Patriarch of Wanjiao

Chapter 316 Don't Bully Young Chickens!This chicken is destined for me ([-] in [-])

Flying to hide pheasants on the mountain, Huang Shulang hugged his head and cried!

Huang Shulang's eyes were filled with tears, his voice trembled, and it seemed that the backlog of grievances poured out like a spray of water.

"Overlord Chicken!?" Li Mo frowned, his expression became strange.

"Chicken Demon!?"

Li Mo looked Huang Shulang up and down, and couldn't help but said: "You are also a shopkeeper who came out of Xuantian Pavilion after all, and once you turn to a spirit demon...couldn't you be defeated by a chicken demon?"

All things are born with mutual generation and mutual restraint. Weasel restrains chickens and feeds on them by nature.

Li Mo had seen it when he was a child. In the dead of night, the yellow-skinned child got into the big chicken coop, bit the chicken's neck, held it like dry grass, and ran to eat it. It was unimaginable.

The rest of the chickens could only hide in the corner and shiver, not even daring to flop.

This is natural restraint.

It stands to reason that Huang Shulang has a natural ability to suppress the chicken demon, not to mention that it is a first-turn spirit monster, and its cultivation is not weak. How can a chicken be bullied like this?
"My lord, that's not an ordinary chicken." Huang Shulang said with a straight face.

"Could it be something else?"

Yu Zhaoyue was curious and couldn't help asking.

"Speaking of which, this chicken demon's background is quite mediocre."

Huang Shulang sighed, before he said leisurely: "There is a small town three hundred miles away from Feilai Mountain. There is a wealthy man in the town who was originally a drug dealer..."

"However, this rich man has a good wife. Although she is not beautiful in appearance, she has a graceful figure, which suits many people's tastes."

Speaking of this, Huang Shulang squinted his eyes, looked at Li Mo ambiguously, and then glanced at Yu Zhaoyue.

"My lord, have you read the book "Cao Thief"?"

As soon as this remark came out, Yu Zhaoyue's face turned red for no reason.

"I've heard of it, but I've never had the chance to see it." Li Mo looked as usual.

The five famous novels published by Zhengyi Bookstore at that time were led by "Cao Thief", together with "Erlang and His Wife", "Duck Mother's Belt", "Apricot Fantasy" and "Oils in the World", they were collectively called the Five Great Justices, which established the foundation of Zhengyi Bookstore for a thousand years.

These five masterpieces can be said to be famous outside the world, affecting the abyss of future generations.

The protagonist of the "Cao Thief" has four sons, the eldest son inherits his cunning, the second son inherits his bravery, the third son inherits his talent, and the fourth son inherits his intelligence...

"We in later generations have inherited his hobbies..." Huang Shulang grinned, "Therefore, that rich man's wife is very...loved by those around me!"

"As time goes by, the wealthy business is getting bigger and bigger relying on the contacts accumulated by her wife..."

"How did her wife accumulate connections?"

At this moment, the little fox in Li Mo's arms was confused and asked.

Huang Shulang narrowed his eyes slightly, and replied: "The eagle burps..."

"What do you mean?"

"I eat too much chicken."

"Cough, cough, cough..." Li Mo almost choked on a sip of water, quickly covered the little fox's ears, and asked, "What does this have to do with that chicken?"

"The rich man suddenly broke out, so he naturally wanted his descendants to continue, and his wealth will never end... So, he didn't know where he heard a way, if he kept a spiritual pet at home, he could protect the peace of his house and keep his wealth endless." " Huang Shulang sneered.

When Li Mo heard this, he was not surprised.

Among the monster hunters, there is indeed a way to let ordinary people keep pets in captivity.

The real spiritual pet, most people can't keep it, but it can be done by form, such as raising carp, loach, rooster, turtle and other animals, feeding them in a special way, gathering spiritual energy, and changing Feng Shui , can indeed play a role in protecting the family home.

Especially roosters, who are naturally full of yang energy, some children walk at night and run into Yin spirits, some people will put rooster blood on the eyebrows, if it turns black, it will be fine.

There are also some people who use old rooster tail feathers to make feather dusters and hang them in the main hall of their homes, which can indeed ward off evil spirits.

Back then, when Feng Wannian was in Luofu Mountain, he often went down the mountain to collect chicken feathers. Sometimes he didn't have enough goods, so he went to the back mountain to catch some quail with bald tails, stripped off all their feathers, processed them, and made 13 chicken feathers. The old feather duster sold at a high price made a huge profit.

"The rich man asked someone to find a golden rooster for 3000 taels of silver..." Huang Shulang said again.

If ordinary people raise roosters, golden roosters are the best according to their appearance.

