Looking at the entire Fire Spirit Palace, there were not a few sword cultivators who had similar thoughts to Li Mo, but they had no concept of the Qingming Festival at all.

After all, the Qingming Festival is too far away.

Ancestor worship?

Many sword cultivators don't have the concept of ancestor worship at all, and after immortality, the festivals in the world are no longer as pure as they were eight thousand years ago.

Fortunately, some shops will hang signs related to the Qingming Festival.

The way to deal with it is only to force the sword ghosts to come to the shallow layer of Tongjian, and if they can't be killed, they are forcibly expelled into the deep layer.

Li Mo should be more careful, after all, he has been in contact with the Qingming Festival.

By the name of the store, you can tell whether it is related to the Qingming Festival, and a total of four related shops have been found.

When Jian Xiu was busy preparing for the impending disaster, he didn't peek at Li Mo again.

Li Mo and the two walked through the streets and alleys.

Instead of going to the shop, they disposed of the willow trees that grew wildly along the banks of the Beili River.

"Qingming Festival is to worship ancestors, but what is the connection with willows?"

The blood hidden soul of the Karma Daoist burrowed into the soil and pulled out the willow tree completely.

Li Mo did not help the people of the Karma Dao, mainly to control the scattered cancer cells and remove any remaining traces of the willow tree.

"Planting willows is a custom to ward off evil spirits and repay peace, and you don't understand it."

"Just in case, after all, the riverbank is too close to the restaurant, and the slightest mistake will cause us to get into deep trouble."

The Karma Daoist sighed, but listened to Li Mo say: "The Fire Spirit Hall is full of dangers, if you don't have a decent magic robe to protect you, you will inevitably fall into a deep hit when you encounter danger. ”

"Hiss......"

The people of the Karma Dao immediately stopped having a sore waist and no sore legs, and did the physical work with a smile.

The willow trees on the surface are dead trees, but not on the first floor of Tongjian.

Li Mo's cave god method looked at it, and he saw that the branches of the willow tree had sprouted buds, and at the same time, the rhizomes were soft with a trace of blood.

Who would believe that there is nothing out of the ordinary?

The two only cleaned up the willow trees near the Beili River, about a thousand trees, and ignored the rest of the area.

On the one hand, Li Mo and the two of them have limited energy, and on the other hand, even if they do good deeds, no one will appreciate them.

Jian Xiu was scattered in different neighborhoods because they couldn't trust each other, and Li Mo was not interested in being a savior.

Immediately afterwards, the two rushed to the [Incense Candle Pavilion] on the bank of the Beili River.

Incense Candle Pavilion not only sells candles, but also paper money, which will inevitably involve the Qingming Festival.

I have to say that Li Mo's luck is indeed okay.

The banks of the Beili River seem to have been one of the busiest neighborhoods in town, and funeral-related shops are often located in secluded corners.

For example, Hexing Road, which is only a kilometer away, has many shops selling paper figures and coffins.

Li Mo could occasionally feel the chaotic spiritual power fluctuations of Hexing Street, and it was obvious that Taishan Yan was anxious about it.

Soon.

Li Mo and the others came to the Incense Candle Pavilion, and then walked straight into the store.

Because the sword ghost inside has not rioted, the store is actually safe for a short time.

Li Mo walked around according to the usual practice, looking for account books with no recorded words, but unfortunately the shopkeeper should have been illiterate during his lifetime.

There is no need to keep accounts for small transactions, but in the small room where the candles are made, there are red and white candles, and the solidified wax oil is placed in the bucket in the corner, as if it was boiling not long ago.

"Senior brother, I always feel panicked."

The karmic Taoist picked up a wax kitten on the table, and the back was engraved with [Xiangzhi].

Li Mo explained: "Xiangzhi is a nickname, I'm afraid the shopkeeper has a little daughter." ”

The Karma Daoist swallowed his saliva and said softly, "How do I feel that there were really mortals living in the Fire Spirit Hall before, and it didn't look like an illusion that was transformed by the taboo of the Night Wandering God?" ”

"Perhaps."

