The road is vague

Chapter 17 Eyes of the Evening Moon
Li Mo didn't care about the conflict between the Pingshan Society and the Lishan Gang.

Now that he has learned to ride a horse and has put the Divine Doctor Hall back on track, the next step is to find a way to inquire about the monks from Wang Ying.

But this woman is too tight-lipped.

Li Mo can now only work hard to improve his status in Pingshan Society, waiting for the day when the other party will take the initiative to ask him for help, or the day when she will have to tell the truth.

As for the way to improve martial arts, in addition to relying on the practice in the ethereal dream, Li Mo began to practice in actual combat.

As for how to compete?

Here, as long as you are willing to spend money, everything is easy.

this day.

Li Mo brought some good wine and delicious food and took the initiative to find Wu She, the Shadowless Sword.

The two of them had a pretty good relationship on weekdays, so under Li Mo's continuous wine and meat offensive, Wu She no longer hid anything from Li Mo and began to teach Li Mo the secrets of swordsmanship.

Li Mo, a swordsman who changed his career lately, has benefited a lot.

This kind of practical experience cannot be replaced by Li Mo's own exploration in the misty dream. Many of Li Mo's previous puzzles were solved with the other party's explanation.

"How about we practice and spar with each other? Brother Wu, please give us some advice!"

Wu She was very interested when he saw this.

"Haha, let's have a fight to get to know each other. I've heard that Brother Li, you are an extraordinary swordsman. Come on!"

Both of them are swordsmen. After an exchange of sword skills, they were both impressed by each other's superb swordsmanship.

While Li Mo benefited greatly, Wu She was also shocked!
Because in his opinion, although Li Mo's various moves lacked flexibility and killing intent, the posture of each move was simply perfect, just like the absolute standards in the martial arts secret manuals, the movements were smooth and flowing, and could be described as beautiful as a painting. From this, it can be seen that his basic skills were extremely solid.

And these martial artists are often the most difficult to deal with.

"It seems we need to communicate more in the future!"

After Wu She sheathed his sword, he smiled and said, "By the way, do you know Tang Sandao? His martial arts are somewhat similar to yours, both of them are flexible and grappling. You can exchange ideas more often."

Li Mo was delighted when he heard this.

"it is good!"

Although this cannot be considered as real combat, it has benefited Li Mo a lot. He vaguely feels that he seems to be very lacking this kind of actual combat exchange.

night.

Li Mo returned to the wooden house. Before going to bed, he took out the "Piao Miao Box" as usual and planned to read for a while. At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"Hehe, it's me."

It was the Jade Fox Wang Ying. Li Mo showed surprise and immediately stood up to open the door.

A burst of fragrance blew into the air. Wang Ying came into the room uninvited, sat on Li Mo's bed, and looked at Li Mo with seductive eyes.

"There's a scoundrel in the village, and the two leaders are planning to skin him alive tomorrow. It's going to be a blast. Do you want to go?"

Shui Tiaozi is slang for traitor.

Li Mo looked at Wang Ying who was looking at him lovingly on the bed. Although the beautiful woman in front of him was extremely beautiful, as a traveling doctor, after learning about her dissolute daily life, his obsession with cleanliness made him feel uncomfortable and he was unwilling to get too close to her.

"I'm a doctor. I'm responsible for saving lives. I have no interest in killing people."

Seeing Li Mo say this, Wang Ying smiled and said, "Really? I thought you were not a soft-hearted person at first. What are you doing standing there? Come and sit down."

"They all deserved it."

After Li Mo finished speaking, he pretended to be reserved and asked, "Sister Wang, is there anything else?"

Wang Ying covered her mouth and chuckled when she heard this.

"Sister took the initiative to come and accompany you, and you refused even when it was offered to you. You are such a bad brother. Okay, sister knows what you want. I can tell you about the monks, but you have to promise me one thing."

"what's up?"

Li Mo didn't expect it to be so simple, and his tone couldn't help but be a little excited.

