The founder of all religions

The pheasants flew to the mountains to hide, and Huang Shulang held his head and cried!

Huang Shulang's eyes were filled with tears and his voice was trembling, as if all the accumulated grievances were pouring out like water.

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

"Chicken demon!?"

Li Mo looked Huang Shulang up and down, and couldn't help but said: "You are also a shopkeeper who came from Xuantian Pavilion. After turning around as a spirit demon...can't you beat a chicken demon?"

All things are born to support and restrain each other. Weasels are inherently restrained and feed on chickens.

Li Mo had seen it when he was a child. In the dead of night, the yellow man got into the big chicken coop, bit the chicken's neck, held it in his mouth like dry grass, and ran around to eat. It was so powerful that it was unimaginable.

The remaining chickens could only hide in the corner and tremble, not even daring to flutter.

This is natural restraint.

It stands to reason that Huang Shulang has a natural ability to suppress the chicken demon, not to mention that it is a spirit demon with a strong cultivation level. How can a chicken be bullied like this?

"Sir, that is not an ordinary chicken." Huang Shulang said with a face.

"Is there any other origin?"

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

"Speaking of which, this chicken demon's background is quite ordinary."

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

"However, this rich man has a good wife. Although her appearance is not stunning, her figure is graceful, which suits the taste of many people."

Having said this, Huang Shulang squinted his eyes, looked at Li Mo ambiguously, and then glanced at Yu Zhaoyue.

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

As soon as these words came out, Yu Zhaoyue's little face turned red for no reason.

"I've heard of it, but I've never had the opportunity to see it." Li Mo looked as usual.

The five most famous works published by Zhengyi Bookstore at that time, including "Cao Thief" and "Erlang and Sister-in-law", "Duck Mother Belt", "Fantasy of Apricot" and "Oil in the World", are collectively known as the Five Great Justices, which laid the foundation of Zhengyi Bookstore for thousands of years.

These five masterpieces are famous and have profound influence on future generations.

The protagonist of "Cao Thief" has four sons. The eldest son inherited his cunning, the second son inherited his bravery, the third son inherited his talent, and the fourth son inherited his intelligence...

"We in later generations have inherited his hobbies..." Huang Shulang grinned: "Therefore, the rich man's wife is very... loved by the people around him!"

"As time goes by, the wealthy family's business grows bigger and bigger relying on the connections accumulated by his wife..."

"How did her wife accumulate connections?"

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

Huang Shulang narrowed his eyes slightly and replied: "The eagle burps..."

"What's the meaning?"

"I ate too many chickens."

"Cough cough cough..." Li Mo almost choked on his mouthful of water, and quickly covered the little fox's ears and asked, "What does this have to do with that chicken?"

"The wealthy family suddenly became rich, and naturally wanted to have descendants and endless wealth... So, he didn't know where he heard a method. If he raised a spiritual pet at home, he could protect the peace of the family and continue to have wealth. ." Huang Shulang sneered.

When Li Mo heard this, he was not surprised.

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

Most people will definitely not be able to raise a true spiritual pet, but they can still do it by raising animals like carps, loaches, roosters, turtles, and so on. They can be fed in special ways to gather spiritual energy and change the feng shui. , can indeed play a role in protecting the home.

Especially those like roosters, who are born with abundant yang energy. Some children walk at night and bump into the yin spirit. Some people will put rooster blood on the eyebrows. If it turns black, it will be fine.

Some people also use the tail feathers of old roosters to make feather dusters and hang them in the main hall of their homes, which can indeed ward off evil spirits.

Back then, when Feng Wannian was in Luofu Mountain, he often went down the mountain to collect chicken feathers. Sometimes when he didn't have enough, he would go to the back mountain to catch some bald-tailed quails, strip them of their hair, process them, and make them into ten pieces. A three-year-old feather duster was sold at a high price and made a huge profit.

"The rich man asked someone to spend three thousand taels of silver to find a golden rooster..." Huang Shulang said again.

If ordinary people raise roosters, in terms of appearance, golden roosters are the best.

The so-called golden rooster is also called a five-color rooster. It has a red crown, green ears, golden back, green tail and brown belly, which is the so-called big flower rooster.