Li Mo threw a pseudo-magic weapon Dao robe with a table foot to the Ye Zhuo Daoist, the appearance of the Dao robe was similar to that of Da Luo Tian, and the human skin with pupils was long.

"Pseudo-magic weapon Xiao Luotian, take it and refine it."

The Four Seas Chamber of Commerce auctioned Xiao Luotian, but the auction failed.

Because it was Li Mo's practice, Xiao Luo Tian had the defect of eroding the monk, but the Tai Ji sword body was just right to offset it.

Li Mo touched his chin and said secretly, "It's not bad to use the karmic test magic weapon, at least I have a clue about the structural perfection of the blood hidden soul." ”

"Hey, hey, hey."

"If Bai Shuo wakes up and sees my whole body, he will be in an unstable mood again."

The worries of the Karma Daoist were swept away, and there was a senior brother of the Duobao Daoist, who suddenly felt that the pseudo-magic weapon was also a rotten street.

After simple refining, the image of the Karma Dao person was completely demonized.

The human skin robe, the intestines in hand, the black coffin behind the back, and the gourd around the waist are also made of white bone.

Li Mo didn't feel that it was an eyesore, and the people of the Burning Dao were even more proud.

The two used conventional means to lure the sword ghost to the first floor, such as flesh and blood, corpse wine, etc., but the sword ghost did not react at all.

"It's not difficult to guess that this kind of trickery for a small night tour is related to candles, but the sword ghost in the depths of Tongjian may not be willing to show up."

Li Mo said with a smile on his face: "I have an idea. ”

"Senior brother, you said, you can't die in the sea of fire on the knife mountain......

Before the people of the Karma Zhuo Dao finished speaking, they noticed that Li Mo took out the water tank.

"I have a lot of energy, even if I deliberately cover it up, it is like a torch in the night, and you can only try it alone on the first floor."

The Karma Daoist smiled bitterly, and Li Mo continued: "The tricky utensils must be in the candle pile, you and I light them at the same time, calling the name of incense, to see if it can work." ”

"When the candle burns out, you will naturally break away from the present world, and as long as the sword ghost has the intention of pulling you into the depths, I will immediately seize the flaw and kill it."

The Karma Daoist nodded, and without hesitation, he got into the water tank and disappeared into the present world.

Click.

The tiny gap of the water tank crack channel is obviously used more times than the rattle, which should be around ten times.

Through the big cancer, Li Mo can vaguely sense the existence of the karmic Dao people.

The phantom fish sword is unsheathed.

When the candle is lit, the faint smell of corpse oil permeates the nasal cavity, but when the sense of smell is used to it, it feels very fragrant.

"Crazy Yihai year."

Li Mo closes his eyes to communicate with cancer cells.

The people of the Karma Dao were a little apprehensive and stayed on the first floor of Tongjian, facing a strange and inexplicable environment.

"Incense, incense, don't be afraid, incense is my ......"

The walls and floors are covered with a thick layer of bright red wax oil, like a woman's palace.

The candles in front of the karmic Daoist were the thickness of an arm, and the dripping wax oil was as if it were blood before it solidified.

"Ugh."

He sensed a living creature rubbing against him, and found that it was a wax kitten the size of a palm.

The wax kitten is covered with palm prints, which should be pinched out by the little girl little by little, and the nondescript appearance is a bit ridiculous.

"Not a sword ghost."

"Incense, incense."

The candle flame shook, and when the karmic Dao people saw this, they simply put away all the magic weapons and magic weapons, and shouted even harder after reining their breath.

"Xiangzhi, here." The little girl's voice rang out all around.

The heart of the Karma Burning Dao was shocked, and he turned his head to see a squatting figure in the corner, flames burning at the ends of his limbs, and his skin slowly dissolved.

