How scary is the boiling oil pan?

People in this world don’t know how much boiling oil is? But everyone has seen fried chicken, fried popcorn, and fried fried dough sticks.

Put the white meat down and fry it, and if you don’t care, you can directly fry it into coke.

Usually when boiling oil accidentally splashes on your body, it hurts so much that it almost jumps up.

This jumped down to the oil pan, it should be a pain.

Otherwise, there would be a punishment in the eighteenth level of hell that is to put the oil pan?

Everyone present was waiting for the terrible scene to appear, waiting for Yun Zhonghe to let out an unprecedented shrill scream, and then smell the smell of fried meat.

Yun Zhonghe indeed screamed.

No...this...this scream is a bit weird.

"ah……"

"oh……"

“It’s so cool, so cool…”

"I haven't taken a shower for about ten days. I have to wash it clean now, white, white."

Yun Zhonghe in the oil pan actually took a leisurely bath inside.

Of course, this is a fake oil pan. There is a heat insulation layer under this huge pot, which is filled with acetic acid and borax, and a layer of oil is floating on the top.

In terms of visual effects, the smoke is rolling and the oil pan is boiling, but the temperature is actually only about sixty degrees.

Yun Zhonghe not only started taking a bath, but also took off his clothes and pants inside, throwing them out one by one.

"Sorry? Is there soap? Where is the pancreas?"

"Not even, I'll rub it."

"Sister Leng Bi, do you want to come in and take a bath together? How about we have a couple bath?"

"This is the scene, I want to recite a poem: ducks, ducks, necks, hairs floating on yellow water, magic clutches pluck white waves."

While reciting poems, Yun Zhonghe really raised his slender neck and sprinkled his dirty hair that was too crazy like weeds.

This picture is really thunder.

The whole audience was still quiet.

Aren’t we here to come to kill people today? Why did it turn into a beggar and act in an absurd comedy?

"Baopaopaopaopaopaopao..." Jing Wubian raised his hands and slapped.

“Funny, interesting…”

"There are many people pretending to be crazy and stupid in this world, and I basically see each one killing the other."

"There are many real madmen in this world, and they are no different from the Walking Dead."

"There is only one kind of person who is the rarest in this world, half crazy and half awake, and they are also the most painful."

"Yun Aotian, damn it, can't you give a decent pseudonym? Whoever gives a child such a name, how much hatred will the parents and children have in their previous lives?"

Jing Wubian raised his hand slightly and said, "Yun Aotian, the matter of your offending me has been written off like this. You are an interesting person and a real madman. You have completed a wonderful performance at the cost of your life. I am very happy tonight. You live, don't have to die!"

Then, Jing Wubian said to Leng Bi: "Sister, you also know that my brain is abnormal. I finally met a crazy man with an abnormal brain. I want to spare him, can I?"

Leng Bi said: "I killed countless people, either as spies from the surrounding powerful countries or as traitors in the Riven City. All of them are elite strong men. When I encounter a mouse, I can step on it, but I can also not step on it."

"Thank you sister." Jing Wubian said.

Leng Bi said: "Wu Bian, do you want to adopt this mouse as a pet?"

This mouse of course refers to Yun Zhonghe.

Jing Wubian looked at Yun Zhonghe in the oil pan and said lightly: "You are deliberately doing all this just to rely on me, just to enter the city lord's mansion, right?"

Yun Aotian, Oh no, Yun Zhonghe didn’t say anything. (Grandma, I was taken off the line)

Jing Wubian continued, "Sorry... No! Yun Aotian, you are very interesting, more interesting than the people around me, but you are not humble enough, not a good dog, nor a good pet."

Yun Zhonghe said, "That's a coincidence. I want to enter the city lord's mansion and seek refuge with Young Master Jing Wubian, but my request is that you invite me back with an eight-carrying sedan chair. Today I was caught by you. You are not sincere enough, so I don't want to seek refuge with you just like that."

"Eight-carrying sedan chair? Are you trying to get started with me?" Jing Wubian said, "Come on, send Mr. Yun Aotian away, throw him back wherever he comes from, and never pay attention to him again from now on. No matter how exciting his performance is, it is useless to fight hard."

Jing Wubian's words meant to completely close the gate of the city lord's mansion and never accept Yun Zhonghe for life.

If this is the case, wouldn’t all previous efforts be wasted?

"Take him away, take him away, give him one hundred taels of silver, just treat it as the performance fee tonight." Jing Wubian waved his hand and couldn't help scratching again. His face twitched again, obviously another squeaking pain.

Several warriors came forward and were about to lift Yun Zhonghe out of the oil pan, throw it back to Yangshu Hutong, and let him continue to tell fortunes.