This kind of rooster is the easiest to become a sperm, and it can channel spirits after being raised for a long time.

Followed by red chicken, white chicken and black chicken.

Apart from this, other roosters are basically impossible to raise.

"Since the rich man bought the chicken, he has treated it as an ancestor. He feeds it every day with fine wine made from grains, as well as rare medicinal materials such as wild ginseng, sesame, Ganoderma lucidum... There is a dedicated person to serve him every day. Let it bask in the sun, and let it bathe in mountain springs and absorb moonlight every fifteenth day..."

Weasel said in a deep voice: "Just like that, the rich man's thoughts were all focused on that rooster. Over the past ten years, the family's business gradually collapsed..."

"The chicken was raised and finally became a spirit...but the family fortune was also ruined..."

"At this moment, the rich man suddenly realized that he threw the prodigal rooster directly into the mountains and went back to find his wife who was already full of diseases..."

Speaking of this, Huang Shulang couldn't help but sneer and show a look of disdain.

"When eating, drinking and having fun, I think of chickens, and when I share the same pain and suffering, I think of my wife... What is this?"

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

"Why do you say this, sir? Haven't we been talking about chickens all the time?" Huang Shulang was stunned for a moment and said in surprise.

Yu Zhaoyue's face turned slightly red when he heard this.

"Keep talking..." Li Mo raised his hand to interrupt.

"The chicken was suddenly abandoned and completely panicked..."

"I understand." Li Mo nodded.

This is like being suddenly fired by the government at the age of thirty-five with no other skills. Anyone would be panicked. It is simply driving people to death.

What's more, this rooster has been growing up in a relatively comfortable environment since he was a child, and he is provided with good food and drink, to put it mildly...

"Sir, this is a pure waste." Huang Shulang gritted his teeth.

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

"Who would have thought that this loser eats more than a pig, only works ten hours a day and wants to sleep, and yet he needs wages? What the hell is wages?"

"Huh!??" Li Mo was stunned.

"This piece of trash is like a bat with chicken feathers..."

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

"What kind of bird is pretending to be riding a horse?"

"Sir, do you think it's because the narcissus doesn't bloom..."

"Um!?"

"What a big show of pretense!"

"Is the tadpole a tadpole with a frog tattoo on its body?" Li Mo rolled his eyes and said solemnly.

"Sir, what does this mean?" Huang Shulang asked puzzled.

"Where are you showing off your mother!?" Li Mo slapped the table: "Speak to me properly."

"Yes, yes..." Huang Shulang wiped the sweat from his head and said quickly: "I have used this little waste for two years, and the hair on his body is all bald... Who would have thought that he seemed to be obedient, but secretly he was... Practice secretly..."

Huang Shulang's face was cold: "After all, he was raised on yams and has some foundation... But no matter how hard he works, his strength is insignificant in front of me."

"One night, he sneaked away secretly while I was ignoring him. Before he left, he left a message..."

"What are you talking about?" Li Mo asked, gradually becoming curious about this bald chicken.

"Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river, don't bully young people into poverty."

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

"Since then, he has been coming here to challenge me every now and then... and he keeps asking for wages."

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

"I have raised him for more than two years in vain, and he still asks me for wages? It's really like peppers are drying in front of the house..."

"The next door is numb." Huang Shulang said coldly.

"Um!?"

Li Mo raised his eyebrows, and Huang Shulang trembled. He quickly patted his mouth and continued: "Although this little waste is not very strong, his escape skills are top-notch. Every time he is half-dead by me, he always Can escape..."

"But just half a year ago, this bald chicken didn't know what kind of fortune it was, and its strength actually reached the realm of the second-level spirit demon..."

Huang Shulang finally got to the point, and a hint of shudder flashed through his narrow and condensed eyes.

"Once he gained power, he stopped hiding and came directly to show off his power..."

Speaking of this, Huang Shulang was full of grievances: "This chicken is vicious, but he won't beat me to death. He will keep the little one alive and humiliate me every now and then..."

"It just so happens that this bald chicken likes fire the most...I heard that when the wealthy family raised him, in order to boost his yang energy, he would light bright wax while sleeping..."

"so……"

At this point, there were tears in Weasel's eyes: "This pervert... likes to play with the fire-burning vine armor soldiers the most..."

