Tomb Raider: Summon Uncle Nine at the Beginning, Wrath of Xiangxi

Lin Muye also walked to the table and sat down. He didn't want to waste time talking to the old herbalist, so he came straight to the point and stated his purpose.

"Old man, to be honest, we came here this time to borrow your chicken!"

After saying that, he took a look at the angry chicken in the cage.

The old herbalist looked Lin Muye up and down and said, "No!"

Lin Muye turned his head to look at Hua Ling. Hua Ling understood and took out two small bags of salt from the medicine box behind her and handed them to Lin Muye.

Lin Muye put the salt on the table and said, "If you can lend me your chicken, these two bags of salt will belong to you. Afterwards, I will have someone send two baskets of salt as a thank you. How about it?"

One basket of salt and goods can make Rong Baoyixiao risk his life to take them into Pingshan, let alone two baskets of salt?

Hearing this, the old herbalist also swallowed his saliva and looked at the two bags of salt on the table.

But then he seemed to think of something, and quickly waved his hand and said: "No! This chicken, I can't give it to you!"

Seeing that several people seemed puzzled, he continued: "It's not that I don't know how to embarrass you, young people, have you ever heard that a dog doesn't live for eight years, and a chicken doesn't live for six years?"

When Lin Muye heard the old herbal farmer's words, he turned his head and looked at Uncle Jiu beside him. Uncle Jiu nodded, stepped forward, and said: "A dog doesn't live for eight years, and a chicken doesn't live for six years. It comes from "Yi Yao", which says that those who are unreasonable are all monsters. And this sentence says "Dogs cannot be kept for more than eight years, and chickens cannot be kept for more than six years."

"Dogs and chickens cannot be kept for too many years. If they are allowed to live too long, they will come into contact with people every day, listen to people talking, and watch people's every move. Over time, they will gradually understand human nature. Sooner or later, they will become spirits and monsters, and bring disaster to the world."

When the old herbal farmer heard this, he looked at Uncle Jiu in amazement. He didn't expect that this middle-aged man who had been following the young man without saying a word and had an unremarkable appearance had such knowledge! He couldn't help but look at Lin Muye a few more times and said, "Since you know, then you should know that my chicken is a Baoji!"

Lin Muye heard him say this and said, "No, old man, you don't even know what it is, why are you still occupying it? It's not a Baoji, it's a different species from heaven and earth!"

When the old herbalist heard this, his eyes fixed, his face was annoyed, and he said, "What do you mean?"

Lin Muye continued, "All chickens in the world have eyelids that grow in the opposite way to humans. Human eyelids are on the top, while chicken eyelids are on the bottom. Old man, why don't you take a look at how the chicken's eyelids grow?"

When the old herbalist heard this, he turned his head and saw that the rooster's eyelids were like humans, growing on the top! He was immediately horrified and asked, "Why is that?"

Lin Muye said, "Because it's not a poultry."

The old herbal farmer was immediately interested and asked, "What is that?"

Lin Muye continued, "There has been a legend of the Phoenix in Xiangxi since ancient times, and many place names are related to the ancient Phoenix legend, just like this place, named Nuqing County! Nuqing means the sound of a phoenix! And the eyelids are on top, so it's a phoenix!"

"This rooster is a rare phoenix species in the world! Although it has a chicken name, it can't be explained by common sense. It is only in Nuqing County, Xiangxi, the whole world. Nuqing Chicken!"

The old herbalist rolled his eyes and said, "If that's the case, then my chicken is a divine object, so I can't give it to you."

Lin Muye was not surprised and continued, "If it is a divine object, it has the ability to choose its owner. If you keep it here, it may cause trouble! Why don't you give it to us?"

The old herbalist pondered for a moment, his thoughts surging. He was originally a disciple of Jinzhai Leitan, belonging to one of the Taoist sects. He believed in the saying that divine objects choose their owners. He also knew that the words of the young man in front of him made sense, but after all, he had raised a divine object for many years, and he was unwilling to give it to someone else.

So he said, "Since you've said this, I'll make a bet with you. Whoever can call the chicken out of the cage today will get it!"

