It snowed in Beijing for three consecutive days, and it was rare to see bright sunshine.

After struggling all night, Li Mo had no intention of sleeping anymore, so he rode Kui Gang into the city at dawn.

Inside the Dragon Pavilion.

Master Ji hugged a "Tang Pozi" and leaned against the window, while the golden charcoal in the stove burned red and bright.

"Why are you so early today?"

"Come and see you..."

Li Mo said casually, then sat opposite Master Ji and followed his gaze out the window.

"What are you looking at?"

"The girl from the house opposite got married yesterday."

"What does it have to do with you? Your mistress?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

"Get out of here." Master Ji glared hard: "I'm so self-sufficient that I don't even know what a concubine is."

"Then what are you sighing about here?"

"That girl is not a fuel-efficient lamp... She is usually the most hospitable, but a black butterfly like this actually asked the groom's family for a house with two entrances and two exits, and a car..." Master Ji hugged her tightly.

"Tang Pozi," he said softly.

"Thousands of people have tasted the black butterfly, asking for a car and a house...I heard that the groom's family dug up all the ancestral graves."

"What does it have to do with you? It's not like I dug up your ancestral graves." Li Mo rolled his eyes.

"You didn't understand what I meant..." Master Ji looked at Li Mo.

"There are not many good girls nowadays, and you don't want me to meet such a vampire butterfly... I think your senior sister is pretty good..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Li Mo said with a smile: "What kind of butterfly can suck your house dry?"

The Prince of Zhennan is dominating the world. He is not only the overlord of the world, but also the richest enemy of the country. Which girl do you think can dare to ask the Prince of Zhennan to dig up their ancestral graves?

What's more, Li Mo knew that Master Ji's marriage was most likely to marry an imperial daughter.

Once he gets married...the dowry alone will be a wealth that most people can never dream of in their lifetime.

"If I can marry your senior sister, I will be your brother-in-law, and we will marry you... From now on in the capital, you can walk sideways." Master Ji encouraged.

"I'm also walking sideways now." Li Mo said in surprise: "Who doesn't know that I'm yours?"

"What the hell..."

Master Ji's eyes suddenly widened: "Don't tell me that you are causing trouble outside. You will be punished by my name."

"I definitely didn't repay you, but given our relationship, I don't know if they would think so." Li Mo spread his hands and made a helpless gesture.

"What the hell..."

"Okay, let's get down to business."

Li Mo raised his hand and promptly interrupted Master Ji's greeting.

"It has been some time since King Zhennan came to Beijing... I would like to pay him a visit."

"Visit him?" Master Ji said seriously: "Why do you think of this? Don't tell me that you are respecting your elders..."

"There is indeed something..."

In front of Master Ji, Li Mo did not talk in circles.

"I don't have a problem with you wanting to pay a visit to the old man. The problem is that I don't know where he is."

"What? Then how do you see him?"

"He was the one who found me... I want to see him, so I can only wait."

"Are you his biological child?" Li Mo's expression became increasingly weird.

"Nonsense!" Master Ji glared fiercely: "You don't understand our old man. He doesn't like the capital very much, so even if he goes to the capital, his whereabouts are extremely erratic. Apart from the palace, I'm afraid only one person knows where he is.

"

"who?"

"Follow me."

Master Ji stood up with Mrs. Tang in his arms and led Li Mo out of the door. The two walked through the snow and turned six streets before stopping in front of a blacksmith shop at the entrance of an alley.

"Is there a blacksmith shop?" Li Mo looked at the crooked characters on the sign and felt that the name was special and a bit sloppy.

"Why did you bring me to the blacksmith shop?"

Li Mo glanced around and saw that many shops had not yet opened in the early morning, and the fire in the blacksmith's shop had not yet been lit, but there were still sparks in the stove and the residual heat was still there.

Generally, the furnaces in old blacksmith shops will not go out.

"Here is the person you are looking for."

Master Ji lifted the curtain and walked in, followed closely by Li Mo. As soon as he entered the door, he saw sheets of shiny yellow cowhide hanging on the wall, with a red dot the size of a fist lit in the center.

