Chapter 14 Demon? It’s just my snack
“Strange thing, sometimes it’s bright and sometimes dark.”
Shen Lian resisted hunger and looked at the sky, noticing that the sunset had dispersed the dark clouds, and it would take at least more than an hour before the curfew time.
There are also shops in Xicheng District that have not closed their doors, after all, the heavy rain comes and goes in a hurry.
The woman’s eyes moved.
Some of the diners pretended to complain and began to pack up their belongings to go home.
The woman echoed a few words, waved to Shen Lian and said, "Sir, the rice cakes that have just been baked are hot. I have to leave when they are sold out."
The steamer is opened, and the glutinous rice is unique. The fragrance overflows.
Shen Lian kept secreting saliva, and the bones in his chest felt hot.
He realized that the rice cake should provide a warrior profession. When he first met Pickled Fish, Bone Blade's reaction was not so violent.
"Hey, I'll definitely have enough time to fill my stomach before the curfew."
"Myna, please look outside."
Myna did not ramble, spread his wings and flew to the top of the roof near the eaves, tilting his head , looking at the woman with deep eyes.
"Old madam, bring me a drawer first."
Shen Lian deliberately sat beside the entrance and waved to the woman to bring rice cakes.
"Come on."
The woman's smile remained the same, and she put the black rice into the steamer in a subtle way. Invisible resentment poured into it, and in a moment, rice cakes formed.
After a living person takes rice cakes, his resentment erodes his body and soul, and he becomes a puppet of a skinny ghost.
"Guest, have a taste."
The woman brought the steamer to Shen Lian's table.
Mi Gao's resentment hit his face, but Shen Lian didn't notice it at all.
The woman's greed could not be restrained. The other party was indeed an ordinary human being. The Jinwu Guard will not let resentment get close to them to prevent ghosts from being obsessed with them.
“Eat, eat.”
The woman covered her mouth and chuckled after returning to the stall.
Everything seemed to be going extremely smoothly. She seemed to be able to hear Shen Lian's screams before he died. With the latter's abundant energy and blood, he was worth at least five years of Taoism.
"The old lady is so polite. Let's set up a stall and go to the morning market next time. There are many people there."
Shen Lian couldn't wait to pick up a piece of rice cake, and then used his routine to see the subtle eyes.
[Rice cake identification successful, court experience +0.42%]
[Rice cake]
[Made by Sun Tang, the ingredients are aged black rice, after three processes Made from the cooking process. 】
The moment the identification is completed.
“What!!”
The woman covered her head, the pain came without warning.
She stared at Shen Lian in disbelief, the resentment in the steamer sizzling, then uncontrollably got into Shen Lian's mouth and nose, and disappeared.
“Who is this monster?!!”
Resentment hurts, and the skinny ghost who is the source will inevitably be hurt.
Shen Lian nodded with satisfaction.
What scares the woman is that Shen Lian’s methods are not clear from the beginning to the end. Isn’t the latter a warrior who is new to skin refining?
“The rice cakes look good.”
Shen Lian noticed that the woman was paying attention to him and gave a thumbs up.
Since there was nothing unusual about the rice cakes reported by Wei Huiyan, he put aside his concerns, which at least meant that the rice cakes were edible.
Shen Lian has done experiments before.
Adding highly toxic substances into food ingredients, no matter how much or how little, anyone with a discerning eye can easily tell the difference and label the pros and cons.
He has already developed a good habit of casual identification.
When the woman saw Shen Lian stuffing rice cakes into her mouth, she murmured to herself: "You can't be a demon, it's absolutely impossible..."
"It must be a spiritual talisman to protect the body."
"It doesn't matter, as long as a mortal eats the sacrifice, he will definitely die!"
The so-called [sacrifice] usually refers to food corroded by resentment.
Even if the evil spirits are warded off in time, the sacrifice will still taste like chewing gum, making it difficult for the mortal stomach to digest, leading to organ failure.