Lin Muye saw that his goal had been achieved, and said lightly, "It's a deal!"

The old herbalist glanced at Lin Muye, stopped talking, went back to the house, took out a huge Ganoderma lucidum, walked to the door of the chicken coop, took the Ganoderma lucidum in his hand, and tempted the angry chicken: "Cluck, come and eat, I got your favorite Ganoderma lucidum."

Lin Muye stood next to the partridge whistle and said softly, "Partridge whistle, you will..."

The old herbalist at the door of the chicken coop looked anxious at this time. For some reason, the angry chicken had no interest in the Ganoderma lucidum in his hand today. It just stared at him with its eyes wide open, and had no intention of coming out.

Seeing this, Partridge Whistle couldn't help but look at Lin Muye a few more times.

It turned out that Lin Muye had told him that the old man would not succeed, and that he would need to imitate the golden eagle's hunting skills.The sound of the time attracted the angry chicken to come out.

Queqiao Shao was so smart that he understood Lin Muye's meaning in an instant, so he agreed.

Now seeing that things were developing as Lin Muye said, he did not dare to hesitate, walked a few steps to the door of the chicken coop, squatted down, covered his mouth and nose with his left hand, lifted his gray cloth Taoist robe with his right hand, and fluttered it up and down, and gradually bursts of golden eagle calls came out of his mouth.

The old herbalist was also frightened by Queqiao Shao's move, secretly thinking that it was not good, and quickly turned his head to look at the angry chicken.

Sure enough, after hearing the sound of the golden eagle's call from Queqiao Shao, the angry chicken became restless, spread its huge wings, paced back and forth in the cage, and looked around.

Queqiao Shao imitated the call of the golden eagle while slowly retreating.

As expected, the angry chicken was attracted by the partridge whistle and slowly walked out of the cage. After leaving the cage, the angry chicken immediately spread its wings and flew straight to the partridge whistle.

Seeing this, the partridge whistle stopped his ventriloquism, turned around and picked up a huge bamboo basket on the ground, directly caught the flying angry chicken, quickly covered the frame, put it on his back, and stood back beside Lin Muye.

The old herbalist was shocked when he saw this scene. The method of the partridge whistle was rare, and Lin Muye, who could be the leader of these strange people, must be extraordinary.

The old herbalist's silly son was also surprised at this time, muttering: "God! He is a god!..."

Lin Muye saw that he had obtained the Angry Sky Chicken, and he also clasped his fists to the old herbalist and said: "Old man, thank you! We will take this Angry Sky Chicken away!"

After hearing Lin Muye's words, the old herbalist came back to his senses from his shock, and hurriedly clasped his fists and said: "I came to Beiji Mountain to pay my respects, Beiji Mountain is full of purple air. There are 72 famous mountains in the heart of the sky, but only this mountain is shining with golden light."

Lin Muye heard the old herbalist's jargon, and also remembered that the old herbalist was a disciple of Jinzhai Leitan.

At this time of chaos in the world, among the 72 trades, each trade has its own mountain.

There are 72 big mountains and 36 small mountains.

People in the rivers and lakes often use some jargons and cuts to identify each other's identities.

The Beiji Mountain mentioned by the old herbalist is the mountain of Jinzhai Leimen! This Jinzhai Leimen is also considered one of the Taoist sects, and it has some reputation in the local area, but it is not worth mentioning compared to the big mountains such as Banshan and Xiangling.

So Lin Muye clasped his fists and said: "If you want to visit a mountain, you should visit Kunlun Mountain. There are many immortals on Kunlun Mountain. Changsheng is higher than Kunlun, and the loyalty on the mountain is soaring to the sky."

After that, he led everyone to turn around and leave, leaving only the old herbalist with a dull look, muttering to himself: "Changsheng Mountain Bandit!"

Lin Muye did not pretend to be Xiangling, but he was too lazy to get entangled with the old herbalist, so he reported the name of Changsheng Mountain. Besides, he also worked with Chen Yulou, the head of Xiangling, so it was not considered pretending.

Queqiao Shao also looked at Lin Muye in surprise, but after thinking about it, he understood that in this Xiangxi area, the name of Changsheng Mountain was indeed more useful.