Immortal Immortal

Looking at the entire Huoling Palace, there are many sword cultivators who have similar ideas to Li Mo, but they have no idea about Qingming Festival.

After all, Qingming Festival is too far away.

Worshiping ancestors?

Many sword cultivators have no concept of ancestor worship at all. After the death of immortals, the festivals in the world are no longer as pure as they were eight thousand years ago.

Fortunately, some stores will hang signs related to Qingming Festival.

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

Li Mo needs to be more careful, after all, he has been exposed to Qingming Festival.

By the name of the store, you can tell whether it is related to Qingming Festival. A total of four related stores were found here and there.

While the sword cultivators were busy preparing for the impending disaster, they didn't peep at Li Mo anymore.

Li and Mo walked through the streets and alleys.

They did not go to the store, but instead took care of the willow trees that grew wantonly along the bank of the Beili River.

"Qingming Festival is about ancestor worship, but what does it have to do with willow trees?"

The blood-hiding soul of Taoist Yezhuo penetrated into the soil and pulled out the willow tree completely.

Li Mo did not help Taoist Ye Zhuo. He mainly wanted to control the scattered cancer cells and remove any remaining traces of the willow tree.

"Inserting willow trees is a custom to ward off evil and bring peace. Even if you tell me, you won't understand."

"Just in case. After all, the river bank is too close to the restaurant. A little carelessness will cause us to get into deep trouble."

Taoist Ye Zhuo sighed, but heard Li Mo say: "The Fire Spirit Palace is surrounded by dangers. If you don't have decent robes to protect yourself, you will inevitably be seriously injured when encountering danger."

"hiss……"

Taoist Yezhuo immediately stopped feeling sore in his waist and legs, and started doing physical work with a smile.

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

Li Mo looked with his cave spirit's eyes and saw that buds had sprouted on the branches of the willow tree, and the roots were soft with a trace of blood.

Who would believe that there is no difference?

The two of them only cleaned up the willow trees near the Beili River, which probably numbered nearly a thousand, and ignored the rest of the area.

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

The sword cultivators were scattered to different neighborhoods because they could not trust each other, and Li Mo was not interested in being a savior.

Immediately afterwards, the two rushed to the [Xiangzhu Pavilion] by the Beili River.

Incense Candle Pavilion not only sells candles, but also paper money, the latter of which must be related to Qingming Festival.

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

Beili Riverside seems to have been one of the busiest neighborhoods in town, and funeral-related shops were generally located in secluded corners.

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

Li Mo could occasionally feel the chaotic spiritual energy fluctuations in Hexing Street, and Taishan Yan was obviously very troubled by this.

soon.

Li and Mo arrived at Xiangzhu Pavilion and walked straight into the shop.

Because the sword demons inside had not rioted, the store was actually safe for a short period of time.

Li Mo went around as usual, looking for any account books with written records. Unfortunately, the shopkeeper was probably illiterate during his lifetime.

There is no need to keep accounts for a small business, but the small candle-making room is filled with red and white candles, and the solidified wax oil is placed in a bucket in the corner, as if it was being boiled not long ago.

"Brother, I always feel so scared."

Taoist Yezhuo picked up a wax kitten on the table with [香之] engraved on the back.

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

Taoist Yezhuo swallowed his saliva and said softly: "Why do I feel that there were real mortals living in the Fire Spirit Hall before, and it's not like it was an illusion created by the taboos of the Night Wandering God?"

"maybe."

Li Mo threw a fake magic weapon Taoist robe to the table leg to Taoist Ye Zhuo. The appearance of the Taoist robe was similar to that of Da Luotian, with human skin covered with pupils.

"Xiao Luotian, the fake magic weapon, take it and refine it."

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

Because it was Li Mo's skill, Xiao Luotian had the disadvantage of corroding monks, but the Taiji Sword Body was able to offset it.

Li Mo touched his chin and said secretly, "It's not bad to test the magic weapon with the help of karma. At least I have a clue about the perfect structure of the blood-hidden soul."

"Hey hey hey."

"If Bai Shuo wakes up and sees what I'm wearing, she'll be in an unstable mood again."

Taoist Yezhuo's worries were swept away. With Taoist Duobao's senior brother there, he suddenly felt that fake magic weapons were also trash.

After simple refining, Taoist Ye Zhuo's image was completely transformed into a demon.

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

Li Mo didn't think it was an eyesore, and Taoist Ye Zhuo was even more proud.

The two used conventional means to lure the sword ghost to the first level, such as flesh and blood, corpse wine, etc., but the sword ghost showed no reaction at all.

"It's not difficult to guess that the strange equipment used in this kind of night tour is probably related to candles, but the sword ghost in the depths of the bronze mirror may not be willing to show up."

Li Mo said with a smile: "I have an idea."

"Senior brother, you said, if you go up to the mountain of swords and go down to the sea of ​​fire, you will die..."

Before Taoist Ye Zhuo finished speaking, he noticed Li Mo taking out the water tank.

"My energy is so strong that even if I cover it up deliberately, it's still like a torch in the dark. You can only try it on the first floor alone."

Taoist Yezhuo smiled bitterly, and Li Mo continued: "The strange device must be in the pile of candles. You and I will light it at the same time and call out the name of the incense to see if it can work."

"When the candle burns out, you will naturally escape to the present world. As long as the sword ghost has the intention of dragging you into the deep level, I will immediately seize the flaw and kill you."

