In the early morning, the teahouse is quite lively, and there are many people drinking tea in it, sitting and watching the entertainers in the market play tricks.

"The sky is blue, the yellow flower is in the ground, the west wind is tight, and the northern geese fly south."

"Who is drunk with frost in Xiaolai? Always away from tears. ”

After listening to a song and singing, Li Mo walked into the teahouse.

If you think about it, he has been in Rongzhen for four years, but he has never seen the prosperity of the street corner.

Now that I heard this half of the song, the impatience in my heart subsided most of it unconsciously, and I couldn't help but hum a few words along with the tune.

Li Mo immediately walked into the teahouse, and the rich fragrance of tea came to his face.

The shopkeeper bent over, and after seeing Li Mo's dress, he said courteously: "A guest officer, two taels of tea, please inside!" ”

"Guest officer, there was a blue water from Sanjiang Town recently, do you want to try it?"

"Let's look at the arrangement."

Li Mo showed interest on his face, and was led by the shopkeeper to the private room of the teahouse.

He noticed that the fat shopkeeper who was busy collecting accounts at the counter also had a meager cultivation, which was comparable to the total corner period.

Not long after Li Mo sat down, the shopkeeper brought the teapot into the private room.

He casually rewarded some money, then picked up the teacup and took a sip, thinking that it would be a fragrant and sweet tea, but it was unexpected.

Li Mo's brows suddenly furrowed, and the black-brown tea seemed to have spicy spices added, which was completely devastating to the sense of taste.

He suddenly realized that due to the erosion of death and disease, the taste of adults has declined seriously, which affects the habit of drinking tea in disguise.

Li Mo's right hand trembled slightly, and he put the teacup back on the table.

The shopkeeper should be based on the age of the customer, and send tea of different weights.

Li Mo's appearance seems to be in his early twenties, but his taste is similar to that of a child, and he has not yet begun to degenerate.

After a while, Jin Li walked into the private room quickly.

As soon as he sat down, he picked up the teacup and poured it into his mouth, not noticing the bitterness and spiciness, but like drinking sweet springs.

Li Mo couldn't help but look at Jin Li, and then noticed the latter's abnormality, Jin Li's skin was abnormally dark red, and his cultivation had made great progress compared to before.

Li Mo just wanted to speak, but when he saw Jin Li put down the teapot, he said embarrassedly: "Brother Li Mo, you just got out of the customs, I should be the east, so ......"

"Why don't you go to the restaurant on Hojo Street, the three freshness there is really good."

Li Mo hurriedly refused: "I really don't need to, Brother Jin, I just ate dry food." ”

Jin Li was not easy to persuade again, feeling that Li Mo might be pure by nature and had few desires, so he ordered some tea and snacks in the name of treating.

Li Mo stopped at a shallow taste, chatted for a while, and then asked about the cause of polylimbism.

"What is the situation with polylimbism, it seems that it has not subsided in the past few months?"

"Well, it's been more than three months."

Jin Li squinted, the activated muscles in his back squirmed, and then he explained helplessly: "There may be a high-level monk who made a move, and finally the polylimb syndrome disappeared inexplicably. ”

Li Mo didn't speak, Jin Li continued to say with a wry smile: "Polylimb disease is really too fierce, even if only mortals are guilty, but the scope of the impact has been expanding. ”

As he spoke, his body subconsciously leaned forward.

Li Mo actually smelled a pungent smell of rust from Jin Li's mouth, even if he used the pungency of strong tea, he couldn't suppress it.

He looked at Jin Li carefully and found that Jin Li's eyes were slightly red and swollen, and his gums were black, which was obviously a sign of metal poisoning.

Li Mo couldn't help but recall seeing patients with polylimb disease when he was in the hospital.

"The polylimb disease disappeared ten days ago, although the number of casualties is not as good as the head beast, but when I investigated the source in the west of the city, I really ......"

"There's a real fear of dying in the general horn period."

Jin Li showed a relieved expression, for some reason he was so scared at the time, and when he looked back, he seemed to be just nervous.

Li Mo listened to Jin Li's account of the multilimb syndrome, and couldn't help asking, "Brother Jin, do you feel unwell?" ”

"Discomfort?"

"How is it possible, even because of a blessing in disguise, the cultivation was promoted to the fourth layer of the total horn period."

"If I can reach the weak crown at the age of 45, I will be somewhat sure of the outbreak of weak crown death at the age of 50."

Gionee also behaves like metal poisoning, because metal poisoning will affect nerves along the blood vessels, and may become hyperactive.

Li Mo was noncommittal, in fact, the strangeness of Jin Li's face was not obvious on the corpse body, but he was too impressed by polylimbism.

He took the opportunity to change the topic: "Brother Jin, is there a market for monks to trade in Rongzhen?" ”

"There is ......"

Jin Li lowered his voice and took out a map of animal skins that were some years old from the storage bag.

"The map was given to me by a friend more than ten years ago, and although it has been a long time, the locations marked in it are very similar."

The map details the location of medium and large towns.

The black market is dozens of miles away from Rongzhen, and if Li Mo has a magic weapon to fly in the sky, it may only take one day to go back and forth.

Molten Town should acquiesce to the existence of the black market, after all, they are trapped in one place, and it is extremely inconvenient to replenish resources.

"Thank you, Brother Kim."

Li Mo took it unceremoniously.

Jin Li has known Li Mo for several years, and he has the impression that oil and salt are not entering, and since he is willing to admit his feelings, it means that he can still communicate.

"In a few months, I'll be out of town, and I can go with the road if I don't mind."

"No, I'll leave Rongzhen in the near future, and it's almost time to go back to my hometown."

Li Mo politely refused, not because he didn't trust Jin Li, but mainly because he planned to use the second human skin to show people outside and make up a new identity for casual cultivation.

"Be more vigilant, the human heart is more vicious than the beast."

Of course, Li Mo and his two generations know that his social experience is still sufficient.

He asked about the strange appearance of the beast outside the city, but Jin Li didn't know much about it, and he didn't come into contact with the beast several times out of the city, as if the beast had intelligence and was deliberately avoiding danger.

Li Mo recalled that the hunting beasts in Niujia Village really had to dispatch all the young and middle-aged people and stay in the wilderness for several months.

After Jin Li drank the tea, he hurriedly took a step forward: "Polylimb disease is no longer a big problem, but the blockade area of Xicheng seems to be descaled with aura." ”

The so-called descaling refers to the use of rich aura poured into a certain range, which can dispel the rest of the alien aura.

Jin Li said self-deprecatingly: "The yamen urgently summoned me, it seems that there is indeed something strange in Xicheng. ”

"When I was in Xicheng, it seemed that there was a voice in my ears."

Jin Li's expression was in a trance, and when he walked out of the private room, he muttered to himself: "Penetrating wisdom, five qi soaring, golden light appears quickly......"

Li Mo's pupils dilated, and he watched Jin Li gradually move away.

The long-lost memory of the Book of Creation poured out, and a few casual words from Jin Li turned out to be from a spell seven thousand years ago.

"Armor Charm."

Ancient spells will certainly not apply to later generations.

But what shocked Li Mo was that the armor mantra was not a spell of the Heart Beast Sect, but originated from an immortal sect called [Ziqi].

The information provided by the Creation Book is limited, and it is only known that the Ziqi Sect is known for refining weapons, and the scale of seven thousand years ago is not comparable to that of the Heart Beast Sect.