Chapter 154, the God of War
"Ahh Sell, sell, sell. β
The old man realized that there was business coming to his door, and hurriedly got up.
"How much do you want to sell?" Soul Xiaotian asked.
The old man stretched out his palm in a bit of a panic.
"Ten...... Ten texts. β
Seeing him shake his head, the old man thought that he was going to be taller, and immediately said, "Eight...... Bawen. β
No, the man shook his head again.
The old man was a little embarrassed, struggled a few times in his heart, but gritted his teeth and said, "Wuwen, it can't be cheaper." β
Soul Xiaotian affirmed: "No, you chicken...... It is worth five ingots of silver. β
"What?"
Regardless of the old man's astonishment, he shoved five ingots of silver into his hand.
He mentioned the sick chicken, followed the example of the chicken seller, and showed off to Qin Lizhi: "Look, this chicken wing is sparse, the skin is white and the meat is tender, and it looks like a good chicken." β
Qin Lizhi burst out laughing, where is he praising the combat power of chickens, he is clearly talking about a good dish, what chicken feathers are sparse, I am afraid that it is good to pluck the feathers after scalding the water!
"What?"
Not only the chicken sellers, but even the leader was about to pass out on the ground.
"This ...... What kind of eyes are these? β
Only the old man wiped the corners of his eyes: "Living Bodhisattva!" This is a living bodhisattva! β
Obviously, he didn't think that the sick chickens who had been hungry for a few days could defeat the red-haired general who was 'beheaded by a hundred chickens'.
"Do you dare to fight?"
Soul Xiaotian carried the plague chicken, looking like he was showing off his might.
The crowd who was about to leave immediately came to their senses again when they heard someone shouting, but after seeing the sick chicken in his hand, they all scolded.
"You're here for cockfighting? Or are you here to feed? β
"Fuck off, where did you come from?"
"Hurry up and take it back and slaughter it to eat meat, and you can give it a good time."
And Soul Xiaotian disagreed, and said, "What do you know!" This is the god of war. β
The crowd immediately burst into laughter, and someone said, "The plague chicken and the god of war, you kid drank too much!" β
Not only them, but even Qin Lizhi pursed his lips and chuckled when he saw his serious face.
A middle-aged man on the side of the cockfighting table stood up, he had a brocade feather on his head, obviously the dealer of the cockfighting platform, only to hear him say: "Pick up, you dare to fight, dare to take it." β
He thought in his heart: If you have money and don't make money, you are really a bastard, can this chicken win red hair? No one believed him when he said that the sky was broken, so he continued:
"Little brother, you look a little nasty, I won't bully you, how about a loss of two hundred?"
There was another round of talk in the crowd.
"What about a thousand? Iron loses. β
"That's it, that's it."
Soul Xiaotian waved his hand and said, "Okay, it's up to you, I'll press five ingots of silver." β
After that, he turned around and asked the man, "Do you want to press the treasure hand?" β
The person surnamed He jumped to his feet and said, "I'm not as crazy as you, and I can still hear a sound when I throw it into the water." β
"Cut...... Boring. β
The chicken feather dealer smiled, good guy, it's really a little oily.
"Okay! Open the bucket. β
The dealer walked around with the gong, solemnly said an opening remark, and then slammed the gong.
No matter how Xiao Tian was, Xiao Bai could see this simple ritual, so he threw his 'Plague Chicken' God of War into it.
Then he leaned into Qin's ear and muttered, "Do you want to eat chicken stewed mushrooms?" β
Qin glanced at him, and wanted to see his plague chicken, how to win the spirit beast.
The sound of the gong attracted a lot of onlookers, and it can be seen that the shivering sick chickens in the field are a little disappointed, isn't this throwing money?
The creature entered the field, alarming the red-haired general, but after flapping its wings twice, it cooed away again, and the corn twisted and skimmed the pestilence, and lost interest, as if the thing was not even worthy of its rations.
The sick chicken felt its aura, fluttered a few times, and hid in the corner and did not dare to raise its head.
Seeing this, the dealer lit a short candle and sat back in his chair and waited for the cashier. According to the rules of the cockfighting ring, when the red candle is burned, the cowardly side will directly judge the loss.
There were a few more taunts from the crowd.
"It's okay, if you lose the money, you can still keep a bowl of chicken soup."
"Phew! The chicken soup is also drunk, and the dogs don't drink it. β
"Scattered, scattered."
Soul Xiaotian thought that there would be some time for the candle to burn out, but when he looked up, the goods burned so fast that most of it was gone in a blink of an eye, so he flicked his fingers, and an invisible soul power submerged into the body of the plague chicken.
