Chapter 2: Demon Eater

The mist comes and goes away very quickly.

Mixed with the poisonous blood sprayed by the python, only a few people who approached had a sense.

"Snake stewed chicken, dragon and phoenix, good sign!"

Zhang Baojia took a look at the python, and felt that this guy's buy-one-get-one-free service was good.

He also dislikes poisonous snake meat, which is firewood and old, but brocade chicken is different, it is a good ingredient.

"Isn't there something going on with these two things?" Zhang Chong said solemnly.

"What can I do if there is a new source" Zhang Baojia shook his head and said: "There is General Li guarding in the north, everything is solid, those demons and demons can't cross the border to find a village like ours, and after ten days and a half months, they can only go to the pit to find it!" ”

Zhang Baojia and Zhang Chong are both people who have served as soldiers in the border guard, and they also have the petty rank of army commander.

The two glanced at each other, each with a plan in their hearts.

But it is impossible to give away the meat in hand.

It's just that the snake tendon bowstring, snake skin armor and other things that were calculated before can only be given up.

They will even do the same with the colorful brocade chicken.

Eat what you can eat, burn what you can't, that's the best way to deal with it.

"Have you ever eaten this thing in the Feather Army?"

Taking advantage of the time to open the belly of the giant python, Zhang Baojia asked Zhang Zhong in a low voice.

He and Zhang Zhong both served as military commanders, but the two were not in the same military camp, and their responsibilities were different.

Zhang Baojia's inquiry made Zhang Chong shake his head.

"I have only cooperated with the Flying Feather Army to fight against demons, and I am not qualified to eat them," Zhang Zhong replied in a low voice: "But I have seen the way they deal with demons and eats, we can learn from them!" ”

"Is there a risk?" Zhang Baojia asked in a low voice again.

"There are definitely risks, but there are also benefits" Zhang replied: "I saw with my own eyes that Captain Lu entered the realm after eating demonic meat, and he is no longer ordinary!" ”

Zhang Chong's words made Zhang Baojia's heart stir for a while.

Mortal people, by virtue of their physical strength, are stronger than they are, and they are beyond the limit.

After entering the country, you can learn martial arts to mobilize qi and blood, exert supreme power, and your strength is extraordinary, surpassing them by a lot, and even exerting your strong ability to step through the air.

This is another world, and it is also a world that Zhang Bao's family has never touched.

He only knew that it was the power of the big guys.

Zhang Baojia never thought that he would have the opportunity to touch it at his age.

Whether it was success or failure, he always had a chance.

There are even more than 300 seeds in the village.

Even with the help of demonic powers, the failure rate is ridiculously high, and under the impact of a large number, there will always be some possibility of success in the village.

"Set up a sacrificial tripod and burn a fire!"

After just a short whispered discussion, Zhang Baojia had already waved his big hand.

A few elders who were in charge of sacrificing their ancestors were about to say something, when they saw Zhang Bao's family impatiently walking towards the ancestral hall.

What the patriarch wants to do, the elders can't stop it.

It is disrespectful to the ancestors to use the sacrificial tripod to cook, but the rules are dead, people are alive, and in front of the hungry, the ancestors have to let go.

From time to time, the elders shouted and pointed and chattered there, but no one stopped Zhang Baojia.

"Erbaozi, you can eat as much meat as you can for a while, and you can drink soup, you don't need to pour a lot of food into your stomach, just feel it in moderation!"

When Zhang Bao's family returned to the ancestral hall to win the crown, Zhang Chong called Zhang Xuezhou's other name, and kept whispering advice.

His lips twitched slightly, and he obviously had also told Yourong to follow him.

Yourong was quite worried and glanced at Zhang Xuezhou.

An opportunity is in front of you, and you also need to be qualified to get it.

Yourong didn't expect Zhang Xuezhou to be born into Weili, she was only worried about what was wrong with Zhang Xuezhou.

As the weakest person among his peers in the village, Zhang Xuezhou really had no confidence in cultivation.

At this time, some voices had spread low, and some people who had overheard some of the relevant information in their ears turned their eyes to Zhang Changgong and the others from time to time.

Young, strong, with a strong foundation for cultivation, and few physical injuries......

Under many conditions, the success rate of the younger generation is higher.

Zhang Changgong, Zhang Cigong and others looked happy, stretching their arms, legs and feet from time to time, trying to adjust their bodies before eating and drinking.

The young people have little knowledge and don't know much about evil things, but the patriarch takes the Ding to cook a big pot of rice, and they will inevitably eat until they last.

"Enter!"

The second elder Zhang Houtu on the side was full of longing, and he said a few words in his mouth.

This made Zhang Xuezhou feel that the other party's yearning look was like he wanted to enter the imperial capital for further study.

