Chapter 82: The Scheme

Sha Er Zhu carried Niu Congcong on his back, ready to head to the Xu Residence, while still carrying that fifty-to-sixty-year-old mountain Ginseng on his person.

A chicken demon is certainly more nourishing than an ordinary chicken; with this Ginseng, making a Ginseng-chicken soup would be a great tonic!

Besides this, there were three masks—one on his chest, one on his back, and one on his forehead—a rattle-drum tucked into his waistband, and a five-colored skirt that was bright and flashy.

Niu Dafu stared in a daze: "What kind of stuff have you been learning?"

Xiaopangdun immediately used the Infatuation Technique; ever since he used it to deal with his great-uncle last time, he discovered that the closer the person, the less guarded they were, and the more effective and responsive it was—basically granting every request.

This spell was also "bullying at home," though it was also possible that Niu Congcong didn't know how to use it properly and was unskilled.

"Where are you going?"

Failed? Infatuate again! Whirlpools appeared in Niu Congcong's eyes.

"You rebellious son! Why are you staring at me?" Niu Dafu felt his hair stand on end? Hmm? Failed again?

I'll infatuate again! Suddenly, a sense of guilt welled up in Niu Dafu's heart: This child, I have owed him so much; these years of doing business have caused me to neglect him a lot. Oh well, heaven wants to rain, a mother wants to remarry—let him go, I can't control him anymore...

He immediately said: "Just don't cause trouble for me, go!"

Niu Mu, however, was even more anxious: "You're still letting him act in his madness? This hysteria is getting more serious, hurry and invite a doctor! If not a doctor, inviting a ritual master to take a look will do too; this is either a collision with something, or there's a problem with the ancestral graves..."

Sha Er Zhu was already carrying Xiaopangdun, walking as if flying, heading toward the Xu family.

It could only be said that the Magic Tools and attire of Shamanism were indeed somewhat "peculiar."

The characteristic of Ten Thousand Things Have Spirits, in the eyes of outsiders, was just a bit mad; cloth dolls talking, masks talking, cats talking, dogs talking—it was just like the various illusions and hallucinations produced after eating poisonous mushrooms.

Niu Congcong also didn't confess to his parents; firstly, he hadn't achieved any powerful skills, secondly, he felt that even if his parents knew, it would be useless, and thirdly, even if they knew, they wouldn't necessarily believe it, and even if they did, he couldn't lead his parents to cultivate...

This was not wrong; after all, not every person who cultivates the Dao aspires to ascend with their whole household; most still just look out for themselves. Moreover, the Shamanism of the Mounted Immortals was not some "people-friendly dharma sect." Worshipping a Fox Immortal—it sounds nice to call it a Fox Immortal, but in reality, it is a fox demon, and many people are very wary of it.

Arriving at the Xu Residence, Niu Congcong felt an aura different from his own home. The trait of Ten Thousand Things Have Spirits allowed him to sense a vibrant vitality; this was the effect of the "auspicious life-Qi" of the residence, as if he had arrived at a sun-drenched mountain forest in spring, making one feel joyful.

"Brother Xu, I'm here! Hehe, look what I brought for you!"

Xiaopangdun couldn't wait to take out the Ginseng box: "It's even better than the one from last time!"

Xu Jia saw this Ginseng; it was a small piece, yet it had ring after ring, with sufficient age. Although there were hundred-year Ginsengs, its value was extremely high, and furthermore, Ginseng over a hundred years old generally "becomes a spirit through age," as Ginseng is a "Spirit Grass" that connects to Earth Qi and can absorb the Spirit Qi of Heaven and Earth.

In later generations, there was the saying of "nurturing Spirit Grass," and the number one Spirit Grass was Ginseng. Reciting scriptures to it daily to develop its spirituality had the effect of turning one's fortune.

Xu Jia didn't know if this method was true or false; after all, he wasn't clear if this method counted as a Feng Shui Fortune Turning Method, but Spirit Nourishing Scripture Recitation indeed had its own logic. The goldfish under Guanyin's seat could descend to the world as a monster after listening for a few years; perhaps its ability was similar to a "Mounted Immortal," just considered a "House Immortal," and closer to home.

