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

Huang Shulang's eyes were full of tears, his voice trembled, and the grievances that seemed to be backlogged poured out like water.

"Overlord Chicken!?" Li Mo raised his eyebrows, and his expression became strange.

"Chicken demon!?"

Li Mo looked Huang Shulang up and down, and couldn't help but say: "You are also the master of the store from the Xuantian Pavilion, and you turned into a spirit demon...... Can't you fight a chicken demon? ”

All things are born and mutually restrained, and weasels are born to restrain chickens and feed on them.

Li Mo had seen it when he was a child, in the dead of night, the yellow skin got into the big chicken nest, bit the chicken's neck, held it like dry grass, ran and ate, it was unimaginable.

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

This is innate restraint.

It stands to reason that Huang Shulang has a natural suppression of the chicken demon, not to mention that it is a spirit demon, and its cultivation is not weak, how can it be bullied by a chicken like this?

"My lord, that's no ordinary chicken." Huang Shulang pulled his face and said.

"Could it be that there is any other origin?"

Yu Zhaoyue was curious and couldn't help but ask.

"Speaking of which, the origin of this chicken demon is mediocre."

Huang Shulang sighed, and then said leisurely: "Three hundred miles away from Feilai Mountain, there is a small town, and there is a rich family in the town, who was originally a drug dealer......

"However, this rich man has a good wife, although her appearance is not stunning, but her graceful body is to the taste of many people."

Speaking of this, Huang Shulang squinted his eyes, looked at Li Mo a little ambiguously, and swept the fish and the moon.

"Have you read the book "Cao Thief"?"

As soon as these words came out, Yu Zhaoyue's little face turned red involuntarily.

"I've heard of it, but I haven't had the chance to see it." Li Mo's expression was as usual.

At that time, the five famous novels "Cao Thief" published by Justice Book Company were the first, and together with "Erlang and Sister-in-law", "Duck Mother Belt", "Apricot Fantasy" and "Oil in the World", they were called the five great justices, laying the foundation of Justice Book Company for thousands of years.

These five masterpieces can be said to be famous, affecting the abyss of later generations.

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

"In later generations, we inherited his hobby......" Huang Shulang grinned: "Therefore, the wife of the rich man is very popular with the surrounding ...... Love and esteem! ”

"As the days went by, the rich man relied on the connections accumulated by her wife to get bigger and bigger......"

"How did her wife build up contacts?"

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

Huang Shulang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he replied: "The eagle is full of burps......"

"What do you mean?"

"The chickens have eaten too much."

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Li Mo almost didn't choke on a mouthful of water, hurriedly covered the little fox's ears, and asked, "What does this have to do with that chicken?" ”

"The rich man suddenly broke out, and naturally he wanted his children and grandchildren to continue to be rich and prosperous...... So, he didn't know that he heard a way from there, if he raised spiritual pets at home, he could protect the peace of the house and be rich and rich. Huang Shulang sneered.

When Li Mo heard this, he was not surprised.

Among the demon hunters, there is indeed a way for ordinary people to keep spiritual pets in captivity.

For example, raising carp, loach, rooster, turtle and other animals, feeding in a special way, gathering aura, and changing feng shui can indeed play a role in protecting the home.

Especially like roosters, they are born with yang energy, some children walk at night and collide with the yin spirit, and some people will put the rooster's blood on the eyebrows, if it is black, it is good.

There are also some families who use the tail feathers of old roosters to make feather dusters and hang them in the main hall of the house, which can indeed ward off evil spirits and drive away evil.

Back then, when Feng Wannian was in Luofu Mountain, he often went down the mountain to collect chicken feathers, and sometimes the goods in his hand were not enough, so he went to the back mountain to catch some bald-tailed quails, stripped off all their hair, processed them, and made them into thirteen-year-old chicken feather dusters, which were sold at a high price and made great profits.

"The rich man entrusted someone and spent three thousand taels of silver to find a golden rooster ......," Huang Shulang said again.

If ordinary people raise roosters, according to the appearance, the golden rooster is the best.

