New White Snake Asking Immortals

The ancients got up early, and when they painted the eaves, they saw crows in the morning.

Smoke rises from thousands of kitchens in the ancient town. Women put on aprons and light the fire to cook. The kitchen is full of steam. The city that has been silent for a night is noisy again. People who work out early need to supplement enough nutrition in the morning to cope with the endless work.

The vendors outside the city gate ordered pots of batter and porridge for breakfast, and the tea shop was busy boiling water.

“Almost gruel batter soup”

The cook at the breakfast stall put a rag on her shoulder to greet the customers, and saw a girl in a straw hat passing by from afar.

"Girl, come have some breakfast, fresh vegetable soup with salt"

Bai Yu thought about it, eating salt is very important, it seems that he hasn't added salt for a long time, eat breakfast first, and then go buy some salt after eating.

Many wild animals have the habit of foraging saline soil to replenish the salt.

Wild animals are inseparable from salt. Many large animals will lick salty minerals or rocks when they cannot get enough salt through eating. Under normal circumstances, snakes do not need to search for salt. Small herbivores absorb it by eating grass and drinking water. With a small amount of salt, snakes also get enough nutrition when they eat these small animals.

But since the cultivation of demons, the problem has appeared, that is, the hunting can not get enough salt intermittently.

It's not that cultivating demons can ignore the body's nutritional needs. Reiki is not a panacea, it's just a special kind of energy.

Lack of salt can lead to muscle weakness, Bai Yu also bought salt to eat before.

For example, a herdsman who raises cattle and sheep will regularly feed salt to the livestock.

Hearing that salt was added to the breakfast, Bai Yu happily sat down. It was very good. It saved me from going to the salt mine rocks outside the city, and saved money to buy salt. Salt is very expensive, although there is no way to buy as much as you want at the seaside. Aristocratic families monopolize the salt industry for huge profits.

"Have a bowl."

"okay"

The cook quickly filled a bowl, which is actually noodle soup. The noodles are boiled and sprinkled with spiced vegetables. Of course, don’t expect too much salt, the price is too expensive, thank God for the salty taste.

Taking a sip and feeling that it was not too salty, I shook my head, picked up a bowl of rice and stuffed it into my mouth.

There is not much salt, and the content is very small. After eating, I have to buy some salt to replenish my physical strength. With a body of thirty meters long, I have to eat a catty no matter what.

After breakfast, he went into the city with a horizontal knife on his back and went straight to the salt shop.

I bought five catties of large grains of coarse salt, heated and melted it with a small spell, and then fixed it into a large lump. I found a sunny wall to settle down, and sat on a small bench to hug the large lump of salt.

very happy

Just like cats and dogs adding rice bowls, tiǎn)salt tiǎn) makes a rustling sound.

"rustle"

Passers-by looked sideways, saying that it is called showing off wealth. Poor people simply cannot buy such a large piece of salt. Having enough salt to eat is a lifelong dream of every poor person.

But the act of holding a lump of salt and licking it is still a bit weird.

The saliva melts the salt block, and the thick salt enters the abdomen, quickly conditioning the body to make the large body more powerful, balanced nutrition to enhance the body, and the more you eat, the happier you will be.

The sun is warm, and it is very comfortable to shine on it, relieving the moisture brought by the continuous days.

I don't know when there was a strong man in front of him, wearing a coarse sackcloth, watching Bai Yu swallow his saliva, and the saliva even dripped onto his clothes along the stubble of his chin.

Bai Yu looked up, then took out a small bench and put it beside her.

"Sit in the sand"

The muscular man sat down, drooling more and more, his eyes fixed on the big piece of salt in Bai Yu's hand, the strong smell of salt made him restless.

"You want to eat this." Bai Yu pointed to the salt block.

The strong man nodded sharply.

A certain snake looked at the big lump of salt in his hand in pain, then looked at the poor strong man, reluctantly broke off the big salt block from his fist and handed it to the strong man. The strong man was delighted, and happily licked the salt block in his hand.

"Shushasha"

On the side of the street, a large and a small couple shadowed tiǎn) salt blocks, and the rustling sound made passers-by and shop owners doubt their lives. Everyone is short of salt, but they have never seen it eaten in such a way.

The brawny man is a bull demon who has just transformed into a human form. Perhaps because he has been with humans all year round, he has learned to speak and behave in the world.

"You have stories and I have salt, tell me about your experiences,

Think of it as salt. "

The cow demon narrated while tiǎn), following the narration, Bai Yu learned its story, a life completely different from that of the hundred thousand mountain monsters, it is a buffalo, and plowing the fields is all it has.

Many years ago, the bull demon was just an ordinary buffalo, plowing the fields in a daze, and accidentally absorbed Guangyuehua to open up his spiritual wisdom, but he did not choose to leave. He lived with his old partner very easily. The old farmer treated it very well and tickled it. To repel mosquitoes for it, always feed it the best and most tender grass, for fear of not getting enough to eat.

What makes the cow demon most happy is that the old man occasionally avoids his grandmother and secretly feeds it salt.

Countless moons set and the sun slanted, the old man carried the grass on his shoulders and led the bull demon to walk on the ridge of the field. The rice flowers were fragrant, the frogs sang and the insects sang, and they went home together after finishing the farm work, and returned to the comfortable cowshed.

It likes to plow the land, and the old man likes to sit and smoke a hookah while working. The smell of smoke can drive away flies and insects.

Accustomed to the old man's babbling, learned the human language, and understood the old man's anger about paying rent in autumn and his son's anxiety about not being able to marry a wife, there is not much he can do, except to plow a few more fields every day to make the old man happy.

The old man likes to let the cattle tiǎn) lick the few expensive salt in his palm, and he will carefully pick up the dropped salt grains.

The life is very peaceful, and the cow demon likes this kind of life.

But fate is unpredictable, and there is no peace.

In autumn, the old man was beaten to death by the gentry and the tax collectors because he refused to pay more taxes and rations from the previous years. The old man who used to like to feed it salt and carefully mow grass was beaten into a shapeless body, and his calloused hands were still dead before he died. He clings to the food and refuses to let go, and his dry and white hair can't cover his old eyes.

The bull demon was angry, no matter who the other party was, he lowered his head and dashed forward, piercing the tax collectors and killing the squires with his bull horns.

Finally, when he came to the old man, he mooed to wake him up, but the old man was dead.

Granny cried and told the bull demon to go away as far as possible, and never come back again. The bull demon obeyed her grandmother and ran non-stop for three days and three nights.

It knows it can never go back

After listening to the story, Bai Yu stared blankly at the salt block in his hand, then broke another piece and handed it to the old cow.

"Don't go into the city again after eating. There are too many people in the city. Go to a remote mountainous area to find a place to live quietly, and don't come back."

Hearing this, the old cow demon holding the salt and licking it stopped.

"Well, I don't like going to town either, thank you for the salt."

"You're welcome."

The two shadows, one big and one small, continued to lick the salt block silently, with constant rustling.

After eating the salt, the old cow left, carrying a bag of large grains of coarse salt that Bai Yu gave him.

We are all monsters, fighting and killing without meeting each other, life is not easy, if you have the strength to fight, it is better to set up a stall to make money. Chapter content is being restored, please visit again later.