"This Ginseng is perfect for stewing chicken!" Xu Jia laughed: "You have a lucky mouth; this chicken demon that has become a spirit is not easy to find. Even if you find one, ordinary fire won't cook it through. Only someone like me who cultivates knows how to process it into an Immortal Medicinal Diet."

Xiaopangdun chuckled: "Niu Dafu has another 120-year-old Ginseng, but a big medicine merchant wants it. My dad needs to use it to pull strings to get big orders later, otherwise I would have taken it!" Xu Jia laughed: "You have a good heart, but there's no need to do that. Once the chicken demon is removed, I can complete the Heart General Refining, and the Golden Toad Dharma Artifact will be initially forged. At that time, I will offer the Heart General before the Fox Immortal Altar, and he will naturally have some spells related to wealth luck; then we won't be short of money. I've said it before, we don't earn money from the poor, only from the rich."

"My dad is quite rich; sometimes I even feel he is rich but unkind..."

Xu Jia: You really are your father's good son!

Xu Jia said: "This time, to remove the chicken demon, we need to think of a strategy, otherwise if it runs away, it would be very unwise."

"Then what should we do?"

"Use a scheme," Xu Jia said. "Chickens love to eat centipedes. I happen to have a centipede pearl here; with a little arrangement, I can lure a large number of centipedes."

"That Reverse-Feather Chicken has the ability to drive wind and fly. After eating centipedes tainted with the aura of the Wind Calming Pill, it will be unable to control the evil wind to fly for a short period."

"Find some older women to use straw to twist into grass ropes—note, you cannot twist with your right hand, you must use your left hand. Weave these grass ropes into a net; it doesn't need to be big, but it must be eight-sided. After weaving it, tie chicken feathers onto it, and you can take advantage of the time the chicken demon cannot fly to trap it."

"But this net won't trap it for long, so I also need a chicken cage that has been used for over three years to cover it."

"Then with Hu Jinhua and the others making a move, once the fox urine is sprinkled, no matter what abilities it has, it won't be able to display them."

Xu Jia was utilizing the characteristic of "all things mutually generating and restraining" to calculate its foundation and use it for balance.

Aside from the information Hu Jinhua provided, most of the methods were obtained through Calculation of Heavenly Secrets.

He did not intend to rush in blindly.

"This chicken demon's coat of reverse feathers—it's a pity there are too few. Otherwise, ancient cultivators, some called Feathered Scholars, used the feathers of various spirit birds to make feather garments. Among them, the most famous is the Crane Cloak Feather Garment. Ancient cultivators, draped in bird feathers, could turn into large birds and roam the heavens." Xu Jia felt a bit regretful.

"If we can't make clothes, a feather duster will do," Niu Congcong pondered. "It would hurt to hit people with it, and carrying such a gust of wind, that would be truly powerful!"

Xu Jia laughed upon hearing this: "It's not enough to make clothes for us, but Hu Jinhua and the others have small figures. When the time comes, if the chicken demon's wing bones are left behind, perhaps she can fly."

"Flying fox?" Niu Congcong couldn't imagine it.

"That pair of chicken feet will be offered to the Luejue Mountain God."

"Hmm... I want to use the chicken blood to draw talismans." Xu Jia had long since allocated the parts of this chicken demon; even its Soul was to be captured to make a "chicken ghost" to serve as a mount for the Luejue Spirit General, which would also fit the characteristics of "Jijue Mountain."

Meanwhile, in the Qingfeng Pavilion, the Reverse-Feather Chicken demon was doing shameful things with his harem of wild chickens. In fact, it wasn't just chickens; he had specifically captured a small falcon to satisfy his desires.

Chickens fear eagles—what a joke! However, this chicken demon, who had never feared the wind, suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and as if he had caught a plague, he began to sneeze.

(End of this chapter)