All Heavens: Starting with Little Li Flying Dagger

Chapter 154 Old Foreigner: Is this chicken really that powerful?

"Ooh ooh ooh!"

Suddenly, the angry-eyed rooster let out a series of high-pitched cries.

"Um?"

Upon hearing the cry, Partridge Whistle's heart stirred, and he was about to go to the chicken coop to take a look.

Unexpectedly, a boy came over angrily carrying a knife and shouted, "Dad, I'm going to kill the chicken."

"Go ahead, go ahead!"

The old herbalist waved his hand impatiently.

"etc!"

Partridge Whistle raised his hand and shouted, then quickly walked to the chicken coop. Sure enough, just as he had expected, it was indeed a genuine Angry-Tempered Chicken.

Then he turned to the old man and said, "Old sir, you said before that only you dared to go into Ping Mountain to collect herbs?"

"good!"

"You said you have a protective treasure?"

"right!"

"May I ask, sir, is the treasure you speak of the chickens kept in this shed?"

The old herbalist chuckled, "It seems you have a good eye, brother. To tell you the truth, this chicken of mine is a treasure. Years ago, there was a hen in our village that laid a lot of eggs, but only our family hatched this chick; the rest of the eggs were all empty shells."

"So, our chicken is especially powerful because it has absorbed the divine energy of heaven and eaten a lot of spiritual medicine. This chicken is a treasure chicken."

The old foreigner chuckled, "This chicken does look quite unusual, but aren't you exaggerating a bit?"

"Mysterious? Young man, do you know why I dare to go into Ping Mountain alone to gather herbs? It's all thanks to this chicken. With it around, those poisonous insects dare not get close to me."

Partridge Whistle asked, "Old sir, if that's the case, then why did you kill it?"

"Well, you young people don't know this. Dogs don't live past eight years, and chickens don't live past six—"

Hong Gu couldn't help but ask, "What do you mean, 'Dogs don't live eight years, and chickens don't live six'?"

Partridge Whistle said, "So that's how it is. This saying comes from Yi Yao. The saying 'dogs don't live past eight years, chickens don't live past six years' means that domesticated animals like chickens and dogs shouldn't be kept for too many years."

"Why is that?"

Hong Gu asked again.

Partridge Whistle said, "The book says that these livestock listen to people talk every day and see their every move. Over time, they will gradually become human and will eventually become spirits or demons."

The old herbalist gave a thumbs-up and said, "I never expected you to have such insight, brother. I admire you."

Partridge Whistle then said to the old herbalist, "Since you've decided to kill the chicken, why not part with it and let us have it? I'm willing to offer one hundred silver dollars."

"What? One hundred silver dollars?"

The old foreigner got anxious and rushed forward.

According to the rules of the Mountain Moving Clan, they do not take any valuables when they enter a tomb, so the three of them, brother and sister, are not wealthy.

Their daily expenses were partly covered by the villagers and partly by collecting herbs or hunting wild animals in the mountains to earn money.

Having finally saved up some money, the old foreigner was naturally unhappy about having to give away half of it.

"Senior brother, this chicken isn't worth a hundred silver dollars at all. Besides, wouldn't carrying a chicken be a burden?"

At this moment, Gu Yu smiled and said, "No, this chicken cannot be measured by money, because it is not an ordinary chicken."

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"Oh?" The old foreigner looked at Gu Yu with a puzzled expression. "What's the story behind this chicken?"

Gu Yu pointed at the Angry-Eyed Chicken and said, "Chickens and other birds have eyelids that are the opposite of humans. Humans have eyelids on top, while chickens have eyelids on the bottom. But this chicken has eyelids that are on top, just like humans."

"Is that so?"

Upon hearing this, not only the old foreigner, but also Hua Ling, Hong Gu, and Chen Yulou were all surprised and crowded around to see.

"Huh? It really is!"

"That's strange, why are this chicken's eyelids located on top?"