Yun Zhonghe said: "Young Master Jing, you have something to say. You don't dare to drink water in your daily life, right? Because every time you urinate, it hurts like a knife, but the more you are like this, the more urgent it is, the more urinating, frequent urination, and painful urination is so painful. And you often urinate blood and start to rot and suppurate."

"Ah? How do you know?" Jing Wubian shivered suddenly.

"Shh, shh, shhh..." Yun Zhonghe made a sassy sound from his mouth.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

Hearing this sound, Jing Wubian shivered and twitched and painfully.

"You, you are fucking death, you are fucking death..." Jing Wubian screamed wildly, trying hard to squeeze his legs.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to go to the cottage, but when he thinks of the severe pain he felt when he was relieved, he really wants to cut himself off, so he doesn’t dare to drink water or drink alcohol now.

This is why he has such a bad temper recently and always feeds people to tigers.

The key is that I am embarrassed to tell outsiders that after searching all the doctors, they cannot be cured.

Even if it gets better for a day or two occasionally, it will soon relapse.

So his mania became even worse.

Why? Why?

I am so handsome, but I have to urinate frequently and hurt?

Are you so handsome, but you don’t urinate frequently and painfully?

Is there any law in this world?

Yun Zhonghe could see that the symptoms of Jing Wubian were already very, very serious.

Prostatitis, which is subsequently caused by urethritis, may even cause other inflammations. Didn’t you see that his face is abnormal and flushed, and you have already started to have a fever. The lymph nodes should also be swollen very much. Didn’t you see that he has been sitting in the chair and dare not move?

His infertility should also be due to prostatitis, which is the number one murderer of men's infertility.

Because of this disease, Jing Wubian hasn't touched a woman for a long time. What's the fun of this kind of life?

In modern society, although these two diseases are not fatal, they are also painful. Every time you go to the toilet, it is like a knife burning fire, and it is really easy to get the knife into a quick way.

Yun Zhonghe said: "Young Master Jing Wubian, I can cure your disease, and I guarantee that you will be happy and happy."

"Dream!" Jing Wubian said: "There are more than a dozen imperial doctors from the Southern Zhou Empire and the Great Win Empire. All the doctors in the world who specialize in treating difficult and complicated diseases have come to see me. None of them can be cured well. You are just a half-crazy and half-stupid liar in the world. Want to cure my disease? Dream!"

"It's easy to make, just refine a few elixirs to ensure that the medicine will be cured." Yun Zhonghe said: "I, Yun Ao, know astronomy from heaven, geography from below, and understand yin and yang, and know the Eight Trigrams. Literature can govern the country and the country, and martial arts can cure flowers and willows. I am the most famous person in the world."

"Can you really treat it?" Jing Wubian asked, his face already a little serious.

If it weren't for Yun Zhonghe's performance just now, he wouldn't believe it at all, but now he thinks Yun Zhonghe really has a bit of a master's demeanor.

Moreover, this disease really caused Jing Wubian torture. Even if there is one-tenth of hope, I don’t want to miss it.

Yun Zhonghe said lightly: "If you can't cure the disease, you will kill me. The worst enemy method. Send a few black people to ravage me, Yun Aotian, to death!"

Jing Wubian said, "Yun Aotian, you are quite interesting. I don't want to kill you anymore. And I am a little desperate about my illness. If you rekindle hope and can't cure me in the end, the consequences will be very terrible."

At this time, Jing Wubian's voice was already very serious.

"Make a military order!" Yun Zhonghe took out a pen from his dirty clothes and said, "Can you give me a piece of paper?"

Soon someone handed him a piece of snow-white cloud paper.

"Sorry, I can't use this kind of paper. Is there any rough straw paper or the kind used in thatched cottages?" Yun Zhonghe said: "When I see this snow-white and smooth rice paper, I will think that it can't wipe its butts clean and the friction coefficient is not enough."

Oh my god, what are your bad habits?

Soon someone really found him a piece of straw paper.

Yun Zhonghe was overjoyed, licked the brush with his tongue to wet the ink on it, and then wrote a military order on the rough straw paper.

The content is as follows:

"If the terminal illness of Mr. Jing Wubian is not cured, Yun Aotian will be ravaged to death."

Dizzy, when will prostatitis and urethritis become terminally ill?

Yun Zhonghe said: "If I really cure your pain, then you will use the eight-carrying sedan chair to bring me back into the city lord's mansion."

"No problem." Jing Wubian said: "If you can cure my illness, you will be my benefactor. From now on, the city lord's mansion will be your home, and I will be your backer. In Lifeng City, you can walk sideways."

"Walk horizontally?" Yun Zhonghe said: "Is the overlord step that the relatives do not recognize?"

Huh? Why are you focusing on this? It's off topic.
To be continued...