Immortal Immortal

As the sky dawns, a morning market appears in the southwestern part of Rong Town, with stalls selling various types of tea and snacks lining both sides of the street.

People rushed to gather together, after all, the New Year rally is only held once every five years.

Even on the notice board at the morning market entrance, there is a strange prohibition: "You are not allowed to go out when you are ugly, and there are no headless horses in Rong Town."

"Headless horses..."

Li Mo crossed his arms around his chest and walked through the morning market as if there was no one else around. The secret bone of the Shingon Sect was suspended behind his head, and his expression did not bother anyone.

All the monks who went in and out of the morning market also released the defensive weapons they carried with them, obviously fearing the beasts.

The people have become accustomed to it, and children still show yearning looks.

Li Mo's appearance immediately attracted the attention of some monks.

They showed more fear towards Li Mo. No matter from every aspect, Li Mo was a ruthless person who could not be messed with.

Li Mo glanced at the monks who were whispering not far away. When he saw the fiery red ribbons around their waists, he knew they were from the Fire Workshop in Rong Town.

The fire workshop is responsible for burning the rotting old people and the flesh and bones of strange beasts.

The shopkeeper's name is Qingfang Taoist. Although they are both alchemy beast cultivators, they heard that their personal relationship with Shopkeeper Tian is not good, and the two have not interacted with each other for a long time.

In addition to the fire workshop, the beast cultivator also has a yamen.

An Gang, the head of the yamen, has a slightly inferior cultivation level and masters the animal cultivation techniques related to feeding elephants, but he has been stuck in the false elixir stage for hundreds of years.

According to the information Li Mo learned, the power of beast cultivators is stronger than that of puppet cultivators.

The main reason is that there are many monks in the weak crown stage who have left the shop and are watching. They are generally older and changing cultivators can only lead to death.

The reason why there are monks in the morning market is to look for traces of strange beasts.

According to the Yamen's reward, providing clues is worth ten to one hundred contribution points, and killing the inner beast is worth one thousand contribution points.

Contribution points are a temporary currency deliberately designated by the beast cultivator for beast disasters. They can be exchanged for rare resources, such as corpse oil wax with 5,000 contribution points, half-year-old flowers with 3,000 contribution points...

There are even 20,000 small heads who contributed points.

Han Cai revealed the resources of the weak crown stage in advance, just to let Li Mo participate in the beast disaster and use the opportunity to cultivate to the false elixir stage as soon as possible.

Li Mo randomly found a stall selling wontons, which tasted spicy.

The old man worked for a while and brought a bowl of wontons with red soup to Li Mo, along with several plates of spicy pickles.

"Sir, the wontons are here."

Li Mo picked up the wontons with a spoon and felt a stinging sensation filling his mouth after just tasting it.

The tongue is wrapped in spicy food, but it still has a long-lost heartiness, which is much better than drinking tea and wine with all kinds of strange flavors.

Li Mo looked at the old man slightly surprised.

The spices in the wontons that stimulate the taste buds must be a low-grade spiritual material.

In order to save costs, the old man just used spiritual materials to make soup stock repeatedly. The stall has a history of hundreds of years, and the spiritual materials are also passed down from generation to generation.

"Good old man's craftsmanship."

Li Mo threw a dozen taels of broken silver to the old man, who couldn't help but beam with excitement and almost squeezed a pair of eyeballs out of his eye sockets.

While he lowered his head to eat the wontons, he looked around with his peripheral vision.

Unknowingly, five days had passed since the headless horse was revealed.

After the Yamen imposed a curfew on Zichou, there were indeed no more unexplained disappearances of ordinary people, and it did not affect people's lives.

Li Mo narrowed his eyes.

The pawn shop had no instructions about the beasts, Hu Wen just asked Li Mo to practice more tiger pictures, and Tian Changwen was extremely subtle about the existence of the beasts.

The Yamen asked the monks to look for traces of the monsters, which was a bit perfunctory.

