Headless Immortal

Chapter 11 Five Links

under the moonlight.

Even though the old cat was wounded by an arrow and bleeding, he still looked like a majestic general!
The toad under its mouth had its head swallowed.

Its powerful form lasted only a few breaths before the old cat collapsed to the ground.

Zhao Jia rushed to help him up.

You can hear the sound when you get closer.

‘Gulu. ’

The jailer, Zhao Jia, could see embarrassment on the black cat's face.

hungry.

Back in the grocery store, I could at least fill my stomach with the food stored in the refrigerator. But since arriving in this world, I haven't even had a proper meal in half a day.

The 'Cat Walk' is also a major drain on physical strength. Lu Xun had only fought for a short while when he collapsed due to his injuries and hunger.

Zhao Jia fumbled in his pocket and pulled out half a flatbread, breaking it into small pieces to feed the black cat.

The black cat shook its head and refused to eat.

"Meow."

The black cat Lu Xun stretched out its paw and pointed at the toad whose head had been removed, then opened its mouth and pointed to its own empty throat.

"You must eat it."

Zhao Jia turned to look at the toad, which resembled a small millstone, and was momentarily at a loss as to what to do.

He pointed his sword and shouted, "Find the pot!"

"There is a pot, there is a pot."

Guangfa hurriedly went to the first-floor cellar and dug out an iron pot.

The cellar, used for storing grains and fruits and vegetables, naturally also contained some old kitchen utensils.

Set up the pot.

Start a fire.

Guanglue was not idle either; he used buckets to draw water from the well.

Zhao Jia threw the toad onto the thick wooden table and washed his long knife with well water.

Peel.

Cut the large toad into smaller pieces along its joints.

Zhao Jia was about to throw everything into the boiling pot.

"slow."

Zhao Jia's wife, Wang Ruo, stopped him.

"kitchen knife."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Guangfa did not dare to resist at all.

Zhao Jia was a well-known constable in the county government, highly skilled in martial arts, but he was just unlucky.

He lost the position of head constable in the competition with the county magistrate's brother-in-law, but the county magistrate, in order to appease this hardworking and meritorious constable, also gave him the position of jailer.

Not to mention the black cat licking its fur and tending to its wounds—a true monster.

I just hope these two grandfathers will finish their meal and leave quickly.

"Scallions, ginger, garlic, Sichuan peppercorns, star anise..."

"Ruo'er, they don't have these things. Monks don't eat meat."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes," Guanglue chimed in.

Wang Ruo glared angrily at the two monks: "Brother Jia, don't forget, they are frivolous monks."

If Zhao Jia hadn't arrived in time, he would have lost his innocence.

The two monks willingly served as servants, shuttling between the first and second cellars.

Wang Ruo deftly sliced ​​the ginger with a cleaver in hand.

Cut the scallions into sections and mince the garlic.

The couple worked together.

Zhao Jia dug out the toad's internal organs and went to the well to wash the toad meat.

Wang Ruo then placed the chopped toad meat into a boiling pot, and added seasonings such as Sichuan peppercorns and star anise.

While the stew was simmering, I didn't just wait around; I quickly made four dishes and a soup.

As Wang Ruo lowered her sleeves and wiped her sweat, she saw her husband treating the big black cat's wounds.

The superficial wounds caused by the water jets looked quite alarming.

Zhao Jia carefully applied the medicine while reassuring him, "Brother Cat, this is a family heirloom wound medicine. I guarantee it won't leave a scar."

As Wang Ruo wiped her hands, she said with a hint of pity, "This might hurt a little."

Zhao Jia said in a serious tone, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."

"hiss!"

The effects of the wound medicine made Lu Xun gasp for breath.

A few moments.

Pain is ultimately nothing compared to hunger.

Lu Xun jumped onto the thick bench, squinted at the large pot, and his ears twitched as the flames burned.

In less than 15 minutes, the large pot began to emit an enticing aroma.

Is it overcooked?

Zhao Jia asked the question on behalf of the black cat.

Wang Ruo, with his rich experience, said, "If you want it cooked until very tender, you have to simmer it over high heat for an afternoon, but it should be cooked through by then."

"Serve it out."

Zhao Jia and his companion each took two pieces of meat and simmered them in the broth with spices into a large bowl.

"Brother Cat, don't be in such a hurry."

Zhao Jia turned slightly to look at the two monks: "Try it."

Guanglue and Guangfa exchanged a glance, both seeing two words in each other's eyes.

