Monster, come to my bowl

The man knocking on the door was named Jia An, a private school teacher in the town, an old man over 60 years old.

Because of his good character, broad knowledge, and the fact that he was responsible for teaching local children to read and write, Jia An was highly respected by the townspeople.

The old man doesn't have any hobbies, he just likes to drink a little wine.

Ever since Cai Ji opened the small restaurant more than half a year ago, he has been visiting the restaurant every now and then.

The reason is that the various side dishes invented by Cai Ji have unique flavors. Not only are they unrivaled in Nanshan Town, many of them are unique in the world.

"Coming! Coming!"

Hearing Jia An's voice, Cai Ji, who was feeling lost, decisively picked himself up and ran to open the door.

Although the Holy Word and the like might help him achieve great success, it was more important to support his family before he figured out the trick.

This is called reality.

Open the door and welcome guests!

Cai Ji exchanged a few words with Jia An, quickly prepared food and wine for the old man, and then hid behind the counter again to continue thinking about the urgent matter.

There were no other customers in the store at this time.

Jia An tasted the food and wine for a while, but couldn't find any other guests to chat with. He turned around and saw Cai Ji in a daze, so he took the initiative to ask: "Aji, why don't you talk today? Is there something on your mind?"

"Ahem, no no!"

Cai Ji instinctively shook his head to deny it, but as soon as he said that, his heart suddenly moved.

He suddenly remembered that although the old man in front of him was not a big shot, he was also the most knowledgeable person in Nanshan Town, so he asked, "Mr. Jia, have you ever heard of the art of the Holy Word?"

"The Art of the Holy Word?" Jia An was stunned, then laughed and said, "Isn't that a well-known legend? Even a three-year-old child knows it, don't you know it?"

What?

A three-year-old child knows this?

I didn’t know that?

Oh, right!

When I was three years old, I played in the mud on Earth…

Cai Ji looked embarrassed, but was overjoyed in his heart.

He quickly took a plate and put fried peanuts on it while modestly saying, "To be honest, sir, I accidentally got my head caught in a door a few years ago, and I don't remember anything about my childhood... Or, tell me more about it."

After saying that, he handed the peanuts to the old man with a smile on his face.

Jia An was not polite either. He casually picked up two peanuts and put them into his mouth, jokingly saying, "Aji, you are not young anymore. Why are you interested in folk tales instead of trying to find a wife?"

"Ahem!" Cai Ji was embarrassed again, and covered it up by saying, "A few guests talked about this yesterday while eating. I found it interesting, so please tell me about it."

"I see. Tell me about it then." Jia An was best at teaching and answering questions. He took a sip of the wine bowl and began to tell the story: "Legend has it that a long, long time ago, a blood moon suddenly appeared in the world. It blocked the sun and plunged the earth into darkness. Then, countless demons descended from the sky and began to harm living beings. We humans were also slaughtered! At this critical moment of life and death, an unknown saint appeared..."

"The saint held the holy book in his left hand and the holy sword in his right hand. Wherever the sword pointed, all the demons surrendered. The seven demon emperors and eight demon lords were all killed by his sword! After killing the demons, the saint used the art of holy words to bless the earth. In the blink of an eye, the earth revived and all things revived..."

"Finally, the saint flew into the sky, and with the might of the holy sword and the power of the holy words, he smashed the blood moon in one fell swoop, allowing the earth to see light again! After finishing the task, the saint disappeared into the starry sky and never appeared again."

When it comes to storytelling, Mr. Jia is a professional.

In just a few words, the myths related to the art of the Holy Word were told.

Cai Ji, who was standing by, was confused when he heard this.

What?

It's that simple?

Cai Ji was full of questions and subconsciously asked, "What else?"

"There are also some trivial legends related to the saint. I haven't studied them much. If you are interested, you can ask someone to borrow a copy of "The Great Nerve" and take a look. There should be relevant records in it." Jia An replied with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Cai Ji hurriedly asked, "Are there any in our town?"

He had heard of the "Great Nerve" that the old gentleman mentioned a long time ago and knew that it was an ancient book that was widely circulated in the world.

The content of this book is very similar to the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" on Earth. It is the kind of magical miscellany that no one would believe.

But at this moment, Cai Ji felt that he should broaden his horizons.

It doesn’t matter whether ghosts believe it or not!

What matters is that he believes it!

"The Xue family has it." Jia An answered casually, then suddenly remembered something and reminded him in a low voice: "You should know about Second Master Xue's affairs, right? If you want to borrow a book, talk to him later, so as not to offend him."

Xue family?

Why is it the Xue family again?

Cai Ji was stunned, muttering to himself, and nodded, "Understood! Sir, don't worry, I will definitely not go looking for trouble."

……

Time flies by.

Jia An finished his drink and slipped away.

He said he was going back to write a elegiac couplet for the second master Xue.

Then, several more groups of customers came into the store.

Cai Ji was busy until dark before closing the shop.

After a quick wash, he returned to his small room and continued his research.

However, the research subjects have changed.

It was no longer the Wangcai with thick eyebrows and big eyes and the four words "burning eyebrows", but the myth heard from Jia An during the day.

Although the story told by the old man was short, it contained an important message!

This piece of information is that when the saint saves the world, he holds two pieces of equipment in his hands - the holy book in the left hand and the holy sword in the right hand.

This does not seem strange to people in this world.

But in Cai Ji's heart, he had a different understanding.

He suddenly realized that the holy book and holy sword might be the main weapon and secondary equipment of the saint - based on his experience of playing games as a child, the character must be equipped with weapons before he can cast spells!

Yes, that's right!

If there is no weapon, the system will issue a reminder such as "skills cannot be released".

However, when Cai Ji was experimenting with Wangcai during the day, he had nothing in his hands, which means that the necessary conditions for casting the spell were not met!

That’s why we fail again and again.

This inference is very reasonable!

Thinking of this, Cai Ji's heart, which had just been frustrated, became enthusiastic again.

"I don't have the holy book or the holy sword."

"But you can find something else to replace them."

"The holy sword definitely increases the attack, you can...use a kitchen knife instead."

"Holy books are mostly used to increase intelligence. You can... use the ledger! Check the ledger!"

With excitement, Cai Ji muttered to himself while searching around the house and soon found a replacement.

Then, he came to the doghouse with great interest, holding a kitchen knife in his left hand and an account book in his right hand.

"Wangcai! Come out and die!"

Cai Ji let out a strange howl at the doghouse, feeling like a new generation of saint who was about to slaughter the demons in the troubled times.

"Wow wow wow wow wow..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a shrill dog barking.

However, the barking of the dog did not come from the doghouse, but from the gate next to it.

Cai Ji turned his head following the sound and saw half of a dog's head sticking out from the crack below the courtyard gate, barking and trying hard to push its way inside.

"Who told you to go outside?"

Cai Ji yelled at him when he saw this, then went forward to open the door with a kitchen knife in hand.

Who knew that as soon as the gate opened, he became emo!

With the dim starlight, he saw with horror that in the alley outside, several black shadows were crawling on the ground and approaching rapidly...