Chapter 114: The chickens at Jinjiling are still chickens, so why don’t they lay eggs? (6k)

In some ancient customs, people have to hold a stick in their hands when they are buried in order to drive away the evil dogs in the Evil Dog Ridge.

Plates filled with grains are placed inside the coffin and on the chest of the deceased, for the purpose of crossing the Golden Rooster Mountain.

"This is the Golden Rooster. Why are there only roosters?"

The Black and White Impermanence didn't notice at first, and Lu Wenwu rushed out and disappeared into the flock of chickens.

The energy and blood in his body suddenly spread out, and a circle of blood-colored ripples spread out with his body as the center.

The large number of chickens that had originally surrounded them were instantly blasted away for an unknown distance by this blood-red circle, leaving only a pile of chicken feathers on the ground.

Lu Wenwu accurately pinched the wings of the two golden roosters, one in each hand, picked them up, and brought them in front of him.

The originally aggressive rooster became as quiet as a chick in Lu Wenwu's hands, trembling all over.

It was only because they felt the breath that was like their natural enemy, and the terrifying smile that made their souls tremble.

Lu Wenwu grinned viciously and said, "Tell me! Where did you hide your wives and children? Give your Fifth Master 10,000 eggs immediately, and I will leave. Otherwise..."

He stomped his feet violently, and wild energy and blood surged up. The blazing light instantly burned a large number of golden roosters not far away.

This is the power of the sun's true fire!

The moment the Sun's True Fire appeared, even the surrounding ghosts subconsciously picked up their weapons and took defensive postures as if facing a powerful enemy.

This is the power of the sun!

A complete anti-ghost attack!

Why is this Jinjiling?

What is so special about the Golden Rooster?

Isn’t it because of the crowing of the golden rooster that we are barely able to get a glimpse of the sun’s radiance?

Now, the true power of the sun has erupted, and even the Black and White Impermanence have to be on high alert for fear of getting into trouble.

These two are just one pair of partners among the countless impermanence in the underworld.

Compared with Fan Wujiu and Xie Bian, who are able to see through heaven and earth in myths and legends, there is a difference between them, like a firefly and the bright moon.

The moment the breath of the sun's true fire erupted, all the golden roosters on the entire Golden Rooster Mountain seemed to have pressed the pause button, and they dared not move like wooden chickens.

Except for the two that Lu Wenwu was holding.

They are shaking uncontrollably and are almost scared to death!

The talkative Hei Wuchang who had brought Lu Wenwu here was almost scared to death by him.

Use the power of the sun's true fire to intimidate all the golden roosters in the Golden Rooster Mountain and demand that they offer 10,000 eggs?

elder brother!

You are my brother!

Not to mention that this Jinji Mountain is full of roosters, there is not a single hen.

Even if they really exist, they are just souls generated by the rules of this place. They are not even real lives, so where do the eggs come from?

Lu Wenwu was still using threats and inducements on the two golden roosters.

Hei Wuchang struggled with this thought in his mind for a full ten seconds.

Finally, he made up his mind and said boldly, "Hey, brother, the chickens on Jinji Mountain are all roosters, and they don't lay eggs."

"What the hell? No hens? No eggs?"

Lu Wenwu was stunned for a moment, staring with wide eyes at the two frightened and listless golden roosters.

"You damn good-for-nothing! You don't even have an egg, what's the point of dying? Die for me!"

Lu Wenwu, who was furious, exerted force with both hands, and the two attacks that were pinched were actually crushed by his hands. They exploded like balloons and shattered into a ball of black mist that dissipated.

"You can't even make a roast chicken, you're such a loser!" Lu Wenwu's face was filled with indignation, and he cursed, "How can there be a loser like you! I'm really impressed."

Golden Rooster: “.”

Ghost Soldier: "."

Players: “.”

Black and White Impermanence: “.”

One of the ghosts, dressed in an extremely majestic manner, secretly sent a message to Bai Wuchang's soul: "Well, has he always been like this? According to the popular sayings of the mortal world, shouldn't we check his mental state?"

Bai Wuchang nodded expressionlessly. "Just now, when we were crossing the Vicious Dog Ridge, he tore apart quite a few vicious dogs with his bare hands. He even wanted to capture two females to breed with his own dogs?"