Bitter!

Guangfa tremblingly clasped his hands together and said, "Ah... Amitabha, this humble monk is a monk and cannot eat meat." "Yes, yes," Guanglue echoed.

“I didn’t consult you.” Zhao Jia placed two large bowls on the thick table and pressed down on his long knife.

That cold, hard mask was on his face again: "If you ate the toad meat, you'll be fine, and I'll spare your lives. If you don't eat the meat, I'll chop you both up right now!"

Keng.

The long sword was drawn an inch from its sheath.

"eat."

"Let's eat meat!"

The two monks each picked up a large bowl and their chopsticks.

With a determined heart, he picked up the toad meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

Lu Xun watched quietly for a while.

The toad's venom wasn't very potent; he had already sensed it when he bit into it.

Later, Zhao Jia skinned and removed the heart, leaving only the white flesh to cook. After so much time, the remaining venom would have long since dissolved in the boiling water. Venom itself is protein, and cooking denatures it, causing it to lose its biological activity.

Caution is the boat.

It makes perfect sense to let the two monks eat first.

"Brother Cat."

Seeing that the monk showed no signs of poisoning, Zhao Jia felt relieved and served Lu Xun some toad meat, especially picking out the toad legs, which were easy to chew and had a good texture.

Zhao Jia then served out the four dishes and soup he had prepared: "Come on, wife, let's eat this."

Black cats are monsters, so it's probably okay for them to eat monsters raw.

They are different; they don't have this kind of luck.

The four people and one cat enjoyed a delicious meal by moonlight in the second-floor cellar.

The two monks ate three large bowls before putting down their food.

The toad meat is crystal clear and exceptionally delicious when enhanced by spices.

Lu Xun also ate until he was round and full.

Cat instincts made Lu Xun sleepy after eating, so he rubbed his ears with his paws and yawned widely.

After eating and drinking his fill, Zhao Jia took out a small notebook, rummaged through his pocket and found a small calligraphy brush. The black wolf hair brush was covered in dried ink, so he casually wet it with well water from a ladle and used the old ink to write. He turned to a brand new page and said, "I will ask, and you will answer."

"Officer Zhao, spare my life!"

The two monks knelt down with a thud.

Guangfa and Guanglue kowtowed repeatedly, begging for mercy, saying, "Who doesn't know that this is the arrest list of the Six Doors? Once you're on the list, you have to go to jail for trial."

clack.

The long sword, still in its scabbard, landed on Guangfa's shoulder.

The monk shuddered in fright.

Knife and pen.

You have to choose one.

The monks were wise.

Zhao Jia asked directly, "When did the toad spirit appear in the temple?"

"About half a year ago..."

Over there, Zhao Jia was interrogating the monks about the temple and the toad monster.

Meanwhile, Lu Xun began to examine the newly acquired head.

Close your eyes.

Consciousness appeared in a strange space.

Lu Xun immediately noticed the lifeless head.

The ink-black characters, as dark as smoke, emerged.

The skull of the Five-Powered God, the 'Lackey-Headed Monk'

Species: Snake (insect-frog)

Quality: Normal

Spell: Water Arrow (Beginner's Guide)

Commentary: There is a beast in the Southern Mountains that resembles a frog and is called a toad. It has blue spots on its back, white stripes on its belly, and its voice is like thunder. When it cries out, rain will fall.

[Whether or not to devour the skull of the Five-Tongued God 'The Bald Monk']

"no."

It's an amazing feeling.

It seemed that he could put on the bald monk's head with just a thought.

To avoid shocking the world, he did not try it in front of others.

Click.

Zhao Jia closed the small book and tucked the long sword into his waistband.

"I will report the situation here truthfully."

"Don't even think about running away. You can run away from the monk, but you can't run away from the temple."

The county government registered all the people in its jurisdiction, and even monks with ordination certificates could face legal trouble if they wandered around recklessly.

"Keep your mouth shut; don't say what you shouldn't say!"

"Understand?"

"understand!"

The two monks kowtowed repeatedly.

"My wife, let's go."

Zhao Jia took a step forward and then looked back: "Thank you for your help, Brother Cat. Why don't we go together?"

The black cat stood up and looked at Zhao Jia with its round, golden eyes.

He originally intended to follow Zhao Jia to find someone to take a head for convenience, but unexpectedly he ended up with the head of one of the five Tong.

Having never been to the area before, Lu Xun thought for a moment and then followed.

(End of this chapter)