Chapter 1298: Black Evil Mansion Destruction 9

"If you don't have kerosene, of course you can have vegetable oil, but the key is, can you find at least a thousand catties of vegetable oil?" Feng Caitian asked.

Shu Ya thought for a while and said seriously, "If you get together, it's still okay." ”

This couldn't help but make Feng Caitian interested, and the others were immediately relieved.

"Where, take me." There are ways to save time and effort, Feng Caitian generally does not let go of shortcuts, so Feng Caitian is not in a hurry, the whole person turned around, and then looked at Shu Ya with interest.

"The first granary." Shu Ya looked at her calmly and said word by word,

Feng Caitian lowered his eyes and thought for a while, but he felt that there was such a possibility.

I remember that the middle-aged man in the test hall told her that there were more than 10,000 members of the Black Evil Mansion living in the first place, and they were mainly responsible for the daily chores and guards of the Black Evil Tower, presumably this was the same as the housekeeping office in the ancient palace, not only responsible for daily maintenance and cleaning, but also responsible for the distribution of food.

Therefore, Shu Ya said that there are thousands of catties of vegetable oil in the first weight, and she also thinks that this is very possible.

"You stay, Shu Ya and I will go and get the oil back first, and then move on to the next plan." Feng Caitian made a decision immediately and made a verdict.

The others immediately nodded, "No problem, you guys be careful on the road, go early and return early." ”

"Well, don't worry, we'll be back soon." Feng Caitian nodded, smiled at Feng Haolin, and then took Shu Ya and disappeared into the ink night.

Everything went well, with Feng Caitian's escort and Shu Ya's old horse knowing the way, soon, under the leadership of Shu Ya, the two entered the first place to store all the grain and oil.

Looking at it, this is like a warehouse the size of the main stadium, and Feng Caitian, who has long thought that this place will be big, can't help but be speechless. But Shu Ya didn't react much.

As light as a swallow and agile, she quickly brought Feng Caitian to the front of the oil barrels.

"This is it, each barrel has a hundred catties, looking at this scale, it must be because I caught more people in the Demon Ye Wonderland this time, so even the vegetable oil has been prepared more," looking at the hundreds of oil barrels, Shu Ya explained.

"Wouldn't that be better, so that we could make the fire even bigger." Feng Caitian smiled, unscrewed the lid of a nearby oil drum, and then rubbed his white thumb on his index and middle fingers together, and then covered the lid with his hand.

"Is that the end of it?" Shu Ya blinked her eyes and asked with some surprise.

Feng Caitian nodded, "It's over, otherwise what do you want to do?" ”

Feng Caitian said as a matter of course, during which he had already unscrewed the two lids, repeated the action just now, and had already reached for the third lid.

Shu Ya couldn't react for a while, "Shouldn't you take a bottle or kraft paper and pour some poison into it?" She still didn't believe it, Feng Caitian pinched her fingers like this, and she had already put the poison away.

"Do I need it?"

"Don't you need it?"

"Hehe... Do you remember the Lost Grass? Feng Caitian hooked his lips and smiled.

"You added this in?" Shu Ya looked at her in horror. Of course she knew, and she also knew that not long ago, her bold young lady took them to bring down Feng Moliang himself and his henchmen, and there was also a tanuki to change the prince.

The excuse used is the aroma of the lost grass.

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