Chapter 97 94. No chicken lasts six years, no dog lasts eight years



During the reign of Emperor Yuan of Han Dynasty, the minister Jing Fang compiled a strange book called "Yi Yao Zhan". Like "Bai Ze Jingguai Tu", the book records many incidents of ghost plagues.

In order to avoid leaving too many weaknesses for humans, which would lead to excessive targeting, the book became a fragment after years of destruction by the ghosts.

But even so, Zhang San remembered this sentence from the Gu family's inheritance materials.

"A dog doesn't live eight years, and a chicken doesn't live six years!"

Unlike other classical Chinese texts that are obscure and difficult to understand, this sentence is almost easy to translate.

As long as there is a world where the "Path of Life and Death" exists, the lifespan of all living beings has a limit. Except for successful monsters, generally speaking, a dog will not live past eight years, and a chicken will not live past six years.

If this period is exceeded, people will say it is unreasonable and it will become a "monster", which is a sign of great disaster!

After summarizing the information from Gu Xuanyan and Lu Jin, Zhang San's professional quality is constantly improving at a rapid pace. This is why he can see at a glance that there is something wrong with the angry chicken in the yard.

There are three main reasons why Zhang San spent money to buy the life of the Angry Chicken.

First, satisfying his own selfish desires while slaying demons and eliminating evil. This may be too straightforward, but under the witness of his Taoist heart, Zhang San is unwilling to lie, and even more disdains to lie.

Secondly, to give Huang Silang compensation, if it was an ordinary poultry, it would certainly not be worth the price, but the angry chicken in front of him was different.

In order to collect karma and assist in spiritual practice, monsters naturally have to eat humans, but it is undeniable that in order to condense qi and blood and strengthen the body, humans have also eaten a lot of monsters.

The content of innate Qi in the demon race is much higher than that in the human race. If this big chicken can be stewed, the Qi and blood that Zhang San lost last night will be quickly replenished.

As Darwin said in "The Origin of Species", "Survival of the fittest", this truth applies even in a weird world.

As for the third point, although Zhang San put it last, it is the most important thing for ordinary people.

After finishing this matter, Zhang San wanted to use ten taels of gold to tell Huang Silang, and at the same time tell ordinary people all over the world a truth that could not be simpler.

——Those who are not of the same race as me must have different hearts!

Never talk about friendship with the monsters, don’t even think about it, because you are not Ning Caichen who curses ghosts, nor Xu Hanwen (Xu Xian) who rides snakes. For ordinary people like us who don’t have the halo of the protagonist, plainness is the truth!

The above three points were Zhang San’s original intentions, but unfortunately, before he could give Huang Silang any advice, Xiao Huang’s luck was stolen because of the imperial title.

It's like a golden phoenix has flown out of the mountain village. What a good child! Although Zhang San does not have the ability to see qi, since he has cultivated to this level, Zhang San still has some ability to judge people.

He didn't even touch Xiao Huang's bones, but just a quick glance and Zhang San could tell that Xiao Huang had an extraordinary bone structure.

According to Dajin's compulsory education system, if nothing unexpected happens, Xiao Huang will only have to wait until he is seven years old to enter school. After Dajin confirms his qualifications, he can embark on the path of cultivation.

According to his physique, even if he lacks resources and cannot become a Qi training master, it would not be difficult for him to achieve success if he simply moves Qi and blood.

If he is lucky enough to get a position in the military, the Huang family will also complete class advancement in his generation.

Originally this was Xiao Huang's future, but ever since his luck was stolen by the Angry Chicken, the young man who should have been full of vigor and vitality has lost the qualifications to spread his wings and fly high.

However, even so, this is still a good result. If it were not good, the Huang family would have to use the luck of several generations to fill this luck gap.

For the spirit of all things, it is never a simple matter to be granted an imperial title (the highest form of conferring an official title). In today's world, except for Emperor Qi Ling who is blessed by the luck of the dynasty, who can be sure that he has enough luck? Thanks to his congenital defects, even when seeing such a tragedy in the world, Zhang San's heart is still as calm as water, except for a little sigh. He rubbed Xiao Huang's messy hair, comforted him, and then Zhang San turned his attention back to the courtyard.

If the Angry Chicken was willing to be killed and was willing to use its life to end the feud between the two sides, Zhang San would be happy to see it.

But if it doesn't want to... Zhang San has always prided himself on being considerate.

“Swoosh~”

Before the kitchen knife in Huang Silang's hand could fall, a sharp blade made of golden feathers shot towards his heart. The attack was ruthless and decisive, without any trace of the tenderness of the past.

This shows how weak the friendship between humans and demons is! Judging from the sound of breaking through the air, with the blessing of the innate Qi, even if the golden feather of the angry chicken is not as fast as the steel core bullet, it is still many times faster than the average strong bow and crossbow.

Not to mention the dying Huang Silang, if they had not been exposed to martial arts, even the well-trained soldiers might not have been able to escape.

Faced with this sure-win situation, just when Angry Chicken was considering whether to take the opportunity to massacre the village to collect karma, five inky black innate Qi swirled up from Huang Silang's body.

In just a blink of an eye, the golden feather that the Angry Chicken had painstakingly refined with its innate Qi for six years disappeared.

Although I don’t know how old man Huang Silang did it, if he doesn’t meet a master by now, then his life will be a waste of time.

If the golden feather of one's life is lost, one can refine it again, but if one's life is lost, then everything is over. Faced with this situation, the Angry Chicken did not bother to recall its golden feather. The moment it realized the presence of a master, it had already prepared to spread its wings and fly high.

However, before it could flap its wings and fly high, and even before Zhang San could cast the Five Thunder Talisman, a mighty and vigorous sword energy surged towards it from afar.

Different from the "gentle and peaceful" talisman of Zhang San, the sword immortal's methods have always focused on killing. This sword, which is mixed with the opponent's sword will, can truly be said to kill gods if it stands in the way, and kill Buddhas if it stands in the way.

No matter whether it is rocks, soil, flowers, plants, birds or animals, everything is crushed into powder wherever the sword energy passes!

The sword energy was so fierce that it made people tremble with fear, and this was only the overflowing sword energy. The Angry Chicken, which was deliberately targeted by the opponent, felt hundreds of times more fear than everyone present.

Zhang San looked around and saw that after this sword strike, there was no hope for survival within a hundred feet. In terms of power alone, the opponent's move was even better than the sword that Dou Su swung in the land temple.


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