"Xiangzhi, here."

The little girl kept repeating, and the instinctive Chaoye Zhuodao person groped for it.

Li Mogang wanted to go to the second floor of Tongjian, but he saw the Taoist leaning over without thinking, and gently stroked the little girl's head with his palm.

"Xiangyuki, let's go home......"

The karma Taoist shook the gourd, and the incense allowed the magic weapon to retract itself.

In a trance, the karmic Daoist had returned to the surface, and the candles in the room were burned out, leaving only an ordinary white candle in the corner.

Li Mo patted Ye Zhuo Daoren's shoulder, "Whether you believe it or not, I think the sword ghost should have existed, the vicissitudes of life, but now it is just the remnant of the night wandering god." ”

He blew out the white candles and kept the trickery close to him.

The role of the white candle is very special, after being lit, it can be fixed on a certain layer of copper, but the deeper the copper, the faster it will be consumed.

There are white candles, and Li Mo is more than two percent sure of banning Luanchuan in the future.

The Incense Candle Pavilion did not delay for too long, and the two continued to rush to the next store [Xunwu Wine Shop].

In Li Mo's memory, the Qingming Festival in the previous life was the custom of drinking chrysanthemum wine, but I didn't know much about it in this life, but I had to guard against it.

The liquor shop is a little dirty.

Li Mo looked through the account books, and the wine shop was no longer open a long time ago.

There is a clue to the teahouse next door, and the storyteller's notes on the rumors in the market mentioned that the wine shop will be open for half a day in the middle of every month.

But it's not daytime, but when the door of the ghost is wide open.

Li Mo and the others waited in the wine shop until midnight, using the recipe they found in the store to make wine, and only then did they spend time and effort to draw out the true body of the sword ghost.

The sword ghost has a human face and insect body, and the trickery is actually a piece of tongue buried in the back of the house.

It can be seen that the trickery of the small night tour is sometimes not related to the store, and it is difficult to find out if you are not familiar with the affairs of the sword ghost before his death.

Li Mo speculated based on what the sword ghost said that his sense of taste deteriorated in his later years and he couldn't distinguish the corpse wine, so he chose to close the store.

What happened next is unknown.

The sword ghost just muttered vigorously, "You are not the wine worms crawling out of my throat, and you are not qualified to drink. ”

Li Mo deeply suspected that the sword ghost cut his tongue before his death in order not to block the throat.

It seems incredible, but absurdity is indeed a portrayal of the drastic changes in heaven and earth.

The tongue is of little use, and before swallowing it into the stomach and not digesting it, you can go to Tongjian, but the intestines and stomachs of Li Mo and the others have long lost their function.

The third shop is Tongxintang, a medical hall where mortals grab prescriptions.

Li Mo considered that some mortals would go to the hospital to buy wormwood on the eve of the Qingming Festival.

The first two shops went unusually well, but as a result, the two of them stuck in Tongxintang for five days, and even if they ventured to Tongjian, they didn't get anything.

In the end, Li Mo thought of a way that was not a solution.

With the help of cancer cells pretending to be sick, he found a sword ghost that looked like a dry corpse, and the latter's body surface was covered with hundreds of disease characteristics.

Fortunately, the taboo of the sword ghost is to be infected, and the two of them are almost immune to the disease.

There is another trick in the gourd.

The trickery is an ordinary herb, squeezing out the juice and dripping it on the eyelids to peek at the copper jian, which is useless to Li Mo.

The last shop, Li Mo was a little unsure.

"Why is it a temple, isn't the Qingming Festival a sacrifice to ancestors?"

"I don't know, but there is a saying in the common world that the god of the road will patrol the world during the Qingming Festival to protect the safety of mortals."

There are very few temples in the Fire Spirit Palace, and Li Mo has a hunch that since the immortal gods are involved, there may be hidden secrets of the drastic changes in heaven and earth in the temple.

(End of chapter)