Zongman: The chef who is not doing his job

Southern Xinjiang at an unknown time.

"...Are you sure you're not in the wrong place?" The eldest lady poked the stunned Wang Lin next to her and said, "Where are Yuxiu and Ling'er? Haven't they already reached Southern Xinjiang?"

Why do you ask this? Because the two of them are now on a tree, and it is night, but Bai Yuxiu and the others said it is daytime over there.

In other words, Wang Lin and his companion might have taken the wrong path.

"Impossible, this is Southern Xinjiang!" Wang Lin was also a little confused. What was going on? The system's map showed that this was the Southern Xinjiang of Fengling Yuxiu World!

[Timeline: Southern Xinjiang ten years ago]

Wang Lin: “It’s not you…”

Wang Lin was speechless. Why did you let us out so early?

At this moment, the eldest lady suddenly pulled Wang Lin and said, "Wang Lin! What's going on in front? "

Wang Lin speechlessly let go of the system that was pretending to be deaf and dumb, turned his head and looked in the direction the eldest lady pointed. Hmm, there are so many people! What are they doing?

I saw a large group of people wearing traditional southern Xinjiang costumes gathered on a large open space not far away. They included men, women, young and old. They seemed to be villagers from nearby.

At the front of the platform was a high platform on which was tied a woman wearing the same southern Xinjiang clothing. In front of her was a wretched old man who looked like the village chief, who was saying something to the woman.

Before Wang Lin and the young lady could react, they heard the wretched old man babble at length, which roughly meant something like:

What crime must this bound woman have committed? She must have hidden some evil thing from the outside world on her body and brought it back, which angered the gods, who brought disaster upon the village. Now they want to burn her to death.

Well, the young lady can understand it too, because she has her own language translation when she travels through the dimensional gate.

At this moment, the young lady was immediately furious, and she laughed in anger: "What the hell? Ignorance! How can you take human life for such a reason?"

The young lady doesn't believe that there are any gods in this world. Even if there are, they are just powerful creatures! If she is really pissed off, she will dare to kill even a god!

Wang Lin didn't believe it either: "There must be some other reason... Hey! What are you doing!"

Before Wang Lin could finish his words, the eldest lady rushed out in a flash. The spear in Qi Ling had appeared in her hand and she threw it out directly.

The spear directly knocked away the torch in the hand of the old man who was suspected to be the village chief.

Seeing this, Wang Lin could only smile bitterly and follow her out, appearing on the platform with the eldest lady.

"Who are you?" A man and a woman, dressed in strange clothes and holding strange weapons, rushed out and attacked Wang Lin and the eldest lady directly.

Wang Lin snorted coldly, and a violent wind roared around him, blowing both of them away in an instant.

Then, glancing at the old man who was sitting on the ground with trembling hands and feet, Wang Lin raised a finger slowly with a cold face and said solemnly: "You are guilty!"

The majestic voice seemed to be issuing a criminal order to the old man.

"Boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a bolt of lightning struck the old man's head and turned him into a piece of charcoal.

At this time, another man came over with a little girl from southern Xinjiang, wearing gauze on their heads and wrapped in fairy-like ribbons. Both of them were stunned by the scene before them.

"Wow! Wang Lin! You can also strike with thunder?" The eldest lady didn't care at all that Wang Lin killed someone with thunder. Instead, she was surprised and curious about Wang Lin's method just now.

"Just so-so..." Wang Lin scratched his head with a wry smile. Wuxiang's sword was cultivated by him into a Dharma image, but it was ultimately a thunder-type move. Xiao Jin Gang also had the power of thunder, and with the addition of the Heart of the God of Wind, it was inexplicably transformed into a storm.

You know what a storm is, wind, thunder, rain, and clouds, these are the power of the storm!

That’s why we can simulate a bolt from the blue.

The reason for using this trick was mainly because Wang Lin did not want to take action against the villagers below. In fact, Wang Lin was listening to their discussion just now. He was completely unaware of the village chief's sudden plan to sacrifice the woman with fire, and even felt it was a bit baffling.

So, it should have nothing to do with them. Wang Lin can just use some unscientific means to scare them directly.

As for this old village chief who is obviously a bad guy, should we keep him for the New Year? The sooner he dies, the sooner he will be reborn!

"Be careful!" Just when Wang Lin was chatting with the eldest lady, a reminder suddenly came. The two people who were blown away by Wang Lin just now rushed over again, and their attacks were about to hit Wang Lin on the head.