The golden rooster, also known as the colorful chicken, pays attention to the red crown, green ears, golden back, green tail, brown belly, that is, the so-called big flower rooster.

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

This is followed by the red chicken, the white chicken and the black chicken.

In addition, other roosters are basically impossible to raise.

"Since the rich man bought the chicken, he has offered it as an ancestor, and every day he is fed with fine wine brewed from five grains, as well as precious medicinal materials such as mountain ginseng, refined hemp, and Ganoderma lucidum...... Every day, there is a special person to serve and bask in the sun, and every fifteenth, let it bathe in the mountain spring and absorb the moonlight......"

The weasel said in a deep voice: "In this way, the rich man's mind was all on the rooster, and in ten years, the family's business gradually fell into ruin......"

"The chicken was raised, and finally became a ...... But the family fortune has also been lost......"

At this moment, the rich man suddenly came to his senses, and he threw the loser's rooster directly into the mountain, and turned back to find his wife, who was already sick......

Speaking of this, Huang Shulang couldn't help sneering, revealing a sneering expression.

"Eating, drinking, and having fun think of chickens, and I think of my wife with the same feelings...... What is this called? ”

"Are you talking about chickens?" Yu Zhaoyue subconsciously asked.

"Why do you say that? Haven't we been talking about chickens all the time? Huang Shulang was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but be surprised.

When Yu Zhaoyue heard this, her little face flushed slightly.

"Go on......" Li Mo interrupted with a raised hand.

"That chicken was suddenly abandoned, and I was completely panicked......"

"I understand." Li Mo nodded.

It's like being thirty-five years old, with no other skills, and suddenly being dismissed by the yamen.

What's more, this rooster has grown up in a relatively comfortable environment since he was a child, and it is good to eat and drink, so it is not good to say......

"My lord, this is a pure waste." Huang Shulang gritted his teeth and said.

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

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

"Uh-huh??" Li Mo was stunned.

"This waste is simply a chicken feather on a bat......"

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

"What kind of bird is it that is on horseback?"

"My lord, do you think he doesn't bloom when he doesn't bloom......

"Huh!?"

"What a big head of garlic!"

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

"What does this mean, sir?" Huang Shulang was puzzled.

"What about you show your mother!?" Li Mo slapped the table: "Give me a good talk." ”

"Yes, yes......" Huang Shulang wiped the sweat from his head and hurriedly said: "This little waste has been used by me for two years, and the hair on my body is bald...... Who would have thought that he seemed to be obedient, but secretly cultivated ......"

Huang Shulang's face was cold: "After all, he was fed with yams, and he has some foundation...... But no matter how hard I tried, that little power was insignificant in front of me. ”

"One night, he sneaked away while I was not carrying it, and before leaving, he left a message......

"What?" Li Mo opened his mouth to ask, and gradually became curious about this bald chicken.

"Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty."

"Damn, he got it." Li Mo pursed his lips.

Since then, he's been coming every once in a while...... What do you keep saying about asking for wages? ”

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

"I raised him for more than two years in vain, and he even asked me for wages? It's really a ...... to dry peppercorns at the door of the collar house."

"Numb next door." Huang Shulang said coldly.

"Huh!?"

Li Mo raised his eyebrows, Huang Shulang was excited, hurriedly patted his mouth, and continued: "Although this little waste is not very strong, his escape skills are first-class, every time he is half dead by me, he can always escape......"

"But just half a year ago, this bald chicken didn't know what kind of creation he had, and his strength actually went straight to the realm of the second turn spirit demon......"

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

"Once he gains power, he no longer hides his form, and directly knocks on the door, showing off his might......"

Speaking of this, Huang Shulang was full of grievances: "This chicken is vicious, he won't beat me to death, he will keep his small life, and he will humiliate him every once in a while......."

"It's just that this bald chicken is the most happy...... I heard that when the rich man raised him, in order to boost his yang energy, he slept with bright oil and wax......"

"So ......"

As for this, the weasel's eyes were filled with tears: "This pervert...... I like to play with the trick of burning rattan armor soldiers......"