"This is really no ordinary blacksmith shop." Li Mo glanced at it and saw some clues.

This kind is not an ordinary cow, but the [Ironhide Yellow Turban Cow] from the Bibo Mountain in the East China Sea.

Rumor has it that this kind of cow is a heterogeneous species, a spirit from the mountains. It seduces a cow and gives birth to a child in its belly. It drinks mountain springs and eats elixirs since childhood. The cowhide is comparable to iron armor.

There is a kind of "Yellow Ox Armor" in the army, which is made from this kind of cowhide.

Many wealthy nobles specially customize this kind of yellow cowhide for their backs to practice bowing, horse riding and shooting. Only a bow of at least thirty stone can leave marks on this kind of leather.

Just by looking at the yellow cowhide, you can tell that this blacksmith shop is not just for making kitchen knives or sharpening scissors.

"I call the boss here Uncle Chen... he has been in our palace since he was a child. Later, when I came to Beijing, he followed me and opened a blacksmith shop here, which is considered his old business."

"Uncle Chen!?" Li Mo was stunned and his expression became a little strange.

"Uncle Chen has known my father since he was young, so he is the only one in the entire capital who knows where my father is."

"Come in."

As he spoke, Master Ji led Li Mo into the inner hall with ease. As soon as he entered, a very special and complex aroma hit his face.

Li Mo looked up and saw strange portraits of demons and ghosts hung on the walls of the inner hall, each enshrined with incense.

"Huh? What are these? This Uncle Chen seems to be wrong." Li Mo curled his lips and said.

"Don't talk nonsense..." Master Ji shouted in a deep voice.

"You may not know that before the Shenzong destroyed the law, there were many mortals and even cultivators who offered the power of demons and ghosts in exchange for abilities... This is an extremely powerful dharma lineage, and there are many practitioners..."

Master Ji explained: "It's just that later, Shenzong destroyed the Dharma and regarded this kind of Dharma lineage that was dedicated to the practice of demons and ghosts as obscene sacrifices and uprooted it..."

"This lineage has disappeared since then."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As he spoke, Master Ji walked to a picture, which showed a demon with a goat head and a human body, with his hands clasped together in the posture of practicing, and his lower abdomen was swollen, as if he had a

Six meat balls are average.

"This is called the Argali Immortal Official... It is said that as long as you offer sacrifices to him, you can strengthen your kidneys and activate your spirit. Some powerful ones can even grow six kidneys."

"Six kidneys? Can you bear it?" Li Mo said in surprise.

"Who says it isn't?"

Master Ji curled his lips, and an imperceptible luster flashed in his eyes.

It is said that the kidneys store essence. Once six kidneys are grown, there will be a steady stream of energy that can be squandered freely.

Because of this, before the Shenzong destroyed the law, there were many monks offering sacrifices to the [Argali Sheep Immortal Official], and even more mortals.

"And this tiger fairy..."

Master Ji walked to another portrait, which showed a colorful tiger pouncing on a woman.

"It is said that worshiping this kind of demon can bring spring to dead trees, old clams to sprout pearls, and rotten old wood to sprout again..."

"this……"

The expression on Li Mo's face became weirder and weirder the more he listened. This room seemed a bit unserious.

"Little Chicken, you now regard this place as the hut of your prince's palace. You can come as soon as you say... and you even brought someone here..."

At this moment, a cold sound came from outside, as heavy as the impact of a hammer.

"Coming."

Master Ji's eyes lit up and he led Li Mo out.

As soon as Li Mo came out, he saw a man in his fifties in the shop. He was limping on crutches, with his back to Li Mo and Master Ji, and was adding coal to the stove.

"Don't look around."

Master Ji pulled the corner of Li Mo's clothes, leaned into Li Mo's ear, and whispered softly: "I heard that Uncle Chen was very romantic when he was young. The nuns in the mountains extinguished the green lanterns in front of the bed and swept the incense in front of the Buddha.

, went up the pole to chase him and had to marry him, but later Uncle Chen provoked a very powerful widow and had one of his legs broken..."

"Isn't this the same as you? Sooner or later you will..."
To be continued...