times higher than that of the disease itself.

"Aman is a refugee from the north, and his family has died in the war, and he is only dependent on one daughter."

"Once, his daughter was seriously ill and happened to be saved by me, and since then she has become a follower of the Wudoumi Sect......"

"He is kind and helpful and never asks for anything in return, although he is only the lowest believer of the Wudoumi Sect, his popularity is very good."

"Just because I saved his daughter, he saw me as a ...... Loyal to me, it was just because I couldn't accept my failure that I lost control of my emotions. ”

"I hope Wen Langjun won't blame him."

"I'm not that stingy." Wen Yi shook his head and said thoughtfully: "You said that he is very popular in Wudou Rice?" ”