But the anticipation in his eyes was revealed, looking forward to the strange Taoist priest leaving quickly.
It seemed that God followed his wish, and the two Taoist priests, one big and one young, stood up, as if planning to leave.
It's just that the middle-aged Taoist priest with a sallow face walked a few steps, then suddenly turned back, and whispered in his ear: "Poverty Taoist is indeed not a good person~ but he still has a little bit of filial piety."
"If you are in trouble, Pindao won't take care of it, but if your mother is in trouble, tell me, and Pindao may be able to save you."
He Qixiu looked clearly from the side. Just when Su Mo said this, Zhang Shengan's eyes suddenly shone with anticipation, showing a look of hesitation, as if he really planned to say something.
But in the end, after hesitating for a long time, the light finally went out, and the fear and doubt filled his eyes again.
He forced a smile: "The Taoist priest is joking."
"Although our mother and I live in poverty, I have hunting skills, and the surrounding mountains are full of wild vegetables, so I can barely handle it. What kind of catastrophe is there?"
"But thank you, Daoist, for your kindness!"
The change in his mind naturally did not escape Su Mo's perception, but Su Mo didn't say anything, patted him on the shoulder, turned and left without stopping.
After walking out of the wooden house, He Qixiu finally couldn't help asking: "Master, that Zhang Sheng'an must be hiding something, why are you..."
"Do you think I'm the kind of person who likes to meddle in other people's business, but also hates evil?" Su Mo asked suddenly.
"Ah." He Qixiu hesitated a little, and tentatively said, "It's not like... Looking at it these days, I think you are a person who is afraid of trouble."
"So I've given him a chance, but he chose to give up."
Su Mo glanced back, then walked towards the village chief's house: "Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are in the sky, and fate is ultimately chosen by oneself."
"It's not that he has no way out, it just depends on his own luck."
In the next few days, nothing happened in the entire Lanchang Village, but the villagers really respected Su Mo from the inside out. Whenever they met, they all had to bow their waists and salute.
Walking on the street seemed to be the emperor's trip, which made He Qixiu feel a little blushing and didn't know how to deal with it.
After all, no matter how scheming he is, he is still only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy. After all, he has never encountered such a scene.
Su Mo, on the other hand, took it easy all the way.
In the blink of an eye, three days passed.
The black talisman that had been silent for a long time finally shone brightly again: "Li Daoyuan?"
The voice on the other side was very familiar, it was still the old man I contacted that day.
"I've been waiting for three days!" Su Mo's voice had become thick and mature, with a bit of anger on purpose: "You must give me an explanation!"
"What do you want to explain?" The old man on the opposite side snorted: "Everyone is waiting, and you are not alone. It is not clear to you about the current situation in the world. Be careful to save everyone's life."
"They can wait, but I can't!" Su Mo's voice became cold and severe.
This is Li Daoyuan's temper, and it is also one of the reasons for his poor popularity.
The old man on the opposite side took a few deep breaths, as if he was angry. As an evil cultivator, no one has a good temper.
However, there are voices around, as if someone is persuading.
After a long time, the old man's voice came coldly: "The route has been given to you, come if you want, or come if you don't!"
After speaking, a detailed route map was revealed on the black talisman. After about ten seconds passed, the map gradually disappeared, and the black talisman exploded suddenly.
Obviously it was the old man who did it, trying to disgust him.
It's just that before the aftermath of the explosion spread out, Su Mo gently stretched out a finger, and with a touch of his fingertip, all the flames and even the sound disappeared in an instant.
"It's time to go." Looking at the hazy sky outside.Su Mo stood up.
He Qixiu, who had been sleeping very lightly, had already woken up when the two of them were talking before, and stood quietly by the side waiting.
"Where is the village chief?" He glanced at the master bedroom in the distance.
Lan Xinghe originally intended to let Su Mo sleep in the master bedroom and sleep in the guest room by himself, but Su Mo politely declined.
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"Let's go like this."
When Su Mo spoke, he had already pushed open the wooden door, and no one woke up. He Qixiu followed closely behind.