"The little cub door in the store, the hair on his body...... He had already burned it clean......"

"The little one...... There were injuries everywhere. ”

As soon as the words fell, Huang Shulang pointed to the crooked line of big characters on the beam, and suddenly bowed down in worship.

"My lord, you have to call the shots for the little ones."

"The bald chicken was so domineering that he even plundered the little lady and pretended to be a ...... Bed warmer ......"

Speaking of this, Huang Shulang couldn't cry anymore.

"Weasels give New Year's greetings to chickens, and they can't do it...... Kind of interesting......"

Li Mo muttered softly, looking at the crooked lines.

According to what Huang Shulang said, the rooster's cultivation has always been under it, and every time he is almost hanged and beaten, in just half a year, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and he is so strong that it must be against the sky.

"Looks like this little bald chicken has got some chances...... Flying to the mountain......" Li Mo thought thoughtfully.

Thinking of the origin of Feilai Mountain, perhaps this little bald chicken discovered some secret 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 him on time every day to say goodbye, just like going to work, if we are a little late, we will call you with a big ear scraper......"

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

"Got it, take me to see it tomorrow." Li Mo nodded.

"Thank you, sir." Huang Shulang was pleasantly surprised and kowtowed again and again.

Nothing was said 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?"

"Your Excellency, you forgot...... That's a rooster, it gets up earlier than anyone else......" Huang Shulang smiled bitterly.

According to the rules of the rooster, every day he must see a clump 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 that." Huang Shulang chuckled.

"Huh!?"

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

"I'm doing this for their good, too."

“……”

Li Mo was speechless, hugged the little fox who was still asleep, 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 afar, illuminating the mountains red.

The heat wave rushed and blew away a lot of the mountain chill.

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

This kind of battle is really too eye-catching.

"Adults don't know, this bald chicken is the most fire-loving, and he can't sleep without lighting the lamp, and the hole is even brighter......"

Huang Shulang said in a deep voice: "Last time, he opened Tian's grace and let my wife come back, I heard that this bald chicken has nothing to do and likes to play with candles." ”

"Huh!?"

"You go and call the door." Li Mo stood in the distance, urging Huang Shulang, who hesitated slightly, faced the firelight, and walked to the mountain gate.

Knock knock knock......

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

"Bald chicken, your grandfather has come to give you a funeral."

Huang Shulang had the confidence and shouted angrily, as if he had vented all the anger and grievances that had accumulated on weekdays.

Bang......

As soon as the words fell, the towering stone gate shattered violently, and the terrifying demonic energy poured out from the cave like a frenzied tide, directly sending Huang Shulang flying out.

Flames struck him like whips, and immediately blood was dripping and his skin was fleshy.

Huang Shulang screamed miserably and slammed into the stone wall in the distance, and the demonic qi in his body was almost scattered.

"Who's calling the door?"

At this moment, in the faint light of the fire, an elongated shadow slowly extended from the cave.

In the smoke and dust, a young man stepped out, dressed in a colorful flower robe, and the only three strands of hair on his bare head swayed in the wind, showing grace.

"No one?"

The young man looked left and right, but he didn't see half a figure.

"Are you blind on horseback?"

Inside the stone wall, Huang Shulang broke free and wanted to pull himself out, but when he heard this, a mouthful of old blood gushed out and scolded.

"Huh!? It turned out to be you? ”

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

"Huang Laogou, you have an itchy butt, come to give me an offering?"

"Broke your bladder!"

The young man let out a low shout, and the fierce demonic aura rose to the sky, turning into a giant tail and slapping directly at Huang Shulang.

"It's a little interesting, you actually have some Luofu Mountain kung fu on you."

At this moment, a slow voice resounded slowly, and in the cold mountain wind, Li Mo stepped out in one step, his body was rampant, and he easily smashed through the huge giant tail phantom......

In the swaying and agitating demonic aura, Li Mo appeared directly in front of the three-haired young man!!

I'm going to work hard in July!!

(End of chapter)