vrcanaries Chapter 163: Soaking for One Night? Are You Crazy?
Chapter 163: Soaking for One Night? Are You Crazy?
Wang Ye suddenly felt that his presence here was a bit redundant.
With what he just saw, could it be that the old Taoist priest would kill him?
However, after hearing what the fat Taoist said, the old Taoist priest immediately turned his gaze to Wang Ye and said, "Little friend, how can you use strange techniques so casually? This is not a martial arts arena."
Wang Ye:??? A bunch of question marks slowly filled his head.
However, he quickly realized that something was wrong. He looked up at the old Taoist priest and said in shock, "I didn't do anything..."
Before he could finish his words, Wang was stunned.
Because Wang Ye saw an extra Fenghou Qimen hanging plate under his feet, but he had not yet used the Fenghou Qimen technique, so the old Taoist priest probably couldn't see it.
He has to gamble.
"Did you see it?" The old Taoist priest's eyes were clear, as if he saw through everything. But the words that came out of his mouth made Wang Ye's eyes go dark, because the old Taoist priest said: "This is all his fault."
"Me?" Wang Ye said without hesitation: "Luan, Jin, and Qi!!"
The Heavenly Master narrowed his eyes.
And Wang Ye left the cafeteria in a flash.
"Hey, brat, I was wrong about you." Although the old Taoist priest said this, his face full of wrinkles seemed to be filled with smiles.
"Damn it." Wang Ye, who was far away, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "As expected of the old Heavenly Master."
"No," the fat Taoist priest took the spatula and quickly walked to the old Taoist priest, his face full of surprise: "You just let him get away like that? What about my ceiling glass and my lights?"
As soon as the fat Taoist priest finished saying this, all the tables and chairs in the cafeteria shattered and turned into a pile of debris.
"There are also tables." The fat Taoist priest asked confidently: "Old Taoist priest, you can't indulge them too much."
The fat Taoist priest is a simple-minded person.
He believed whatever the old Taoist priest said.
Don't think about anything else at all.
The old Taoist priest turned around and gave him a look with a smile: "Of course I paid for it, and of course I'm responsible for the renovation. Hurry up and call someone downstairs to help."
The fat Taoist priest looked at the old Taoist priest in confusion, his eyes clear and stupid: "Okay, no problem."
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"This is too smelly," Zhao Li had already washed it three times, but his mysophobia still made him feel a little uncomfortable. Sitting in his room, he kept complaining, "Speaking of which, that Zhang Chulan is really mean. He can't even keep the shoes, right?"
Zhang Chulan sat across from Zhao Li, a sincere smile on his face. "Actually, I didn't do anything. I just stuffed my shoe into someone's butt. Do you have any idea how stinky I was inside that barrier?"
However, Feng Baobao looked at Zhang Chulan seriously, and even moved a little closer. But just as she got close, Feng Baobao quickly stepped back and took out a new bottle of perfume from her hand with an expressionless face.
Zhang Chulan had a bad feeling: "Sister Baoer, please stop spraying. You've already sprayed more than a dozen bottles on me. The smell is weird now."
"Even a dozen bottles won't be enough to get rid of that stench on you. Did you make sure you took a thorough shower just now?" Feng Baobao asked, her face full of confusion. "Or did those few minutes in that barrier completely marinate you?"
The Song and Yuan dynasties actually believed more in the latter.
This performance is like being marinated.
Song Yuan answered carefully, "It should be marinated to absorb the flavor. Perfume won't do anything. Besides, the smell of these dozen perfumes mixed together is too weird. We should think of other ways."
Think of other ways.
And when Song Yuan said this, he also looked in the direction of other people.
Most people didn't dare to look Song Yuan in the eye.
Finally, Song Yuan locked onto Xiao Ya: "After all, she is the Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens. Tell me a way to solve the problem."
Xiao Ya was stunned, looking bewildered and clueless. "There are many ways to do this. If there's really no other solution, you can use Kunlun's elixir. One bottle can completely wash away the smell, but it's very expensive."
This sounds a bit bullshit.
Xu Si's mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything.
But Xu San, who was standing by, couldn't help but say, "Don't keep saying you're the Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens. If someone doesn't know you, they'd think you were possessed. You're just like those crazy people who claim they're the Jade Emperor."
"I..." Xiaoya was heartbroken after losing her title and felt terrible.
"Kunlun's fairy dew, you're so surprised." Xu San said speechlessly, "But I think Zhang Chulan's scent is too strong. If there's no other way, I'll just give you a scented bath tonight and you can soak in it all night."
"What do you mean I should soak it in there overnight?" Zhang Chulan pointed at his nose: "If I soak it in there overnight, I'll get wrinkles the next day, okay?" It seemed normal that Xu San could come up with such a bad idea.
"That Arrogant King has finally been carried down the mountain, right?" This was what Zhao Li was most concerned about. "We can compete again tomorrow. The person I'm facing this time is very strange. I can sense that this person has many souls, and most of them are lingering around him with a very unwilling feeling."
"Wang Bing." Song Yuan said the other person's name without thinking.
"It seems to be this name." Zhao Li frowned.
Song Yuan immediately became interested: "You said it was him earlier. Don't worry, I will definitely go to watch your game tomorrow."
Just kidding, I just want to see what the scene is like when Wang Bing meets the soul ferryman.
Doesn’t he like to steal other people’s souls?
Didn’t he also learn how to summon spirits and send generals, and there are many powerful souls around him?
But when these souls faced the soul ferryman, there was of course only one outcome: they were all taken in by Zhao Li and there was no chance of fighting at all.
"Why do I feel like you're vaguely excited?" Zhao Li felt like he'd been tricked. He pointed at Song Yuan and asked in confusion, "Your excited expression is so strange. What do you mean? Do you know this Wang Bing? Is he very powerful? Is he difficult to defeat?"
Before Song Yuan could say anything, Zhao Li got excited: "No, no, I have to investigate thoroughly. There is definitely something wrong with this Wang Bing."
Song Yuan was at a loss for words: "Yes, yes, there is definitely a problem. You should check it carefully."
Since everyone was attacked by stinky farts yesterday, almost everyone stayed in their dormitories obediently, either taking repeated showers or using various incense sticks on themselves.
So when the competition started on the second day, most people had a very strange smell on them.
Some people tried four or five perfumes in a row on themselves. Some were more exaggerated, like Zhang Chulan, who even took a bath with aromatherapy last night.
Of course, it wasn't as exaggerated as soaking it overnight, but it was also fragrant. When Song Yuan saw Zhang Chulan in the morning, he was almost knocked over by the smell of him.
Then everyone's anger spread throughout the entire training ground.
To be honest, this dizzying smell is not much better than yesterday's stinky fart.