Not long after, the two of them walked out of the village head, and the villagers were still asleep at this time.
"Nothing happened." He Qixiu turned around, glanced at the quiet village shrouded in mist, and sighed, "Could it be that I was thinking too much?"
The past few days have been uneventful, and I haven't encountered any weird things. It seems to be just an ordinary village, but the old people and money are a little weird.
"It's just that it hasn't happened yet." With a wave of Su Mo's hand, a trace of earth's air poured into the bottom of the village and melted into the depths of the soil: "Let's go, the business is important."
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Those evil cultivators would indeed choose places.
There are endless mountains in front of me, and there is no one inhabited within a radius of ten thousand miles. This is already the frontier of the Central Plains, and it is almost a junction.
Not to mention the orthodox sects around, there are almost no towns where mortals gather, but there are still many primitive tribes in the mountains.
Standing at the foot of the green hill, Su Mo's eyes shone with golden light, and he could already see that there must be a large number of evil spirits gathered on that hill.
Evil cultivators are not cultivating the orthodox Dharma at all, so it is impossible for them to refine the magic weapon in the right way like the immortal sect.
Therefore, they can only crudely engrave runes on the treasures, and then soak them in human blood and resentment to block the ghosts from melting in them.
Therefore, wherever evil cultivators gather, there must be ghosts accompanying them.
Moreover, several groups of people have already passed by, all of them are evil cultivators, of course, most of them are heretics.
When Su Mo came here, the zombie behind him naturally had no need to cover up. He removed the cloak, revealing his skin like gold and iron, and the purple corpse-refining talisman on his forehead gleamed.
The eyes of the evil cultivators who came and went were all focused on this zombie, with expressions of envy and fear on their faces.
The name of the Bronze Armored Corpse is quite resounding in Xuanmen.
"Master." He Qixiu performed very well, carrying a package on his back, bowed and said: "It's here."
"Ah."
Su Mo nodded coldly: "Go up."
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There is also a simple magic circle on the mountain. The effect is to hide the real ghost market. From a distance, the mountain is shrouded in thick fog. If ordinary people go in without opening their eyes, they will be lost forever.
Moreover, there are many ghosts in the fog. Although they have not evolved to the level of ghosts, they just confuse ordinary people, and they are enough to suck their blood.
Even though He Qixiu opened his Dharma Eye, he still followed Su Mo step by step.
Because along the way, all kinds of vicious and ugly evil monks, as well as many ghost zombies, have already made him a little timid.
"The evil cultivator's ghost market is so lively?" Su Mo was slightly curious.
Of course, he has been to the ghost market before, and he has been there many times, but most of them are dark gatherings organized by a group of ghosts and goblins, and they are generally kind. come out.
To be honest, this is the first time Su Mo participated in the ghost market dedicated to evil cultivators.
"It's a bit weird." Even though he knew that Su Mo used his great magic power to shield the voices of the two of them so that outsiders would not hear them, He Qixiu subconsciously lowered his voice: "I have participated in the ghost market with that old guy a few times. But the level of excitement is far from being comparable to this time, so you must be careful!"
Su Mo opened his Dharma eyes again and saw that the strongest person on the mountain was the peak of refining and transforming qi, and he was also a great elder of the exorcising corpse sect.
It is also one of the few evil cultivators who keep the ancient corpses. His natal zombie is just one step away from the silver-armored corpse. Gasification Divine Realm!
"The Corpse Sect..." Su Mo frowned slightly.
This is also the reason why he didn't choose to pretend to be Qi Shouzheng. Although he had seen his memories from childhood to adulthood, Qi Shouzheng, an old fellow, had many friends in the Corpse Exorcism Sect, so even if he knew the basics, there was still a big risk .
I hope that my fake Li Daoyuan will not be recognized, otherwise I can only do it in advance, but it is inevitable that there will be fish that slip through the net.
After all, these evil cultivators are all vigilant, and even close friends don't even know where they are hiding.