"That's a good idea, huh? But, didn't you ask him what kind of dog he has, and whether it can withstand the ghost dog?"

“Yes.”

"What are you raising?"

"Huo Dou."

“.”

“.”

"What the hell is he raising?!"

"Huo Dou."

"Goodbye! I'm leaving now! Take care, both of you!"

The mighty ghost soldier cursed and quickly drove away the souls of a group of players.

Before leaving, he glanced at Lu Wenwu stealthily, his eyes filled with fear and disbelief.

On the other side, Lu Wenwu looked at these golden chickens that could neither lay eggs nor be eaten, and the dissatisfaction in his eyes became more and more intense.

Damn, why is the underworld so dark?

Even the chickens don’t lay eggs!

It’s not possible to do so!

Hei Wuchang pulled him forward and asked, "Brother, what do you want eggs for?"

"Egg-filled pancakes," Lu Wenwu replied casually. "No, I can't bear it anymore! Brothers, let's stop here and rest for a while. I'll make some egg-filled pancakes for us!"

As he spoke, he didn't care whether the Black and White Impermanence agreed or not, and directly took out his mobile egg-filled pancake shop from his backpack.

Then he rushed in and started cooking using the "primitive" method.

Foods made with the sun's true fire and the devil's fire don't taste good.

Food cooked by the former generally has a burning sensation similar to that of chili peppers, while food cooked by the latter has a very strange and indescribable taste.

It might be good for certain dishes, but it's definitely not suitable for egg-filled pancakes.

Since Maomao is not around, we can only use the simple liquefied gas and charcoal stoves.

Lu Wenwu's action shocked all the souls and ghosts present.

Oh shit!

Set up a snack stall at the foot of Jinji Mountain!

You are really amazing!

This is the underworld!

This is not a tourist attraction in Mount Tai on earth!

Is it appropriate for you to do this?

However, Hei Wuchang and his partner Bai Wuchang just looked at each other, and silently agreed to Lu Wenwu's rest, and moved a stone to sit down on the spot.

What can I do if I don’t agree?

We can't afford to offend someone with this background, and we can't defeat him either, so let him be.

We walked quickly on Huangquan Road and Evil Dog Ridge before, so it didn't waste any time.

not to mention.

It seems that the underworld does not have any rules prohibiting picnics on the road.

The players nearby who were being chased and pecked by the golden roosters were almost going crazy. They looked at Lu Wenwu with red eyes filled with envy and jealousy.

Oh shit!

Why are we so miserable, but you can have the personal protection of the Black and White Impermanence and even camp on the spot?

Cheating!

This is blatant cheating!

Why do you, a bunch of ghosts and ghost officials, treat people differently?

Not fair at all!

but.

There's no point in being dissatisfied.

A kind-hearted ghost soldier publicly stated that if you were as awesome as Lu Wenwu, the Golden Rooster who could suppress an entire mountain of golden roosters by yourself, you could also have a picnic here as you pleased.

Then the unlucky child who had raised the question earlier was whipped by the ghost's iron chain and chased by a large group of golden roosters, climbing the vertical cliffs of Jinji Mountain at a life-or-death speed.

Countless players are angry but dare not speak out.

So do the Golden Roosters.

They are not real chickens though.

But when they saw Lu Wenwu breaking eggs one after another, an inexplicable anger rose in their hearts that they could not suppress.

As a result, those players who ran slowly suffered immediately.

Lu Wenwu is always in a good mood when making egg-filled pancakes.

If the chef is not happy during the cooking process, the food he makes will definitely not taste good.

Lu Wenwu hummed a cheerful tune while his hands moved swiftly, kneading the dough, frying, and baking, all in one go.

Soon, golden, crispy and fragrant egg-filled pancakes were made.

The previous frustration caused by the chickens on Jinji Mountain not laying eggs and the inability to make the special egg-filled pancakes for the underworld had long been forgotten.

A strange fragrance permeates the air.

At this moment, a scene even stranger than before appeared.

The originally ferocious golden roosters, upon sensing the egg-filled pancakes, suddenly stopped scratching and tearing at the players' souls, and stared intently at the tempting egg-filled pancakes.

