God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

Someone shouldn't be able to break into the station at night without being discovered. What's more, even if that were the case, who would be so boring and put so much effort into breaking in, only to end up shaving the heads of many disciples?

If one or two disciples were like this, it could be said to be a coincidence.

But overnight, thousands of disciples lost all their hair. This obviously couldn't be a coincidence.

Li Jianxin frowned, thinking back and forth in his mind. The elder below saw this and guessed.

"Sect Master, could it be the work of the undead?"

After much deliberation, it seemed that this was the only possibility, but upon hearing this, Li Jianxin rolled his eyes at him and said.

"Do you think it's possible? If it were the undead, it wouldn't be the hair that would fall out but the head."

A war of genocide breaks out between the two sides. Are the undead sick or stupid? Come and shave some of your hair for fun?

Hearing this, the elder also smiled sarcastically, thinking that he was overthinking.

"Let the people from the Alchemist Alliance come and see if it is caused by injury or poisoning."

After thinking about it, Li Jianxin felt that the most likely thing was poisoning or injury.

The undead have strange methods, and the Blood Refining Holy Land has methods such as poisonous blood.

If it was a sequelae caused by poisoning, that would make sense.

Hearing this, the elder nodded in response.

"Yes, I will invite people from the Alchemist Alliance to come over right now."

Not long after, the Wanjiange disciples who had lost their hair were gathered together, and more than a dozen alchemists from the Alchemy Alliance, led by an elder, began to examine everyone's health.

"Hey, that's strange."

"Is there something wrong with Mr. Mo?"

Hearing this, the elder Wanjiange on the side asked nervously, something happened after just one battle?

However, Mr. Mo shook his head, then turned to look at the Wanjiange elder.

"None of them showed any signs of poisoning in their bodies."

"No?"

"Indeed, there is none, I can be sure, it's just........."

"Just what?"

"It's just that the medicine in their bodies is the same. They should have taken the same healing elixir before."

But this is not a strange thing. The elixirs of each major sect are uniformly distributed by the three major holy places and the Alchemy Master Alliance.

It was normal for the disciples to take the same healing elixir.

"Then why?"

"It's not clear yet."

Even the Alchemy Master Alliance could not find out the problem for the time being. When the news reached Li Jianxin, he could only say helplessly.

"Since there is no serious problem, that's fine. We will increase the number of personnel on duty tonight to ensure that nothing like this happens again."

"Yes."

I have no clue. Fortunately, apart from hair loss, the thousands of disciples have no other problems and are in good health.

All day long, there was no movement from the undead side, but the human side, taking advantage of their great victory, took the initiative to attack the undead.

"There is an order from the Holy Land, ordering us to take the initiative."

At Wanjiang Pavilion, Li Jianxin was worried about his disciples and was preparing to launch an attack on the undead.

However, it is obvious that among the many disciples of Wanjiang Pavilion, those shining bald heads are very eye-catching.

And these disciples who had lost all their hair couldn't help but blush when faced with the looks of many fellow apprentices.

Especially the female disciples, who were almost crying with grievance.

It’s really ugly to have no hair.

But now is obviously not the time to care about this. Following Li Jianxin's order, the disciples of Wanjiang Pavilion launched an attack.

Facing the human race's counterattack, the undead tribe had obviously been prepared for a long time.

Therefore, the human race did not take any big advantage.

The Blood Refining Holy Land has always avoided the Dao Yi Holy Land. Facing the Withered Ghost Holy Land, the Cloud Detector is not so useful.

So after a fierce battle, both sides suffered casualties. In the end, seeing that there was no chance, the human race retreated for the time being. As for the undead, they did not choose to pursue them.

It can only be regarded as a simple conflict, and it will not have much impact on the battle situation.

After the battle was over, the injured disciples took the time to heal their injuries, and each major sect guarded its own line of defense.

But here in Wanjiang Pavilion, after one night, thousands of disciples became bald.

After hearing the news, Li Jianxin couldn't hold back at all.

After two days of fierce fighting, they finally retreated and rested for the night. Thousands of disciples had their heads shaved.

And this time there were more people than before.

"what is the problem?"

"Sect Master, I...we don't know either."

"What did the Alchemist Alliance say?"

"Mr. Mo has checked. As before, there are no signs of poisoning, and the physical injuries are not serious. It shouldn't be like this."

The Alchemist Alliance still couldn't find any clues.

Hearing this, Li Jianxin gritted his teeth and said.

"Damn it, who is playing tricks on me, Wanjiange?"

What the hell does it mean to shave your head every night? Are you deceiving me that there is no one in Wanjiang Pavilion?

And after thousands of disciples became bald, the entire Wanjiang Pavilion was filled with panic, especially the female disciples, who were afraid that they would be next.

"What should I do, senior sister? Will I be like you? I don't want to become bald."

"Go away."

Several junior sisters gathered around a bald senior sister, looking at the shining bald head with fear in their eyes.

They were not afraid of the undead, but looking at the big bald head on their senior sister's head, they were afraid.

They don't want to be like this, it's so ugly.

Seeing this, the bald senior sister was so angry that her teeth itched. Did you do this on purpose?

Not only in Wanjiang Pavilion, this matter soon spread among the human race.

Disciples from all the major sects knew that something strange happened in Wanjiang Pavilion.

Many disciples had their heads shaved bald by something inexplicably. For a while, many people in the human race were curious and commented.

"There is a similar legend in my hometown."

"How to say?"

"It is said that there is an evil spirit called the head-shaving ghost, which likes to shave people's hair at night. It is commonly known as ghost head-shaving."

"You mean this was done by evil spirits?"

"Probably."

More than a dozen disciples sat together, and one of them pretended to be mysterious, but someone on the side quickly retorted.

"Bullshit ghost shaving. There are hundreds of millions of monks in Tianhong Pass now, and all the strong men of our human race are gathered here. Don't call it evil. Even if the Ghost Emperor is still alive, it won't dare to approach. You're still shaving your head."

At present, in the human race, evil spirits may occur in any place, but it is impossible in Tianhong Pass because there are so many monks here.

What kind of evil spirit dares to come near here? I'm afraid life is too long.

Let alone ordinary evil spirits, even if the Ghost Emperor comes in person, you will still be pressed to the ground and rubbed.

There is no reasonable explanation at all, but Li Jianxin has been investigating personally.

Not to mention, after some investigation, he really found out something. At this time, Li Jianxin, who was returning to his residence from the disciples, murmured a name.

"Sun Ming?"