I can't be a demon

The woman covered her head, the pain came without warning.

She stared at Shen Lian in disbelief, the resentment in the steamer sizzled, then uncontrollably drilled into Shen Lian's mouth and nose and disappeared.

"Who is this... evildoer?!!"

The resentment was damaged, and the skin ghost, as the source, was inevitably injured.

Shen Lian nodded with satisfaction.

What frightened the woman was that she could not see through Shen Lian's methods from beginning to end. Wasn't the latter a warrior who had just started to refine skin?

"The rice cake looks good."

Shen Lian noticed that the woman was paying attention to him and gave a thumbs up.

Since the information about the rice cake fed back by the micro-eyes was normal, he also dispelled his concerns, at least it showed that the rice cake was edible.

Shen Lian had done experiments before.

Adding highly toxic substances to the ingredients, no matter how much or how little the highly toxic substances were, the micro-eyes could easily distinguish and mark the pros and cons.

He had already developed a good habit of making appraisals at will.

When the woman saw Shen Lian stuffing the rice cake into his mouth, she murmured to herself, "You can't be a demon, absolutely impossible..."

"It must be a talisman protecting you."

"It doesn't matter. As long as a mortal eats the sacrifice, he will die!"

The so-called "sacrifice" usually refers to food that has been corroded by resentment.

Even if the evil spirits are warded off in time, the sacrifice will still become tasteless, and the stomach of mortals will find it difficult to digest, leading to organ failure.

Shen Lian's face changed.

The old woman breathed a sigh of relief. How could a demon disguise itself as a mortal so vividly...

Just as she had the idea, she heard Shen Lian muttering, "It's really unpalatable. No wonder you set up a stall in the alley. No one will come to the morning market."

Shen Lian gritted his teeth and swallowed it down his throat.

The rice cake had no taste at all, and the taste was like chewing soap.

[Take black rice cake, warrior experience +1.6%]

Shen Lian was a little helpless, but his experience was good. It seems that no matter how unpalatable it is, he can't live up to the old lady's kindness!

"Well, there is an unexpected gain."

Digesting the rice cake, nutrients slowly grow in the stomach.

Different from pickled fish, perhaps because the rice cake is relatively fresh, the nutrients contained in it are a few points higher than the medicinal wine, which is simply a great tonic.

The nutrients make up for the deficit caused by the promotion of Zhulangzhuang, and there is even a certain surplus.

"I don't know where the ingredients are from."

Shen Lian swallowed the remaining rice cakes in a hurry. The warrior progress has exceeded 10%, and he successfully gained the first point since taking office.

Nutrients are stored in the stomach and intestines, and Zhulangjin alone cannot absorb them.

Shen Lian sweated profusely, and thick heat came out of his pores. That was a sign that nutrients were rapidly lost, and only a little was used for skin refining.

"He he he... Is he a human or a ghost!!!"

The woman was on pins and needles, and her teeth kept trembling.

It was obvious that she was the ghost, but she felt fear from the bottom of her heart. The man with an ordinary appearance was completely beyond cognition.

"Madam, do you have any more rice cakes?"

Shen Lian stood up and walked towards the woman, calling out the occupation panel at the same time.

[Do you want to consume 5 points to advance to martial arts: Zhulangzhuang (Great Completion)]

Hehe, there is a lot of nutrients here. If I don't take advantage of the opportunity to add more points, I will really let down the accumulated points.

Confirmed.

The blue bricks under Shen Lian's feet broke into pieces, and his understanding of Zhulangjin went a step further. His mind was full of various techniques for using strength.

With every step, water droplets splashed on the ground.

However, under the effect of Zhulangjin, the water droplets were suspended in the air for half a breath, and then hit the wall not far away at the speed of a string.

Ten meters were completed.

Shen Lian's blood and qi were restrained, and Zhulangjin was transformed again.

The strength no longer had obvious impurities, and water wave patterns were derived. The total amount had increased by more than three times, and it polished the skin all over the body autonomously.

The woman noticed the attractive blood and qi emitted by Shen Lian, but did not dare to react at all.

Shen Lian stabilized the Zhulang Jin, his muscles bulged slightly, and his delicate skin looked like the sea dwellers who occasionally passed by Yanliang Town.

He subconsciously touched his neck, and a circle of scales grew on his vitals.

"After all, I can't avoid the abnormality."

Fortunately, Shen Lian's scales were not obvious, and unlike Bai Haibo, he would only produce abnormalities when he was using Zhulang Jin.

He returned his strength to Dantian, and the scales disappeared into his skin.

"Old lady, you can bring as many rice cakes as you have, so that we can close the stall earlier."

The despair in the woman's eyes turned into resentment. The rice cakes were the root of resentment, and Shen Lian's request was no different from taking away her Taoism.

"Ah~"

The starling showed a wise look.

The woman froze in place.

The bone blade on Shen Lian's chest heated up, and then, the extremely dense black air surged.

The two-meter-long bloody mouth was looming in the black air, the bright teeth flashed cold light, and the narrow tongue licked his lips.

Crack, crack, crack.

Shen Lian touched the bone blade, and the blade had already recovered.

"It doesn't matter if the rice cakes are sold out. Do you know where the black rice comes from?"

The woman trembled and lowered her head to fiddle with it.

"That... that black rice is a specialty of my hometown. Sir, please go back to your seat first. I will make the rice cakes and bring them over right away."

"Oh, what a pity."

Chapter 15 Mr. Shen is kind-hearted

Shen Lian was very sorry.

When he asked about the specific location, the woman was vague. She only said that the black rice was brought by relatives during the New Year's market and was almost sold out.

Crack, crack, crack...

The woman could feel the saliva dripping from her bloody mouth, and she was shrouded in terrifying murderous intent. How could she dare to question why Shen Lian asked questions despite knowing the truth?

Seeing that the skin ghost was no longer a threat, the bloody mouth turned into black smoke and sank into the bone blade. Shen Lian seemed to have turned back into an ordinary martial artist.

But in the woman's eyes, Shen Lian was a demon disguised as a mortal.

Not long after, more than a dozen steamers were brought in.

Shen Lian looked at the staggering woman, who kept coughing weakly, thinking that it was because of the cold weather that caused her to contract a stubborn disease.

"Ah."

He couldn't help but feel pity.

"Old lady, since all the rice cakes have been sold out, you should pack up and leave early."

"I will... I will."

The old woman still stayed where she was.

She knew a truth very well, if a tiger beast let its prey go, it was definitely not out of kindness, but to stretch its muscles.

Shen Lian clasped his fists and deliberately left a few more taels of silver on the table.

There is no way, I, Mr. Shen, am kind-hearted.

The starling held it in for a long time, and shouted in a shrill voice: "Ah~ There is a saying that Shen Lian does good deeds, and the cool autumn weather~~"

"Psycho."

Shen Lian glanced at the starling who deserved a beating, and then identified the rice cakes one by one.

The woman's expression was dull, and her cough became loud and rapid. She watched helplessly as most of her resentment was swallowed up by Shen Lian.

Puff.

She spat out black blood.

The woman was afraid of disturbing Shen Lian's interest, so she tried to cover up even though she was seriously injured.