Babblingββββ
The next moment, the sick chicken let out a strange cry like a big brother, flapped its wings, and pecked at the red feather.
Sensing that his position was threatened, the red-haired general turned to meet him.
For a while, the two chickens jumped up and down, fighting happily.
"Hey! Strange, that plague chicken can really fight. β
"Obediently, this ass head sits on the sickle and opens his eyes."
"Interesting, interesting."
Chicken feathers flew in the field, and after a while, the two '' 'took off' each other.
Just as the two chickens were fighting equally, a faint golden color appeared on the wings of the plague general, and the red-haired general immediately wilted, lowered his head and let him peck his back.
Turning his head, he saw Qin Lizhi let go of his finger and raised his eyebrows at Soul Xiaotian and snorted.
Soul Xiaotian slapped his forehead: Good guy, Ouyang Bo is in the spirit of the sky, you must know that the golden silk soft finch feather is used by you like this, and you are still angry?
There was a gurgling sound in the field, the plague rooster god of war had already won, it stepped on the corpse of the red-haired general, and the other paw was still kicking its chicken head, that smug look, the more Soul Xiaotian looked more and more like a senior brother.
Syllable!
"Plague Chicken...... God of War wins. β
The dealer listlessly announced the results, until now he doesn't know how this sick chicken won the fight against the red-haired general, this goods are not easy to come by, how can he be pecked to death by a sick chicken?
The crowd of onlookers was stunned and took a long time to come to their senses.
"Residence...... Actually won? β
"Oh my God! What do I see? β
"Who was going to drink the chicken soup just now?"
"The one who opens his eyes should be a little bigger."
These people are all old 'gluttons' in the cockfighting arena, and they reacted immediately and surrounded Soul Xiaotian.
"Little brother, I'll pay a hundred taels to buy your sick ...... The god of war. β
"Go, go, I'll give one hundred and fifty taels."
"I'll give you two hundred taels."
Soul Xiaotian stopped everyone: "Everyone, don't be impatient, master, I have a habit of fighting cocks, that is, fighting a fight, drinking a bowl of chicken soup, so this plague chicken is about to be stewed in soup." β
Hearing him say this, everyone was all in pain, but they listened to him again.
"Don't worry, I've observed before, the chickens sold by the old man are all the same breeds, but you didn't see it before."
So, the crowd flocked to the trembling old chicken seller.
A person who looked like a shopkeeper walked over with two servants, and bowed respectfully to Soul Xiaotian: "This young master, this girl wants to invite a few people to the second floor to talk about it, I don't know if the young master is willing to appreciate his face." β
Soul Xiaotian thought to himself, the main lord was about to appear.
I only heard the leader surnamed He say in his ear: "That girl is the king of dice in Pandou City, she has never lost a game in her life, or is it ...... Don't go. β
In his heart, winning the cockfight is nothing, maybe he took some kind of skill, that girl is the god in his heart, invincible.
"Oh? Lead the way ahead. β
The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect him to agree so readily, and when he reacted, he hurriedly made way for him.
The gamblers on the first floor all stopped, and even those who had lost a lot of gold and silver were unconscious.
"What? Benru girl is out of the mountain? β
"What kid or who?"
"It's just that you won a cockfight, and you deserve to be like a girl?"
"Let's go, let's take a look."
As soon as he stepped into the second floor, Soul Xiaotian's eyes lit up, a fair-skinned and plump woman was sitting at the other end of the long table, not to mention how delicate her appearance was, the white and white twin peaks that were scantily dressed and about to come out had already taken most of her eyeballs.
Qin Lizhi glared at him fiercely, and the warning was self-evident.
Before Soul Xiaotian sat down, the surroundings were already crowded with people, and of course, this group of thieves and rats all fell into that snow-white plumpness.
Seeing that the main owner had already sat down, Benru said generously: "The little girl has seen the son, and she dares to ask the son's surname." β
"No ......"
Before the word 'dare to be' came out, a sharp pain came from Soul Xiaotian's waist, and Qin Lizhi pinched his tender flesh with two fingers.
"Don't dare to be a ...... Li Chuanlai ......"
Soul Xiaotian bared his teeth and said, he originally wanted to say that Li San came, but that kid also had some fame in the rivers and lakes, and he was afraid of showing his feet.
"Childe won a thousand taels at once, and the little woman is not good to explain to the city lord!"
She frowned and was so proud of herself that she instantly charmed a large number of gamblers.
City Lord? Looks like you've come to the right place.
Soul Xiaotian stretched out his hands: "Isn't this going to make amends for Miss Benru." β