Longevity, starting from raising chickens

Chapter 22 Death News
"It's all right?"

Wang Ba frowned, a little surprised.

It's not that he wants Zhenji to roll on the floor in pain.

Rather, he was worried that the cleavage nematode would not be effective.

If there is no effect, it is even more impossible to talk about bloodline breakthrough.

After observing for a while, there was still no change, and even the rooster looked at him a little impatiently, and was about to go for a walk.

Wang Ba thought for a while, stopped the rare chicken, and placed a spirit stone in front of the rare chicken's nose.

The male rare chicken took a cheap bite.

The cut nematode did not come out of its mouth or nostrils.

Instead... it jumped out from the cloaca at the back.

There was a hint of chicken shit on his dark body.

Wang Ba was very disgusted, but he could clearly see that the body of this tendon-cutting nematode was shortened.

"efficient!"

Wang Ba breathed a sigh of relief.

The tendon-cutting nematode will continuously melt and melt into the body while biting the meridian acupoints, and finally play the role of penetrating the meridians.

Since the cut nematode has become shorter, it means that it has played a role.

So Wang Ba didn't hesitate, and mixed a portion of Lingshi powder into the chicken feed, and added a tael of ground chicken gold, and fed it to the rooster alone.

For convenience, he had controlled the food of these twenty rare chickens yesterday.

So when the rooster saw the chicken feed, his eyes lit up immediately, and he rushed over to peck at it.

After a while, a whole trough of chicken feed was eaten up.

After eating, the rare chicken uncharacteristically found a corner, independent on one foot, and hid its head in its wings.

Like an ostrich.

Wang Ba looked at it for a while, and decided that he was not sick, so he didn't care about it.

He simply used the remaining two pieces of spirit stone powder together with the cut tendon nematodes on the two rare chickens, and marked them separately.

The two rare chickens were also the same as the previous one. After eating the chicken feed, they shrank and remained motionless.

They all looked a little sick.

In the following days, Wang Ba fell into a busy schedule.

During the day, he fermented chicken feed, fed, cleaned, and picked eggs... In his free time, he worked hard to eat other chickens except for the named A[-] to A[-].

Finally, after eating the six spiritual chickens and immediately visualizing the Yin God, the drop of Yin God's power in the Yin God Palace returned to the size of a peanut.

"It seems that one drop of Yinshen's power is equivalent to eating seven to eight spiritual chickens."

Wang Ba recorded the change process of Yinshen power, thoughtfully.

He conveniently threw a discarded spirit worm into the mouth of Jia Wu who was wandering around.

Jia Wu flapped his wings happily, and after eating the worms, he rubbed against Wang Ba's thigh.

Very intimate.

Compared with the other rare chickens and spirit chickens, Jia Wu's IQ seems to be a little higher. When Wang Ba is busy, he often squats aside and tilts his head to watch.

Wang Ba didn't chase it away either, and let it hang around beside him.

Jiawu was brought up by him alone, so he has a little affection.

In his spare time, Wang Ba will also train Jiawu, teaching it simple gestures or voice commands, such as come over, get down, and fly, and even obey the instructions and run back to Mr. Sun's room to hide.

Compared with a smart and docile puppy, it is not far behind.

The only downside is that there is a lot of shit.

Compared with other rare chickens and spiritual chickens, there are much more.

So Wang Ba gave it another name: Shi Wang.

This can be regarded as Wang Ba's only pleasure in the villa.

After seven or eight days of busy work, I finally fed all twenty rare chickens with powdered spirit stones and implanted them with the nematode worm.

I don't know if the aura in the spirit stone is too abundant compared to the rare chickens. After eating the powder of the spirit stone, they all stopped eating.

No matter how Wang Ba feeds it, it has no effect.

The demand for chicken feed in the villa dropped sharply, which made Lao Hou feel a little worried for him.

"Brother Wang, why don't you go and ask Mr. Xu Da from Jingshanfang to have a look. He is a veteran doctor. There are hundreds of villages in Dingzizhuang. If you have any problems, most of them go to Mr. Xu Da."

"Thank you, I'll ask if I have the chance."

Wang Ba replied with concern.

After delivering the chicken feed, Lao Hou would always chat with Wang Ba.

This is also one of the few channels for Wang Ba to learn about outside information.

As usual, Lao Hou was not in a hurry to leave after delivering the goods. As usual, he looked mysterious and said in a low voice:

"Speaking of which, you are not the only Zhuangzi who has problems with Ding Zizhuang."

"Oh? Old Hou, tell me."

Wang Ba showed an interested look.

When Lao Hou saw this, he immediately got excited:

"Ding 54 Village heard that there was a chicken plague, and many died! And Ding Shiliu Village, I heard that a spirit beast raised by an elder in the outer gate escaped and ate one or two hundred rare chickens in one go! "

"so much!"

Wang Ba felt distressed when he heard this. If this was given to him, it could be exchanged for thousands of years of life!
It's a pity that this belongs to Ding Shiliuzhuang and has nothing to do with him.

"It's nothing more than chicken plague. It was eaten by the elder's spirit beast. Doesn't the elder still want to compensate?"

Wang Ba asked curiously.

"Naturally, you have to pay for it. Dingzizhuang raises chickens for the 'Wan Beast House'. I heard that the elder didn't dare to fool the past, so he specially sent his disciples to send Shiliuzhuang as an apology. Guess what it is?"

The old Hou played tricks, but before Wang Ba could ask, he couldn't help shaking, and stretched out a finger, very excited:
"A full 100 Yuan Lingshi!"

"100 yuan! My God, I've never seen so many in my life!"

Wang Ba was fine, although his face also looked shocked, but there was no big disturbance in his heart.

After all, he is also a person who has owned more than 40 spirit stones. If he is willing to take risks, it will be far more than that.

After sighing for a while, Lao Hou said with a hint of envy:

"Song Lun from Shiliuzhuang is a blessing in disguise!"

"Now, I'm going everywhere to buy rare chickens to fill the vacancy of Zhuangzi!"

"However, even if he buys another two hundred, he can still save a lot. The elder is so generous!"

"Tsk tsk! Maybe I will come here to buy a few in a few days! Don't forget to kill him then!"

Wang Ba waved his hands again and again: "I'm all sick, how can people appreciate it."

The words say so.

But what I didn't expect was that within a few days, Song Lun from Dingshiliuzhuang actually came to visit.

"Brother Wang, I'm sure you know why I'm here. If there are any extra rare chickens, I'd like to buy them at a high price."

Song Lun, who was over half a century old but well-dressed, raised his hand in salute, looking quite sincere.

Wang Ba apologized, "Brother Song, it's not that I don't want to sell it, it's because I don't have any spare chickens."

Song Lun frowned slightly.

But when he saw the listless rare chickens behind Wang Ba, his brows eased, and after a few words of greeting, he left in disappointment.

A few days later, it was the day of offering.

Deacon Li still arrived as scheduled, but this time he brought a piece of news that surprised and shocked Wang Ba.

"Mr. Sun is dead?"

(End of this chapter)