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In the face of the violent storm, dozens of men in black followed a beast resembling a hunting dog, walking round and round on the official road.

The middle-aged man in charge of taming the tracking dog hurried to the leader of the old man to confess his crime: "Hall Master, it may be that the rain washed away the smell from them, and the sky splitting lost his target."

"waste!"

After screaming, the old man sighed helplessly. Tracking dogs is not a panacea, the rain washes away the residual smell, and naturally loses the target.

After hesitating, the old man finally let go of his anger. It is not easy to cultivate a tracking dog that has evolved into a monster beast, and it takes a lot of money and material resources.

It must be tamed from an early age. Only when feelings are cultivated can it be possible to communicate with each other. If the breeder is changed, the tracking dog will be useless.

Technical talents are given special treatment after all. Cold water is always easy for people to wake up, and the old man reacted instantly after being showered by rain.

"With a child, they can't go far. There is a shelter nearby, and they will leave after the torrential rain!"

A tall and thin young man who was familiar with the local environment replied: "As for the hall master, there is an inn thirty miles away is the only place for food, lodging and rest within a radius of fifty miles."

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After eating and drinking enough, Li Mu and his party went back to their rooms to rest. Although the martial artist's body is sturdy, but the days and nights are still exhausting physically and mentally.

It’s still early to arrive at the time set by the imperial court, but experience tells Li Mu that if he wants to live comfortably in Hanchuan in the future, he must first understand the most real local situation.

Holding the official documents of the court, he ran to take office carelessly. There was no problem in the Taiping years, but now it is troubled. Not long-minded, will you not be played to death when you get to the place?

In order to sneak in to find out the situation in advance, after starting from the capital, they basically maintained the speed of traveling two thousand miles a day.

It's not that I don't want to go faster, mainly because this speed is already approaching the limit of the Tier 1 Monster Beast Warhorse. In order to ensure the strength of the horses, Li Mu even gave them spirit beast pills.

According to the current speed, the most ideal state is: one and a half months later, the smooth arrival of Hanchuan County. Judging from the current situation, I am afraid it will be delayed for some time.

These are all small problems. Let Gungun be responsible for protecting the law. After practicing the internal strength for two hours as usual, a smile appeared on the corner of Li Mu's mouth.

One step closer to the fourth floor of Heaven and Human, he estimated that the day he arrived in Hanchuan County was the time of his breakthrough.

Just watching the lazily rolling, Li Mu's joy disappeared. "People are more deadly than beasts." He doesn't do anything all day, knowing that the little guy who eats and drinks has the same cultivation base.

The bottleneck of the realm that the monster beast should have encountered did not seem to exist in Gungun. After sleeping, he changed from the second-order monster to the third-order monster. Judging from the aura, it is estimated that it is not far from the second floor of Heaven and Human.

Li Mu can understand that the breakthrough speed of his cultivation is fast. After all, there has never been a lack of genius in this world.

But the problem is that Gungun has never practiced before. Except for eating, eating, and eating, it's just playing, playing, and playing. It's all a lazy beast.

If monsters are so lazy, it is estimated that in a few years, they will become endangered protected animals.

The current situation is similar, except that the sea is still the world of monsters, the monsters on the land can only gather in the deep mountains and old forests to survive.

Seeing that Li Mu's practice was over, Gumun quickly ran over and dragged Li Mu out. As if to say: It's time to start.

Sometimes Li Mu wondered if Gungun had a gluttonous bloodline. Eating seven or eight regular meals a day was not enough. As long as he saw that he was free, he would immediately ask for an extra meal.

Every time I have eaten, as long as the last hour has passed, Gumwan will be able to start the next meal again. Every time he eats tens of catties, he does not see any excretion in ten and a half months. Li Mu doesn't know where he eats the food.

Fortunately, I helped it to correct its picky eater, and fully demonstrated the talent of a chores-like animal, otherwise it would really not be able to support it.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard a "bang" and the gate of the station was kicked open.

Dozens of people in black drenched into the soup broke into the door, looking at this model as a proper villain, without even the most basic etiquette.

Except for the leading old man, which caused a slight surprise to Li Mu's master, he directly ignored the rest.

There is no other reason, as long as the martial artist's cultivation base reaches the innate realm, it will not be wet by rain. Become a waste of the soup chicken, and still so arrogant, will die sooner or later.

The experienced middle-aged Yi Cheng found the leader from the crowd at a glance, and quickly ran to the old man to apologize.

It's a pity that the betting has been useless. Suddenly, he was hit by a heavy rain and lost his pursuit of the target. The old man was accumulating a lot of anger, so he naturally wouldn't give him a good face.

Without waiting for the old man to speak, the winking subordinates stepped forward, grabbed the clothes on the middle-aged Yi Cheng's chest, and sternly said: "Stop talking nonsense, now I ask you to answer. One sentence is wrong, be careful of your head!"

Such a fierce scene almost caused the middle-aged Yi Cheng to have a nervous breakdown, and the whole person trembled, and his speech was intermittent.

For a long time, he only spit out the word "good", which made Li Mu frowned. He seemed to be aware of the master's mind, and as a mount and thug, he gave the old man a fierce look.

The sense of warrior is very keen. The third-order monster beast is equivalent to the heavenly warrior, how can it not feel being stared at by such a fierce beast.

For a moment, the black-clothed old man in the lead broke out in cold sweat, as if the whole person had fallen into an ice cave. Fortunately, this is just a warning. It comes fast and goes fast.