At this moment, Partridge Whistle couldn't help but look at Gu Yu and said, "It seems that Brother Gu also knows the origin of this chicken."

Gu Yu smiled modestly: "It's just a coincidence. I once saw an ancient book that described a special kind of chicken, which is the Angry-Eyed Chicken kept in this shed."

The old foreigner turned his head and asked in surprise, "A 'Angry-Eyed Chicken'? What kind of breed is that?"

Gu Yu said, "Xiangxi has had the phoenix and black bird totem since ancient times, and many place names are related to the phoenix legend. For example, this county is called Nuqing County, and Nuqing is an image of the phoenix's cry."

"As early as the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, there were already legends about the Angry-Eyed Rooster. The Black Bird that the Chu people spoke of, which guided the soul, evolved from the totem of the Angry-Eyed Rooster."

"Therefore, this chicken is not an ordinary breed, but a rare phoenix breed, namely the Nuqing Chicken, which can only be found in Nuqing County."

"The crowing of the golden rooster is meant to distinguish between yin and yang, black and white, and the crowing of the angry rooster can dispel evil spirits and poisonous mirages, and drive away ghosts and demons."

After hearing Gu Yu's explanation, the old foreigner couldn't help but gasp: "Wow, this chicken is actually that powerful?"

Hong Gu quickly walked to Gu Yu's side and whispered in his ear, "Don't say anything more. If you say that, that old guy will be even less likely to sell."

Gu Yu smiled and replied softly, "Now that we're here, he has no choice but to sell."

Partridge Whistle, already prepared, said to the old herbalist, "Sir, the Angry-Eyed Rooster is a phoenix breed, a creature of heaven and earth. As a creature of heaven and earth, it has the instinct to choose its own master. How about we make a bet?"

The old herbalist asked, "What kind of bet?"

Partridge Whistle: "Let the Angry Rooster choose its own master."

The old herbalist chuckled, "A chicken is still just a chicken. It can't talk, so how can it choose its master?"

Partridge Whistle said, "I'll know if I ask."

"Ask? Ask whom? Ask the chicken?"

Partridge Whistle nodded: "Yes, ask the chicken!"

The old herbalist got excited and patted his chest, saying, "Alright, since you put it that way, I'll make a bet with you today to see who can wake this chicken out of its cage."

Partridge Whistle asked, "What if I summon it?"

"Then this chicken is yours!"

"Okay, it's a deal!"

Hong Gu couldn't help but sigh and said, "What's the point of this bet? These chickens are his, so naturally they'll listen to him."

Gu Yu whispered, "That's not necessarily true. This chicken is no ordinary thing; you can't treat it like a regular chicken."

"Alright, let's wait and see."

Next, the bet begins.

The old herbalist rushed into the house, took out a piece of Ganoderma lucidum the size of a large bowl, and walked to the chicken coop to start clucking.

"Come out, come out quickly! Don't you love eating Ganoderma lucidum the most? Here, take them all."

To his surprise, the angry rooster ignored him and paced back and forth in the shed, refusing to leave.

"Hey, come here! Don't you usually love eating Ganoderma lucidum? *cluck cluck cluck*"

The old herbalist called for a long time, but the angry-looking rooster remained unmoved.

At this moment, Partridge Whistle suddenly put his hand to his mouth and made a sound like a phoenix's cry.

"Coo coo coo————"

The Angry Rooster finally reacted, its eyes flashing with a sharp light, startling the old herbalist.

Partridge Whistle, whose real name is Yang Shao, is known as "Partridge Whistle" in the martial arts world because he is skilled in ventriloquism and can imitate all kinds of sounds with great lifelikeness.

At that moment, a miraculous scene unfolded.

The angry-eyed rooster not only came out of the henhouse, but also flapped its wings and took flight, instantly breaking through the rope net and soaring into the air.

Under the sunlight, its golden feathers are even more dazzling, truly resembling a phoenix soaring and dancing in the air.