Weird Cultivation, I have a five-organ temple

Chapter 14: All Waste

Snake gall is a good thing. It has the effects of clearing away heat, improving eyesight, dispelling wind and detoxifying.

However, the strange snake was too bizarre, which made Shang Lu a little worried, fearing that there was something strange about the snake's gallbladder.

Wouldn't it be terrible if you eat this snake gall and turn into a monster that is neither human nor ghost?

But Shanglu was reluctant to destroy the snake gall.

This snake gall looks great, crystal clear like jade, and looks like an elixir with extraordinary effects.

For a moment, Shang Lu was undecided, but fortunately he had Sanniang to ask for help.

"Sanniang, do you think this snake gall is edible?"

Shang Lu lowered his head and asked the oil-paper umbrella in his arms.

Since Sanniang knew how to deal with the strange snake, it showed that she was very familiar with this evil spirit.

"eat……"

As soon as Shang Lu finished speaking, that vague, gentle voice rang in his ears again.

At the same time, a breeze blew up, carefully blowing away the broken meat, blood and dirt on the snake gall.

It's OK. Since Sanniang said it's edible, there must be no problem.

Not to mention that Sanniang was considerate enough to help clean the snake gallbladder, so there was no need to worry about misunderstanding the words and hearing "don't eat" as "eat".

Shanglu reached out and picked up the snake gall, ready to swallow it.

But he suddenly remembered something. Instead of eating the snake gall, he pinched it, squeezed out the green bile, and smeared it on a red, swollen, itchy and painful wound.

A cool and refreshing feeling suddenly appeared around the wound.

Although the wound is still painful and has not healed, the itching and burning sensation has been greatly alleviated, and the swelling has begun to subside visibly.

After confirming that bile could dissolve snake venom, Shanglu immediately squeezed out more and applied it on all the wounds before throwing the snake gall into his mouth.

A strong bitter taste instantly filled his mouth. Shanglu's expression became distorted and painful, and he almost vomited the snake gall.

Fortunately, reason overcame impulse. Shang Lu forced himself to swallow the snake gall bladder whole. Not to mention chewing it, he couldn't even keep it in his mouth for one more second.

In fact, it is best not to eat snake gall raw, because it is very likely to contain parasites.

But Shanglu was not worried.

Not to mention that the strange snake is weird, it is hard to say whether there are parasites living on it. After the snake gall is swallowed, it will enter the internal organs. Even if there are parasites, they will be treated as sacrifices and offered to the spleen god.

To the spleen, no matter how powerful the parasites are, they are just proteins, crunchy, and can generate a lot of qi, blood, and essence.

After swallowing the snake gall, Shang Lu focused his mind on his dantian, and sure enough, he saw the snake gall on the altar in the temple of the five internal organs in his body.

At the same time, he also felt a chill rising from his stomach and spreading throughout his body.

Shanglu knew that this was the essence of qi and blood generated after the snake gall was transformed by the spleen spirit.

Normally, he should practice immediately to absorb the snake gallbladder to the greatest extent. However, this place and time was not suitable for practicing, so Shang Lu could only suppress his impulse and wait until he returned to his residence in the county town.

After retracting his spiritual sense, Shang Lu stuffed the oxtail knife with many holes in it into the scabbard, searched around for some dry grass and branches, piled them on the remains of the strange snake, and took out a tinder to light it.

Although the strange fog has dissipated at this moment, the ground is still wet and the dead grass and branches are also damp.

Shang Lu took a lot of effort to light the fire, but the smoke that came out was even bigger than the flames, choking him and making him cough repeatedly. His eyes were dry and sore and tears were streaming down his face.

Finally, the flames grew larger, illuminating the surroundings, drying up the dirty blood on the ground, and burning all the flesh, broken scales, and broken bones left by the strange snake.

After everything was burned, Shang Lu dug a pit nearby, buried the ashes and the burnt soil together, and stomped them firmly before continuing on his way. At this time, the sun had completely set, and the world fell into darkness. Only the dim moon emitted a weak light, barely illuminating the way forward.

Even on the official road, few people walked at night. Seeing this, Shang Lu no longer concealed his strength, used the bird-walking technique, and hurried on at full speed.

At the same time, he did not relax his vigilance and kept looking around, guarding against possible dangers lurking in the dark.

Only when he saw the city wall of Luoshui County did Shang Lu stop his bird-walking technique and slow down his pace.

When he arrived at the foot of the city, the people on the wall also saw him and shouted, "Who are you?"

Shang Lu raised his head so that the people on the wall could see him clearly, and responded loudly: "I am Shang Lu from the police squad. Can you please put down a hanging basket and lift me into the city?"

"Shanglu?"

Among the brave men on the city wall, there was actually someone who knew him. Upon hearing what he said, he stuck his head out and shone a torch around.

After identifying it clearly, he asked someone to get the hanging basket and asked curiously:
"Constable Shang, where have you been? Why didn't you catch up with the city gates?"

Shang Lu replied, "I went to my hometown in the countryside, and encountered an accident on my way back, which delayed me."

Soon a basket was lowered from the city wall and Shanglu was lifted up.

It was not until Shang Lu climbed up the city wall that Yong Zhuang noticed that his constable uniform was stained with blood and had many holes in it.

The brave men were very curious and kept asking him what happened.

Shang Lu certainly wouldn't say that these were the results of a fight with a strange snake.

He made up an excuse and cursed, "Damn it, don't mention it. I was really unlucky. I met a group of mad dogs on the way back and almost got eaten by them."

A brave man expressed his confusion: "Aren't you a regular soldier? How come you were messed up like this by a few mad dogs?"

Shang Lu sighed, and his expression seemed very lonely under the light of the torch.

"If it was before, I wouldn't be afraid even if I met a wolf, let alone a group of mad dogs. But I was injured and my cultivation was damaged."

Hearing him say this, Yong Zhuang, who was asking the question, also remembered that he "came back from the dead and lost all his cultivation", and suddenly felt guilty for exposing someone's scars.

I wanted to say something to comfort her, but I didn't know how to say it. I could only say awkwardly that everything would be fine.

Yongzhuang's guilty expression made Shang Lu wonder if this guy would sit up and slap himself twice in the face while sleeping during the break between shifts?

After thanking these brave men, Shang Lu went down the city wall and went straight home.

On the way, he met a night patrol constable, who saw his "disgraced" appearance and asked the same question as Yongzhuang on the city wall.

So before midnight, the news that Shang Lu was attacked by a mad dog and nearly lost his life spread among the capture squad.

Even Sun Ying, who was not on night duty, received the news.

Sun Ying first breathed a sigh of relief.

Shang Lu was made so miserable by the mad dog and nearly lost his life, which was enough to show that his cultivation had not improved at all.

The performance test is coming soon, and Shang Lu is sure to fail in his current condition.

But at the same time, Sun Ying felt a little regretful.

"Why didn't those mad dogs bite Shang Lu to death? And the place where he lived was said to be a haunted house, so why didn't the ghosts suck him dry? They are all garbage!"

Sun Ying wiped the sweat off his face. Under the influence of the sultry weather, he thought resentfully that he wished he could turn into a mad dog and pounce on Shanglu to bite off his neck.

This abnormally hot and humid weather really makes people irritable and angry.

(End of this chapter)