Chapter 397: The Curse you canst end, Its Cheating! (2/2)

Gui-Zheng laughed, without thinking, beckoning a slave to come forward and let him put out his hands. ”See no, these slaves' hands are so dirty that they will never be washed clean, especially those who slaughtered meat, their hands and nails... Click! My topic of Tucheng-Earth City challenge is about witchcraft competition is that your Witch of the Jiu Yuan must make the slaves’ hands clean on the spot, without any grease or stain left, and without hurting their bodies at all.”

She-Dan loosened his eyebrows and slowly retracted his hand, with which he wanted to stop The High Priest. Before he came, he had already memorized all the rules of the Nine Cities. He also thought the Jiu Yuan would challenge them. As a challenged party, he had a cheap question. He and several confidant had discussed what to do, but The High Priest was self-opinionated.

However, the content of the topic seems simple, but it is extremely difficult, and the topic is quite remote, that is, Wucheng - City of Witches'12th Priest may not be able to come up with the right witchcraft on the spot.

Other upper cities apparently thought the same thing. At first they thought Gui-Zheng's topic was very funny, but after careful consideration, the priests found that the witchcraft was really hard to do, and they had no idea at all.

Gui-Zheng complacency, this problem is also a headache for him every day. He hates the dirty slaves, but no matter how he punish them, they cannot wash him to the extent that he is satisfied. He also wanted to refine the related witch medicine, but refining it always had no good effect.

Yan Mo, lying in Yuan Zhan's arms, smiled and Tucheng-Earth City did not make a careful inquiry into the news. Princess Miao Xiang, who lived in the Jiu Yuan for two months, did not even find that the Jiu Yuan had the most primitive decontamination method.

Wucheng-City of Witches Third Priest Luo Jue looked in the direction of the Jiu Yuan. ”Tucheng-Earth City has now made a question. According to past rules, the Jiu Yuan must perform related witchcraft within one time of the bird's crowing. If time is not enough, then tell the method. Wucheng-City of Witches 12th High Priests who can then jointly decides whether it is feasible and how effective it is. If the required herbs are not prepared, they can be submitted to Wucheng-City of Witches.”

The Tucheng-Earth City people laughed at the thought that the Curse-Witch Zhou Wu would go back to the temple and, as the 12th Priest, he had the right to evaluate the process and results of the comparative test, but it was better to evaluate than to take part in it directly, and the Tucheng-Earth City people who consciously took advantage of it and they all laughed.

Others are all looking at the Jiu Yuan to see how they can cope with this problem in the absence of witches.

In addition to trying to adapt to his abilities and improve his soul power, Lamo-Ling has also learned some common sense of medicine with Yan Mo in the past five years. He turned up to see that Yan Mo is not awake. As soon as he moves, he will have to carry the problem.

”Buzz!” A thumb-sized bee drew a fork in front of him with a bee dance.

Lamo-Ling's ass was back on the ground, rest assured.

Yan Mo also slowly sat up at this time, leaving Yuan Zhan's arms and sitting next to him.

Uh? He woke up? Did this little fellow pretend to be comatose in front of him? Was it necessary?

Yan Mo certainly won't explain to them why he was sleeping. He just asked Yuan Zhan for details in a low voice, fearing there was something missing in front of him.

After listening to Yuan Zhan, Yan Mo touched his chin and felt that Wucheng- City of Witches 12th Priests, or the Grand Witch Xiang, was planning what he wanted to do.

But what exactly is Grand Witch Xiang planning, Yan Mo thought it cannot be determined now, The Curse-Witch Zhou Wu going back to Wucheng- City Wu, and thinking carefully about it maybe it is no harm, maybe there are still some advantages.

Others thought that the Witches of the Jiu Yuan depended more on The Curse-Witch Zhou Wu on the trial, but they did not intend to let The Curse-Witch Zhou Wu participate from the beginning.