"The little kid in the store, the hair on his body... has been burned clean by him..."

"The little one...has injuries everywhere."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Shulang pointed at the crooked line of large characters on the beam, and suddenly leaned down to worship.

"Sir, you have to make the decision for me."

"That bald chicken was so tyrannical that he even robbed the young ladies and used them as... bed-warmers..."

At this point, Huang Shulang burst into tears.

"The weasel pays New Year's greetings to the rooster, and he doesn't know what he can do...it's kind of interesting..."

Li Mo murmured softly, looking at the crooked characters.

According to what Huang Shulang said, the rooster's cultivation level has always been below him, and he was almost beaten while hanging. In just half a year, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds. It must be a chance to be so arrogant.

"It seems that this little bald chicken got some opportunities... flew to the mountain..." Li Mo thought thoughtfully.

Thinking of the origin of Feilai Mountain, maybe 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 requires us to go to him on time every day to greet him, just like a worker. If we are late for a moment and a half, he will yell at you..."

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

"I know, take me to have a look tomorrow." Li Mo nodded.

"Thank you, sir." Huang Shulang was overjoyed and kowtowed repeatedly.

A night of silence.

The next day, before dawn, Huang Shulang woke up Li Mo. 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?"

"Sir, you forgot... that's a rooster, it gets up earlier than anyone else..." Huang Shulang said with a bitter smile.

According to the rooster's rules, greetings must be given every day before he wakes up, and as soon as he opens his eyes, he will see a nest of yellow skins.

"That's too early."

"Actually, it's not too early. When he was working here, I asked him to get up earlier than this." Huang Shulang chuckled.

"Um!?"

"Strict requirements on subordinates are also to train them and let them grow up quickly through training." Huang Shulang said righteously.

"I'm doing this for their own good."

"..."

Li Mo was speechless. He hugged the sleeping little fox 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 deep in the mountains. A bright torch can be seen from a long way away, illuminating the mountainside red.

The heat wave was blowing away, but it blew away a lot of the chill in the mountains.

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

This formation is really too eye-catching.

"You don't know, sir, but this bald chicken likes fire the most. It can't sleep unless a lamp is lit. The cave is even brighter..."

Huang Shulang said in a deep voice: "Last time, he opened Tian'en and let my wife come back. I heard that this bald chicken likes to play with candles."

"Um!?"

"Go and call the door." Li Mo stood in the distance and urged Huang Shulang. The latter hesitated slightly and walked to the mountain gate facing the firelight.

Dong dong dong...

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

"Bald Chicken, your grandpa is here to pay your respects."

Huang Shulang gained the confidence and shouted angrily, seeming to vent all the anger and grievances he had accumulated in his daily life.

boom……

As soon as he finished speaking, the towering stone door exploded suddenly, and the terrifying demonic energy surged out from the cave like a frenzy, directly knocking Huang Shulang away.

Rays of fire struck his body like whips, and blood immediately dripped from his body, and his skin and flesh were torn.

Huang Shulang screamed and slammed into the stone wall in the distance, almost all the demonic energy in his body was dispersed.

"Who's calling the door?"

At this moment, in the dim light of the fire, a long shadow slowly extended from the cave.

Amidst the diffuse smoke, a young man stepped out. He was wearing a colorful floral robe, and the only three hairs on his bald head were swaying in the wind, showing his elegance.

"no one?"

The young man looked around, but didn't see a single figure.

"Did you get blinded by riding on a horse?"

Inside the stone wall, Huang Shulang struggled to pull himself out. After hearing this, a mouthful of old blood spurted out and he cursed loudly.

"Huh!? So it's you?"

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

"Huang Laogou, your butt is itchy, do you want to come and offer me a sacrifice?"

"It broke your guts!"

The boy shouted low, and the fierce demonic aura rose into the sky, turning into a giant tail and slapping Huang Shulang directly.

"It's interesting, you actually have some Luofu Mountain skills."

At this moment, a scornful voice resounded, and in the cold mountain wind, Li Mo stepped out with his body, and easily smashed through the huge shadow of the giant tail...

In the swaying demonic aura, Li Mo appeared directly in front of the three-haired boy! ! !

I will work hard in July! ! !