Yuan Tiangang’s words sent Fang Er’s heart plummeting to the abyss.
If this old fellow got a hot head, he could do anything.
Fortunately, Chai Shao was not on Atari Star at the moment; otherwise, Fang Er would have to worry not only about the safety of the teleportation array but also whether his father-in-law would survive.
Huh?
Why should this lord worry about his father-in-law’s life or death?
Speaking of which, shouldn't son-in-law and father-in-law be enemies?
Chai Shao, far away in the Great Tang, had no idea how much good fortune he had accumulated in his past life by not being able to travel this time.
Otherwise, he would definitely run to his grave and burn several aircraft carriers’ worth of ghost money for his past self…
Yuan Tiangang was determined to tinker with the teleportation array. Besides him, Fang Er couldn’t think of anyone else with greater attainments in formations, so he could only grudgingly accept this matter.
However, it wasn’t as if he was going to let Yuan Tiangang do as he pleased. He specifically had a squadron of the Skyfire Army transferred from Lor City.
Leading them was the small team captain, Lu Benwei.
“My Lord!”
Lu Benwei, leading a team of thirty men, reported immediately upon arriving at the scene.
Fang Er pointed at Yuan Tiangang and said, “You few, help Master Yuan shed some weight!”
“Find everything that shouldn’t be on him and take it out!”
Upon hearing this, Yuan Tiangang’s face instantly turned as bitter as a bitter melon.
“Young friend, don’t!”
“This is the culmination of this old Taoist’s many years of hard work; you can’t do this!”
Lu Benwei ignored him and immediately led his men to pounce.
Yuan Tiangang was skilled. Under normal circumstances, three to five burly men couldn’t get close to him. But as the elite of the elite, how could the men Lu Benwei brought be compared to ordinary people?
With a combined assault, in just a moment, Yuan Tiangang was pinned down by this group of burly men.
One piece of clothing after another was stripped off, revealing abominable items that made one’s teeth ache!
Black powder, five catties…
C4, two catties…
Nitroglycerin, a large bottle…
New C5, a piece the size of a fist…
White phosphorus, half a catty…
Yuan Tiangang didn’t feel ashamed being stripped in public, as he was someone who had transcended the three realms and was not bound by the five elements.
But as these items were searched out one by one, the old fellow’s tears were almost forced out.
Suddenly, he felt a large hand reach into a place he considered the most secure. He immediately cried out.
“Stop!”
“You scoundrels! I am a monk; how can you reach there!”
“Infinite Heavenly Venerate, stop!”
“Achibba, I said don’t dig there, why are you squeezing!”
“Son of a bitch, Lu Benwei, this old Taoist remembers you!”
Just then, Lu Benwei’s hand withdrew from a special place.
Between his thumb and index finger, he held something that looked like a sanitary napkin.
How did this thing get in here?
Fang Er was stunned. He looked at Yuan Tiangang, pinned down by the group, with disbelief.
“Master Yuan, you…”
“Why are you using this thing?”
There were only two types of people who used sanitary napkins in the Great Tang.
One was women.
The other was eunuchs.
What did an old Taoist priest need this for?
But before Yuan Tiangang could answer, Lu Benwei spoke first.
“My Lord, this is not a sanitary napkin!”
“This is a new explosive developed by Master Yuan!”
“This single piece is as powerful as C4 ten times its volume!”
Fang Er almost peed himself from fright!
Holy cow!
Using this as a sanitary napkin!
Is this Yuan Tiangang…
Well, this wasn’t the first time he had done something like this, or Fang Er wouldn’t have sent Lu Benwei to help him lose weight.
“You damn people, release this old Taoist quickly!”
Yuan Tiangang struggled, his old face so red it was almost twitching. He glared at Lu Benwei as if he wanted to devour him.
After the group had searched him thoroughly and let him go, the old fellow held up his sagging underpants with both hands, his chest rippling like the periodic table.
“Lu Benwei!!”
“This old Taoist will perform a ritual to bring you ten days of bad luck!”
Lu Benwei didn’t care and said with a cheeky grin, “Performing rituals isn’t difficult to learn!”
“This junior will wash up and wait for you~~~”
Yuan Tiangang’s face turned purple with anger. His fingers trembled back and forth, and then, he suddenly grinned.
Following that, he turned and ran abruptly.
Before anyone could figure out what was happening, a massive pile of excrement fell from the sky, burying Lu Benwei beneath it, leaving only his head exposed.
Lu Benwei was utterly bewildered!
Who am I?
Where am I?
What am I doing?
Fang Er also stared at the scene with wide eyes, his face full of disbelief.
Holy cow!
This is unscientific!
He looked up at the sky and saw a giant bird that had just flown overhead!
Damn it, did old Yuan perform magic, or did this big bird coincidentally defecate, and he saw it before everyone else?
Yuan Tiangang’s triumphant laughter echoed from afar. The old fellow was so happy he looked like a child, looking back this way and slapping his thighs excitedly.
“Hahaha! Serves you right! Serves you right!”
“You wait, boy, this is just the beginning!”
Lu Benwei: …
Damn you!
The order was given by my Lord, why am I taking the blame…
He felt so wronged, wanting to complain to Fang Er, but he instantly gave up the idea.
What if my Lord blamed him for not having the slightest bit of responsibility, even for something as small as excrement? That would be a huge loss.
Forget it, old Taoist Yuan is just all talk. Bringing ten days of bad luck? If he really had that ability, wouldn’t he have become an immortal?
He turned to his subordinates who were gloating nearby and immediately roared.
“Why are you all standing there like fools? Hurry up and pull me out of this pile of shit!”
“Also, shoot down that damned bird. Today, this captain will crack its bones and drink my wine!”
Fang Er heard this, shook his head with a smile, and stopped paying attention to them. He turned around and walked towards the small grove with his hands behind his back.
Sun Simiao had disappeared somewhere. Most likely, his professional habit had kicked in, so he had to go find him. It would be troublesome if this old fellow poisoned himself again!