The Curse-Witch Zhou Wu also knows the strength of his apprentices. He complained on his face and is very happy in his heart. He waits for his apprentices to change their shape in a second so that everyone can drop their eyes on the ground.

Yan Mo got up, stretched his arms, kicked his legs, twisted his waist and turned his head around. He lay down for two days and his bones were stiff.

Others, ”...” Is this the beginning of witchcraft?

Yan Mo raised his hand to Wucheng-City of Witches. “You guys, I have a little question. Are we going to do this once with Tucheng-Earth City?

Luo Jue: ”Yes.”

Yan Mo moves his wrist. “Very good. Let the slave come.”

The Tucheng-Earth City slave looked carefully at High Priest Gui-Zheng. Gui-Zheng had a sneering smile on his face. He sent a piece of fat meat and let the slave wipe the fat meat carefully until his hands looked greasy and highlighted the thick stains of his hands. Gui-Zheng waved the slave into the middle space.

As soon as the slave entered the open space, Luo Jue declared, ”The time for the competition begins now!”

A trained timing bird flew to the pole. The timing bird crowed first. It was exactly an hour later that the next time it will crow.

Yuan Zhan grabbed Yan Mo's hand, and Yan Mo squeezed it back and gracefully walked into the central clearance.

Yan Mo is not going to show the soap-making process to so many people in public. Since it's a witchcraft contest, let's make it look especially witchcraft.

In fact, the most original soap of the Jiu Yuan is not something which Yan Mo made out, but just like the original origin of soap, when a female coolie cooked with the other coolies, she accidentally dropped the oil hands in the ashes. When she washed her hands, she found that they were very clean. She secretly kept the mixture of lamb oil ashes, and later he discovered that the girl coolie was afraid of being blamed and get punished argues that it is a gift from God.

When it came to God's gift, it finally came to him one by one, and he remembered that he hadn't popularized soap yet. In fact, when he found sweep weed at the salt lake beach, he used alkali ash, grease and some Chinese medicine and spices to agglomerate into a group for soap, but he later taught Wu Chen the simple method of making soap, and he no longer cared about it. Wu Chen may feel that such things are very valuable, even did not pass down to someone else, and Yan Mo did not notice.

Later, in the name of God, he removed the coolie status in the name of the female coolie, and made her become the Jiu Yuan person and rewarded her with a house in the outer city village.

The other the Jiu Yuan people and coolies were so jealous and envious to see such a real prize. This also inspired them to work harder and work hard to discover and invent in their lives. Even Yuan Zhan who liked to walk around the woods with warriors and students, so as to see if they could find some good things again.

Later, he simply drew the shape and characteristics of the saponin tree and explained that it also grew in the north, unlike the fat beads saponin which only grows in the south. Soon, Yuan Zhan found him the saponin tree on his way.

With saponin tree, it's easier to make raw soap. Although the production of grease and alkali is greater, it is simpler to make soap which is good and less harmful to the environment. As for the additives produced in soap production, such as nitroglycerin, Yan Mo does not decompose and refine them, nor does he know how to ensure the stability of nitroglycerin, but ignores them altogether - in his mind, the world has environmental capabilities, so it doesn't matter if there are explosives around.

He had a ready-made soap ingredients in his pocket, and now what he wanted to do was to make the manufacturing process look more like a witchcraft process.

Looking up and seeing the slave trembling with nervousness, Yan Mo flashed a light in his mind, smiled gently at the slave and said, ”Don't be afraid, son. God of the earth will bless you.”

The slave, who was over forty years old, fell on his knees when his feet were soft. He was not impressed by the gentleness of the Jiu Yuan's little priest. He was frightened to see the superiors, and had never seen any superiors, especially the priests, who would laugh so tenderly at him.

He's really scared! Fear that the Little Priest would sacrifice him directly to the God of the earth, ”Whoop, Da-Ren, please, don't cut off my hand!”