Chapter 173: The beginning of the stewed angry chicken
The old medicine farmer was stunned. There were many people who came to him for treatment and detoxification, but there were really no people who came to him to drink chicken soup.
After his stupid son heard this, he took out a knife and asked stupidly: "Dad, let me kill that big rooster right now. Drink chicken soup, drink chicken soup."
The old drug farmer glanced at Lin Yi out of the corner of his eye, "Want to drink my Baoji's chicken soup?"
That's because you haven't seen the power of my Baoji.
Then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, he took a sip of tea, and said impatiently to his silly son: "Whatever. Go, go, go."
Lin Yi sat in front of the leisurely old drug farmer, poured himself a cup of tea, and enjoyed the performance of the old drug farmer and his son.
A moment later, his silly son was pecked by angry chickens all over his body and was covered in chicken feathers. He came back aggrieved and said: "Dad, the chicken was not killed yet."
The old medicine farmer glared at his stupid son and scolded him: "Okay, okay, don't kill him until you kill him. Put the knife down and put it away."
After his silly son left, the old medicine farmer sipped his tea and exclaimed: "Brother, you saw it too. I can't kill this chicken casually. I'm afraid you can't drink this chicken soup."
Already."
Ji Yi drank all the tea in the bowl and said with a hearty smile: "How about I give it a try?"
The old medicine farmer chuckled and said, "Whatever."
The old medicine farmer was once a disciple of Lei Tan in Jinzhai and belonged to the Taoist sect.
In the western Hunan region, the two major thunder altars of Jin and Hu are famous for their ability to drive away corpses and deliver water, as well as to remove poisons and poisons.
It was only in recent years that due to the military melee, the atmosphere in the Taoist sect had already declined, and it was no longer what it used to be, so he was reduced to being a medicine farmer in this deep mountain and old forest.
Moreover, not to mention that his stupid son couldn't kill this Baoji. If he got angry, even he himself would be afraid of it.
Looking at Lin Yi's fair complexion, he doesn't look like a master of martial arts. It would be strange to be able to touch even one of his treasures.
If you kill the chicken so rashly and anger the Nu Qing Chicken, you will probably be pecked by the Nu Qing Chicken and bite your arm and leg.
Lin Yi disagreed and entered the chicken coop.
I looked at the Nuqing Chicken. I saw that the Nuqing Chicken was twice the size of an ordinary chicken. It was majestic and majestic, and its demeanor was arrogant and untamed. It was not angry but was proud of itself. A spirit came out of its feathers and shot straight into the sky.
The cock's comb was large and oily red. When the chicken's head moved, the bright red meat comb trembled wildly, like a blazing fire on top.
There are five colors of feathers on the chicken's body. The chicken's beak and claws are sharp and sharp. The sun shines on the chicken's body, glowing with golden light.
Probably because he was provoked by the stupid son of the old drug farmer, Nu Qingji stared at Ji Yi with his eyes as soon as he saw him coming in.
Then a pair of huge wings flapped, and gusts of wind arose in the air. Its huge body flew into the air. There was originally a rope net on the chicken coop. At this time, the Nuqing Chicken burst out of the net in anger.
, flew outside.
Ji Yi smiled, picked up a chicken feather with his backhand, and threw it gently. The next moment, he tapped the ground with his toes, jumped up, stepped on the golden feather in the air, and flew upward again.
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When the old drug farmer saw this scene, he was completely dumbfounded. Is human light function reaching this level?
He has been in the Jinzhai Arena for decades and has seen a lot, but he has never seen anyone flying in the sky!
The Nu Qing Chicken flew very fast, but Ji Yi was even faster. He raised his hand and grabbed the Nu Qing Chicken's head.
Nu Qingji tried all his strength to break free, and the huge force was transmitted to Ji Yi's hands, who smiled with satisfaction.
He is worthy of being an Angry Chicken with Phoenix bloodline!
This huge force alone can equal the spirit of the six-winged centipede.
Especially its sharp claws and sharp beak are extremely sharp weapons. No rocks, rocks or trees can withstand one of its claws.
If it were anyone else, he really wouldn’t be able to conquer it!
It's a pity that it was cruel and now met Lin Yi.
The huge force poured into Lin Yi's body, like a stone cow entering the sea, without causing any waves.
He grabbed the chicken's head and feet with his backhand. Nuqing Chicken didn't have these two sharp weapons, so it was obviously a bit weak. He tossed and tossed, but to no avail.
The old medicine farmer was shocked when he saw that Lin Yi had subdued the Nuqing Baoji with just one hand. He hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Bow down to the Arctic Mountain. It is full of purple energy. There are seventy-two famous mountains in the world. I only see this mountain shining with golden light."
.Brother, which hilltop are you from?"
This old man is quite particular.
In fact, Arctic Mountain is not a real mountain. The so-called "mountain" is an independent industry or system. People in this sect usually like to call themselves Arctic Mountain, which vaguely means that they call themselves immortals.
However, when it fell into Lin Yi's ears, it was really a bit shameless.
Do you dare to call yourself an immortal even though you are on a small door?
It's too overestimating.
Ji Yi didn't ask him too many words, and asked directly: "Have you ever heard of Changsheng Mountain?"
"ah!"
Lin Yi's voice was not high-pitched, but every word fell into the ears of the old medicine farmer.
It was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, scaring his legs so weak that he almost fell to his knees.
Changsheng Mountain thieves!
They kill people, set fires, gather people to make food, and commit all kinds of evil. They are no different from those warlords, and they are even more ruthless.
Sometimes they just rush into a big city and burn them to death, killing hundreds of people at random, which is almost like trampling to death a hundred ants.
"Don't worry. I am a reasonable person."
Lin Yi walked over, patted him on the shoulder, threw down two kilograms of table salt, and asked with a smile: "I want this chicken, do you have any objection?"
"No... no objection." The old drug farmer trembled with fear, pursed his lips, and said quickly.
How dare he have an opinion?
The other party is the thieves on Changsheng Mountain!
If he got into trouble, he wouldn't know how he would die in the corner of this mountain village.
Lin Yi nodded with satisfaction, handed the Nuqing chicken to the old medicine farmer, and said with a smile: "You are a medicine farmer, and this is Baoji. I'd rather bother you and stew the Baoji."
The old medicine farmer twitched the corner of his mouth, pursed his lips, and wanted to speak, but did not dare to speak.
Is it justified to kidnap one's precious chicken and make him cook chicken soup?
Is there any royal law?
However, it seems that no one in Changsheng Mountain has taught the King’s Law?
He swallowed and said, "Okay... okay."
Then the old drug farmer began to get busy.
Not long after, the old medicine farmer walked up to Ji Yi with a bowl of hot chicken soup and placed it respectfully in front of him.
"Brother, it's done. I've given you thirty-six Chinese medicines, all of which are very tonic! After taking them, I'm sure you'll be strong at night and have endless strength... Hehe..."
