I can't invite God, I have to become God myself

Chapter 15 Shadow Evil Spirit
This knife was probably left by Chen Shu's great-grandfather. He was a well-known butcher in ten miles and eight villages, and he was very good at killing pigs.

Everyone in the village was willing to invite him, and there was no need to spend any money, just slaughtering an animal and sharing a few catties of meat.

Later, the family flourished, and the butcher's business stopped.

It's just that this knife is not idle-it's like the company has a weekend and a weekend, but you can't.

In the end, it became the object of service of the old Chen family. At the beginning, grandpa made a rule: this knife must see blood every day, and it must be nourished with spiritual thoughts every day.

Since then, I have been following the rules, and this has become a habit.

So far, it has been three generations.

It's just that in the early days, the family was well-off, the family members were considered prosperous, and they could use live poultry to serve them every day, but in Chen Shu's generation, they became single-handed, and they had almost no contact with other distant places, so they had to use some pig's blood to serve them. improvise.

Pull out the butcher's knife from the table and cabinet.

The blade is seventy centimeters long, and it becomes wider and wider from the handle to the tip. The narrowest point is only about three centimeters, and it is nearly six centimeters wide at the tip.

There are extremely obvious signs of use on the handle of the knife. The wooden handle is full of bump marks. The blood stains are too much, and the original color can no longer be seen. Now it is a black that does not look clean.

But the blade is extremely bright, and can even vaguely illuminate 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 bleeds 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 kill a pig, no matter how he looked at it, it could be called a good knife—at least a good knife for killing pigs.

It's just that after three generations, this knife still hasn't shown the slightest extraordinary.

Chen Shu had already given up hope, and continued to do this work, or because his father liked to talk about it most in the past, he simply kept doing it.

Coupled with his current strength, there is actually no need for it.

"Ugh."

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

And in this process, Chen Shu also distributed a wave of spiritual thoughts, which were fully integrated into the blade, and contained this pig-killing knife.

After about 10 minutes, Chen Shucai put the butcher's knife back to its original position.

Obviously.

Even after becoming a god, those who should have no reaction still have no reaction. Fortunately, Chen Shu didn't have too much hope, so he wasn't disappointed.

But what Chen Shu didn't know was that there was a very faint aura flashing through the inside of the blade that couldn't be seen...

He took out another piece of tofu, and with the used pig's blood, he simply fried a piece of tofu and pig's blood, then served it with a bowl of rice, and a simple dinner was completed.

Should say or not.

Although it sounds simple, but the taste is excellent, very good with rice.

My sister was right, if he could invite God normally, he would definitely be a spiritual chef.

But speaking of it, my sister always wanted to be a fire master when she was young, but in the end she also became a spiritual chef for no reason.

The good news is that his appetite and sense of taste have not been affected, which is a good thing; the bad news is that his appetite has increased a lot, and he has not eaten enough.

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

Not in a hurry to practice, first sat down at the desk, took out the diary from the drawer, and gently kissed the paper with the tip of the pen:
"On the first day of becoming a god, I feel good."

"My mind is so clear, I can feel it seems to be working all the time."

"And also the ability to respond when you hear others talking about you."

"Absorbing an apostle, it can probably be said this way, it seems that I can't find a more appropriate description."

"I also bought a lot of books, I hope I can read them soon."

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

This is the end.

Chen Shucai sat cross-legged on the bed, united with man and nature, absorbing spiritual thoughts for cultivation.

But at this moment, Chen Shu's face froze for a moment, and there seemed to be a distant voice in his ear, like Zhang Teng's voice.

After listening carefully.

"Liu Yu?"

"South Suburbs? Shadows become spirits? Evil spirits?"

"So it's not groundless. Are there really evil spirits near the neighborhood?"

"Zhang Teng is really lucky."

He muttered a few words in a low voice, and immediately figured out the ins and outs of the matter.

……

beyond the gods.

"This is the request of my life!"

Zhang Teng looked humble, watching Jiang Zheng, who released him on bail, worshiping Buddha with both hands.

Jiang Zheng: "..."

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

"It's not something glorious, who do I talk to?"

"But you should be thankful that you just signed a contract with the Yuanmu God, and it happens that he can afford it, otherwise Officer Liu would not be so easy to talk to!"

Zhang Teng nodded quickly.

Jiang Zheng still couldn't help complaining: "You are brave enough, you can't see the badge of the god?"

"Do you dare to touch a tiger's butt?"

Zhang Teng blushed: "Accident, accident..."

Not that he was weak-willed.

They are really too big!
Coupled with the mentality of the poor getting rich, he couldn't hold it back for a while, but it was a wake-up call for him to go in. It is not always such a good luck.

If there is a next time, not to mention the detention and the retention of files, the university that he finally got into may have to expel him directly.

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

Jiang Zheng rolled his eyes: "He has already left."

"While we were inside just now, Officer Liu asked about him, and asked me to remind him to file as soon as possible, including his slough..."

"Let's not talk about this."

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

"Just for a while."

Zhang Teng said: "Shadow evil spirits are almost only active in the middle of the night, and this evil spirit is also very cunning. It seems that it already has the strength close to the level of wandering gods."

"Without the ability of the category god, it is difficult to lock its position."

"It just so happened that the Yuanmu god master in their institute was transferred away, so I appeared..."

Jiang Zheng sighed: "It's really lucky."

"Didn't you say where it is?"

"It seems to be the southern suburbs."

"Can you do it? The contract was just signed today."

"it should be OK."

Speaking of this, Zhang Teng became excited: "I'm afraid you don't know how strong the Yuanmu God is. I tried it today, tsk, that taste..."

"Those who haven't tried will never understand."

"Our ruins should be stable this time."

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

The talents of sensory god masters are not common, especially the eyes are the rarest, and it is not bad to have one out of a hundred people.

He was the kind of person who didn't have any talent in this area. If he had any, given his family's conditions, it would not be difficult to find a slough of a distant-eyed god and sign a contract with it.

Suddenly, Jiang Zheng asked:
"You really didn't see it?"

Zhang Teng: "..."

"If I see it, can I still come out..."

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

The names of deities should not be mentioned lightly.

The gods are watching you.

(End of this chapter)