I can't be a demon.

Chapter 14: Demon? Just my snack

"It's strange. One moment it's bright, the next it's dark."

Shen Lian suppressed his hunger and looked up at the sky, noticing that the setting sun had dispersed the dark clouds and it would take at least another hour before curfew.

There were also shops in Xicheng District that did not close, after all, the heavy rain came and went quickly.

The woman's eyes moved.

Some of the diners pretended to complain and began to pack up their things to go home.

The woman echoed a few words, waved to Shen Lian and said, "Sir, the rice cakes are still hot. I will leave after I sell them all."

When the steamer is opened, the unique aroma of glutinous rice fills the air.

Shen Lian kept drooling and the bones in his chest felt hot.

He realized that rice cakes should be able to provide a warrior profession. When the bone blade first encountered pickled fish, its reaction was not so violent.

"Oh, there's definitely enough time to fill my stomach before curfew."

"Myna, please keep an eye on the outside."

The starling didn't say anything more. It spread its wings and flew to the top of the roof near the eaves. It tilted its head and looked at the woman with deep eyes.

"Madam, one drawer first."

Shen Lian deliberately sat next to the entrance and waved to the woman to bring the rice cake.

"I'm coming."

The woman still smiled as she covertly put the black rice into the steamer. Invisible resentment poured into it, and rice cakes were formed in a moment.

After a living person eats rice cake, resentment will corrode his body and soul, and he will become a puppet of the skin ghost.

"Guest, please have a taste."

The woman brought the steamer to Shen Lian's table.

Mi Gao's resentment was overwhelming, but Shen Lian didn't notice it at all.

The woman's greed could not be restrained. The other party was indeed an ordinary mortal. The Jinwu Guards would not let the resentment get close to them to prevent them from being possessed by ghosts.

"Eat, eat."

The woman returned to the stall and covered her mouth with her hands and chuckled.

Everything seemed to be going unusually smoothly. She seemed to be able to hear Shen Lian's screams before his death. The latter's abundant blood and energy was worth at least five years of Taoism.

"You are so polite, madam. Next time, please set up your stall at the morning market. There are more people there."

Shen Lian couldn't wait to pick up a piece of rice cake and then used his wisdom to see the details as usual.

[Rice cake identification successful, court experience +0.42%]

【Rice cake】

[Made by Sun Tang, the ingredients are aged black rice, and it goes through three cooking processes. ]

At 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 sizzled, then uncontrollably drilled into Shen Lian's mouth and nose and disappeared.

"Who is this... evildoer?!"

The skin ghost, as the source of the resentment, will inevitably be hurt.

Shen Lian nodded with satisfaction.

What frightened the woman was that she could not see through Shen Lian's methods from beginning to end. Wasn't the latter a warrior who had just started to practice skin refining?
“The rice cakes look good.”

Shen Lian noticed that the woman was paying attention to him and gave her a thumbs up.

Since the information about the rice cakes fed back by Jianwei Huiyan showed nothing unusual, he put his concerns aside. At least it showed that the rice cakes were edible.

Shen Lian had done experiments before.

If a highly toxic substance is added to food ingredients, no matter how much the poison is, a keen eye can easily identify it and mark the pros and cons.

He has long developed the good habit of making appraisals at will.

When the woman saw Shen Lian stuffing the rice cake into his mouth, she murmured to herself, "You can't be a demon, absolutely not..."

"It must be the talisman protecting me."

"It doesn't matter. Any mortal who eats the sacrifice will surely die!"

The so-called "sacrifice" usually refers to food that has been eroded by resentment.

Even if the evil spirits are warded off in time, the sacrifices will still become tasteless and difficult for mortal stomachs to digest, leading to organ failure.

Shen Lian's face changed. The old woman breathed a sigh of relief. How could a demon disguise itself as a mortal so vividly...

Just as the thought came to his mind, Shen Lian muttered, "It tastes terrible. No wonder we have to set up a stall in the alley. No one will come to the morning market."

Shen Lian gritted his teeth and swallowed it down his throat.

The rice cakes had no flavor at all and tasted like chewing soap.

[Take black rice cake, warrior experience +1.6%]

Shen Lian was a little helpless, but he had a lot of experience. It seemed that no matter how bad the food tasted, he couldn't let the old lady down!
"Well, there's an unexpected bonus."

The rice cakes are digested by the food supplement, and nutrients are slowly grown in the stomach.

Unlike pickled fish, perhaps because the rice cake is relatively fresh, it contains more nutrients than medicinal wine and is truly a tonic.

The nutrients make up for the deficit caused by the upgrade of the Zhulang Pile, and even have a certain surplus.

“I don’t know where they got the ingredients.”

Shen Lian quickly devoured the remaining rice cake. His warrior progress had exceeded 10%, and he successfully earned the first point since taking office.

Nutrients are stored in the stomach and intestines and cannot be absorbed by Zhulangjing alone.

Shen Lian was sweating profusely, with hot air coming out of his pores. That was a sign that nutrients were being lost quickly, leaving only a little left for refining his skin.

"He, he, he... is he a human or a ghost!!!"

The woman felt as if she was sitting on pins and needles, and her teeth were chattering.

She was clearly the ghost, but she felt genuine fear. The man with an ordinary appearance was completely beyond her cognition.

"Madam, do you have any more rice cakes?"

Shen Lian stood up and walked towards the woman, while calling out his profession panel.

[Do you want to consume 5 points to upgrade your martial arts: Chasing Waves (Great Mastery)]

Hehe, there are abundant nutrients here. If I don’t take advantage of the opportunity to add more, I will be sorry for the accumulated points.

Sure.

The blue bricks under Shen Lian's feet shattered into pieces, and his understanding of Zhulang Jin was further improved. His mind was filled with various techniques of using Jin.

With every step, water splashed on the ground.

However, under the effect of the wave-chasing force, the water droplets stayed suspended in the air for half a breath, and then hit the wall not far away at the speed of a bow.

Walk ten meters.

Shen Lian's Qi and blood were restrained, and his Zhulang Jin was transformed again.

The strength no longer has obvious impurities, and water ripples have been derived. The total amount has increased by more than three times, and it is automatically polishing the skin all over the body.

The woman sensed the alluring aura emanating from Shen Lian, but did not dare to react at all.

Shen Lian stabilized his wave-chasing power, his muscles bulged slightly, and his delicate skin looked like the group of sea dwellers who occasionally passed by Yanliang Town.

He subconsciously touched his neck and found a circle of scales growing on the vital part.

"After all, you can't escape from the special."

Fortunately, Shen Lian's scales are not obvious, and unlike Bai Haibo, his effects will only show when he is using the Zhulang Force.

He returned his strength to his dantian, and the scales disappeared into his skin.

"Madam, please bring as many rice cakes as you can, so that we can close the stall earlier."

The despair in the woman's eyes turned into resentment. The rice cake was the result of her fundamental resentment. Shen Lian's request was no different from taking away her cultivation.

"Ah~"

The starling showed a wise look.

The woman froze in place.

The bone blade on Shen Lian’s chest felt hot, and then extremely thick black gas surged.

A two-meter-long bloody mouth was faintly visible in the black air, the bright teeth flashed coldly, and the long and narrow tongue licked the lips.

Click click click.

Shen Lian touched the bone blade and found that the blade had already returned to normal.

"It doesn't matter if the rice cakes are sold out. Do you know where the black rice comes from?"

The woman trembled and lowered her head to fiddle with it.

"That... that black rice is a specialty of my hometown. Sir, please go back to your seat first. I will make the rice cake and serve it to you right away."

"Oh, what a pity."

(End of this chapter)