Chapter 2: Cultivation of demons starts with killing chickens
"Aaron, let me take Afang out. If you are too busy, go find a job by yourself. If that doesn't work, go to the vegetable market with me tomorrow and see which stalls are short of people."
"Cousin, are you going to see Xiaosa? I'm going too."
"Whatever you do, my cousin can do it."
Zhu Wenxiong didn't want his nephew to have anything to do with the club, so he took A Fang away alone.
Cheng Long was familiar with the plot and knew that there was no danger this time. He didn't care and went to Sheung Shui, New Territories alone.
There are only two large slaughterhouses in Hong Kong City, one is the Sheung Shui Slaughterhouse and the other is the Tsuen Wan Slaughterhouse.
The former accounts for 90% of the city's slaughter volume, while the latter accounts for 10%.
Cheng Long plans to visit a slaughterhouse in Shui. If there is a suitable job, it doesn't matter if the salary is low, and he is even willing to pay a small fee.
Thousands of pigs, hundreds of cattle and hundreds of sheep are slaughtered every day at the Sheung Shui Slaughterhouse.
With so many livestock, if he were to slaughter them all by himself, he would be able to become a demon within a few months, and his body would be able to withstand nuclear bombs.
pity!
The Sheung Shui Slaughterhouse is not hiring.
The same is true of the Tsuen Wan Slaughterhouse.
In desperation, Cheng Long could only do the next best thing and went to the market to buy some old hens that had been kept in captivity for two and a half years and took them to a nearby abandoned factory.
Although killing would cause psychological discomfort, he couldn't control that much.
Don't let it go and never practice killing!
If we can't even get over this small hurdle, how can we punish evil and eliminate evil in the future?
"Brother Chicken, I'm offended."
Resisting the discomfort, Cheng Long pulled out the chicken feathers from the old hen's neck, then cut open the chicken's neck with a knife...
Ten seconds later.
The flapping wings of the old hen gradually returned to calm.
At the same time, a stream of heat poured into Cheng Long's body. He hurriedly put down the knife and the old hen in his hands, and practiced with his eyes closed according to the practice of Shasheng Jue.
Probably because of the wrong posture, there was no reaction at first.
Cheng Long adjusted his movements repeatedly, and it took him a long time before the heat flow in his body was mobilized and washed through the eight extraordinary meridians according to a specific path.
The process is not painful, but is very comfortable, and the whole body feels very comfortable.
In the past ten minutes or so, the heat in the body had been exhausted.
Cheng Long, who began to enjoy the comfortable feeling, immediately looked at the other two old hens, his eyes full of greed.
……
Twenty minutes later.
[Host: Cheng Long]
[Realm: One level of Qi training (3%)]
[Kung Fu: Killing Art (Beginner’s Path)]
[Spell: Seven Star Nailing Soul Technique]
【Magic Weapon: Bloodthirsty Bead】
"After killing three old hens, the progress bar only increased by 3%. In other words, I have to buy 97 old hens that are more than two years old to break through to the second level of Qi training..."
“You have to kill a hundred old hens just to get started, but why don’t you have to double them up later?”
"An old hen costs seven to eighty yuan, and one hundred chickens is seven or eight thousand, which is more than my cousin's monthly salary. It seems that I have to find a way to make money!"
"And killing chickens and ducks is not a long-term solution. If you want to quickly improve your strength, you have to punish evil and eliminate evil. The profit from killing evil people is more than that of cattle and sheep!"
Cheng Long shook off his desperate thoughts of killing people.
Then, he glanced at the three old hens on the ground and murmured: "If you take three chickens back rashly, your aunt will definitely ask, why not recycle the waste and try the effectiveness of the bloodthirsty beads." With a thought, he placed it on the ground. The bloodthirsty beads in the storage column instantly fell into the palm of my hand.
This bead is white and red, crystal clear and dazzling. From the appearance alone, you can't tell that this bead is actually a monster that sucks blood.