The ghosts and the Black and White Impermanence were also staring intently, unable to take their eyes away.

The players took the opportunity to flee frantically, and began to climb the mountain fiercely without looking back.

The ghosts had clearly lost the ability to sense smells, but they could still smell the fragrant aroma.

Lu Wenwu generously handed two to each of the Black and White Impermanence: "Come on, two brothers, try my cooking. There's more in the oven after you finish eating. If you take it out too early, it won't taste good later."

Bai Wuchang was very silent.

He didn't take it. The desire and refusal in his eyes were constantly entangled, and the struggle was inseparable.

Hei Wuchang resisted the temptation and said with difficulty, "Brother, we appreciate your kindness. But we are no longer mortals, and our ghost bodies cannot digest the food of the living world. We can only enjoy offerings and ghost food. I am afraid..."

"That's no big deal. Just eat it and be done with it. Don't say a word."

Lu Wenwu stuffed the cake into the second ghost's hands through the window.

"The pancakes I make are so delicious that even silicon-based and sulfur-based creatures would give a thumbs-up and say they're delicious, not to mention ghosts!"

Bird food.

Do you understand the value of two pieces of egg-filled biscuit crumbs and the infinite mechanical dragon god?

Under Lu Wenwu's strong suggestion, Hei Wuchang finally couldn't resist his enthusiasm and took a tentative bite.

Just one bite!

When he closed his teeth, the crispy and charred crust of the pancake, the sweet and crisp taste of the lettuce, the salty, fresh and slightly spicy taste of the sauce, and the juicy and chewy texture of the sausage instantly made Hei Wuchang stunned.

The rich aroma filled his mouth, constantly impacting the ghost's unique sensory organs and taste buds.

His eyes kept trembling, and his entire soul showed an unstable tendency.

Bai Wuchang and the surrounding ghosts were shocked and surrounded Hei Wuchang, thinking that Hei Wuchang had something wrong with his food.

But unexpectedly, tears suddenly flashed in Hei Wuchang's eyes.

He chewed the portion he had just bitten off slowly, bite by bite, fearing that if he ate too fast, this wonderful experience would disappear in his mouth.

"It's been almost two hundred years. I'm actually experiencing the feeling of eating again! This is really eating! I'm really eating!"

Hei Wuchang burst into tears and his body was shaking constantly.

"This is spiritual food! It's a spiritual food that only those truly powerful beings in the underworld can enjoy! I... I'm just a small impermanence, how can I deserve to enjoy this kind of food! After just one bite, I feel the ghost energy in my body grow a little stronger!"

"What!? Spiritual food!"

"This egg-filled pancake is a spiritual food!?"

“Is this true?!”

"Oh my Yama!"

"You're not kidding us, are you?"

“.”

The ghosts who gathered around asked questions in a flurry.

But Hei Wuchang didn't say anything at all, just ate the egg-filled pancake bite by bite.

She ate with big mouthfuls while crying.

My mouth was full of sauce and I was crying while eating.

On the side, Bai Wuchang, who had little presence, was also eating quickly in small bites.

The more he ate, the more shocked he became.

I was shocked by the sweetness and deliciousness of the egg-filled pancakes, and I was shocked by Lu Wenwu's extraordinary background.

Compared to Hei Wuchang, he has worked in the underworld for a longer time and has more experience.

Even if it is spiritual food, as long as it is not ghost food blessed by a master, ghosts cannot eat it at all because of the difference between humans and ghosts, let alone increase the ghost energy in the body.

And there is only one reason for this effect.

All things are connected to God!

This is an egg-filled pancake of the all-powerful-god level!

At this level, it is a completely magical existence that transforms decay into something extraordinary! It is an existence beyond common sense!

That is a skill that has already stepped half a foot into the realm of gods and immortals!

Connect with God, connect with God!

If you keep going, there is even a possibility of attaining enlightenment!

Looking at the Black and White Impermanence crying while eating, and looking at the longing eyes of the ghosts, Lu Wenwu scratched his head.

"Don't you have anything to eat in the underworld?"

"Sir, we have food to eat in the underworld, but it doesn't taste like the food in the living world at all!"

A brave ghost soldier replied, the green ghost fire in his eyes kept dancing, extremely active.

