When Zhu Youjian saw that the main matter had not finished speaking, the two of them were in arguing again. He snorted and said, "Let me tell me how to do it after you finish the argument."

When Zhu Youjian heard that he was a little unhappy, Dabao and Erbao suddenly calmed down. Since there was no way, neither of them dared to speak anymore.

Zhu Youjian looked at the people on the table and said, "Everyone wants to think of a way, how to deal with this 'Nirvana of Fire'?"

Zhang Zhiji, who was sitting beside him, listened to the people talking, and he was both oily and vinegar, poles and nail boards, and he had long been impatient. He said to everyone: "No need to be so troublesome. He changed the oil pan and blew the needle. If you have this skill, just kill it directly."

This time, Zhu Youjian did not need to explain, but Lu Xiangsheng said first: "It is easy to kill people, but it is a big problem to leave Jinan Mansion safely in the anger of those believers. Moreover, there are many young men and girls locked up in the Three Temples, and they do not break the Taoist law of the demonic path. The people of Jinan Mansion will still regard those young people as evil spirits. Even if we kill three demonic paths and leave Jinan Mansion safely, who knows when the disciples under the three demonic paths will grow more demonic paths?"

Luo Yangxing also helped to think about it for a long time, but he had no idea. He couldn't help but complain: "In this way, if you don't understand the trick of "Nirvana of Fire", you can't solve it? It's just a trick. Can you still be burned to death if you really have a fire?"

Zhu Youjian, who was also thinking hard, couldn't help but lit up when he heard Luo Yangxing's words, and said, "Old Luo is right. Can those three demons really be burned to death? No matter what tricks they used, is it still a trick to say that? We will just abandon our son and admit defeat in this round. Just watch their performance. We will give him one-tenth of strength and help them increase the fire. I don't believe that even the high platform can't burn the demons."

Luo Yangxing smiled and said, "Do you set fire to the demon in broad daylight? I'm good at this, so I'll leave it to me."

Zhu Youjian said contemptuously: "What's the difference between this and killing them directly? Of course, it was to set fire secretly. Since you like to set fire, then tonight, when Hu Bao goes to pull the pole, you can go together, prepare some tung oil, add some firewood and wheat straw under the platform, and pour more tung oil on the platform, and see how they will rebirth."

At this time, Zhang Zhiji also joined in the fun and said, "It sounds very exciting to do bad things in the dark night and windy days. I haven't gone out for activities in the middle of the night for a long time, why don't I go with you too."

Hu Erbao was immediately excited when he heard Zhang Zhiji say this, and quickly raised his hand and said, "I'm still there."

Zhu Youjian looked at Hu Erbao and said, "Is Erbao's real person going to be martyred with the three masters tomorrow? If you go out tonight, you will doze off when fighting tomorrow, and you will have to accompany the three people on the road together."

Although Hu Erbao felt that he would not doze off during the battle even if he followed him out tonight, since Zhu Youjian said that, he also stopped this thought.

After everyone agreed, they asked the inn shopkeeper to open the door and prepare to go.

Hu Erbao called the inn shopkeeper again and asked, "Does the shopkeeper's kitchen have brine to make tofu?"

The inn shopkeeper nodded and said, "Yes, our tofu is made by ourselves, so brine is indispensable for many years."

Hu Erbao nodded, then gave the inn some scattered silver to the inn and dragged him to the street outside to buy a roll of cotton thread.

Zhu Youjian watched Hu Erbao talk to the inn shopkeeper and the clerk for a long time, and asked in confusion: "You are both brine and cotton thread, what are you going to do? But tomorrow's battle will be used?"

Hu Erbao smiled mysteriously, picked up the whisk on the table and waved it, and immediately became the fairy-like appearance. He said to Zhu Youjian: "Since I promised the people of Jinan Prefecture to help them eliminate evil and evil, I naturally have to believe in my words. After removing the three demons tomorrow, I will eliminate evil for them."

"Don't you don't have the so-called demon-binding rope? Could it be that the brine and cotton thread are used as demon-binding rope?"

Hu Erbao originally wanted to keep a secret, but Zhu Youjian guessed it as soon as he guessed. He said helplessly: "Young Master, you are so smart~ How can we play happily?"

Zhu Youjian said: "Your flattery is too heavy, and your technique needs to be improved."

Hu Erbao's flattery was exposed, and there was no embarrassment at all. He explained: "The monster-bound rope mentioned by Ji Gang should be soaked in the braised cotton thread. When the cotton thread is soaked in the brine and then dried, even if the cotton thread is ignited with fire, the burning is only a layer on the outside, and the cotton thread inside is still a little tough. Although it is useless, this method is still very effective to fool people."

Soon, the guy bought the cotton thread that Hu Erbao asked him to take a bowl of brine and then soaked the cotton thread in the brine.

After all the cotton thread was soaked, Hu Erbao took out the cotton thread again and asked the guy to find a place to help dry it. After finishing the work, Hu Erbao went back to his room to prepare the props for tomorrow's battle.

In the evening, Gao Han, Hu Bao, Luo Yangxing, and Zhang Zhiji went out sneakily in black clothes. The four of them were not familiar with Jinan Mansion, and they didn't even know where the Sanzun Temple returned to the door. So Gao Han had found out the location of the Sanzun Temple in the morning and stepped on it a little. At this time, they were already familiar with the three temples.

