The wind kept whispering in my ears, my body went up and down, and the chickens and dead ghosts below became smaller and smaller in my sight.

I really want to find out my big golden lock to give the chicken king a hard time, but I am weak, this chicken king bites really accurately, and restricts my key point, must have calculated the position in advance.

Until it took me up the hill and it let go of me in the air.

"Oops!"

I saw strange rocks towering below, sharp and sharp stones everywhere, and a pointed and erected long stone beneath me, I quickly used my true qi, anyway, when I reached the top of the mountain, those jailers couldn't see my ability.

I flipped in mid-air and stood firmly on the ground, all the while reaching for my lock.

Now I don't think about it in my head, I can only fight to the death.

The Rooster landed across from me, and he stared at me for a long time, but he never made any move, and I thought that at this moment he must have enjoyed watching my enemy fall into his hands, enjoying every step of his revenge.

I grew more and more uneasy from the torment of this tickling moment, and shouted at it, "Come on! ”

The Rooster pointed to the golden lock in my hand with his sharp beak, nodded continuously, and pointed to the place behind me.

"What do you mean? You're saying that this is my burial place, and you want me to choose a deep burial place for myself? ”

I looked at it dissatisfied, and if I really wanted to die, I just wanted it to give me a good time, and I didn't want to be so torturous with patience.

The Rooster shook his head, took a few steps closer to me, and suddenly flapped his wings.

I dodged behind a boulder, and when I didn't see the King of Chickens chasing after me, I poked my head out to see that it had flapped away the gravel on the ground with its wings, and was scratching something on the ground with its grip.

"What the hell are you going to do? Give me a spell before you die? ”

I was really tormented by it, but after the chicken king finished drawing, he took a few steps back, pointed his head to the ground, and motioned for me to take a look.

I was afraid that it would be deceitful, so I endured it for a moment before I cautiously approached it, and saw a place where weeds and wild vines grew on the ground, and those thick vines seemed to cover the mouth of a cave.

I don't understand, "You want me to die in a cave?" I looked up at the Rooster.

It shook its head, screamed again behind me, flew over my head, and landed behind me.

I turned around quickly, sneak attack, I'm more skilled than you.

After turning around, I saw that the chicken king barked at me twice, but it still had no intention of attacking me, and it turned its head and walked forward.

I thought about it, followed it, and rounded a small hill to a place overgrown with vines.

In front of me is a raised hillock, look closely at it turned out to be a small cave, the mouth of the cave is covered with black vines thicker than a human waist, I got closer and reached out to touch it, obviously bare vines without spikes, but instantly sucked my fingers, I forcefully withdrew my hand, and then saw that the fingers were red and swollen, had been sucked and bleeding.

In an instant, the vine branches swayed upwards and began to become thicker, could it just be that a few drops of my blood were stained and urged the vine branches to grow?

The Rooster kept scratching his paws and cooing in his mouth, as if he had a great hatred for the vine.

My mind moved, this place is very similar to the image that the King of Chickens just drew up, could it be that it has a request for me?

I turned around and asked, "You want me to help you?" ”

The Rooster nodded.

"You want to go inside, don't you, what's in there?"

I asked again, and the chicken king didn't row again, but just wailed a few times at the hole behind the vine branches, and I heard what seemed to be a response from the hole, and it sounded the same rooster croaking.

Could it be that there is also a golden feather chicken trapped here? Is it his chicken and grandson?

Seeing that I understood its intentions, the Rooster King took the initiative to approach me and pointed to the ghost suppression treasure lock in my hand with his grabber, which means that this thing can break the vines at the entrance of the cave.

I'm still not sure, as a Huangquan postman, it is my duty to help people, and the same is true for helping chickens, but after I help it, will it go back on its word and seek revenge on me.

"You can help you!" I deliberately wiped the treasure lock in my hand with the corner of my clothes, causing the chicken king to keep looking at it, "But I have a word first, after I help you, the account between us will be cleared, and you can't seek revenge from me again!" ”

The chicken king didn't think about it, nodded quickly at me, and at the same time, raised his left paw and slapped it violently on a big stone, leaving a blood-red paw print.

It pointed to the stone and motioned for me to pat it too, and I looked at the small and thin sharp stones that protruded from the stone, and the slap was certain to bleed, but since it had this request I would fulfill it, and the strange ritual did seem more convincing.

I raised my hand is a palm, in order to be able to shoot bleeding with a palm, I used ten percent of the force, the boulder shook slightly, cracking a gap, I was a little stupid, I didn't expect my strength to become so strong after fusing the power of the golden lock.

The Rooster cooed, as if he was amazed at the strength he had shown me.

In this way, on a half-high boulder, a man and a chicken, formed a covenant, and turned enemies into friends.

I touched one end of the golden lock and motioned for the Chicken King to stand back, though we had just resolved our grudge, we hadn't become friends yet, and I didn't want to leave my back to him when I removed the vine branches.

The Rooster took a few steps back, and hurried me restlessly, and I walked to the mouth of the cave, and tried to rub the other end of the golden lock lightly on the vine branch, which retracted as quickly as if its delicate skin had been burned by fire, and it became thinner.

There was a door, and I had a pleasure, and I went up and down the vine branches around the perimeter, and the intertwined vine branches continued to retract, becoming thinner and thinner, and finally, all the vine branches were roped into one main branch, and became a small wooden stick about half a foot long, and the obstacle at the entrance of the cave was lifted.

King of the Chickens. Happily reaching the entrance of the cave, he barked a few times, and in a short time two sparrow-sized chickens jumped out.

It turned out that the chicken king was to save his child, looking at the cute chick, my heart also melted, and then, there was a vibration under my feet, and another huge golden feather chicken appeared at the entrance of the cave, which squeezed the hole with difficulty and crawled out.

This golden feather chicken is similar to the appearance of the chicken king, but the comb is smaller, the feathers are more soft and golden, and the body is beautiful, and it can be judged at a glance that it is a female golden feather chicken.

The king hen was very beautiful in appearance, but when she saw me, she cooed a few times, and her throat twitched.

I knew by looking at the way it looked that it was hungry.