Pleasure Helping Spirit System

cluck!

The sudden change made the cock stunned and stood stiffly.

After reacting, the rooster turned angry and screamed at the emerald chicken.

The Emerald Chicken said contemptuously: "Stupid chicken, I won't give it to other chickens if they want it, but you still despise it, hum, change it for me."

As the sound sounded, the roaring rooster suddenly shone with light, and its body quickly petrified, turning into a... rock chicken!

Chen Hao: "..."

what's the situation? What's wrong with my little Huang? What about the benefits? This is a benefit?

"Hee hee, don't worry, it's just a small punishment, it won't hurt it, and as long as it refines my original monster energy, I can't do it." The Jade Chicken continued with a smile.

Chen Hao was speechless.

This means that it can be done without refining, tsk tsk, as expected, any animal, as long as it is female, is narrow-minded, Xiao Huang, don't blame brother, you made it yourself.

"Ahem, it's okay, you can play whatever you want, as long as you don't play badly." Chen Hao smiled, then changed the subject, and asked, "Well, this cave is blocked from all sides, do fellow Taoists know how to get out?"

Jade Chicken said: "This is my natal supernatural power. I was manipulated by darkness before. Now that my spiritual power has recovered, I can already put it away. You see."

As he spoke, the Jade Chicken opened its mouth and sucked it in, and Chen Hao saw that the entire mountain peak suddenly turned into a lime-gray air flow amidst the roar, and was sucked into the Jade Chicken's mouth.

Immediately, the light came into the eyes, and it was already morning.

Chen Hao heaved a sigh of relief, he could be regarded as having escaped from this ghostly place, and was almost trapped by a dead chicken.

But soon, Chen Hao felt that he had overlooked something.

Think, think, think, by the way, little ghosts and Mr. Xiong!

Chen Hao reacted and was immediately shocked.

Damn it, it's already dawn, are the kids and Mr. Xiong all right?

He hurriedly looked around, and soon, Chen Hao found that he saw more than a dozen clusters of Yin Qi in a tree hole. Obviously, he didn't wait until he came out, they didn't leave, but he had to hide first when it was dawn.

Chen Hao felt warm in his heart.

Sure enough, the pain was not in vain, and this education was still very successful.

"Fellow Daoist Chen Hao, I should go. I'm going to find Sister Hong to help me solve this annoying darkness. I will come and play with you when I have time." At this time, the Jade Chicken spoke.

Chen Hao smiled and said, "Go slowly, fellow Taoist, welcome to play."

The Emerald Chicken nodded, spread its wings and shook, suddenly soared into the sky, turned into a streak of light, and flew away through the air.

When the Jade Chicken left, the petrified rooster also slowly recovered, and the petrified state was lifted.

This time, the rooster didn't dare to crow, but looked at Chen Hao aggrievedly.

Chen Hao said angrily: "Don't look at me, you came here yourself, who is to blame? Besides, this emerald chicken should be a strange species of spiritual bird, and a breath of natal monster will definitely benefit you a lot, don't take advantage of it Be nice."

Rooster:"……"

Chen Hao no longer cared about the rooster, but instead looked at the bones all over the floor.

The mountain peak disappeared, and in the middle of the exposed open space, there was a thick layer of bone residue and a lot of rotten cloth.

Judging from some ancient costumes, this emerald chicken has been sealed here for many years, probably before the decline of practice, otherwise it is impossible for it not to perceive the so-called red sister. After all, to be able to resist the power of darkness that made him palpitate, and even a powerful alien spirit bird like the emerald chicken could not do anything about it, that sister Hong must have reached the post-innate state.

The decline of practice and the disappearance of the innate, this is a major event in the world of practice.

Perhaps, it won't be long before the emerald chicken who has been looking for nothing will come to him.

Suddenly, Chen Hao's gaze paused, and he found something that was an eyesore.

Some military uniforms, some broken guns, and a flag.

This flag is obviously a military flag. Although it has become dirty, the big red dog skin plaster on the flag is very eye-catching.

kid?

Chen Hao was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, this mountain actually tricked some little devils,

This is very satisfying.

But think about it, the crowing of the emerald rooster removed the phantom controlled by the power of darkness in the mountain. It is probably a method of supersession it knows, to transform the ghosts of the people who died here before.

This is uncomfortable, the little devil should be beaten to death, but it's a pity that the emerald chickens didn't know it, and they also completed the transcendence, Chen Hao could only sigh, counting them as lucky.

Then Chen Hao came to the tree hole.

Sensing Chen Hao's arrival, the dozen or so groups of ghosts in the tree cave were a little floating, obviously very excited.

Chen Hao smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

As he said that, Chen Hao stretched out his hand, and put the little ghosts and Mr. Xiong into his sleeves.

After returning to the car, the rooster was still a little sullen, as if his free life was put in shackles.

The black cat noticed the low mood of the rooster and let out a cry.

But the rooster didn't respond, and the black cat was dissatisfied. It turned around and jumped into the back seat of the car, lay down and closed its eyes to sleep.

Virtue, you did it yourself. You sensed the breath of the emerald chicken and wanted to steal other people's inner alchemy. You are lucky not to be beaten to death for this kind of robbery. Now that you have benefited, it is nothing to pay a little price, black cat I feel that this dead chicken still has received too few lessons and needs to be trained and trained.

Driving all the way, at around three o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Hao finally saw a city.

This city is not big, it should be regarded as a county seat.

And when he saw the county seat for the first time, Chen Hao's eyes lit up.

This is actually a quaint little town.

The small town is densely wooded and harmonious in nature, with small bridges and flowing water, fat ducks crouching, and old buildings covered with moss.

Pedestrians on the side of the road are not in a hurry, and the streets and alleys are quiet and peaceful.

What a quiet town in an impetuous era.

Chen Hao drove around and found that there are few vehicles here, most of them are walking, and a few people are riding bicycles.

For no reason, Chen Hao felt that driving was a bit of an eyesore, as if he didn't belong here.

But in Chen Hao's heart, he fell in love with this small town.

It happened that since he started his journey, he was mostly in a hurry, and it was rare to come across such a good place. Chen Hao planned to stay for a while, cultivate his heart and mind, and sort out his income.

Turning his gaze, Chen Hao saw two old people playing chess under a big tree in front of a family on the street. After watching for a while, Chen Hao smiled.

Pulling over to the side, Chen Hao walked over without disturbing, just watched quietly.

After a while, an old man and his son, a general, laughed loudly: "Lao Zhang, you lost again. You won two out of three rounds. You can try that thirty-year-old rice wine tonight."

Another old man looked displeased: "You old guy, I have been playing games for decades, and I have been familiar with the routines for a long time. In the past few days, your routine style has changed too much. You must have been instructed by an expert to trick me on purpose. "

"If you lose, you lose. You have no regrets, and you are responsible for winning or losing. Haha, the young man has been watching it for a long time. Is this the only reason for playing chess?"

The old man said, looking at Chen Hao.

Chen Hao said with a smile: "Master is right, the game of chess is like a game of war, and there is no regret when you lose. But I think this master also lost on purpose, just looking for an opportunity to buy you a drink."

The fourth update is presented, it’s too big, the author slapped himself, he was busy with other things, and found that he was writing in a hurry, so he needs to calm down, I’m afraid the fifth update won’t be finished. Continue to code, and upload it in the morning after writing.