I have an eternal eye

Duh! Duh duh!

There were constant noises in the darkness.

It’s Daddy Zhou’s precious big cock.

In just a few days, the rooster seemed to have grown in size again. The blood-colored comb hung down like a sarcoma, and the tail feathers were even more gorgeous.

Duh! Duh duh!

After a few pecks, the leather sheath was completely torn, revealing a gleaming pointed beak.

Duh! Duh duh!

Grass clippings flew around and the hemp ropes broke.

This handsome big cock was free, and its blood instinct made it stretch its neck and start singing loudly, but it shook its head and held back.

The door of the woodshed was locked, and it was surrounded by windowless earthen walls, but the rooster turned around leisurely a few times, then flapped its wings, flew up to the beam, broke through the tiles and thatch with its sharp beak, and got through the roof. come out.

Under the night wind, it stretched its wings to its fullest, as if it would take off in the next moment.

But when it came, it stopped.

It turned to look at the side room,

His eyes are full of cruelty and bloodthirsty...

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Ah! Damn beast!

The screams broke the peace of the night.

Zhang Biao suddenly opened his eyes, got out of bed, removed the knife from the wall, pushed the door open and rushed out.

Outside the courtyard, the night wind blew and it was pitch black.

The noise came from the Zhou family next door.

Roosters crow, pigs bray, accompanied by Father Zhou's wails and curses, creating a chaotic scene.

Zhang Biao did not hesitate, he rushed to the base of the wall in three steps and two steps at a time, stepped on the jujube tree and took advantage of his strength, soaring into the air.

He stood on the wall and took a closer look, and was suddenly astonished.

In the courtyard below, Father Zhou was lying in the dirt in disheveled clothes, his eyes were bleeding profusely, he was groping around with his hands, wailing and cursing.

Under the bright moon, a big rooster looked extraordinary and handsome, flapping its wings and flying up and down, chasing the eldest son of the Zhou family.

This week, the eldest son of the Zhou family, whose legs and feet were already weak, was stumbling even more. He was in an extremely embarrassed state and was pecked until he was covered in blood.

What a beast!

Zhang Biao didn't hesitate, he directly picked up the stone on the wall, turned his wrist inward, and swung his forearm out.

This is the locust stone technique.

When traveling around the world, one needs to be somewhat proficient in concealed weapons and flying knives. Zhang Biao is not good at this, but he is still considered proficient.

There was a bang and feathers flew.

To Zhang Biao's surprise, the big rooster was so alert that it dodged the flying rocks at the last moment, only scattering its tail feathers.

Then his wings fluttered and he flew into the night.

Huh?

Zhang Biao's eyes narrowed slightly and he chased after him.

There was something obviously wrong with this rooster. Not only was it very fast, it was also jumping around without even landing on the ground.

If it weren't for the innate limitations, it would probably skyrocket.

Zhang Biao lowered his body and ran on the eaves like a civet cat. He threw locust stones out of his hand one after another, but he dodged them all.

After catching up, they reached the edge of the square in just a few breaths.

The walls of Yujingfang are usually made of burnt wood, tamped with loess, and surrounded by bricks, up to two feet high.

The rooster landed on the wall of the square and did not rush to escape. Instead, it stared down at Zhang Biao with eyes full of murderous intent and malice.

Zhang Biao also stopped, his face darkened, his spiritual vision turned away, and a stream of information came to his mind:

Chicken Monster (Mortal)

1. Originally an ordinary poultry, it ate a large number of poisonous centipedes and insects. Its physical toughness was far superior to that of its kind. It survived for more than seven years. Under the influence of an unknown force, its bloodline exploded.

2. Return to wild nature, ferocious and aggressive, and will surely retaliate. Because the time is too short, it has not yet been selected.

3. Likes to peck the eyes the most.

4. It is angry...

Strange?

Zhang Biao was shocked.

The witch Taoist Fang Xiangzong specially classified this thing, and there was even a school responsible for studying and fighting against it, which was called stomach-eating tiger.

Unexpectedly, ordinary poultry can also transform into monsters and can hurt people before they are even eaten.

After confirming its roots, Zhang Biao no longer rushed to catch up. Instead, he hugged his hands and said tsk tsk in his mouth, making a feeding sound.

Sure enough, the chicken monster's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and it flapped its wings and flew down, trying to peck his eyes.

Roosters are aggressive and will fight to the death. Some of them will even be pissed to death after losing.

Changes in the bloodline do not change the instinct.

At this moment, Zhang Biao flipped his left hand and found that he had secretly taken out the enchantment mirror.

The mirror flickered and a coldness enveloped it.

The chicken monster flying in mid-air suddenly became confused and flew wildly.

