Chapter 84: The Huang Family Temple of Tianliang Mountain

Because the wild chickens and domestic chickens under its seat did not move much, the chicken demon had actually dispatched its own carnivorous little darling wife, a falcon.

One can only say that in the animal world, the strong are respected; the falcon makes a living by hunting small birds, and usually, hunting is quite laborious, but now that it has submitted to the chicken demon, these small birds all tremble with fear, waiting to be eaten, not daring to resist.

The chicken demon even used a "demon core" from its crop to refine her, and gradually, nourished by demon Qi, she also developed intelligence, learning to worship the moon and pray to the flowers, cultivating by borrowing the Qi of the forest trees and wind-borne birds.

This female falcon arrived outside the bamboo forest and saw Niu Congcong, but did not see anyone else; although Niu Congcong's clothing was unusual, how would a bird care about what a human wears? On the contrary, colorful clothing is seen by birds as a symbol of the male, which is why they have magnificent feathers.

But it certainly did not look like it posed any threat.

However, it did confirm that the sound heard at Qingfeng Pavilion was indeed made by this strange bird with magnificent feathers.

Just as the female falcon was about to leave, it smelled a whiff of Chong Qi.

Although this Chong Qi is poisonous to humans, to a bird that preys on poisonous insects, it was an aroma wafting from its food.

So it flew into the bamboo forest; just as it entered, it saw many green snakes, spiders, centipedes, and toads crawling about and fighting each other.

Things of great poison must have properties of great nourishment.

Suddenly, the female falcon's cravings were hooked; it grabbed a green snake, pecked its head to shreds, and flew out of the bamboo forest.

The female falcon returned to the chicken coop at Qingfeng Pavilion and began to swallow the green snake in a leisurely manner.

When the chicken demon inquired, it chirped delicately; it is unknown how eagle language and chicken speech could communicate.

After hearing the description, the chicken demon roughly understood: "Which blind thing doesn't know that Qingfeng Pavilion is run by me, Shanjige? That bamboo forest is my backyard; practicing magic in my backyard is simply not taking me, Shanjige, seriously!"

Immediately, it was filled with rage, left the Qingfeng Pavilion, and took flight.

This Reverse-Feather Chicken had a wingspan of a full ten feet, its tail feathers were extremely long, measuring over three feet, and its plumage was extremely vibrant.

The strangest thing was that the feathers from the chicken's neck down to its tail all grew in reverse, looking fluffy and drafty; therefore, the rooster's comb was not bright red, but dark red, nearly black, caused by evil winds invading its body.

Xu Jia had previously worried that one chicken's feathers would not be enough to make a feather cloak, but he had underestimated the size of this chicken.

With such a hulking and sturdy build, I fear a single pot could not hold it.

The foxes, having received Xu Jia's instructions, kept their eyes on Qingfeng Pavilion; once the chicken demon left its nest, they came out, lit smoke in all directions, stirred up wind, and fanned it into Qingfeng Pavilion.

They took advantage of the night so no one would notice; otherwise, lighting this smoke in the daytime might make others think it was a "beacon fire," and the government would send people to investigate.

These fumes drifted into the chicken coop; it just so happened to be the You Hour, and these chickens, whether wild or domestic, were all squinting their eyes; although the smoke was thick, they were not startled, just squinting their eyes one by one.

The foxes then entered the smoke one by one, pounced straight at the chickens' throats, and bit them to death.

As they were biting, they suddenly discovered something was wrong; Hu Du Xiu looked closely and realized that a nest of weasels had mixed in at some point and were stealing chickens.

Hu Du Xiu was furious: "Whose side are you on? How dare you come and take advantage of our Fox Immortal Hall?"

This nest of weasels was also surprised to see the foxes: "Fox Immortal Hall? My family are disciples of the Huang Family Temple practicing on Tianliang Shan."