Shen Lian's expression changed. The old woman breathed a sigh of relief. How could a demon disguise itself as a mortal so perfectly...
As soon as the idea came to mind, Shen Lian murmured: "It tastes really bad. No wonder they set up stalls in the alleys. No one will come to the morning market."
Shen Lian gritted his teeth and swallowed. into the throat.
The rice cake has no taste at all and tastes like chewing soap.
[Taking black rice cake, warrior experience +1.6%]
Shen Lian was a little helpless, but he had good experience. It seems that no matter how unpalatable it is, I can't live up to the old lady's kindness!
"Well, there is an unexpected gain."
Shibu digests the rice cake, and nutrients slowly grow in the stomach.
Different from pickled fish, perhaps because the rice cake is relatively fresh, it contains slightly more nutrients than medicinal wine, which is a great tonic.
Nutrition makes up for the shortfall caused by the promotion of Zhulangzhuang, and there is even a certain profit.
"I don't know where I got the ingredients."
Shen Lian gulped down the remaining rice cakes. The progress of the warrior has exceeded 10%, and he has successfully gained his first point since taking office.
Nutritions are accumulated in the intestines and stomach and cannot be absorbed by Zhulangjin alone.
Shen Lian was sweating profusely, and thick steam came out of his pores. This was a sign that nutrients were being lost rapidly, and only some of them were used for skin refining.
"He, he, he...is a human or a ghost!!!"
The woman felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, and her teeth kept chattering.
Obviously she was a ghost, but she felt fear from the bottom of her heart. The ordinary-looking man was completely beyond recognition.
"Old madam, are there any more rice cakes?"
Shen Lian stood up and walked towards the woman, calling out the career panel at the same time.
【Whether to consume 5 points to advance to martial arts: Zhulangzhuan (Dacheng)】
Hehe, there are abundant nutrients here. If you don't take advantage of the opportunity to add more points, you will really be sorry for the accumulated points.
OK.
The green bricks on the soles of Shen Lian's feet were in pieces, and his understanding of Zhulang Jin went further, and his mind was filled with various techniques for using strength.
With every step, there are water drops splashing from the ground.
However, under the influence of the wave chasing force, the water droplets hung in the air for half a breath, and then hit the wall not far away at the speed of leaving the string.
Walk ten meters.
Shen Lian's Qi and blood were restrained, and Zhulang Jin was transformed again.
The energy no longer has obvious impurities, and water ripples are derived. The total amount has more than tripled, and the skin is polished all over the body independently.
The woman noticed the alluring energy and blood exuding from Shen Lian, but did not dare to react at all.
Shen Lian stabilized his strength to chase the waves, his muscles all over his body were slightly bulging, and his delicate skin looked like the group of sea dwellers who occasionally passed by Yanliang Town.
He subconsciously touched his neck, and a circle of scales grew on his vital part.
"After all, you can't escape the special."
Fortunately, Shen Lian's scales are not obvious, and unlike Bai Haibo, special effects can only occur when he is running the Wave Chaser.
He returned his strength to his dantian, and his scales disappeared into his skin.
"Old madam, serve as many rice cakes as you have, and close the stall as soon as possible."
The despair in the woman's eyes turned into resentment, and the rice cake was the result of fundamental resentment. Shen Lian's request was indistinguishable from taking away his Taoism.
“Ah~”
Myna showed a wise look.
The woman froze in place.
The bone blade on Shen Lian's chest heated up, and then, extremely rich black energy surged.
A two-meter-long bloody mouth loomed in the black air, the bright teeth shone with a cold light, and the long and narrow tongue licked the lips.
Crack, click, click.
Shen Lian touched the bone blade and found that the blade had long since returned to its original state.
"It doesn't matter if the rice cakes are sold out. Do you know where the black rice comes from?"
The woman shivered, lowered her head and began to fiddle.
"Well...that black rice is a specialty from my hometown. Sir, please go back to your seat first. I will prepare the rice cakes and bring them to you right away."
"Hey, what a pity."
(End of this chapter)