"There is also a bloodthirsty bead in the Zhuxian world. I wonder if it is the same as mine?"
Cheng Long took a closer look at the blood-thirsty bead, and always felt that it was an ordinary glass bead. However, when he activated the blood-thirsty bead, he saw strands of blood overflowing from the three old hens, and appeared with the naked eye. It dries up quickly at a visible speed, and I suddenly have a different view of this ordinary-looking bead.
The Killing Technique absorbs the essence of living beings, and the Bloodthirsty Bead absorbs the essence and blood. It is really not a waste at all, and it is used in all aspects.
Strangely enough, since Cheng Long started practicing the art of killing, the psychological discomfort caused by killing chickens has disappeared without a trace, just like he is used to killing fish, and there is no disturbance in his heart.
"Am I really capable of becoming a demon?"
"Did the system choose the wrong person?"
Thinking of this, Cheng Long shuddered suddenly and shook his head in denial.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible."
"I am a good person!"
"How could I be such a born bad person?"
The more I think about it, the more I am afraid, and the more I am afraid, the more entangled I become.
Cheng Long was unwilling to become a murderous and bloodthirsty demon from the bottom of his heart, but he was reluctant to abandon the art of killing and stayed in the Hong Kong world for the rest of his life.
In a panic, he suddenly thought that the old hen was a poultry and a delicacy on the table, and the fear in his heart suddenly fell to the bottom.
Slaughtering poultry, so many people have no trouble in their hearts, so why are they afraid of having another demon cultivator?
It's not like killing someone, I'm afraid of it!
"As long as I keep my heart and don't kill innocent people indiscriminately, nothing will happen to me!"
"The art of killing is like a knife in the hand. How to use it all depends on the practitioner. If you use it correctly, it will be fine...it will be fine..."
Cheng Long continued to build a psychological defense line for himself. He firmly believed that he was the one in control, and slight psychological changes did not matter at all.
If you can't maintain peace even if you kill chickens and ducks, how can we talk about punishing rape and eradicating evil in the future?
After taking some time to calm down.
Cheng Long activated the blood-thirsty beads again, converting the blood essence in the beads into energy, and then fed it back to himself.
The whole process was incredibly quick.
When he noticed a flow of heat pouring into his body, the supply of bloodthirsty beads was already cut off.
The energy that the three old hens can provide is really limited. Apart from the pleasant shivers, there is no obvious change in the body.
Killing pigs and sheep will continue. Cheng Long won't be able to come up with so much money for a while. After all, he is wearing clothes, not souls. If his cousin hadn't given him five hundred yuan this morning, he wouldn't have been able to buy the three chickens just now. rise.
Now I only have more than 100 left in my pocket, so I have to use it sparingly.
With a slight sigh, Cheng Long stood up and walked out of the abandoned factory.
By the time he took the bus back to the tenement building where his cousin lived, it was getting late. People were coming and going in the corridors, and faint smoke slowly rose from the doors of each house.
The sound of a baby crying, a couple scolding, the sound of the TV, and the radio all come together, making Cheng Long feel like he's back to his childhood watching Hong Kong movies.
That's the taste.
Very upright.
My cousin, who had just fried a plate of eggs, saw Cheng Long walking back slowly and greeted with a smile: "Along, why are you back so late?"
"I went somewhere far away today, so I came back late."
"Your family visit visa is only for two weeks, so you should hurry up, but it doesn't matter if you can't find it. My cousin knows many people, and he will help you find a way to stay."
"Auntie, I already have an idea for work."
Cheng Long smiled and changed the conversation: "Wow, your scrambled eggs are so delicious. Just smelling them makes my mouth water."
"It's not such an exaggeration. Come in and wash up. I'll be waiting for you." Upon hearing the compliment, my cousin smiled happily, walked into the house happily carrying the plate, and bent down to clear the dining table.
(End of chapter)