Chapter 6 Chapter 228 Chicken King

Wei Ning suddenly said to Zhang Mao: "Show me your saliva and semen." Zhang Mao was immediately embarrassed and kept silent. This saliva is easy to handle, but this semen... Wei Ning said: "It's already at this time, why are you embarrassed? The so-called saliva and semen contain the soul, that is, the vitality and spirit of a person. Only by reading these can I accurately judge whether your Yang Yuan is still alive at this time." How much is left?" Zhang Long also urgently urged: "Baby, it's already at this time, so what's there to be embarrassed about?"

Zhang Mao blushed and whispered: "Then you all go out for a while." After a while, Zhang Mao's voice came from the cave, calling Wei Ning and others to come in. Wei Ning glanced at Zhang Mao's saliva, and saw that Zhang Mao's saliva was thick and yellow, like a ball of snot that could not be wiped clean. , couldn't help frowning and said: "As the saying goes, 'white phlegm is light, green phlegm is heavy, and yellow phlegm is fatal.' I don't say it, you should understand." Wei Ning glanced at Zhang Mao's semen again, sighed, and said, "Essence is the essence of human soul and life. I was worried that this female ghost would suck your essence when she had sex with you. Trauma, it’s a big deal to replace it with a skin, but if you let out your energy, it’s hard for a god to save you at this time!”

When Zhang Long heard this, his face paled in fright and he said, "God, please save my son, you must have a way, right!" Wei Ning said: "There is a way..." Before Wei Ning finished speaking, Zhang Long kowtowed and said, "Thank you god, thank you god." Wei Ning said: "It's just that my method is too dangerous. If it doesn't work, Zhang Mao may be separated from his soul, and he will never be able to return to the mortal world. You should think clearly." Zhang Mao smiled miserably and said: "It's all over now. Mister has the right to treat my dead horse as a living horse doctor. If I, Zhang Mao, have such a calamity, I will admit it. Whether I live or die, I will be married in the next life." Huan, I will also thank Mr.

Wei Ning nodded and said, "To save Zhang Mao, two things are needed, the ice coffin and the chicken king are indispensable." Zhang Long frowned and said: "This ice coffin is easy to get. There are funeral parlors in the provincial capital. I can rent it. It's just a matter of money. But where can we find this chicken king?" Wei Ning said: "Is there someone raising chickens near you? If so, let's go and see, try our luck. It's up to people to make things happen, and it depends on whether Brother Zhang's life is hard!" Zhang Long and Zhao Shun carried Zhang Mao back home. Zhang Long's wife couldn't help being sad when she saw Zhang Mao, but Wei Ning had explained that no one could touch Zhang Mao, so Zhang Mao's mother didn't dare Clean up Zhang Mao.

Early the next morning, Zhang Long asked Wei Ning to go look for the chicken king together. Last night, Zhang Long asked all the villagers around him, but they didn't get anything. Zhang Long and Wei Ning walked through several chicken raising houses, but Wei Ning just walked around and shook his head and left.Until the afternoon, after walking about four or five houses, Wei Ning finally stayed in front of a family's chicken coop. After looking at it for a long time, Wei Ning nodded and said to Zhang Long: "See, that's the chicken king." Zhang Long looked along Wei Ning's fingers, and saw that the chicken was only the size of a fist, with all its feathers missing, standing tremblingly in the corner, shivering all over, as if it might die at any moment.

Zhang Long asked in disbelief: "Mr. Wei, are you reading it wrong? I don't look like a chicken king no matter what!" "Look carefully." At this time, it happened to be when the group of chickens were eating, Wei Ning said: "You look after it." The owner sprinkled the feed all over the ground, and all the chickens didn't dare to move their mouths. The little chicken began to nod continuously, and after more than 300 nods, it started to peck. After the little chicken pecked, all the chickens Only then began to thump and peck. Seeing this, Zhang Long and Wei Ning smiled heartily. Zhang Long went to the owner and asked, "Do you sell this chicken?"

"Sell it, sell it, why don't you sell it?" The owner originally thought the chicken was too small to be sold, but now that someone offered to buy it, why would he not agree.After haggling with the owner, Zhang Long bought the chicken at an extremely low price. After returning home, Zhao Shun had already rented the crystal coffin, and Zhang Long's wife was waiting eagerly for news from Wei Ning. Wei Ning looked at the crystal coffin and said, "I have both, that's good, let's start now, but before we start, I have to explain to you the stakes." "Zhang Mao is already terminally ill at this time. Both his body and energy have been completely damaged. He only relies on a breath of life to continue his life, and now I want to cut off his breath of life."

"Ah!" After hearing Wei Ning's words, Zhang Long and his wife were taken aback, and lost their voices, "Then our Maoer..." "That's right, Zhang Mao died." Wei Ning nodded, "But I will seal Zhang Mao's breath in his body the moment he dies, and then use our Zhuyou spell to refine him. Become a zombie." "And then?" Zhang Long asked repeatedly. "Then we will build a mourning hall for Zhang Mao, but we will not bury him until Zhang Mao returns to his soul." Wei Ning continued: "Everyone's soul-recovery day is different. Some people return to their souls in seven days, some in fourteen days, and some even take seven to forty-nine days to return to their souls. There are titles such as first seven, two seven, five seven, seven seven, etc., but we can still calculate it based on the year, month, and branch of the deceased."

"People have three souls and seven spirits. When they die, the spirit leaves the body. The spirit rises and the spirit descends. However, there is a certain distance between the spirit and the human body. We can roughly calculate it based on the time of death. For example, if someone died on Jiazi Day, the spirit Entering the ground is one foot and eight feet deep, and it takes eighteen days to return to the soul; if it is Renyin day, it will return to the soul thirteen days after death. Therefore, before the return of the dead soul, its soul is in the sky, and its soul into the ground."

Wei Ning continued: "When we calculate the date of Zhang Mao's return to the soul, the next thing will be much easier. The return of the soul is also called Huisha, because the soul of the deceased will definitely bring the evil spirit to accompany him on the night of the return of the soul. So on the day of Zhang Mao's return, all of you must close the doors and windows, and you must not come out, otherwise you will be hit by a fire, and you will be seriously ill, or... In short, that night must be very dangerous."