In some ancient customs, when a person is laid to rest, they must hold a stick to ward off the Evil Ghost Dogs of Evil Dog Ridge.
And placing a dish filled with grains inside the coffin on the chest of the deceased is meant to cross this Golden Rooster Mountain.
"So this is the Golden Roosters... Why are they all roosters?"
Black and White Impermanence were caught off guard as Lu Wenwu dashed out, diving into the flock of chickens.
His entire body's Qi Blood suddenly expanded, and a circle of blood-red ripples spread out from his body as the center.
The large flock of chickens that had gathered was instantly blown away by this blood-red circle, leaving nothing but a mess of feathers on the ground.
Lu Wenwu grabbed two Golden Roosters, one in each hand, clutching their wings precisely and lifting them up to his eyes.
The once violent roosters calmed in Lu Wenwu's hands, trembling uncontrollably like little chicks.
