Chapter 170: A Small Town

Cluck!

The sudden change stunned the rooster and stood stiff.

After reacting, the rooster was angry and barked at the jade chicken.

The jade chicken said disdainfully: "Silly chicken, other chickens don't want me to give it to me, you still dislike it, hum, change it for me." ”

As the sound sounded, the rooster who was screaming suddenly flashed with light, and his body quickly petrified and turned into a ...... Partridge!

Chen Hao: "......"

What's the situation? What's wrong with my little yellow? What about the benefits that are said to be good? Is this called a benefit?

"Hehe, don't worry, it's just a small punishment, it won't hurt it, and as long as it refines my origin demonic energy, I won't be able to do it." The Emerald Chicken grinned and continued.

Chen Hao was speechless.

This means that you can eat without refining, tsk, sure enough, any animal, as long as it is a female, is careful, Xiao Huang, don't blame brother, you made it yourself.

"Ahem, it's okay, you can play whatever you want, as long as you don't play badly." Chen Hao smiled, then changed the topic and asked, "That, this cave is blocked on all sides, do you know how to get out?" ”

Jade Chicken said: "This is my natal supernatural power, I was manipulated by the darkness before, and now my spiritual power has recovered, and I can put it away, you see." ”

As he spoke, the jade chicken opened its mouth and inhaled, and Chen Hao saw that the entire mountain peak suddenly turned into a stone gray air flow in the roar, and was sucked into the mouth of the jade chicken.

Immediately, the light came into view, and it was already morning.

Chen Hao breathed a sigh of relief, but he could be regarded as getting out of this ghost place, and he was almost pitted by a dead chicken.

But soon, Chen Hao felt that he had overlooked something.

Think, think, think, yes, little ghosts and Teacher Xiong!

Chen Hao reacted and was immediately startled.

I'm rubbing, it's dawn, are the little ghosts and Mr. Xiong okay?

Hurriedly looked around, and soon, Chen Hao found that he saw more than a dozen clouds of yin qi in a tree hole, obviously he didn't wait for himself to come out, they didn't leave, but he could only hide first when it was dawn.

Chen Hao's heart was warm.

Sure enough, it didn't hurt in vain, and this education was still very successful.

"Chen Hao Daoyou, I should go, I want to go to Sister Hong to help me solve this nasty darkness, I will come to you to play when I have time in the future." At this time, the jade chicken spoke.

Chen Hao smiled: "Fellow Daoists, walk slowly, welcome to play." ”

The jade chicken nodded, its wings flickered, and it suddenly rose into the sky, turning into a streamer and breaking through the air.

When the jade chicken left, the rooster petrified by it slowly recovered and was released from the petrified state.

This time, the rooster didn't dare to crow, but looked at Chen Hao aggrievedly.

Chen Hao said angrily: "Don't look at me, you are here yourself, who is to blame?" Besides, this jade chicken should be a different spirit bird, a bite of natal demonic spirit, it will definitely benefit you a lot, don't take advantage of it and sell it well. ”

Rooster: "......"

Chen Hao no longer cared about the rooster, and turned to look at the bones all over the ground.

The mountain peaks disappeared, and in the middle of the exposed clearing, a thick layer of bone residue was piled up, and there were many rotten cloths.

Judging from some ancient costumes, this jade chicken has been sealed here for many years, but I am afraid that it is still before the decline of cultivation, otherwise it will not be able to perceive the so-called red sister. After all, being able to fight against the dark power that makes everyone palpitate, and the jade chicken, a powerful xenomorph spirit bird, is helpless, and that red sister must have reached the realm of innateness.

The decline of cultivation is congenitally gone, and this is a major event in the cultivation world.

Perhaps, it won't be long before the fruitless search for the Emerald Chicken will come to him.

Suddenly, Chen Hao's eyes froze, and he found something that was an eyesore.

Some military uniforms, some torn guns, and a flag.

The flag was clearly a military flag, and although it had become dirty, a large red dog skin plaster on the flag was very eye-catching.

Little devils?

Chen Hao was a little surprised.

I didn't expect that there were some little devils in this mountain, which was very happy.

But think about it, the chirping of the jade chicken before removed the phantom controlled by the dark power in the mountain peak, and it is estimated that it will be a method of transcendence, and the ghosts of the people who died here before will be transformed.

This is not happy, the little devil should be scattered, but it's a pity that the jade chicken doesn't know, and he has also completed the excess, Chen Hao can only sigh, count them lucky.

Then Chen Hao came to the tree hole.

Sensing Chen Hao's arrival, more than a dozen yin spirits in the tree cave were a little floating, obviously very excited.

Chen Hao smiled: "Don't worry, I'm fine." ”

Saying that, Chen Hao stretched out his hand and put the little ghosts and Teacher Xiong in his sleeve.

When he got back to the car, the rooster was still a little sullen, as if a free life had been shackled.

The black cat noticed the rooster's depressed mood and barked.

But the rooster didn't respond, and the black cat was dissatisfied, so he turned his head and jumped into the back seat of the car, lay down and closed his eyes to sleep.

Virtue, you did it yourself, you felt the breath of the jade chicken, and wanted to rob someone else's Neidan, this kind of robbership, it was already lucky not to be killed, and now you have got the benefits, what is it to pay a little price, the black cat feels that this dead chicken has received too little lesson, and needs to be trained well.

Driving all the way, at about three o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Hao finally saw a city.

This city is not big, and it should be regarded as a county seat.

And the first time he saw the county, Chen Hao's eyes lit up.

It's a quaint little town.

The small town is densely wooded, natural and harmonious, with small bridges and flowing water, fat ducks and waves, old buildings, and moss-stained spots.

Pedestrians on the side of the road, not hurrying, the streets and alleys, quiet and peaceful.

What a quiet town in the impetuous era.

Chen Hao drove around and found that even vehicles were rare here, most of them were walking, and a few people were also cycling.

For no reason, Chen Hao felt that he was driving a little eyesore, as if he didn't belong here.

However, in Chen Hao's heart, he has some love for this small town.

It happened that since the road, it was mostly in a hurry, and it was rare to encounter such a good place, Chen Hao planned to stay for a while, cultivate his mind, and sort out his gains.

With a turn of his eyes, Chen Hao saw that under the big tree in front of a house on the street, two old people were playing chess, and after watching it for a while, Chen Hao smiled.

Stopping and pulling over, Chen Hao walked over and didn't bother, just watched quietly.

After a while, an old man and a general laughed: "Zhang Laosi, you lost again, two wins in three games, those thirty-year-old rice wine, you can taste it tonight." ”

Another old man looked unhappy: "You old guy, I've been playing the game for decades, and I've long been familiar with the routines, and your routine style has changed too much in the past few days, so you must have gotten the guidance of a master and deliberately tricked me." ”

"If you lose, you lose, you have no regrets, and you win or lose at your own risk. Haha, the young man has been watching it for a while, you give a comment, is this the reason for playing chess? ”

The old man said, looking at Chen Hao.

Chen Hao said with a smile: "Uncle is right, the chess game is like a battle game, and there is no regret in the fall." But I think this uncle also lost on purpose, just to find an opportunity to invite you to drink. ”

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The fourth more is offered, the support is big, the author slaps himself in the face, he is busy, and he finds that he is in a hurry to write, and he needs to collect his heart, but I am afraid that the fifth more will not be completed. Continue to code words and upload them in the early morning after writing.