Immortal Immortal

"In July and a half, the door of ghosts opens, and ghosts come out."

"Ghosts are bitter, selling tofu, and the beans are rotten."

Chen's Tofu Shop is located 500 meters west of the Beili River.

Li Mo could actually get a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg during the drastic changes in the world through the restaurant's account books. The two shops had cooperated many times before Yihai.

Chen's Tofu Shop is a century-old shop and has always had a good reputation among the folks in the countryside.

In particular, the store’s braised tofu is a specialty of four generations, and some tourists even come from thousands of miles away to have a taste of it.

Until the year of Yihai.

Chen's Tofu Shop suddenly closed for unknown reasons.

Li Mo saw in a book "Notes from the Wing" in the restaurant, it seemed to be a comment about Chen's Tofu Shop by the family members of the restaurant.

"The brine tofu is getting worse every day and becomes more fishy and smelly."

Smelly?

Why are vegetarian foods called fishy?

Li and Mo didn't dare to neglect. After sealing the restaurant, they rushed to Chen's Tofu Shop, which was located in a remote corner of the street.

"Hehe, junior brother, I thought I chose a treasured place. I haven't encountered any disaster for so long."

Taoist Ye Zhuo carried the intestines, and necessary measures were taken to seal the gap in the coffin with special talismans.

"Tofu is a special folk ingredient."

Li Mo was too lazy to talk to Taoist Ye Zhuo and looked at the shop in front of him. There was no situation like the noodle shop where he was directly pulled into Tongjian.

"The sword ghost inside should be showing signs of escaping. Let me go around the store first and see if there is anything weird."

"good."

Taoist Ye Zhuo nodded in agreement, one person turned to the left and the other to the right.

As Li Mo walked along the street, he stroked the wall and felt a slight moisture on his fingertips. This showed that the Sword Demon riot was not far away.

He is interested in the clues hidden in each store about the drastic changes in the world, so he will inevitably observe them very carefully.

Within the scope of the courtyard, the spiritual consciousness that has been suppressed by 90% by the Tianjianmen Mountain Guard Array is now difficult to even release.

Chen's Tofu Shop only covers an area of ​​about ten meters, and the two quickly met at the back door.

The gate of the courtyard is ajar, among which the pomegranate trees have sprouted fruit. The water well is covered with stone slabs. You can also see the wooden racks for drying soybean products, as well as neatly arranged water vats.

The two nodded.

Li Mo stepped into the courtyard, while Taoist Ye Zhuo set up a magic circle outside.

They belong to two extremes. Li Mo is proficient in everything, while Taoist Ye Zhuo is proficient in everything and can barely take action.

"If you can find the weird equipment, you should be able to follow the clues."

Li Mo didn't plan to use the rattle to enter the bronze mirror easily. Every piece of weird equipment was precious, so he had to replace the dragon beads first.

He looked around the courtyard and looked at the ordinary water tank.

Each water jar is sealed with rice flour mixed with sesame oil, and the body of the jar is covered with slightly white paper with handwriting representing each year.

From the Year of Gengzi, the Year of the Rat, to the Year of Yihai, the Year of the Pig.

Twelve cylinders in total.

Li Mo opened the Gengzi Nian's water tank, and the smell of spices hit his face, but the tank was already covered with mold and only some rot remained.

"brine?"

After all, Li Mo had the memory of two lifetimes and immediately realized the usefulness of the water tank.

Obviously, the shop owner sealed the spices for the annual brine recipe in the water tank, and added anti-corrosion inferior spiritual materials.

Open a tank once a year to ensure that the family recipe has not been lost.

For ordinary shops, it is a relatively conventional method, and even a few more types of spices will be added to ensure that it is difficult for outsiders to imitate.

Li Mo kept opening the water vat, removing the different degrees of rot and the different spices.

"The taboo of the Night Travel God is indeed terrifying. It can actually condense an ancient town with 100% similarity."

When there was only one Yihai-year-old water tank left, Taoist Yezhuo just finished decorating it.

"What did senior brother discover?"

"Don't worry, after all, we have to eradicate the weeds."

When the other sword cultivators dealt with the sword demon's riot, most of them destroyed the strange objects and equipment, allowing the sword demon to return to the deep bronze mirror.

He would only deal with the Sword Demon if he had to.

Li Mo patted the water tank and could only make out a rough idea with the help of the cave god's magic eyes.

Once the sealing mud is removed, the spices are still in the vat.

Li Mo narrowed his eyes, "Looking at the age of the handwriting and comparing the date of the notes in the room, there may have been problems at Chen's Tofu Factory at that time."

"Something's wrong."

"Is it possible that the recipe has not changed, but the taste of people who eat braised tofu has changed, so they think the taste of tofu is getting fishier?"

Li Mo drew out the Fantasy Fish Sword and came to the back room of Chen's Tofu Shop.

Taoist Yezhuo was a little nervous, communicating with the black coffin all the time, and using Taoist Baishuo's reaction to determine whether there was a bronze mirror.

The back room is littered with miscellaneous items, including all kinds of equipment for making soy products.

There are also a few wax ducks hanging next to the window.

Things in the store seem to remain the same without deliberately taking them away.

"Don't touch anything, I found the magic device."

"So fast?!!"

Taoist Ye Zhuo looked surprised. The rattles in the noodle shop were making constant noises, but there was nothing unusual in Chen's Tofu Shop.

Li Mo lifted the thirteenth water jar hidden from the bottom of the chopping board.

"Quick victory."

"ah?"

Taoist Yezhuo was stunned. Li Mo had already used his sword energy to break open the mud seal, and then an unpleasant smell filled the air.