"I've worked here for many years, and I was once fortunate enough to receive some tribute fruits and a dish from a kind City God."

"But the fruits and vegetables offered only have flavor, not texture. I wonder if you, sir, can understand that feeling?"

"It's an indescribable feeling, like scratching an itch through a shoe, leaving one extremely unsatisfied."

"As for the common food in the underworld, it's just enough to fill your stomach. It can't even be called edible, let alone delicious. The cooking methods and ingredients used are absolutely unacceptable to people in the living world."

"This egg-filled pancake really makes me feel like I've been reborn!" Hei Wuchang finished the last bite of the pancake and wiped away his tears. "Brother, thank you! It's so delicious! I almost lost my composure."

Bai Wuchang, standing by, also bowed deeply to Lu Wenwu. "Thank you very much! If you need me in the future, I will definitely come to your aid! I will go through fire and water for you without hesitation."

"So serious?" Lu Wenwu was startled and immediately helped him up. "No need, no need, it's just two cakes!"

Bai Wuchang shook his head and bowed again: "For us old ghosts who have been dead for a long time, to experience the feeling of eating living people again, there will be ghosts willing to do so even if they have to give away all their wealth."

"Yes, yes!" a ghost soldier immediately echoed, "Sir, I have fifteen pounds of ghost money, two sticks of incense, and a little bit of merit. I would like to exchange them for one of your egg-filled pancakes. Is that possible?"

"My my my! Sir, I have twenty-one pounds of ghost money and two strands of merit, all for you! I also want to exchange it for a cake!"

"Get out of the way! You think you can exchange your little rags for a piece of cake? My lord, I have twelve strands of incense, one strand of merit, and 20,000 spirit coins from Heaven. Please exchange them for one piece of cake!"

"Fuck! One strand of merit! Twenty thousand spirit coins! Rich man!"

"I"

A bunch of ghosts were competing to make bids, just for an egg-filled pancake.

Wait, spirit coins?

But Lu Wenwu immediately grasped the key point.

He looked at one of the ghost soldiers and asked, "You said you have spirit coins? Can you show them to me? If it's what I want, I can give you an egg pancake."

"Sure! Of course!"

The ghost was overjoyed and immediately took out all his spirit coins from a small bag and presented them with both hands.

Lu Wenwu reached out and took it.

He took a quick look and found that it was indeed the same kind of spiritual coin he had seen in the strange school before.

The system also popped up a prompt at the right time, indicating that he could add the more than 20,000 spirit coins to the system panel.

Wow, it actually works!

But these 20,000 spirit coins can be exchanged for an egg-filled pancake.

Is this a bit too outrageous?

These are not valuable things, and Lu Wenwu really can't bear to rip him off like this.

Under normal circumstances, when he secretly went out to sell cakes on Blue Star, he would only charge a symbolic five dollars.

Later on, because it was so popular, the price was raised to ten yuan per ticket in order to reduce the number of customers.

Compared to the current price of 20,000 spirit coins per piece.

There is really no comparison!

Back when he was in the spooky school, he felt like he was completely black-hearted. A cake only cost 100 spirit coins.

This is a full fifty times more!

"Twenty thousand spirit coins for a cake, that's too expensive, it's not worth it." Lu Wenwu couldn't help but said, "I think..."

"Twenty thousand is still expensive!? It's not expensive! It's really not expensive! Your price is practically charity!"

Before Lu Wenwu could finish his words, the ghost jumped up on the spot, even more anxious than Lu Wenwu himself.

"This is spiritual food, sir! Spiritual food! In the underworld, only the true Yin gods can enjoy it! Sir, 20,000 spiritual coins are too little! You must accept this merit and incense!"

"Yes, yes, sir, this is really not expensive! If you are not satisfied, I am willing to exchange it for a set of graves in the Ghost Realm Castle!"

"And me, and me, I wish"

Lu Wenwu couldn't handle the enthusiasm of the ghosts.

At this moment, a bizarre scene appeared in Jinji Mountain that had never happened before and would probably never happen again.

The golden roosters all stared at the fragrant stuffed pancake stall without moving.

The ghosts of the players were running around and climbing the mountain madly.