Wang Ying leaned over to Li Mo's ear and whispered, "After the battle with the Lishan Gang begins in a few days, you should leave some herbs for emergencies. I'll prioritize treating my brothers who followed me. I don't think that's too much of a burden on you, do I?"

Li Mo didn't think much about it, nodded, agreed immediately, and looked at Wang Ying with expectation.

Seeing this, Wang Ying smiled charmingly.

"Every year on the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, the Lingmu Sect will send a group of cultivators to the provincial capital, the four major county towns, and the relatively remote county towns to test for spiritual roots in front of the Tianming Division. However, if you want to test whether you have spiritual roots, you will need to spend five hundred coins for the test. People with spiritual roots are rare."

Li Mo showed surprise. He didn't expect this matter to be so simple!
"The fifth day of the fifth month, isn't that the Dragon Boat Festival?"

Li Mo couldn't wait any longer.

"Hehe, but don't blame me for not warning you. From what I know, there's probably a huge conspiracy, or a trap, here. So I advise you to complete my mission before leaving. Otherwise, when you find out about this later... you might regret it for the rest of your life."

It was not until Wang Ying left that Li Mo's solemn expression gradually returned to normal, and he looked deeply at her back.

He couldn't tell whether the other party was making things up or whether it was true.

Could there be a conspiracy trap here?
the next day.

Li Mo was practicing martial arts in the open space in front of the Miracle Doctor's Hall. As he jumped again and again, he kept thinking about what Wang Ying said last night.

Is the conspiracy trap she mentioned true, or is it just to keep herself here?
After a long time.

"Hey."

Li Mo sighed deeply.

He decided to stay here and fulfill his promise.

Firstly, he is a man who keeps his promises and is unwilling to break his promises. Secondly, Han Kui once said that after the basic martial arts are perfected, even cultivators will benefit greatly.

It would take him at least a year to master his martial arts. Even if he stayed here, it would not be a waste of time. After all, there were many masters here, and he had a lot of money on him. They could often learn from each other and practice martial arts to perfection as soon as possible.

"Kill me! Kill me!"

Shui Tiaozi of the Lishan Gang was screaming hysterically, but Gao Zhen had a ferocious look on his face and never killed him. He wanted to cut him into pieces, commonly known as lingchi.

Li Mo took a look from a distance and left coldly.

So next, under Li Mo's offensive of spending money like water, he began to constantly exchange martial arts with the leaders of the Pingshan Society. As his practical experience increased rapidly, after asking Han Kui why he could not sense the evil spirit from other people, he was surprised to find that there was a fatal flaw in his martial arts!
There is no such thing as a danger intuition.

It is described in "Sanhe Sword Technique" that second-rate masters in the martial arts world can combine evil spirit with intuition.

However, due to his lack of practical experience, he had always been working in isolation and had never developed the so-called intuition of danger, so naturally he could not combine with the evil spirit.

If he hadn't practiced martial arts frequently here and continued to cultivate his skills behind closed doors, this fatal flaw would have accompanied him for the rest of his life, and he might never have achieved great martial arts. This made Li Mo feel both surprised and a little scared.

The sixth sense of intuition that has a special sensitivity to danger is a common characteristic of all martial artists, and it often allows them to gain a glimmer of hope when facing life and death.

"Interact and learn from others more often, and look for dangerous intuitions!"

Li Mo set a goal for himself in his heart.

Before we knew it, it was sunset again.

The leaders who escorted the merchants back to Songjiang Town brought good news.

The three escort agencies in Songjiang Town agreed to cooperate again, on the condition that the Pingshan Society must eradicate the Lishan Gang. The three major escort agencies would then continue to use the waterways controlled by the Pingshan Society and pay tribute on a monthly basis.

Everyone cheered and was enthusiastic.

There were also two large carts of herbs bought from the foot of the mountain, all of which were transported to the Miracle Doctor's Hall.