People are old and good, and realize that some experts are unhappy with them. The black-clothed old man immediately changed his attitude, slapped his hand, and then sternly reprimanded: "Naughty, how do you guys talk! Didn't the old man teach you the rules? Don't hesitate to apologize to this adult!"

The sudden change directly caused the young man who did it to fall into a stunned three-line, completely ignorant of what was going on.

When did the word "adult" become so cheap? Now even a small inn can be called an "adult".

The instinct of the body made him obey the instructions of the old man, patting his own mouth, and bowing his head and apologizing to the middle-aged postman.

The sudden reversal made the middle-aged Yi Cheng very uncomfortable. Rich life experience told him: something abnormal must be a demon.

Regardless of how it is said, if the immediate trouble is resolved, then this is all a good thing. For small people, asking too many questions often doesn't last long.

Although his body was still trembling, the middle-aged post-cheng still pretended to be nonchalant and said: "The old man is polite, a few small things are not worth mentioning. If you list something as necessary, I immediately ask the chef to do it."

Confirming that the danger just now had nothing to do with the post-cheng in front of him, the old man still said politely: "The rain outside just now was too heavy, and this kid's brain has flooded. I am confused for a while, please include more.

These fifty taels of silver can be regarded as our compensation for the loss of the gate. Now I am troubled, sir, to arrange a room for us and prepare a few tables for banquets. "

Hearing this, the middle-aged Yi Cheng frowned and said embarrassedly: "The old gentleman's banquet is easy to say, and I can arrange it immediately.

It’s just a coincidence that the guest rooms are full. Two waves of guests came today. Now there are only two wood sheds left..."

Frankly speaking, if it were not for the change in the attitude of the old man, he would not dare to tell the truth. Let these people in the rivers and lakes live in the wood house, it is definitely tired of living.

But these people are not easy to provoke, how are the previous two waves easy to provoke? In any wave, there are people who can kill him.

Before the words were finished, the faces of the people in black were gloomy. If it weren't for the attitude of the old man, I'm afraid they would do it immediately.

After hesitating for a moment, the black-clothed old man still suppressed the anger in his heart forcibly: "Dare to ask the post, is there a distinguished guest staying in today?"

The middle-aged post-cheng, who is good at climbing along the pole, immediately made a gesture of praise: "Mr. Good eyesight! There are several generals from the capital who are staying at this post."

Knowing that this is a big flag, but the people in black had to curb their anger. Doing things in the post in front of the imperial generals, not to mention that they can't afford it, even the forces behind them can't afford it.

Regardless of how chaotic the world is, it is still the world of the Great Zhou Empire. Basically, where the danger came from just now, the old man in black was very acquainted and did not continue to ask.

Pretending to be magnanimous, he said, "You don't have to be embarrassed, just prepare the banquet. I am all martial arts practitioners in my generation, and I will deal with it in the hall for a night..."

Before the old man finished his performance, Li Mu interrupted: "Yi Cheng, prepare a meal, and a pot of animal milk. The official's mount, I want to eat now."

Suddenly there was a big living person in the hall, and they didn't even notice that the crowds in black were frightened.

Taking a look at the one person and one bear occupying the best position, the cold sweat on the forehead of the black-clothed old man involuntarily appeared again.

If it wasn't that the breath wouldn't deceive, he would never have imagined that the danger just now came from the cute and cute bear waving its paws.

Seeing Gungun tapping the table lightly with his bear paw, as if he was urging the meal, the black-clothed old man did not dare to delay, and said incoherently: "Give them up first, we don't worry...Don't worry!"

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The changes in the hall have not been concealed from the caring people upstairs. A group of rookies who were all ready to fight, all breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.

A girl posing as a nun said: "Senior Sister, that apprentice is so powerful. The old thief Qiu Wanhe was scared to move!"

Without waiting for the woman pretending to be a Taoist priest to reply, the young monk on the side couldn't help it: "What kind of disciple, did he bully you?"

As he spoke, it seemed as if he was about to rush out to find Li Mu desperately, frightening everyone to stop him.

The fake Taoist sister from Tsing Yi rubbed her forehead helplessly, and said angrily: "Senior Brother Duan, don't listen to Sister Liu talking nonsense.

What do you want to be a disciple? That day, it was just a misunderstanding. It's all a prank by that naughty bear. If people really become disciples, how can they let us go. "

Sister Liu, who was taught, said unconvincingly: "Senior Sister Wang, don’t be confused by his performance that day. Monster beast's temperament depends on the owner. What kind of monster beast will have what kind of temperament. The owner.

The raging bear is so cute, how could it become so good if it weren't for being taken away by the owner..."

Before Junior Sister Liu finished speaking, the middle-aged monk on the side couldn't help but reprimanded: "Nephew Liu, when is it all, you are still such a fool."

The bear below is a Tier 3 monster. Just glaring at Qiu Wanhe just now, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

To cultivate a Tier 3 monster, not only requires a lot of resources, but also a lot of time, which is impossible without a few hundred years.

Regardless of the fact that this person is very young, his true age is probably not younger than the ancestors in the door. How can such a senior expert be a disciple. "

Obviously, the scene of terrorizing the black-clothed old man just now was observed by the middle-aged fake monk.

Relying on inherent life experience, speculation is taken for granted. I directly ignored Li Mu's official uniform, and forgot: The real senior master will not stay in the court.