Unlike other people, who had to use various spells to open the way and open eyes, Su Mo just walked leisurely in the mist, and He Qixiu controlled the zombies to follow closely behind.
Not long after, the fog in front of him cleared, and a small town appeared in front of him.
That's right, it's a small town!
Looking around, you can see countless houses connected together, including taverns and brothels hundreds of meters high, full of red lanterns, full of joy.
Lanterns were also hung on the houses on both sides of the road, countless hawker stalls were placed on both sides of the road, and on the spacious road ahead, many strange figures walked back and forth.
Taoist monk, scholar son, all three religions and nine streams.
Some face viciously and look like yakshas, while others look handsome and handsome with regular facial features.
There are also many ghosts and ghosts with transparent bodies, monsters with animal characteristics such as a head of a livestock or a tail. These are not incarnations, most of them are covered with a piece of human skin.
All kinds of hooting sounds and hawking sounded together, and it looked like a night market in the world from a distance, extremely prosperous.
"The evil spirit is soaring, and the resentment is deep."
All the appearance of prosperity faded away in Su Mo's eyes. What he saw were countless painful innocent souls, and the resentment that almost formed a dark cloud!
On the way, all the evil cultivators looked at others with ill intentions, but when they saw Su Mo, especially the bronze armored corpse behind Su Mo, they couldn't help but hurriedly looked away, not daring to look any more.
The aura on Su Mo's body was concealed, and he couldn't tell the depth, but that bronze armored corpse was genuine, comparable to the strength of alchemy in refining and transforming qi!
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and boiled meat.
On the stalls on both sides, many burly figures with the heads of wild beasts were standing on both sides of the stalls, yelling and eating something from the bowl.
Out of curiosity, He Qixiu stretched his neck to look over, but soon his face turned pale, and he felt his stomach churning, and he almost couldn't help vomiting.
In the tumbling soup, a few human heads were looming. A monster with a pig head and a human body was wearing an apron. Standing in front of the chopping board, he took down a corpse from the hook, quickly cut open the belly, took out the internal organs and threw it into the pot...
I have been to the ghost market a few times, but those times everyone was wearing black robes and cloaks, with stalls in front of them, trading silently, and leaving silently. The whole ghost market had a depressing and dull atmosphere.
Where is it as lively as this small town, and there are monsters eating people on the street!
Just after calming down, He Qixiu looked at the other booths, and a look of longing rose in his eyes.
Those are selling talismans, magic tools, and even various spells.
The currency of exchange is gold.
In ancient times, spiritual energy was abundant, and monks all over the world traded with spiritual stones.
Now that the world is at the end of the law, even if the spirit stone is in the fairy gate, it can be regarded as a rare commodity, let alone this group of ordinary evil cultivators.
Therefore, as a last resort, the most valuable items in the world can only be used as currency, such as gold.
In fact, oceans can also be used, but the value is usually much lower than that of the outside world. After all, this thing is far less valuable than gold.
He Qixiu saw the Qi and Blood Pill at a glance, which was the pill that the old guy cast the Blood Soul Curse on to control himself.
Of course, the qi and blood pills here are all pure, and they don't have much effect. They are nothing more than strengthening the qi and blood. Taking it for a long time can strengthen the body and lay the foundation for practicing spells.
A small one costs twelve taels of gold.
As for those magic tools, they were backed with hundreds of taels of gold.
It has to be said that in the outside world, the magic weapon of the evil way is much more powerful than the magic weapon of the righteous way.
Looking along the way, it's a pity that He Qixiu is penniless now, so he can only regret missing countless things he likes.
Not long after, the two reached the middle of the street.
And Su Mo's footsteps also stopped.
His gaze penetrated the turbulent crowd in front of him, and he kept looking at the door of the restaurant.
There were several black-clothed old men standing there, and one of them, an old man with white beard and black hair, was staring at him with a bad expression.
Su Mo looked at him without fear, and even walked over on his own initiative.
This time, it was the old man's turn to be a little at a loss, and there was a bit of fear on his face. .
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He obviously knew Li Daoyuan.
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