Chapter 549: Worship as a Living Buddha
***'s mouth was wide open, his tongue seemed frozen and he couldn't straighten it out, he kept moaning for a long time but couldn't say anything. It's the end of the world and who hasn't seen dead bodies? Especially those in their positions who deal with people frequently, but they have never seen such a tragic way.
The wailing of several people became weaker and weaker, but in just a few minutes, they gradually lost their last consciousness. It can be seen that the struggle and resistance at the scene was very intense, but what does it matter? This chicken was like a demon, pecking out the eyes of several people in an instant. One person even lost consciousness completely before he could scream.
Because he was unlucky, his head was pecked through, leaving a big hole in his head and a pool of stuff flowing out.
The villagers took a few steps back again. They didn't have time to see clearly just now, but now they realized that they were stepping on blood!
Seeing Jingshu approaching so calmly, Li Dayou became increasingly anxious and stammered, "It, it, it killed people! It actually... can kill people? It, it's a chicken!"
How could a chicken be so cruel? Is this really a chicken? Can a chicken kill people? What did he just do? Oh my god, what did he just go through? Was this a dream?
Jingshu snapped her fingers, and the ferocious-looking fighting chicken dealt with the last person who was still alive. It wiped its beak and noble claws on the man's back, then walked over with its fat butt shaking and twisting its body, looking silly. It knew that its owner liked cleanliness, didn't like blood, and didn't like it to eat these dirty humans, so it followed Jingshu obediently, raised its head, as if asking for praise.
"Well done." Jing Shu smiled, then turned around and asked Li Dayou: "How else do you think a chicken like this could survive until now?"
Li Dayou swallowed and couldn't speak as if something was stuck in his throat.
Seeing such a ferocious chicken, and witnessing how it had just mauled all five people to death, the villagers moved even further away. They had originally thought the chicken was a delicious meal, but who knew it was actually a demon? Who would dare to eat it?
"This is Ergazi, right? Ergazi is dead."
"Village chief, the one whose head was pecked is the village chief, right? How pitiful! How could he die so suddenly?"
"What's going on? How can we condone chickens killing people? Will they kill us too?"
There was a whisper of discussion among the crowd.
Auntie Wang then spoke to the crowd, saying, "You guys have brains made of pigs! Wouldn't it be easy for them to kill you? Why bother giving you food, making porridge and eggs for you? Are you being fed like food? Ugh, it must be the village chief and his men who did something bad. They're just bad bastards. Those children in the valley inexplicably died and disappeared last year. Do you really have no idea what happened?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? How would we know?"
"That's right, we're also curious about what the village chiefs did to die... We're also afraid. What if this chicken kills people indiscriminately?"
"Alright, be quiet!" Jing Shu said. The villagers immediately quieted down, all intimidated by the fat chicken's pressure. Jing Shu then asked Li Dayou, "Captain Li, what happened just now?"
Li Dayou paused for a moment before continuing, "The village chief from the mountain valley brought these people aboard and came to the kitchen to steal food. When they opened the door and found me inside, two of them restrained me. The others were about to steal chickens and rob boxes. I left my gun in the room, so they were controlled. Then..."
Li Dayou's eyes flashed with a strange look. "I didn't see clearly what happened, but this chicken killed all these people. You're all here now. This is what happened. The village chief and his men planned to take away all the food so that they can control you. When the rescue team arrives, they might even take us hostage. People like this deserve to die!"
Li Dayou saw it clearly! He saw it so clearly! It was too bloody. He couldn't speak of it at all, nor did he dare to speak of it. Forget it, let it become a secret in his heart forever. He didn't want to leave a psychological shadow on others.
This is not chicken
, this is a wolf in sheep's clothing.
Jing Shu smiled faintly: "Did everyone hear that? My chicken never kills innocent people. When so many of you tried to catch it today, it just ran away and didn't peck you, right? So, as long as you don't do anything you shouldn't, it won't provoke you. Otherwise, this is what happened to these people. Even if this matter is brought to the evidence, there is nothing wrong with it. So everyone, disperse. Damn, find someone to deal with the body."
The matter was handled so lightly that the villagers did not dare to say anything. This kind of stealing happened frequently. They had come to the ship to steal seeds before, but they failed. They were caught and beaten, and the people on the fleet did not do anything to them.
But this time, the village chief brought people to steal food again and died directly. His death was so tragic. He had survived everything. When he saw them trapped in this dark place and about to be rescued, he died.
What they wanted to steal was not the chicken, but their own lives.
A few villagers, previously unconcerned, had always wanted to take advantage of the girl. She was beautiful, rich, and had plenty of food, including a chicken—who wouldn't be envious? Now, they had given up their ambitions. Even when they were given dry, thin earthen cakes for dinner, they didn't protest. They ate obediently and went back to work.
The cold atmosphere on the fleet did not last long. Instead, soon after, all the crew members became extremely excited. They all shouted in unison:
“11!”
“12!”
The roar continued every few minutes, leaving the villagers wondering what was going on on the boat. Why was there so much excitement? Didn't the chicken leave a shadow on them?
The sound continued until late at night, disturbing the villagers' sleep.
Jingshu dozed off and cleaned up a piece of land, placed a moisture-proof mat, covered the private luxury tent with warm bedding, and put on earplugs. Those idiots can count eggs if they want, but they are just a bunch of country bumpkins.
Facts have proved that no matter how big the shadow or how ferocious the chicken is, it is not as real as the ability to lay eggs. The group of people who were scared to death of the fat chicken before, especially Li Dayou, all changed after Li Dayou said, "Hey, didn't it just lay an egg? Why is it laying eggs again?"
At this moment, Li Dayou was personally responsible for pouring water for the fat chicken, finding food for it, and burning firewood for it because he was afraid that the chicken would be cold. *** personally gave the fat chicken a massage. The people around were not idle either. Some were stroking the chicken's feathers, some were trimming the chicken's nails, and some were making jokes for the chicken. They were simply bowing to the chicken like a living Buddha.
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