Wu Changquan just smiled and said, "I'll just let you run a few more steps."
He folded the talisman into a small triangle, held it between two fingers, and threw it out like a dart.
The triangular fire talisman landed right on the scarecrow's butt.
The scarecrow cried out "Ho ho ho!" and started running wildly, but the fire on its rear end grew bigger and bigger. Where could it run?
It felt the chilling aura emanating from Wang Cuihua on the chair, so it plopped down on her, trying to extinguish the fire in its rear. But instead, it woke Wang Cuihua up, and she screamed in fright.
Qian Cuihua kicked the scarecrow away, yelling, "Back off! Don't come any closer!"
The scarecrow, seeing that the fire was already burning its back, refused to continue: "Damn it, you woman, you invited me up here, and now that I'm on fire, you don't want to take responsibility?"
In an instant, he started fighting with Wang Cuihua.
Xiaoxi and the others clapped and laughed, and even the sunflower seeds lost their flavor.
The masters below the stage hurriedly protected the students, fearing that the scarecrow would fly down and burn the children.
Wu Changquan couldn't stand it any longer, so he pulled out the fire hydrant next to the performance stage and released water to spray towards Qian Cuihua.
The scarecrow's fire went out immediately, leaving only its head and limbs burned. After being thoroughly rinsed with a high-pressure water jet, all the blackened straw disintegrated.
At least it preserved its soul; the words "crab...crab" could still be heard on the field before falling silent.
Soaked to the bone, Qian Cuihua got up and muttered, "I lost."
He slunk off the stage, leaving a trail of wet footprints.
Qian Cuihua was soaked to the bone and had no change of clothes, so she had to sit in the scorching sun to dry.
"Wow, we won again!"
Xiaoxi took out some plastic clappers and shook them loudly. She then took out a basket of them and distributed them to everyone. Soon, the whole place was filled with the clapping sounds of plastic clappers.
Cheers resounded throughout the sky.
After all, it was their home turf, and the five members of the metaphysical group didn't look too happy.
Wei Laosan gritted his teeth and jumped onto the stage, saying, "I'll go!"
"Curator, we underestimated you before. Wei Laosan, come and fight!"
"Alright, Wei Laosan, right? What do you want to compete in?"
After winning two games in a row, Wu Changquan gained confidence.
"Hypnosis! If you fall asleep within three minutes, I win."
Wei Laosan requested to bring two prayer cushions onto the stage.
He and Wu Changquan sat down side by side, three meters apart, and that's how it began.
Despite his short and stocky build, Wei Laosan's voice suddenly became magnetic and gentle, like a spring breeze.
"Wu Changquan, do you always feel exhausted? Have trouble concentrating? Do you long to get rid of these troubles?"
"No! I'm in great shape, I have a good appetite, and as a martial artist, how could I possibly be exhausted?" he said firmly.
Wei Laosan's lips twitched. "I didn't ask you to answer, so why are you answering?"
He then skipped the long string of interrogative sentences and went straight to the point.
"Now, I'm taking you into a warm and comfortable world. Please close your eyes, and I'll start counting to one..."
Wu Changquan yawned, feeling incredibly relaxed and sleepy.
Suddenly, alarm bells went off in his head: "This guy is trying to hypnotize me. I'd better not fall for his tricks."
But they're trying to get you to sleep by speaking softly and gently; you can't just pull out some kind of spell and beat them up, can you?
Wu Changquan decided to resist from within.
His current focus is on alchemy.
He got up as if no one else was there, went to the competition items, and moved his newly modified alchemy furnace.
This alchemy furnace is so cute, about the size of a small rice cooker that can cook rice for two people.
But it has all the necessary components. He's not ambitious; he just wants to refine some simple kidney-tonifying pills and calming pills!
Wu Changquan is now planning to refine Tranquilizing Pills.
On stage, Wei Laosan continued to persuade the audience to sleep, while the metaphysical group below stood up in disbelief.
"What? He's a pill refiner?"
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