This knife was probably left by Chen Shu's great-grandfather, who was a famous butcher in Shili and Eight Townships, and he was very good at killing pigs with one hand, and the white knife went in and the red knife came out, and it didn't take much effort to kill one.

The people in the village were willing to invite him, and they didn't need to spend any money, just slaughter an animal and share a few catties of meat.

Later, the family was prosperous, and the butcher's business was no longer done.

It's just that this knife is not idle - it's like the company has a weekend off, and you can't.

In the end, it became the service of the old Chen family, and the grandfather set the rules: this knife must see blood every day, and it must be nourished with spiritual thoughts every day.

Since then, I have been following the rules, and this has become a habit.

By now, it has been three generations.

It's just that in the earliest days, the family was wealthy, and the family was prosperous, and they could still serve with live poultry every day, but in Chen Shu's generation, it became a single passon, and he almost didn't have any contact with other distant places, so he had to use some pig's blood to make do with it.

Pull out the pig-killing knife from the table.

The blade is 70 centimeters long, and it is getting wider and wider from the handle to the tip, only about 3 centimeters at its narrowest point, and nearly 6 centimeters wide at the tip.

There are very obvious signs of use on the hilt, the wooden handle is full of bump marks, so much blood stained that the original color can no longer be seen, and now it is a black that does not look clean.

But the blade of the knife is extremely bright, and it can even faintly reflect the appearance of a person.

There is a blood groove about two centimeters deep in the cross-section, and after stabbing the pig's heart, the blood is released very quickly, and it is said that after the knife is pulled out, there is no blood on it.

Although Chen Shu has never seen this knife to kill pigs, no matter how you look at it, this can be called a good knife - at least a good knife to kill pigs.

It's just that after three generations, this knife still hasn't shown the slightest extraordinary.

Chen Shu didn't have any hope, and he continued to do this, or because his father loved to talk about this thing the most in the past, so he simply kept doing it.

Coupled with his current strength, in fact, there is no need for it.

"Ugh."

Lifting the knife, Chen Shu gently cut the pig's blood, the texture was already soft, and he couldn't see whether the knife was sharp, so he gently wiped the cut pig's blood along both sides of the knife.

And in this process, Chen Shu also divided a stream of spiritual thoughts, all of which were integrated into the blade of the knife, containing this pig-killing knife.

After about ten minutes, Chen Shucai put the pig-killing knife back in its original position.

Apparently.

Even after becoming a god, there was still no reaction to what should have happened, but fortunately, Chen Shu didn't have much hope, so he wasn't disappointed.

But he didn't notice that not long after putting the pig-killing knife back in the cabinet, a faint spiritual light flashed on the blade......

I took out another piece of tofu, and with the used pig's blood, I simply fried a tofu pig's blood, and then paired it with a bowl of rice, and a simple dinner was completed.

Should it be said or not.

It's easy to say, but the taste is excellent, and it goes well with rice.

My sister is right, if he can ask God normally, he will definitely be a spirit chef too.

But when I was a child, my sister always wanted to be a fire master, but in the end, she somehow embarked on the path of a spirit kitchen.

The good news is that his appetite and sense of taste have not been affected in any way, which is a good thing; The bad news is that his meal has gone up a lot, and he hasn't cooked enough.

After comforting himself to eat less at night and cleaning up, Chen Shu returned to his house.

Without rushing to cultivate, he first sat down at the table, took out the diary from the drawer, and kissed the paper lightly with the tip of the pen:

"On the first day of becoming a god, I felt good."

"My mind became so clear that I could feel it going on all the time."

"At the same time, I have the ability to feel the sense when I hear others talk about me."

"Having absorbed an apostle, I guess I can't find a better way to describe it."

"I also bought a lot of books, and I hope to finish them soon."

Although no one stipulates that the diary must be written every day, Chen Shu is willing to write more when he wants to.

So far.

Chen Shucai sat cross-legged on the bed, the unity of heaven and man, absorbing spiritual thoughts for cultivation.

And at this moment, Chen Shu's face was slightly stunned, and there seemed to be a distant voice in his ears, like Zhang Teng's voice.

After listening carefully.

"Liu Wei?"

"Southern suburbs? Shadows become spirits? Evil spirits? ”

"It turns out that it's not groundless, there are really evil spirits near the community?"

"Zhang Teng's luck is really good."

He muttered a few words in a low voice, and at once he figured out what was going on.

……

Beyond God's.

"This is the request of my life!"

Zhang Teng's face showed a humble expression, and he looked at Jiang Zheng, who had bailed him out, worshipping the Buddha with both hands.

Jiang Zheng: "......"

Then he waved his hand: "Don't say it, don't say it." ”

"It's not a glorious thing, who do I talk to?"

"But you should be glad that you just signed a contract with the Yuanmu Divine Spirit, and it just so happens that people can use you, otherwise Officer Liu wouldn't be so easy to talk to!"

Zhang Teng nodded hurriedly.

Jiang Zheng still couldn't help but complain: "You kid is bold enough, can't you see the badge of the gods?" ”

"Dare to touch the tiger's buttocks?"

Zhang Teng's old face flushed: "Accident, accident..."

It's not that he's not strong-willed.

They're so big!

Coupled with the mentality of the poor who are getting rich, he didn't hold back for a while, but once he went in, it was a wake-up call for him, not every time his luck can be so good.

If there is a next time, the detention and the file will not be mentioned, and the university that he was finally admitted to will be expelled directly.

Zhang Teng suddenly thought of something at this time and asked, "What about Chen Shu?" ”

Jiang Zheng rolled his eyes: "People have long since left." ”

"When I was inside just now, Officer Liu asked him and asked me to remind him to file as soon as possible, including his divine transformation......

"Let's not talk about that."

Jiang Zheng looked inside: "Didn't you say when you would leave?" ”

"Just for a moment."

Zhang Teng said: "Shadow evil spirits are almost always active in the middle of the night, and this evil spirit is also very cunning, as if it already has the strength to approach the level of the wandering god. ”

"Without the ability of the Eye Spirit, it is difficult to locate it."

"It just so happened that the far-eyed divine master in their house was withdrawn, and I appeared......"

Jiang Zheng sighed: "It's so lucky." ”

"Didn't you say where it was?"

"It seems to be the southern suburbs."

"Can you do it? The contract was just signed today. ”

"It should work."

Speaking of this, Zhang Teng was energetic: "I'm afraid you don't know how strong the Yuanmu God is, I tried it today, tsk, that taste..."

"Those who haven't tried it will never understand."

"Our ruins should be stable this time."

Jiang Zheng listened, but he could only envy in his heart.

The talents of sensory masters are not common, and the eyes are the most rare, and one out of a hundred people is considered good.

He is the kind of person who has no talent in this area, and if he does, it is not difficult to find a god with a far-eyed god and sign a contract with him.

Coldly, Jiang Zheng asked:

"You really didn't see that?"

Zhang Teng: "......"

"If I see it, can I still come out......

What the two of them didn't know was that after he said the name of "Chen Shu", their next conversation all entered Chen Shu's ears.

The names of the deities should not be mentioned lightly.

The gods are staring at you.