The inn where Zhu Youjian and his party stayed was still a long way from Sanzun Temple. The four of them walked almost half an hour before they arrived outside Sanzun Temple.

Usually, Taoist temples are built between famous mountains and rivers, but these three temples are particularly special. Because the old lady in the Governor's Mansion often goes to the three temples to burn incense, and the old lady's legs and feet are not very neat, these three temples are built in the downtown area, and are not far from the Governor's Mansion.

This kind of place is not a place where you can practice meditation and meditation. Even if you practice Taoism here, you will definitely be a demonic way.

When the night came, the three temples were very quiet outside. There were only four Gao Han in black on the street facing the three temples.

At this time, the three high platforms outside the view were also set up. As Zhu Youjian guessed, there were several young Taoist priests busy on the platform at this time, looking like they were burying the pole used for floating air.

Gao Han and the other two looked at the streets outside the Sanzun, which could be seen at first glance, which made the four of them very embarrassed. There was not even a tree that could be blocked here. If those little Taoists buried the poles, how could they act if there was really someone guarding the platform?

Luo Yangxing looked at the little Taoist priests who were still busy on the platform. It seemed that there was still a while of work, so he invited the other three to follow him into a courtyard very close to the Three Temples. This yard was rented by Luo Yangxing for the owner of the house during the day, just to place the things prepared during the day.

I saw that the huge courtyard was filled with tung oil and firewood straw, and there were a few oil pans, some vegetable oil and vinegar, etc. In the corner, these tung oil and firewood, not to mention just burning a high platform, it should be enough to make three views.

The four of them sat on the firewood stack in the yard for a while. Gao Han went out from time to time to see if the little Taoist priests had finished their work.

After waiting for about half an hour, the little Taoist priests finally completed their work and left the platform, leaving only one little Taoist priest guarding under the platform to prevent anyone from approaching the platform to damage it.

At this time, it was the middle of the moon, and the round moon hung in the sky like a silver plate. Even though the four people in Gaohan were wearing black clothes, the moonlight was about to shine, and the figures of the few people could not be hidden at all.

Zhang Zhiji couldn't help but curse, this damn moon was really not the time.

At this time, the little Taoist priest under the high platform was in a state of energy and was patrolling back and forth from time to time. The few people would definitely not show up.

Luo Yangxing was a little bored in the yard. He said to the rest of the people: "I don't know when this little Taoist will be tired, but when will it be like this? If he patrolled like this overnight, wouldn't we be able to do anything? Then wait for the second treasure to lose tomorrow, and then send the fifth brother and Xiu'er to the Three Temples to the demon guardian."

Zhang Zhiji smiled and said, "Hehe, it's a pity for those three demons to think about it if the fifth brother really entered the Three Gods, those three demons could still save their lives. I would recognize the second treasure as my cousin."

Seeing that the two of them were still in the mood to joke, Gao Han didn't dare to take what Zhu Youjian told him seriously, so he said to Zhang Zhiji and Luo Yangxing: "You two, don't talk about these things, just think of a way to go to Gaotai."

The two of them were here to join in the fun, and at most they helped Gao Han and Hu Bao to move things. They had never done such a thing, so they would not have any good ideas. So they spread their hands together and said they had no choice.

Hu Bao said: "You might as well go directly to the little Taoist priest to discuss it."

Zhang Zhiji said: "I said, Da Baoer, I found that you have become more and more young since you recognized your brother. So what are the good ways you can do? You don't like your skills, so you should just say something."

"It's really a coincidence for this young master. I really have a solution here."

Luo Yangxing immediately came over and asked, "Oh? Is there any good way to talk about it?"

Hu Bao took out a bamboo tube from his arms and took it to several people, saying, "Don't forget that we have a needle prepared for tomorrow's demon Taoist. Today, I'll try the right person with that little Taoist priest?"

Zhang Zhiji slapped Hu Bao’s head, then snatched the needle from Hu Bao’s hand and scolded: “If you have this good thing, don’t you take it out earlier.”

Then Zhang Zhiji took it and walked outside, preparing to blow a needle at the little Taoist priest.

Before Zhang Zhiji took two steps, he was pulled by Hu Bao again. He turned around and asked, "What are you pulling me to do? I'll try it. If you don't have it, come again."

Hu Bao said: "The sweating pill has not been applied to the needle. Now, even if you blow the little Taoist priest into a hornet's nest, he will only get more and more energetic by you, so how can you fall asleep?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhiji threw the bamboo tube to Hu Bao and said, "Then you should touch the sweating pill quickly. It will be dawn if you delay it for a while."

There are five tiny plum blossom needles inside a bamboo tube. Each needle is only one inch long and as thin as a hair. Each time one is blown out, another plum blossom needle will be automatically repaired. Hu Bao has five bamboo tubes, which are for the need to be prepared for emergencies.

Hu Bao first took out the twenty-five plum blossom needles from the five bamboo tubes one by one, put them on a piece of kraft paper, and then carefully took out a white paper bag from his arms again. He held the paper bag like a treasure, and then slowly opened it. There were some tiny white powder inside the paper bag, not much. At this time, a gust of wind could blow away the powder. The white powder was the sweat medicine Hu Bao had collected.
Chapter completed!