At this moment, Wang Lin reacted incredibly quickly. He pushed the young lady aside, then stretched out his hands and grabbed the two men's weapons, a cane and a short sickle, with his bare hands.

"Vajra Grip!"

"Crack!"

The cane and the sickle shattered at the same time, and the two weirdos were also startled. Their weapons were crushed by their own hands? This method was unheard of, and they were about to flee.

"Poem of the Wind God!"

A powerful vortex storm suddenly formed in front of Wang Lin. The two people who were fleeing in the left and right directions were sucked together in an instant, their faces filled with horror. What kind of method was this? Controlling nature?

"Thunder!" Wang Lin once again stretched out his finger towards the two people who were controlled together. Another thunderbolt appeared in the clear sky, and two more pieces of charcoal fell to the ground.

"...You are so pretentious!" The eldest lady, who witnessed all this, complained leisurely.

Wang Lin glared at the young lady who was making sarcastic remarks: "How dare you say that? You didn't react at all just now? How can you make me feel at ease? I won't bring you out next time!"

"Don't!" The eldest lady was anxious and was about to say something, but she saw Wang Lin turned around and walked towards the woman tied to the wooden frame and put her down.

The woman who had just rushed over with the little girl in her arms also came nearby. She ignored Wang Lin and the eldest lady and asked the woman with concern, "Nan Ying, are you okay? Don't talk for now. Calm down and concentrate. I will help you calm down."

Then, without any hesitation, he asked Miss Nanying to sit still in front of Wang Lin and the eldest lady, wanting to help her use her internal energy to neutralize the poison.

Well, this woman still has poison in her body, and it can be seen from her appearance. The strange veins are like red tree roots, spreading from her heart to her face. This is why the villagers half-truthfully believe that what the village chief said is true.

However, in just a moment, the woman's hands were shaken away, and it was obvious that the detoxification had failed.

"No, the Hongyang blood poison has already rushed into my heart meridians. You can't help me..." Miss Nanying said slowly with disappointment.

"Mom!" When the little girl brought by the woman heard Nan Ying's words, she immediately ran over and held the woman's hand tightly.

"Don't worry, let me try." Wang Lin saw that the woman's vitality was quickly fading and there was no time to waste.

The woman with the veil was stunned for a moment and made way for Wang Lin.

She had also seen Wang Lin's method just now. It was definitely not something that ordinary people in the martial arts world could do. Maybe it could really save people!

"Don't worry, Wang Lin can definitely do it. By the way, why do I seem to have heard of the name Hongyang Blood Poison?" The eldest lady at the side was still comforting the little girl, and at the same time she was a little curious why she felt familiar with it.

The woman with the veil smiled a little reluctantly. The Red Sun Blood Poison had entered her heart meridians. Even if she had practiced the Wuxiang Gong to the highest level, it would probably be too late to save her. Even if Wang Lin really couldn't save her, she wouldn't blame anyone.

Therefore, the eldest lady had no idea that she had just set a flag. After a long time, although Nan Ying did not die, Wang Lin did not let go of her hand, and it lasted for quite a while.

Erina also gradually realized the seriousness of the matter, because the red veins on Nan Ying's face actually appeared on Wang Lin! However, the veins on Nan Ying's face gradually dissipated a lot.

"This..." The veiled woman was also shocked. How did this person heal his wounds? It seemed that he had transferred the Red Sun Blood Poison to himself? Wasn't this courting death?

"Puff!" Just as he thought of this, he saw Wang Lin spit out a mouthful of blood. Fortunately, he turned his head in time.

"No, I can only help to postpone it temporarily. It has already entered her heart meridian. If I forcibly absorb all the poison, I will only kill her prematurely." After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wang Lin said with a frown.

Nan Ying slowly opened her eyes: "Sorry to trouble you, sir."

"Well, you still have half an hour." Wang Lin sighed, patted Nan Ying's shoulder, stood up and said to the eldest lady: "Let's go."

Erina was stunned: "You can't save him either?"

Wang Lin shook his head helplessly: "It's too late, there's nothing we can do! Forcibly detoxifying her will only cause her to end her life early."

"Sir, then you..." The woman with the veil pointed at Wang Lin, but found that the tattoo that was there just now had slowly faded away.

“Don’t worry, I’m immune to all poisons. The Red Sun Blood Poison can only be transformed into my power.” Seeing that the woman was worried about his condition, Wang Lin shook his head and explained, “I’m fine, but this girl, I’m afraid she only has half an hour to live. Take care… Sorry!”