The so-called golden rooster is also called multicolored rooster, with red crown, green ears, golden back, green tail, and brown belly, which is the so-called big-flowered rooster.

This kind of rooster is the easiest to become sperm, and can become psychic after a long time.

Followed by red chicken, white chicken and black chicken.

In addition, other roosters are basically impossible to raise.

"Since the rich man bought that chicken, he has offered it as an ancestor. Every day, he feeds it with fine wine brewed from five grains, as well as rare medicinal materials such as wild ginseng, refined hemp, and ganoderma... There is a dedicated person to serve it every day. Basking in the sun, every fifteenth day, let him bathe in the mountain spring and absorb the moonlight..."

Weasel said in a deep voice: "That's how the rich man put all his attention on that rooster. In the past ten years, the family's business has gradually become dilapidated..."

"That chicken was bred and finally became a chicken...but the family fortune was also lost..."

"At this moment, the rich man came to his senses. He threw the prodigal rooster into the mountain, and went back to find his wife who was already sick..."

Speaking of this, Huang Shulang couldn't help sneering, showing a look of contempt.

"I think of chickens when I eat, drink and have fun, and I think of my wife when I feel the same pain... What is this called?"

"Did you mean chicken?" Yu Zhaoyue asked subconsciously.

"Why did your lord say that? Don't we always talk about chicken?" Huang Shulang was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but asked in surprise.

When Yu Zhaoyue heard this, her face flushed slightly.

"Continue talking..." Li Mo raised his hand to interrupt.

"The chicken was suddenly abandoned, and I panicked..."

"I understand." Li Mo nodded.

It's like being 35 years old, without any other skills, and suddenly being fired by the Yamen. If it were anyone else, it would panic, and it would simply push people to their death.

What's more, this rooster grew up in a relatively comfortable environment since he was a child.

"My lord, this is pure trash." Huang Shulang gritted his teeth.

"Back when he was exiled to Feilai Mountain, I kindly took him in, thinking it would be good to be a handyman..." Huang Shulang said coldly.

"Who would have thought that this trash eats more than a pig, only works ten hours a day and wants to sleep, and still needs wages? What the hell is wages?"

"Huh!??" Li Mo was stunned.

"This trash is like a bat with chicken feathers..."

"What do you mean?" Yu Zhaoyue blurted out.

"What kind of bird pretends to be riding a horse?"

"My lord, do you think he is a narcissus that does not bloom..."

"Um!?"

"What are you pretending to be!"

"Is it the frog tattooed on the tadpole?" Li Mo glanced at it and said in a deep voice.

"My lord, what is the meaning of this?" Huang Shulang asked puzzled.

"Where are you showing off your mother!?" Li Mo slapped the table: "Talk to me."

"Yes yes yes..." Huang Shulang wiped off the sweat from his head, and hurriedly said: "I have used this little trash for two years, and the hair on his body is bald...Who would have thought that he seems to be obedient, but he is secretly Secretly practicing..."

Huang Shulang's face was cold: "After all, he was raised with yams, and he has some foundation... But no matter how hard he tries, that bit of strength is insignificant in front of me."

"One night, he sneaked away while I didn't recite it. Before he left, he left a message..."

"What?" Li Mo asked, gradually becoming curious about this bald chicken.

"30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor."

"Damn it, he pretended to." Li Mo curled his lips.

"Since then, he has come here every now and then to challenge... He keeps asking for wages?"

"Ask for salary!?" Li Mo's expression became strange.

"I raised him for more than two years in vain, and he still asks me for his wages? He really lives at the door to dry peppers..."

"The neighbor next door is numb." Huang Shulang said coldly.

"Ok!?"

Li Mo raised his brows, Huang Shulang frowned, patted his mouth quickly, and continued: "Although this little trash is not very strong, he is very good at escaping. Every time I kill him, he always Can escape..."

"But just half a year ago, this bald chicken didn't know what good luck it had, and its strength went straight to the realm of a second-turn spirit demon..."

Huang Shulang finally got to the point, a shudder flashed in his long and narrow eyes.

"Once he gained power, he no longer hides and hides, and directly hits the door, showing off his might..."

Speaking of this, Huang Shulang was full of grievances: "This chicken is vicious, he will not beat me to death, save my life, and humiliate me every now and then..."

"But this bald chicken is the most fond of fire... I heard that when the rich man raised him, in order to encourage his yang energy, he would light candles when he slept..."

"so……"

Speaking of this, weasel's eyes were filled with tears: "This pervert... likes to play the trick of burning rattan armor..."

"The door of the little bastard in the store, the hair on his body...has been burned off by him..."

"The little one... has injuries everywhere."

