Qin Mo, who had already achieved his goal, changed his face and returned to the city. First, I found myself a new place to live. Plus musk or anything he didn't smell very much. So this place of residence is not really very exquisite...

Ahem, it's useless to pay attention to the main thing. He can't pay attention to it if he wants to, after all, he is in a state of being hunted down, and if he pays attention to it, he is estimated to be caught.

Qin Mo still had a good idea of his current situation, so he directly found a house in the corner - to be precise, it was not all a house he found, but a house he had... Well... Kennel?

It's messy, it's in tatters.

Let's just say that there are four walls, a roof, and nothing else. Qin Mo huddled in such a place, in order to avoid the pursuers.

He didn't have any ideas of his own, but to be honest, this kind of suffering was something he had never experienced since he was a child. Although it was very bitter when I was young, that kind of bitterness is still different from the current one. When I was young, it was just more difficult, but now it's a matter of worry, and it's even more difficult to live.

This degree is really different.

But fortunately, Qin Mo adapted very well.

And coincidentally, he finally met the target person he came here to - Wei Qi, or Wei Qingyi now. It's also a coincidence, he met the pursuers after leaving the place that he didn't know if it should be called the grassland.

He was at the demarcation line, with pursuers in front and wild beasts behind. It can be said that there are wolves in front and tigers in the back, and no matter what, it is a dead end.

And at that time, he could be said to be on the verge of death. Although he had a lot of things in his hands, there were no medicinal herbs in them, or medicines that could be used. To put it bluntly, there are too many other things in it, and the position of the medicine is probably occupied, and there is no place to put it, so there is only a pitiful little bit.

It's not that there are no drugs in that large space, it's just that there are very few drugs in it. The drugs were all bottled in porcelain-like bottles with unknown names.

I have to say that although this thing looks high-end, it really doesn't work. It's not that it can't preserve the medicinal effect, but this kind of thing itself can't be put down. If it weren't stored in this kind of place where time was almost frozen, it would have rotted into mud a long time ago, how could it still exist.

The few bottles of medicine in Qin Mo's hands were all very precious existences. It's not that ordinary people can't afford it, but ordinary people don't know the level of such a thing.

Although Qin Mo didn't know that this kind of thing was so precious, and even if it wasn't for the small note on the bottle with the name and ingredients of the medicine written on it, he wouldn't know what this medicine was.

But even so, he didn't dare to use it indiscriminately. After all, although this thing has written the ingredients and name, it doesn't have a role...

Qin Mo, who was finally able to temporarily settle down and take a breath, collapsed directly in this dilapidated house, and he didn't want to move.

I've been tired for too long.

Before he came in, he arranged some small things around this broken house, in case he was still in this broken house, those who had special abilities, or special energy attributes, and those who were chasing and killing him, rushed in directly and wrapped him in dumplings.

That's embarrassing.

After working hard for so long, I ended up making dumplings, and the result was still the same...

You'll die laughing.

Thinking of this, Qin Mo decisively made a little more ruthless. After carefully examining his things and making sure that there were no problems, he returned to the dilapidated house.

For Qin Mo now, it is already very good to have such a place for him to rest.

The moment he fell into this dilapidated house, he felt very happy. He didn't know what he was thinking, probably because it had been really hard lately.

After being depressed for a while, Qin Mo sat up and walked to the middle of the dilapidated house.

It wasn't for nothing that he chose this dilapidated house.

One is because no one has been here for a long time since this dilapidated house was visited, and it was empty for about a hundred years. The second reason is that there is an energy fluctuation in this house. He had observed this place when he was hiding his form, and the native monks who passed by it. They were found to be indifferent to this energy fluctuation.

At first, Qin Mo thought that it was because they were not familiar with this kind of energy fluctuation, or because this energy fluctuation was not the same frequency as their own energy fluctuation, and it could not be connected, which meant that they didn't feel this at all, so they didn't seem to care.

