Chapter 3 Zhang Butcher

As a small county with a small population, Qi County has the most lively day and the fastest news flow when it is time to have morning tea.

Often there is something, a morning tea effort, can be spread all over the city.

No, something strange happened to Zhang's butcher's house in the west of the city.

I heard that the old sow raised at his house eats people.

"Guest, don't you think it's scary?"

The guest smiled and threw over the two copper plates, and scolded with a smile: "Don't be poor, say it quickly." ”

Xiao Er was not annoyed, he took the copper plate with a smile and wiped it twice with his sleeve, and put it in his arms.

"Guest, this man is an old ghost, and things are old and refined, what about animals? Naturally, he became a demon. ”

"This old sow of the butcher's house is a baby, and the villain has been raising it since he can remember."

"The old sow's cubs are supplied to our inn all the year round, and you see, the meat in this big bun in your hand can't be the meat of its cubs."

As soon as the guest's heart trembled, he had to put down the bun.

"Hahaha, fake guest officer, that old sow can't give birth for a long time."

Xiao Er was still chatting with the guests.

At this moment, there was a creaking sound from the wooden staircase, and a short-haired man in a Taoist robe walked down.

The Taoist priest picked a window seat and called Xiao Er over to order a table to eat.

Thin-skinned meat buns and soft pastries were served with a pot of tea, but they were delivered in a few moments.

Just as the short-haired Taoist priest was about to start eating, an old Taoist priest came over with something muttering something in his mouth, snatched the bun in his hand and sat down opposite him.

"Don't say it, you kid, it's really like that in this dress."

These two people are naturally Li Jiuan and the old Taoist.

Last night, the old Taoist priest got him a Taoist robe from somewhere, and called him to change it, saying that he was pretending to be his apprentice.

Under the fence, Li Jiuan is naturally not easy to refute.

"There are still a few days before Zhao Yuanwai holds a banquet, I have inquired, and now there is a job to do in this city, follow me after eating."

Lao Dao held a bun in one hand and poured tea for himself with the other, and his mouth did not stop.

"Okay."

Although Li Jiuxin had some doubts, he thought that this old Taoist priest should have the ability, so he agreed.

……

Zhang Butcher killed half a pig for a lifetime, made a lot of money, but had no heirs for a long time, and after asking the Buddha, he said that his grievances were too heavy.

So Butcher Zhang put down the butcher's knife and began to make good connections, and finally gave birth to a son a few years ago, which is very precious.

As for those pigs that were raised before?

Before washing his hands in the golden basin, the killing and selling were sold, but only an old sow was left.

"All things have spirits, although this pig has not been enlightened before, but every time its children are caught and killed, there will naturally be resentment accumulated, once the demon is turned into, it will backfire on the master."

The old Taoist priest stood at the door of Zhang's mansion and looked through the half-covered gate.

"Is there really a pig demon in there?"

Li Jiuan was stunned and said, this progress is a bit fast, I just saw a ghost yesterday, is I going to see a demon today?

"!" Lao Dao scolded lightly in his mouth, and said disdainfully: "It's just an evil animal that has not yet opened its spirit, if it eats a person again, it can become a demon, and now at best, it is just a beast with more energy." ”

Lao Dao told Li Jiu'an with a look of being in his chest.

"Wait until you are smart, and everything will be arranged by me."

"Okay."

After waiting for a long time to see no one coming out of the house, the two pushed open the door and walked in.

Walk through the foyer and walk through the courtyard.

Suddenly, a noisy shouting sound came from within.

The two walked a few steps quickly, and a fat man dressed in Luo Qi ran panting towards them, followed by several servants.

Seeing two figures in Taoist robes, Butcher Zhang couldn't think about how these two people got in, and shouted as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Dao Chief, help, my pigs have become monsters."

When the old Taoist priest saw the patron in front of him, he also changed his idle appearance and made a high-ranking appearance.

"The poor road has traveled here, and I have seen the demonic spirit in your house, so I have come here to subdue the demons and eliminate the demons."

"Thank you, the pig demon is in the backyard, please hurry up, Xiao'er is still inside."

Butcher Zhang was in a hurry, and he couldn't wait to send the two Taoist priests in front of him in immediately.

Lao Dao wanted to take a gesture again, so as to raise his value, but when he heard that there were young children inside, he didn't say much, took out a talisman from his arms, pinched it in his hand, and walked inside.

Go through the cave wall and come to the backyard.

At this time, a half-human-tall black pig inside was on a rampage.

Three or four servants with clubs were trembling and dodging around, and several servants were crawling out on the ground.

"Evil animal, don't stop yet."

Zhang Laodao shouted angrily, shook his right hand, and the talisman in his hand spontaneously combusted without fire, and flew towards the black pig.

The black pig, who was originally chasing people in the courtyard, stood still in an instant, facing the old road, but actually knelt down with four hooves.

"Immortals."

"A living real person."

"This is the descending of the gods."

Butcher Zhang and all the servants present had never seen such a spell, and for a while they worshipped Lao Dao as a living immortal, and they all showed fanatical eyes.

The old man was calm and relaxed, standing there, indifferently accepting everyone's gaze.

"This evil beast has been subdued by the poor way, and you can wait for it to be a direct result."

"Thank you, gods." Butcher Zhang smiled and thanked him, then turned his head to look at the black pig, his face turned vicious and said fiercely: "You ungrateful brute, I still want to raise you to death." ”

Then he said sharply to the servants beside him: "Bring Lao Tzu's pig-killing knife, and today Lao Tzu broke the ring and finished it with his own hands." ”

This pig-killing knife is about 70 centimeters long, four fingers wide, and the body of the knife is bloodstained and full of evil energy.

Butcher Zhang has cultivated himself over the years, and he has lost the evil spirit of the year all over his body, but after holding the pig-killing knife, the momentum of the year has surfaced a little.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Li Jiu'an noticed that the black pig trembled all over, and the talisman attached to its head burned a little faster.

I want to remind Lao Dao, but I see that he is enjoying the sycophants of the housekeeper of the Zhang Mansion.

Forget it, Li Jiuan looked at Butcher Zhang holding up the pig-killing knife.

This knife goes down and everything is over.

At this time, the door of the side room next to it opened, and a young child who looked like a four or five year old came out, crying and calling Daddy.

"It's broken!"

Li Jiu'an chuckled in his heart.

At the same time, a roar was heard.

I saw that the talisman on the black pig's head burned all at once, and then with a force on all four limbs, he actually stood up again.

At the same time, two snow-white fangs grew from the side of its mouth, and long black hairs appeared all over its body.

A collision sent Butcher Zhang flying, and then locked his eyes on the young child.

"Stop it, if my son has something, I want you to look good!"

Butcher Zhang, who was knocked into the air, looked at the crazy black pig and trembled in his heart, and hurriedly shouted to the servants around him regardless of his own injuries.

Maybe it was Lao Dao's hand that gave them courage just now, and they felt that this black pig was nothing more than that, or maybe it was because of the majesty of Butcher Zhang's daily life.

And the servants came up with swords, guns, and clubs.

Just, the next second.

And they all flew out.

Li Jiuan looked at the black pig's blood-red eyes full of hatred, what kind of beast is this, this is clearly .

Monster!