And a group of ghosts were bargaining desperately with Lu Wenwu.

The buyer thought the seller was selling too cheaply and tried his best to raise the price.

The seller thought that he was selling too expensive and tried his best to lower the price.

The two sides argued with each other for more than half an hour. Lu Wenwu relied on his own reasoning and emotional appeal to finally reluctantly set the price at 5,000 spirit coins per ticket, and only accepted spirit coins.

According to the ghosts, spiritual coins, ghost money, incense, and merits are all common currencies in the underworld.

The spiritual currency issued by Heaven has the strongest purchasing power and is hard currency. It can be used even in other underworlds and the realm of gods.

But this is not very common in the underworld, a bit similar to the status of Daole and the euro in some European and African countries.

Incense and merits are the wages of ghost soldiers. Ordinary ghosts do not have them, and there is basically no way to obtain them.

Ghost money is the most common in the underworld. Most of them are paper money, yellow paper talismans, paper ingots, etc. burned by later generations.

Why is ghost money sold by the pound?

Because apart from the legal underworld money issued by the underworld using great magical powers by the highly respected celestial masters hired by the underworld, the numbers printed on the underworld money printed in large quantities in the world are meaningless and can be any size you want.

What is truly meaningful is the thoughts and emotions of the living for the deceased.

These emotions and thoughts are placed on these paper money and paper ingots, which gives them "weight".

If the emotion is sincere, even a piece of paper money weighs more than a thousand pounds.

If you just fool around, even if the paper money is counted in large numbers, it will be nothing more than waste paper lighter than a feather.

Lu Wenwu tried to haggle over the price, but the merits and incense in the hands of the ghosts were useless to him, not to mention the ghost money.

Even if it is refined with the method of swallowing the sky and eating the earth, there is no improvement.

Therefore, Lu Wenwu simply accepted only spirit coins.

After the price was determined, all the ghosts smiled happily. While they were sighing that Lu Wenwu was indeed the master of clear soup, they began to queue up in an orderly manner to buy cakes and trade spirit coins with each other.

Soon, all the dough in Lu Wenwu's personal backpack was used up. It all turned into egg-filled pancakes and entered the stomachs, uh, bodies, of the ghosts.

There are too many ghosts, and many of them have too many spirit coins deposited.

Even though the limit was later set to one ghost only buying one card, there were still many ghosts that were not eaten.

If Lu Wenwu continued to sell the noodles on the spot, he might not be able to leave Jinji Mountain for a year.

He decisively closed his stall and said that if they had the chance in the future, they would come back to Guijie Fort and he would continue selling then.

The ghosts who didn't get a piece of cake immediately sighed, and even started to dislike the souls of the players who were dawdling. They hurriedly hit them and urged them to move forward quickly.

After a few hours, Lu Wenwu earned 580,000 spirit coins.

This hasn’t even officially reached the core area of ​​the underworld!

Make a lot of money!

It's like picking up money from a sack!

While Lu Wenwu was packing up the kitchen utensils, he was still sighing that this thing was really profitable.

A 300% profit is just for fun, but the real profit is selling egg-filled pancakes in the underworld.

If he was a bit more unscrupulous and collected some merits and incense to make a profit, he could make even more money from one cake.

Black and White Impermanence wanted to replenish Lu Wenwu's spiritual coins.

After serving as Wuchang for many years, they all have a lot of savings.

But Lu Wenwu refused.

Maybe this skill can be sold at a sky-high price outside.

But this has nothing to do with him cooking a meal for his familiar friends.

not to mention.

We had agreed to treat everyone to a meal, but ended up treating a ghost and two pancakes, which was not even enough to fill their stomachs.

Lu Wenwu felt very embarrassed and said that he would definitely treat Black and White Impermanence to a good meal when they met in Ghost Realm Castle in the future.

Forget it halfway.

Once it is taken out, there will be a lot of trouble, which will definitely waste time.

As for the hours that have been wasted?

With the Black and White Impermanence looking as if they had seen humans, Lu Wenwu spread the dragon wings behind him and flew directly into the sky, easily crossing the cliffs of Jinji Mountain.

Ahead, the sixth stop in the underworld, Wild Ghost Village!

(End of this chapter)