"My great-grandmother has a grudge against the chicken demon here; she calculated that the chicken demon's Calamity is tonight, and dispatched us to cut the weeds and dig up the roots—we have to shake his eggs until they are scrambled!" Hu Du Xiu recited: "Tianliang Shan... what relation is Huang Muchun to you?"

"You even know our ancestor Muchunzi? Our Huang Family Temple worships the Great Immortal Muchunzi," the little weasel said in surprise.

Hu Du Xiu often heard Hu Agui talk about how he wanted to become a Great Demon like Huang Muchun.

Huang Muchun was a weasel demon with quite a reputation, known as Great Immortal Huang, who had a temple dedicated to him; it was said that in his early years, he practiced under an extremely powerful Immortal.

Later, all the weasel demons in the world built temples for him to practice by, as this Great Immortal did not care about such Incense Fire.

Although Hu Du Xiu respected the Great Demon Immortal Huang Muchun, he would not respect these little weasels, and shouted: "Your great-grandmother calculated the Calamity of the Qingfeng Pavilion chicken demon, but it is our Fox Immortal Hall's business; there is a first-come, first-served order to these things. Are you here to help, or to steal the credit?"

"We are here to help." When the little weasel heard it was the Fox Immortal Hall handling the execution of the chicken demon, its spirit immediately softened, because their great-grandmother had suffered a great loss under this chicken demon.

"If you're here to help, that's fine. The chickens here are all accounted for; you cannot hide any secretly, and at worst, we'll share a few with you later! My master is currently dealing with the chicken demon; which one of you is going back to report to your great-grandmother?"

"I'll go, I'll go!" Huang Silang, who ranked fourth, volunteered.

He immediately inhaled a mouthful of smoke, released a burst of Qi from his rear, and used the smoke to escape.

Hu Du Xiu thought to himself: "This weasel family's innate Escape Method feels much more practical than our fox demon's Miqing Nungsha!"

Meanwhile, the Reverse-Feather Chicken arrived outside the bamboo forest, saw Xiaopangdun, and without a word, pounced to kill; its "cock-a-doodle-doo" sound seemed capable of waking the sun, and the wandering ghosts and evil spirits within a fifteen-mile radius did not dare to show their heads.

As for the poisonous insects in the bamboo forest, they went limp the moment they heard the sound; although they had consciousness, they could not move.

This is a natural suppression, just like how a tiger's roar in the wild can scare some herbivores to death.

This chicken spirit had practiced for many years, crowing at the sun every day, and had occupied a territory, becoming the king of chickens; its aura was entirely different.

Let alone the poisonous insects, even Niu Congcong felt his heart tremble upon hearing it; seeing the chicken, which was like a small cow, pouncing over, he immediately fled without a fight, burrowing into the bamboo forest.

The chicken demon landed, held its head high and chest out, and strode into the bamboo forest; small birds could fly in the bamboo forest, but with its large size, it could not.

As if patrolling its territory, the chicken demon looked around, saw Xiaopangdun's fat rear, and a surge of anger arose; it chased after him quickly, determined to peck it to shreds.

Xiaopangdun was chased until his soul nearly left his body; there were many poisonous insects around, and he was startled as he ran, but fortunately, he remembered Xu Jia's instructions and led it toward the trap.

The chicken demon was chasing vigorously when suddenly Xiaopangdun lost his trail; it turned out he had entered the "illusion array" marked by Hu Jinhua's urine.

The chicken demon lost its target, and while puzzled, it saw centipedes and poisonous snakes regaining their movement, so it could not resist its instinct and lowered its head to peck and eat.

It sucked these centipedes and poisonous snakes into its stomach one by one, just like slurping rice noodles.

But gradually, the centipedes' ability to calm the wind took effect, and the feathers on the Reverse-Feather Chicken's body smoothed down from their bristling, reversed state.

And the sound of the wave drum rang out again at this moment...

Dong-dong, dong-dong, it sounded like a heartbeat, and also like the war drums on a battlefield, capable of manipulating people's emotions.

The chicken demon was enraged! You dare to provoke Shanjige while he is eating! Simply audacious! (End of chapter)