Located on the east side of the pawnshop, the Miscellaneous Hall was responsible for the manufacture of statues, as well as gold, silver and copper ornaments, and the largest number of miscellaneous servants in it.

The main reason is that the raw materials are heavy and require a lot of manpower to be transported.

Normally, there are a large number of people coming in and out of the Miscellaneous Hall day and night, and the apprentices are mainly young and strong young adults.

But now, for some reason, the Miscellaneous Hall is deadly silent, the houses are sealed, and only the apprentice's wing room is open.

Xu Hu, the steward of the Miscellaneous Hall, had a blue face, his hands showed purple-red abscesses, and he could see the wriggling snakes inside.

Under his gaze, an extremely strange "statue" was moved out of it.

The statue is supposed to be made of a living person, and its skin appears extremely smooth, as if it was really made of clay, and it is also wearing the clothes of the Miscellaneous Hall.

What shocked Xu Hu the most was that the body of the living statue seemed to have been smashed by a heavy object, and the bones inside had been completely distorted, but the skin and flesh on the outside were not damaged at all.

Wu Wanfeng appeared beside Xu Hu, tilted his head to look at the statue of the living person, and couldn't help asking, "Steward Xu, did something from the inner city run out?" ”

"I don't know."

"What the hell does that thing look like?"

"I don't know."

"It is said that the inner city is ......"

"Wu Wanfeng, don't try to know too much, you will be targeted."

Xu Hu glanced at Wu Wanfeng, then carried several living statues, twisted off his head and threw them into the furnace, watching the corpses turn to ashes.

"Hehe, it looks like we can stop for a while."

Wu Wanfeng smiled strangely, stuck out her tongue and licked her exposed gums.

"They're not actually dead, it's funny that the bones are completely solidified into a prison, and the consciousness is locked up inside."

Xu Hu didn't bother to pay attention to Wu Wanfeng, and after counting the dozens of surviving apprentices and miscellaneous servants, he hurriedly left the Miscellaneous Hall.

The biting cold wind rolled up thick smoke, and the burning of the stove stopped for more than ten days, and finally only a few hundred catties of ashes were left and sprinkled on the field.

A little snowflake falls, and the next year is sure to be a good harvest.

Li Mo has been in retreat in the inner wing.

He deliberately increased the concentration of the haze aura in the house, causing a slight burning sensation to appear all over his body, so as to adapt to the haze aura.

With the passage of time, Li Mo found his own cultivation method, which could give full play to the role of the three supernatural powers.

He first used the help of memorization to divide the spiritual power in his body into two waves.

Most of the spiritual power runs along the meridians, returning to the middle dantian after a weekly cycle, and then continuing to repeat with the middle dantian as the starting point.

When the spiritual power continues to enter and exit the middle dantian, it will inevitably be affected by the multi-layered dantian, and it will become more refined unconsciously.

The other spiritual power is responsible for pulling the ownerless aura from the outside world.

Finally, the leak-free body ensures that there will be no accidents and maximizes efficiency.

Li Mo is like a beast dormant in a cave, digesting the thick fat that exists in autumn while hibernating.

The chirping of the insects disappeared, and silence followed.

Even if the people live forever, it does not mean that people's hearts will not covet the fireworks in the world.

On this day, the continuous heavy snow finally stopped.

The warm early sun illuminates the mountains.

The hibernating beast in the inner wing woke up by chance.

Li Mo stretched his waist, although the whole person was unkempt, the faint aura was completely different from the ordinary.

The glass jar was poured not far away, and the aura inside was already empty.

He lowered his head and picked up the glass jar, since Han Cai didn't let him return it, it means that people don't care about their wealth and wealth.

Even if the glass jar can only be used to store different kinds of aura, it is a magic weapon at all.

It's a pity that the storage bag is too small, and the glass jar alone has to occupy a small half of the space.

Li Mo rang the brass bell on the side of the wall, signaling the handyman to bring hot water for washing, while sorting out the harvest of the first retreat.

He looked at the middle dantian, and the sarcoma-like dantian had already appeared waxy particles.

It shows that the middle dantian began to be eroded by the haze and fog aura, and even if he dispersed the Yang Yuan Sutra, the dantian could no longer accommodate other alien aura.

Relying on supernatural powers, the middle dantian has become more stable, and a new protective layer is also being born, and its initial formation can be seen at present.

Li Mo's cultivation has almost sixty wisps of spiritual power, and the total horn stage is half completed.

In his spare time, he also developed a versatile combat technique to avoid danger in the inexplicably strange melttown.

Li Mo instilled the haze mist spiritual power into the fingers of his right hand, and a pale yellow mist filled the fingertips, which immediately turned into translucent silk threads.

He tugged hard, and the silk threads formed by the spiritual power appeared extremely tough, and inherited the unique corrosiveness of the haze spiritual power.

Li Mo shook his hand casually.

When the silk thread touches the furniture, it turns into an illusory mist, and instantly forms an entity, directly cutting off the corner of the wooden table.

Li Mo withdrew the haze silk thread, his fingers bent and accumulated, and a grain of dust appeared on his fingertips.

As long as you raise your hand and release it, the dust you shoot is enough to penetrate the flesh and blood, but unfortunately it consumes more spiritual power, and if you cast it five times, the dantian will be exhausted.

The haze silk line is suitable for facing the enemy head-on, and the consumption is negligible without damage.

Li Mo had tried his best to develop a universal skill, but he still felt that the means were poor, after all, he had only mastered one auxiliary spell.

As he thought about it, the handyman also brought in a half-man-high wooden barrel and poured hot water into it, causing the clouds to rise in the room.

Li Mo asked the pawnbroker if there was any trouble during the months of retreat.

The miscellaneous servants don't know much information, and their range of activities is limited, so a lot of things are hearsay.

But after piecing together in Li Mo's mind, he realized that there was a disaster in the pawn shop.

The pawnshop is like an island, many of which are enclosed, and even the handymen are not allowed to enter or leave, and the daily necessities are piled up in the aisles and taken by the steward.

Li Mo looked at the back of the handyman in the distance, and the inner wing room was still deserted.

He checked the dry food, which was enough for him to live in the inner wing for more than half a year, but he lacked the beast blood for the introduction of painting green clothes.

Li Mo soaked in hot water and wiped his body with a towel, the dirt receded, and the exposed skin was as delicate as a baby.

When he touched his chest, he suddenly noticed particles clinging to the surface of the skin.

Li Mo pinched the particles, and as a result, after the particles were subjected to external forces, they turned from solid to gas, turning into a thin xenomorphic aura.

His expression was stunned, and then he understood.

When Li Mo practiced, the multi-layered dantian would absorb impurities and aura.

However, there is an upper limit to the existence of supernatural powers, which leads to the impurity of some impurities being treated as foreign bodies by the leakless body and forcibly expelled from the body.

Finally, a crystalline aura is formed.

Li Mo looked at the aura crystals and said uncertainly: "If I have a spirit stone, it shouldn't be difficult to get the blood of the beast, right?" ”

"Alas, forget it, it's better to hold on to ......"

"Wait!!"

Li Mo suddenly discovered a very critical problem.

If the pawnshop goes into an area lockdown, it's not to protect the people inside, but the danger may come again within the range.

Then he insisted on the inner wing, which is actually unwise behavior.

Because the source of danger is movable.