As soon as the words were finished, Huang Shulang pointed to the crooked line of big characters on the beam, and suddenly fell down and worshiped.

"My lord, you have to decide for the little one."

"That bald chicken was so domineering that it even robbed the little wife and pretended to be... a bed warming girl..."

Speaking of this, Huang Shulang was sobbing.

"The weasel gave the chicken New Year's greetings, it's overestimated...it's a bit interesting..."

Li Mo murmured softly, looking at the big crooked characters.

According to what Huang Shulang said, the cultivation of that rooster has always been lower than it, almost every time he was hanged and beaten, and his strength has improved by leaps and bounds in just half a year.

"It seems that this little bald chicken has got some opportunities...Flying to the mountain..." Li Mo was thoughtful.

Reminiscent of the origin of Feilai Mountain, perhaps this little bald chicken discovered some secrets in the mountain.

"Do you know where his lair is?" Li Mo asked.

"I know..." Huang Shulang said with a bitter face.

"He asked us to go to his place to say hello on time every day, just like going to work. If we are late for an hour and a half, we will slap you..."

As he spoke, Huang Shulang subconsciously covered his old face.

"Got it, take me to have a look tomorrow." Li Mo nodded.

"Thank you, my lord." Huang Shulang was overjoyed and kowtowed repeatedly.

Silent all night.

The next day, before dawn, Huang Shulang called Li Mo up. Looking at the sky outside the window, he could still see the shadow of the moon, and the sun had not yet appeared.

"So early?"

"My lord, you forgot...that is a rooster, who got up earlier than anyone else..." Huang Shulang smiled wryly.

According to the rooster's rules, every day to greet him, he must see a nest of yellow skins before he wakes up.

"That's too early."

"Actually, it's not too early. When he was working here, I asked him to get up earlier than this." Huang Shulang chuckled.

"Um!?"

"Strict requirements on subordinates are also to train them, so that they can grow up quickly through training." Huang Shulang said righteously.

"I'm doing it for their own good."

"..."

Li Mo was speechless, hugged the sleeping little fox, and followed Huang Shulang out of the inn.

The mountain breeze is cool and the night has not faded.

In the hazy moonlight, a looming cave is hidden in the deep mountains, and bright torches can be seen from a long distance away, illuminating the middle of the mountain red.

The rush of heat waves has blown away a lot of the chill in the mountains.

"Light such a cold torch?" Li Mo said softly.

Such a battle is really too eye-catching.

"I don't know, my lord. This bald chicken likes fire the most. It can't sleep without a light on. It's brighter in the cave..."

Huang Shulang said in a deep voice: "Last time, he offered God's favor and let my wife come back. I heard that this bald chicken likes to play with candles."

"Um!?"

"Go and call the door." Li Mo stood in the distance and urged Huang Shulang, who hesitated for a while, and walked to the mountain gate facing the fire.

dong dong dong...

Huang Shulang knocked on the copper ring on the stone gate, and the deafening sound echoed in the mountains.

"Bald Chicken, your grandfather is here to pay your funeral."

With confidence, Huang Shulang yelled angrily, as if he had vented all the anger and grievances accumulated in the daily life.

boom……

As soon as the words were finished, the towering stone gate shattered suddenly, and the terrifying evil spirit gushed out from the cave like a frenzy, directly shaking Huang Shulang out.

Flames struck his body like whips, blood dripping from his body, and his skin was torn apart.

With a scream, Huang Shulang slammed heavily into the distant stone wall, and almost all the evil energy in his body was scattered.

"Who is calling the door?"

At this moment, in the hidden flames, an elongated shadow slowly extended from the cave.

Amidst the scattered smoke and dust, a young man stepped out. He was wearing a colorful floral gown, and the only three strands of hair on his bald head were swaying in the wind, showing elegance.

"no one?"

The boy looked around, but he didn't see half a figure.

"Are you blinded by riding a horse?"

Inside the stone wall, Huang Shulang struggled to pull himself out. Hearing this, a mouthful of old blood spewed out and cursed.

"Huh!? So it's you?"

At this moment, the boy finally noticed the weasel embedded in the stone wall.

"Old dog Huang, you have an itchy butt, are you coming to make offerings to me?"

"Break your guts!"

The young man let out a low shout, and fierce demonic aura shot up into the sky, turned into a giant tail, and slapped Huang Shulang directly.

"It's interesting, you actually have some Luofushan kung fu."

At this moment, a contemptuous voice resounded, and in the cold mountain wind, Li Mo stepped forward, his fleshly body running wildly, and easily smashed through the huge phantom with a giant tail...

In the swaying and stirring demonic aura, Li Mo appeared directly in front of the three-haired boy! ! !
　In July, I will work hard! ! !

　
(End of this chapter)