Chapter 15 Shadow Demon

This knife was probably left by Chen Shu's great-grandfather. He was a famous butcher in the surrounding area. He was very good at killing pigs. He could kill a pig with a white knife and a red knife.

People in the village were willing to hire him. It didn't cost any money. He just shared a few pounds of meat from slaughtering a pig.

Later, the family became prosperous, and the butcher's business was no longer done.

But the knife was not idle - just like the company has a weekend off, but you can't.

In the end, it became a service item for the old Chen family. Grandpa set a rule at the beginning: this knife must see blood every day and must be nourished with spiritual thoughts every day.

Since then, they have been following the rules, and it has become a habit.

Now, it has been three generations.

It's just that in the early days, the family was wealthy and prosperous, and they could serve live poultry every day. But by the time of Chen Shu's generation, it was only one heir, and they almost had no contact with other distant places, so they had to make do with some pig blood.

Pull out the butcher knife from the table cabinet.

The blade is 70 cm long, extending from the handle to the tip, showing that it is getting wider and wider. The narrowest part is only about 3 cm, and the tip is nearly 6 cm wide.

There are very obvious signs of use on the handle. The wooden handle is full of bumps and marks. There are too many blood stains, and the original color can no longer be seen. Now it is a black color that doesn't look clean.

But the blade is very bright, and it can even vaguely reflect the appearance of a person.

There is a blood groove about two centimeters deep in the cross section. After stabbing the pig's heart, the blood is released very quickly. It is said that after the knife is pulled out, there is no blood on it.

Although Chen Shu had never seen this knife being used to kill pigs, it could be considered a good knife no matter how you looked at it—at least a good pig-killing knife.

It was just that after three generations, this knife still had not shown any extraordinaryness.

Chen Shu had long since given up hope, but he continued to do this because his father had always loved to talk about it, so he simply kept doing it.

In addition to his current strength, it was actually not necessary.

"Alas."

Picking up the knife, Chen Shu gently cut the pig blood. The texture was soft and elastic, and it was impossible to tell whether the knife was sharp. He gently wiped the cut pig blood along both sides of the blade.

During this process, Chen Shu also distributed a stream of spiritual thoughts, which were all integrated into the blade, nourishing this pig-killing knife.

After about ten minutes, Chen Shu put the pig-killing knife back to its original position.

Obviously.

Even after becoming a god, there was still no reaction. Fortunately, Chen Shu did not hold too much hope, so he was not disappointed.

What Chen Shu did not know was that inside the blade that could not be seen, a very faint spiritual light flashed...

Took out another piece of tofu, and simply fried a tofu and pig blood with the used pig blood, and paired it with a bowl of rice, and a simple dinner was completed.

It should be said.

Although it sounds simple, the taste is very good and goes well with rice.

My sister is right. If he can invite gods normally, he will definitely be a spiritual chef.

But when it comes to it, my sister always wanted to be a fire god master when she was young, but inexplicably she embarked on the path of a spiritual chef.

The good news is that his appetite and taste have not been affected, which is a good thing; the bad news is that his appetite has increased a lot and he didn't cook enough.

Comforting himself to eat less at night, after cleaning up, Chen Shu returned to his room.

Without rushing to practice, he sat down at the table, took out the diary from the drawer, and kissed the paper with the pen tip:

"The first day of becoming a god, I feel good."

"My mind has become extremely clear, I can feel that it seems to be running all the time."

"At the same time, I also have the ability to feel when I hear others talking about myself."

"I absorbed an apostle, probably so to speak, it seems that there is no more appropriate description."

"I also bought a lot of books, I hope to finish reading them as soon as possible."

Although no one stipulates that a diary must be written every day, Chen Shu is willing to write more when he wants to.

So far.

Chen Shu sat cross-legged on the bed, integrating heaven and man, absorbing spiritual thoughts for practice.

At this moment, Chen Shu's face was slightly stunned, and there seemed to be a distant voice in his ears, like Zhang Teng's voice.

After listening carefully.

"Liu Qi?"

"Southern Suburbs? Shadows become spirits? Evil spirits?"

"It turns out that it's not groundless. There are really evil spirits near the community?"

"Zhang Teng is really lucky."

He murmured a few words in a low voice and immediately figured out the whole story.

...

Outside the God's House.

"This is my request in this life!"

Zhang Teng looked humble and looked at Jiang Zheng, who bailed him out, with his hands in a state of worship.

Jiang Zheng: "..."

Then he waved his hand: "Don't say it, don't say it."

"It's not a glorious thing, who can I tell?"

"But you should be thankful that you just signed a contract with the Far-sighted God, and they just happen to need you, otherwise Officer Liu would not be so easy to talk to!"

Zhang Teng nodded quickly.

Jiang Zheng still couldn't help but complain: "You are so brave, can't you see the badge of the God's Office?"

"You dare to touch the tiger's butt?"

Zhang Teng's old face flushed: "Accident, accident..."

It's not that he is not determined.

It's just that they are too big!

Coupled with the mentality of the poor who have suddenly become rich, he couldn't help it for a while, but going in once was also a wake-up call for him, not every time he can be so lucky.

If there is a next time, not only will he be detained and his file will be kept, but the university he finally got into will also expel him directly.

Zhang Teng suddenly thought of something and asked, "Where is Chen Shu?"

Jiang Zheng rolled his eyes: "He left a long time ago."

"Just now when I was inside, Officer Liu asked about him and asked me to remind him to file a record as soon as possible, including his divine shedding..."

"Let's not talk about this for now."

Jiang Zheng looked inside: "Didn't they say when to leave?"

"Just a while."

Zhang Teng said: "Shadow-type evil spirits are almost active in the middle of the night. This evil spirit is also very cunning, and it seems to have the strength close to the wandering god level."

"Without the ability of the eye-type gods, It's hard to locate it."

"It just so happened that the Farsighted Divine Master in their institute was transferred away, and I showed up..."

Jiang Zheng sighed: "What good luck."

"Didn't you say where it was?"

"It seems to be in the southern suburbs."

"Can you do it? We just signed the contract today."

"It should be possible."

Speaking of this, Zhang Teng became excited: "You probably don't know how powerful the Farsighted Divine Spirit is. I tried it today, and the taste..."

"People who haven't tried it will never understand."

"We should be able to find the ruins this time."

Jiang Zheng listened, but he could only envy in his heart.

The talent of sensory Divine Masters is not common, especially the eyes, which are the rarest. It is good to have one in a hundred people.

He is the kind of person who doesn't have much talent in this area. If he had, with his family conditions, it would not be difficult to find a Farsighted Divine Spirit and sign a contract with it.

Suddenly, Jiang Zheng asked:

"You really didn't see it?"

Zhang Teng: "..."

"If I saw it, would I still be able to come out..."

What the two of them didn't know was that after he said the name "Chen Shu", all of their subsequent conversations entered Chen Shu's ears.

The name of the gods should not be mentioned lightly.

The gods are staring at you.