"It's all delusion!"

Zhang Xuezhou muttered in his heart.

He wasn't as interested in what he was eating, drinking, or entering the country.

For him, sitting in the village and waiting to eat and drink to pass the time is more in line with his needs.

In the vast world, he is just an ordinary member of the crowd, floating wherever he goes, just asking for all to be safe.

"Wait until I'm cured......"

Zhang Xuezhou thought lowly.

Patriarch Zhang Baojia cooked, and he saved the matter of distributing meat.

The big pot of rice is full of hunger, and there is no next meal after eating this meal.

If there is no accident, except for Zhang Xuezhou and others who Zhang Chong advised, everyone will let go of their belly and eat.

According to the appearance of hungry ghosts like wolves and tigers, even if there are more than 2,000 catties of gross meat, there is a high probability that they will be empty, and it is difficult to have any meat left.

Zhang Xuezhou saved trouble, he was still quite happy.

At the very least, this wave of distribution does not need to offend people.

The elders are not good at making fun of him, and the juniors and juniors have never been polite.

For example, if you want to pick up ten buckets of water for Zhang Xuezhou, this guy's previous method was to beat Zhang Xuezhou ten times less when practicing martial arts, and people such as Zhang Cigong did not stumble.

It's probably a good or bad trial until Zhang Xuezhou's distribution is unfair.

But that will also be the beginning of a newcomer to replace Zhang Xuezhou.

In the village, this is a cycle without a solution.

As long as there is a shortage of food, nothing can change about this.

"You can't plant anything, you can't eat anything!"

Zhang Xuezhou glanced outside the village in the twilight, where there was a patch of wheat and cotton that was growing pitifully.

Wheat is the food ration for the winter, and cotton is the source of clothing, quilts, etc.

There are few other crops.

As a result, the village has a very single source of food, except for raising some cattle and sheep as a supplement, and relying more on hunting to survive.

Zhang Xuezhou heard Zhang Chong mention some distant villages, most of which were not as good as Zhangjiazhuang.

A village like theirs, not to mention one in a thousand miles, can be regarded as a good village in a hundred.

A raging fire burned.

In the great tripod of the ancestors, there is almost full of clear water.

The hot heat of the fire did not let the crowd avoid it, on the contrary, everyone surrounded Dading several times, not caring about the accumulation of heat waves at all.

"The taste of this meat is a bit rushing, and when you can't stand it, you can roll it in the water a few more times!"

Seeing that Zhang Chong was holding a wind-breaking knife and constantly cutting the meat under the Ding, Zhang Baojia also kept instructing, and when Zhang Chong reminded him in a low voice, he added again.

"Put it away, and you can eat it when it's cold!"

Zhang Baojia walked eighteen laps around Dading, and when the meat in Dading was boiled, he picked up an iron skewer and pricked it, and the white meat with thick fingers suddenly pierced up.

"His uncle's!"

When the white meat was entered, Zhang Baojia felt like the impact of drinking roasted knife wine.

He cursed, and swallowed the indescribably unpalatable white flesh into his stomach.

"It's delicious, let's eat meat together!"

Zhang Baojia shouted, and then asked the others to take the meat and eat it themselves.

"It's delicious!"

Zhang Xuezhou chewed the white meat of the python, and he was also smiling and satisfied.

As a scapegoat for the distribution of food, he still has some priority, he can weigh and taste the food in advance, and estimate which parts of the meat are of good quality and those parts of the meat are of average quality, so as to balance the distribution.

These are some of the small benefits that scapegoats can reap when they offend people.

It's just that Zhang Xuezhou never thought that he would be able to eat such unpalatable meat in his life, and he didn't want to take advantage of this kind of cheapness at all.

He smiled and glanced at Zhang Baojia, only to see faint tears in the corners of the other party's eyes.

"Just eat a piece of meat that's hard to swallow, as for ......"

Zhang Xuezhou just wanted to laugh at the patriarch's level of suppressing his complexion too low, and his body suddenly became cold, only to feel that the hairs on his body stood up, and goosebumps suddenly gushed out.

Near the fire, Zhang Xuezhou still felt the coldness all over his body.

The blood in his chest was surging, the green tendons and roots of his body were swelling, and his stomach seemed to be turning over the river and the sea.

In just more than ten seconds, Zhang Xuezhou only felt a sweetness in his mouth, and the feeling of dizziness in his mind came immediately.

He fell straight back.

"The conditioning tips given to me by Dr. Ren have actually been cultivated!"

In a room in a high-rise building, Zhang Xuezhou woke up suddenly.

He wiped away the cold sweat from his forehead, only to feel that there was a small white seed in his body that had condensed his breath.