Li Mo didn't want to sit still and wait for death. He came to the morning market to investigate the situation and wanted to get some information from the Yamen police officers.

Ma Weigong walked over with a wry smile. The attention from the monks around him made him feel uncomfortable, "Brother Li, I will shamelessly take a seat."

"Captain Ma, when did you return to Rong Town?"

"About half a year ago."

Ma Weigong signaled his men to patrol the streets, and then looked at Li Mo with his eyes.

The two had contact in Fuxing Town, but they had not seen each other for a long time since Li Mo took charge of the multi-limbed yam field.

Ma Weigong couldn't help but be surprised when he received the news from Li Mo. After all, Li Mo gave him the impression that he was extremely talented and difficult to get along with.

"Old man, a bowl of wontons."

"okay."

"this……"

Ma Weigong looked helpless and wanted to refuse Li Mo but didn't know how to speak. The old man had already brought the wontons neatly, so he had to pick up a spoon to taste the spicy taste together.

At this time, Li Mo stamped his foot, and the thick mist dispersed, dust enveloped the surroundings, and the sound was suddenly cut off.

"Horse Catcher, how much do you know about headless horses?"

Ma Weigong looked helpless, "I'm just a small agent of the Yamen. I'm not even in my weak period. How can I know the secrets."

Li Mo just stared at Ma Weigong, who couldn't help but regret going to the appointment.

"I don't know much about the inside story. There seems to be a bone slip in the Yamen specifically recording animal disasters. The headless horse should have appeared before."

Since the Yamen has accurate information about the headless horse, and the certainty of killing it should be high, why did it choose to let the inner sect beasts wreak havoc?

Li Mo was no longer embarrassed, and changed the subject after taking back his breath.

Ma Weigong breathed a sigh of relief, but the two didn't chat for long before Li Mo left the morning market citing physical discomfort.

Not long after Li Mo left, a police officer informed Ma Weigong that something had happened at Caishikou.

He quickly got up and rushed there. Officers and soldiers had already blocked the streets and alleys along the way, and at the same time began to drive out the mortals living nearby.

The scene was chaotic.

When Ma Weigong arrived at Caishikou, Li Mo had been out for a long time.

Before he could ask, he was frightened by the scene in front of him. His clothes were instantly soaked with sweat and he almost collapsed to the ground.

At Caishikou, at the beginning of each month, the yamen would bring in prisoners to be executed on the street, so you could see wooden frames used to restrain prisoners at the entrance and exit, and there were even bits of blood on the wooden frames.

Today is not the first of the month, so the wooden frame should be in an abandoned state.

But there were more than twenty heads neatly placed in front of the wooden frame, with dark red blood still flowing from the fractures, and the fishy smell was pungent and unpleasant.

The beheaded corpses were kneeling not far away, and they were all people who went in and out of the vegetable market early in the morning.

Li Mo noticed that their expressions before death were extremely fanatical, as if they were watching the execution at Caishikou, but his head fell to the ground.

Moreover, the internal organs of the corpse were hollowed out, and there were obvious signs of being eaten by sharp teeth.

"Hurry up, what kind of beast only eats its internal organs when there is plenty of food?"

Ma Weigong opened his mouth wide, but he heard Li Mo ask and answer: "It looks like the footprints are human and bear. It seems that your yamen is going to add another prohibition."

[At the vegetable market at the beginning of the month, there are executions, and the butcher is a bear in human skin. 】

Li Mo turned around and left.

After receiving the inheritance from the inner sect, the monster's abilities become weird and unpredictable.

The outer sect competition has not officially started yet, so the inner sect disciples will only occasionally come to inspect and eliminate some unqualified outer sect disciples.

He thought of the Iron Cauldron Secret Realm, and always felt that the clay sculptures had similar patterns to the inner beasts.

"Could it be that the inner city was also created by the Ziqi sect?"

The human-bear beasts are just the beginning. The number of inner beasts that will appear next will only increase, just like a carnival in the melting town.

[It will be released at 12 noon tomorrow! 】