The water tank was filled with flesh and bones, and there was a layer of grease floating on the surface of the blood. The sporadic spices mixed in seemed extremely strange.

The familiar sound of water flowing came, and the air became damp and cold.

A drastic change occurred in the back room, which was already on the first floor of the Bronze Mirror.

The wax duck turned into a complete set of ribs, the soybeans in the basket turned into a large number of human eyes, and the broken organs were scattered randomly on the ground.

Li Mo looked over his head from the corner of his eye and saw another hanging rope.

All the sword ghosts on the Beili River have the same characteristic [hanging to death], and the source should be Luanchuan in the restaurant.

"It's not on the first floor of the Bronze Mirror. That's interesting. The sword ghost seems to be avoiding us."

"There are taboos..."

Taoist Yezhuo took a breath and suddenly realized that his flesh and blood were alienating, and the fat turned into crystal clear tofu.

Li Mo stabbed the Magic Fish Sword hard, and the tofu shop was engulfed in thin flames.

"Its taboo does not threaten me, but we must hurry up, otherwise it is likely to escape deeper into the bronze mirror."

He has the spiritual power of the Great Sun to protect him, and the Sword Demon's taboo has caused severe alienation, but Da Cancer Mitian cannot help but fight against the erosion of the taboo.

If things go on like this, the two of them are likely to be trapped in Chen's Tofu Shop.

"I can't do the ink anymore. Ye Zhuo, you are going to ban the Sword Demon. I will go to the second floor. If I don't come back after ten breaths, the Sun Sword Intent will destroy the entire store together with the weird equipment."

As Li Mo spoke, the flames emptied the filth in the water tank and then got into it.

It disappeared in an instant.

"It's so damn evil. All sword ghosts are attached to Tongjian. When dealing with disasters, the taboo of the Night Walker God must be involved."

Taoist Yezhuo instilled spiritual power into the blood and soul, and his intestines covered every corner of the inner room.

"Cough cough cough."

He coughed violently and spit out a square piece of oil from his throat, which was almost exactly the same as tofu and disgusting.

boom.

The tofu shop was shaken, and there were many long and narrow sword marks on the wall.

Li Mo's behavior on the second floor of Tongjian affected the first floor in disguise, and spider web-like cracks spread on the ground around the store.

The movement intensified.

Taoist Yezhuo noticed that there were quite a few people peeking in the dark. Although they could not add insult to injury, they could figure out the truth and the truth.

Just after ten breaths, the water tank overflowed with blood again.

A few pieces of marinated tofu floated.

At the same time that Li Mo's figure was revealed, the blood hidden soul shrank toward the center, and the sword ghost penetrated by the phantom fish sword was sealed in the gourd magic weapon.

"solved."

Sword Demon looks like a middle-aged man with a big belly. His skin is peeled off, exposing white grease. However, judging from his clothing, he was probably just a mortal shopkeeper of a tofu shop.

"As expected of Master Taiji, whose physical body is comparable to that of physical cultivation..."

Before Taoist Ye Zhuo finished speaking, he saw Li Mo looking out the window with a frown on his face.

The streets on the first floor of Tongjian were filled with figures wearing shrouds. They all looked like human beings with pig heads, and there were rope marks on their necks.

There was a voice talking to itself.

"The bonfire is full of bugs, the cart is full of evil spirits, the grains are ripe, and the house is full of sweet things..."

After the pig-headed man discovered Li Mo and the other two, his head stayed where it was and was gradually lifted upwards by a long, thin rope.

The headless body came running wildly.

"Oh shit!!!"

Taoist Ye Zhuo's scalp was numb, and the Magic Fish Sword in Li Mo's hand was unsheathed.

Click.

The tofu shop is divided into two.

Li Mo and Li Mo have returned to the present world. The opening of the shop is extremely smooth, and the sun sword energy spreads out in a bright shape.

Taoist Ye Zhuo took a breath.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Li Mo's sword intention became more and more like an arm.

There are at least nearly ten thousand strands of sword energy spread all over the body, but they can still be maintained in the courtyard.

Ordinary sword cultivators would only improve their swordsmanship in hundreds of years, but Li Mo's progress could be seen with the naked eye, and it would still be possible after a thousand years.

The ghost tiger phantom swallowed the water vat.

Li Mo didn't care about the eyes of the outside world and walked towards the restaurant.

His thoughts still lingered on the clues he learned on the second floor of the Tongjian. The sword ghost in Tofu Fang actually retained some rudimentary rationality.

Even if you just repeat the same words, the amount of information is not small.

While walking on the road, Li Mo glanced at the [Ma's Braised Restaurant] directly opposite Chen's Tofu Shop. There was a withered banyan tree in the closed courtyard.

On the eve of the great changes in the world, many strange things happened in the town.

It affects the town invisibly, but there seems to be no change. The beginning of the disaster has been buried in every corner of the world.

For Chen Sannian of Doufu Fang, there is only one thing worth caring about.

The homemade marinated tofu became as smelly as the swill eaten by livestock. Even if the recipe was repeatedly checked, the taste could not be changed.

As a result, the aroma wafted from Ma's Braised Pork in front of the door, attracting countless passers-by to stop.

Chen Sannian is really unwilling to give in. The century-old brand cannot be destroyed in his own hands. Everything must be Ma Qing's doing.

He sneaked into the back kitchen of Ma's Luzhui in the middle of the night and stole the formula that made his business prosperous.

Boil for ten days.

The smell came back, but Chen Sannian could no longer find his wife and children at home.

In despair, he filled the water tank, sealed it, and hanged himself in the back room.

To the day I die, I still don’t understand why my own brine smells fishy.

What exactly is going on?