Later, he discovered that no one but him could sense this energy fluctuation at all.

This made Qin Mo not know whether he should be happy or should he have some other emotions.

He looked at where he was now.

In this place, digging straight down, not very deep to be able to see the source of that energy fluctuation.

After looking at this place, Qin Mo thought about it, but still didn't dig it himself.

He chose a different way. This method will be relatively troublesome, but relatively, there will be losses and gains. What is made in this way will be more pure and even more powerful. In addition, this method is able to leave no visible traces.

These reasons, no matter which one they are, are enough to attract Qin Mo. Together, these were enough for Qin Mo to take risks.

It's like a magnet attracting iron. Use the energy in Qin Mo's body to attract the energy fluctuations in this place, and let this energy fluctuation slowly rise from the ground by itself, and drill towards the place where Qin Mo emitted energy.

This time it was really unexpected.

Qin Mo, who was struggling to apply the energy in his body, was now sitting on the ground without any image, and between his two legs, there was a misty crystal.

It looked like a whole crystal that was supposed to be crystal clear and beautiful with a flaw in the middle, and the foggy place, instead of being moving, made the crystal a complete piece of waste.

But Qin Mo, who was already tired and half dead, looked at the super huge crystal between his two legs with a speechless expression, and he could feel that the energy fluctuations that had been attracting him all along, were on top of this crystal.

But after a closer look, Qin Mo looked at this crystal with a complicated expression, and found that what attracted him was not this crystal. To be precise, it should be the foggy "impurities" in this crystal.

These things can be absorbed directly by him, and there are no side effects at all.

Although he can really say this, he must be responsible for what he says.

After trying the effect of this thing, Qin Mo found that after he absorbed these things, his strength could be directly raised to a higher level, and there were no side effects. And this crystal, as if there were never those impurities in it, directly became a high-quality crystal.

It's just a lot smaller than before.

However, now, how come no one has found out that it can become the way it was before...

It took a few days to get the crystal. After spending a few more days preparing to dig these things out of the ground, Qin Mo finally really quieted down. There's nothing to do, there's nothing to chase, there's no action.

Everything is as it is.

Qin Mo looked around the dilapidated house. Although this house is broken, the contents of this house can never be returned.

Qin Mo spent a lot of energy to decorate the inside of this dilapidated house. Then he had a good rest in it for a few days.

After that, he went out with the evidence he had gathered, as well as himself.

When he went out this time, Qin Mo left with the things in his own hands and with himself.

Before leaving, Qin Mo sent something to the only "local resident" in the broken house, the Dumiao Miao in the broken house. , which is what was originally in this broken house, next to something in this broken house that was supposed to be a well or something.

No one knows what this thing is, only that it's a little evil. The kind of evil door that is easy to be killed directly if you are not careful, is not the kind of small fight.

Qin Mo understood that since this kind of words had already been spread, what he was originally entangled with and didn't really want to do couldn't be put off any longer. Although he has never had anything to accompany him, maybe now he thinks about what to do, but he finds that it is good that there is no one around him all the time, and it is not a bad thing.

Not to mention anything else, there are really a lot of places to escape for your life.

For example, putting the finishing touches on it.

Another example is the finishing touches.

After leaving this well-arranged dilapidated house, Qin Mo felt that life seemed to be like this. Daily life is probably to run for your life→ pay attention, rest → escape to continue.

This is when he found this dilapidated house and had something to say, and in a trance he seemed to see a person with two eyes shining...

Blink your eyes as if everything is normal and new. This kind of life seems to be really good.

"Oh, where did this young man come from, why don't you go home at this time!" While wandering, Qin Mo accidentally bumped into a person when he turned the corner, and the things on that person's hand crackled and fell all over the ground.

Qin Mo came back to his senses when he heard the voice, and saw that the person he had been a year ago was absent-minded.

In short, there is no real question yet.

It's really great that this smell has finally found a way for you, it's not cheating, it's the kind of kidnapping you home.