Taoist Yezhuo nodded, got into the water tank without hesitation, and disappeared from the world.

Click.

The water tank has a tiny crack and has been used significantly more than the rattle, probably about ten times.

Li Mo was able to vaguely sense the existence of Taoist Ye Zhuo through his severe cancer.

The Phantom Fish Sword is unsheathed.

When the candle was lit, the faint smell of corpse oil filled the nostrils, but once the sense of smell got used to it, it felt extremely fragrant.

"The crazy year of Yihai."

Li Mo closed his eyes to communicate with the cancer cells.

Taoist Yezhuo stayed on the first floor of the Tongjian slightly uneasy, facing a strange and inexplicable environment.

"It smells good, it smells good, don't be afraid, it's me who smells good..."

The walls and floor are covered with thick bright red wax oil, like a female uterus.

The candles in front of Taoist Yezhuo were each as thick as an arm, and the dripping wax looked like blood before it solidified.

"Well."

He noticed something alive rubbing against him, and found that it was a wax kitten the size of a palm.

The surface of the wax kitten is covered with palm prints, which must have been pinched out by a little girl. The nondescript appearance is a bit ridiculous.

"Not a sword demon."

"It smells good, it smells good."

The candle flames flickered. Seeing this, Taoist Yezhuo simply put away all the magic weapons and instruments, and after condensing his breath, he screamed even harder.

"Xiangzhi, you're here." The little girl's voice sounded around.

Taoist Ye Zhuo twisted his head and turned around to see a crouching figure in the corner. Flames were burning at the ends of his limbs, and his skin was slowly dissolving.

"Xiangzhi, here."

The little girl kept repeating, instinctively groping towards Taoist Ye Zhuo.

Li Mo just wanted to go to the second floor of Tongjian, but saw Taoist Ye Zhuo leaning over without thinking and gently touching the little girl's head with his palm.

"Xiangzhi, go home..."

Taoist Ye Zhuo shook the gourd, and Xiangzhi allowed the magic weapon to gather around him.

In a daze, Taoist Ye Zhuo had returned to the surface. All the candles in the room were burned out, leaving only a plain white candle in the corner.

Li Mo patted Taoist Ye Zhuo on the shoulder, "Whether you believe it or not, I think the sword ghost should have existed in the past, but now it is just the remnant of the night wandering god."

He blew out the white candles and kept the strange equipment close to his body.

The function of the white candle is very special. After being lit, it can fix people on a certain layer of the copper mirror. However, the deeper the copper mirror, the faster it will be consumed.

With the white candle around, Li Mo is 20% more sure of blocking Luanchuan in the future.

Xiangzhu Pavilion did not delay for too long, and the two of them continued to rush to the next shop [Xunwu Liquor Shop].

In Li Mo's memory, there was a custom of drinking chrysanthemum wine during the Qingming Festival in his previous life. He doesn't know much about it in this life, but he has to guard against it.

The wine shop is a bit dirty.

Li Mo looked through the ledger and found that the liquor store had ceased business a long time ago.

There is a clue in the teahouse next door. In the storyteller's notes recording market rumors, it was mentioned that the wine shop would be open for half a day in the middle of every month.

But not during the day, but at midnight when the door to hell is wide open.

Li Mo and Li Mo waited until midnight in the wine shop, using the recipe they found in the shop to make wine, and then they spent a lot of time and effort to lure out the true form of the sword ghost.

The sword ghost has a human face and an insect body, and the strange tool is actually a tongue buried behind the house.

It can be seen that Xiao Yeyou's strange equipment sometimes has nothing to do with the store, and it is difficult to detect it if you are not familiar with the events of Sword Demon's lifetime.

Based on what Sword Demon said, Li Mo speculated that his sense of taste had deteriorated in his later years and he was unable to distinguish corpse wine, so he chose to close the shop.

What happened next is unknown.

The sword ghost just kept mumbling, "You are not the alcohol bugs crawling out of my throat, and you are not qualified to drink."

Li Mo deeply doubted that the sword ghost cut his tongue to prevent it from clogging his throat.

It seems unbelievable, but the absurdity is indeed a portrayal of the drastic changes in the world.

The tongue is not of much use. They can go to Tongjian before swallowing it in the stomach and not digesting it. However, the intestines and stomachs of Li and Mo have long since lost their function.

The third shop is Tongxintang, a medical clinic where mortals can get prescriptions.

Li Mo considered that some mortals would go to medical clinics to buy mugwort on the eve of Qingming Festival.

The first two stores went extremely smoothly, but the two of them were stuck in Tongxintang for five days. Even if they ventured to Tongjian, they would get nothing.

Finally, Li Mo came up with a solution that was not a solution.

With the help of cancer cells to pretend to be sick, he found the mummy-like sword ghost, whose body surface was actually covered with hundreds of disease characteristics.

Fortunately, Sword Demon's taboo was contracting diseases, and the two of them were almost immune to diseases.

There is another strange thing in the gourd.

The strange device is an ordinary herbal plant. If you squeeze out the juice and drip it on your eyelids, you can see the bronze mirror, but it is useless to Li Mo.

Li Mo was a little unsure about the last store.

"Why is it a temple? Isn't Tomb-Sweeping Day about worshiping ancestors?"

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

There were very few temples in the Huoling Palace, and Li Mo had a hunch that since immortals were involved, the temples might hide the secrets of the drastic changes in the world.