Zhang Biao had seen the right opportunity, raised his sword sideways, and cut off his head directly.

Puff puff!

Although the chicken head fell off, the chicken body was still spinning and tumbling in place, causing dust and blood to spray everywhere.

Zhang Biao picked it up directly and returned to Zhou's house.

At this moment, the courtyard was in a mess, and the elder man of the Zhou family was supporting the blind father Zhou, enduring the pain.

What, dead?!

Hearing that the chicken monster was dead, Mr. Zhou suddenly collapsed and wailed: It's over, it's over, you...you must pay me auspiciousness!

I see…

Zhang Biao immediately understood the cause and effect, and angrily shouted: Confused! You are offering this thing as auspicious auspiciousness. Let's not say whether it is possible or not. If someone is hurt in the palace, will you two still be alive?!

After hearing this, Father Zhou was stunned for a while, then suddenly became depressed and murmured: It's all my fault for being greedy. What should I do in the future?

The eldest son of the Zhou family quickly comforted him, Dad, you still have me. Don't worry, the child is just lame. It will be fine to earn a living.

Zhang Biao was also filled with emotion after seeing it.

He understands Mr. Zhou very well. It is difficult for people to survive. When faced with the opportunity to turn over, not everyone can stay sane.

For some people, for a chance, their family may be ruined...

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It was another early morning, and the sky was slightly bright.

Gududu…

In the kitchen, the thick soup is boiling and the aroma is overflowing.

Naturally, the chicken monster would not go to waste. Zhang Biao directly boiled it with tiger bones to make Bazhen Qi and Blood Soup.

He checked it with his spiritual eyes and found that, as he expected, although it had not yet entered the market, the efficacy of the medicine had improved a lot.

After the decoction is taken down and refined, it immediately turns into a billowing stream of heat, rising from the Dantian and rushing towards the Ren and Du meridians.

For a long time, Zhang Biao stopped and thought deeply.

Although what happened last night was tragic, it also opened his mind.

There is no magic medicine at this stage, but the chicken monster has appeared, and there is no guarantee that other creatures will not mutate.

In the Three Yang Sutra, the Bazhen Qi and Blood Decoction is only the most basic decoction, and there is also the Dragon and Tiger Buqi Decoction. If you can find tiger monsters and snake monsters, and use some rare medicinal materials to replace the elixir, maybe efficient.

It's just that I'm afraid it's hard to find this thing...

Zhang Biao thought of Cui Laodao inexplicably.

It may be more convenient to use the Tiandimen channel.

But after that night, after seeing Zhang Biao's embarrassed appearance and the mysterious figure behind him, Cui Laodao may have become afraid, so he didn't contact him again these days.

That's all, let's find a place to live first.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao changed into casual clothes, rushed early in the morning, and went directly to Fengyifang...

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Three coffins?

Or a mother-child coffin?

In Fengyifang, Chen's coffin shop, the shopkeeper Chen Chuba asked the clerk again and again.

The clerk said quickly: Shopkeeper, how dare I talk nonsense? They came here last night and hurriedly placed the deposit.

Chen Chuba's face turned ugly, Or is it the Yichong Association?

The waiter nodded, his face turned a little pale, Shopkeeper, I have never encountered such evil things. In less than half a month, there are eighteen coffins. Is Yichong doing something...

Don't talk nonsense!

Chen Chuba gritted his teeth, We can't afford to offend those people. Since we paid the deposit, we can just pretend not to know.

Do it today and send people away as soon as possible!

At this moment, he suddenly raised his head and saw a man standing at the door. He suddenly felt something in his heart and said quickly: Sir, what can I do for you?

The person who came was none other than Zhang Biao.

He seemed not to have heard the conversation between the two of them just now, and said with a smile: Shopkeeper, could you please ask, whose property is the broken Taoist temple deep in the bamboo forest?

When the shopkeeper Chen Chuba heard this, he lost interest. However, seeing that Zhang Biao was tall and powerful, he did not dare to offend him. He scratched his head and said, I heard Fang Zheng say that that place was originally a Double Ninth Festival industry. Later, the incense stopped and it fell into disuse.

Double Ninth Festival...Thank you!

Zhang Biao cupped his hands and turned to leave.

As soon as he left the house, his expression darkened.

He had heard everything the shopkeeper and the waiter said before, and he had already made some assumptions in his mind.

People died one after another in Yi Chonghui, most of whom sent people into the Wushen Temple cave.

Mother and son coffins, one corpse and two lives.

This kind of ghost was mentioned in Nuo Mianjiang Liang, and it was called 笾, which is a ghost formed by children. It likes to disturb pregnant women and children.

If I guessed correctly, it was that kid A Guang who followed...