The Pingshan Society is clearly prepared for a protracted war!
You have to know that both gangs have many masters and hundreds of thieves. Even if Pingshan wins by force, it will inevitably lose a lot of manpower. The Eighteen Mountains are not a charitable place. There are many people who take advantage of the fire to rob. Therefore, the gang conflicts in the Eighteen Mountains have always had their own rules.

If there is no absolute difference in the martial arts skills between the leaders of two gangs, they will often choose to surround the mountain and harass the enemy until one side is exhausted.

Otherwise, if they go head-to-head, it will only end up as a fight between the two sides, with the fisherman taking advantage and benefiting others.

"After Xiyue, fuck him!"

"Fuck him..."

late at night.

Li Mo lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Firstly, the martial arts exchange had just ended and his excitement had not yet subsided. Secondly, he thought of Xiyue last year, when his mother left him and he missed her very much.

"Mom, after I have mastered my martial arts and learned the conspiracy of detecting the spiritual roots of cultivators, I will leave here immediately and will not make you sad."

He muttered to himself, turned over in bed, and glanced out the window inadvertently.

Today is the first day of Xiyue.

It was just past midnight. Li Mo looked at the scenery outside the window, suddenly startled, and sat up from the bed.

There was disbelief in his eyes.

The cold mountains and land under the moonlight seemed to be covered with a layer of mucous membrane, or mucus, that was difficult to describe in words.

This layer of mucus gave off a strange glow, as if it had life, constantly squirming, and occasionally gathered together like a giant egg, as if trying to give birth to something. However, countless mysterious silver runes emerged from the mountains and rivers in all directions, gradually converging on these protruding areas, and then these protruding areas gradually dissipated.

"This is?"

Li Mo's eyes, filled with shock, fell on the moonlight in front of the window sill.

There was also mucus flowing here, gradually converging into a raised area the size of an egg.

He carefully observed the raised area and vaguely saw black smoke, tentacles, scales, and mucus stirring constantly on all sides. A strange little thing that made his scalp tingle was being rapidly conceived.

"Is this... evil?"

Li Mo held his breath, in disbelief.

Then a large number of silver runes came from nearby. They were like a group of silver tadpoles, like natural musical notes between heaven and earth, writing principles and laws, and converging towards the raised area in front of Li Mo's window sill.

The little evil spirit inside struggled in pain, and was then torn apart by countless silver tadpoles.

Li Mo felt his scalp tingling and he remembered the words of the crazy hunter.

So he looked at the sky again through the window.

But this time he did not see those horrifying, depressing, distorted, desperate, absurd and indescribable scenes. The entire night sky was silent and nothing seemed unusual. It seemed that he was overthinking it.

The original psychological preparation was suddenly useless.

But Li Mo did not relax because of this. He remembered the strange left hand of the mad hunter, so he swallowed his saliva and slowly stretched out a finger of his right hand.

"what!"

Li Mo let out a cry of pain.

He quickly withdrew his right index finger as if he had been electrocuted.

The skin of this finger suddenly became red and swollen, as if it was about to rot. It seemed that if Li Mo had been a little slower, this finger would have completely decayed and died of old age like the mad hunter.

This made Li Mo gasp in surprise, with uncontrollable fear in his eyes.

"how so!"

He hid carefully, not letting his body show out of the window.

However, when he looked up at the sky again, he suddenly saw a red eye several times larger than the moon, constantly rotating in the sky, as if looking for something. He immediately gasped, and felt a chill rushing from his tailbone to the top of his head, and his thoughts seemed to be frozen.

At this moment he finally understood what the crazy hunter had said.

While I can see them, they can also see me. As long as they see me, I will definitely die!
After a long time.

The giant eye gradually disappeared.

Li Mo found some herbs in the house, bandaged his injured finger, and lay back on the bed. Although he was worried, he was not frightened or hesitant. He just looked solemn as he analyzed himself and thought about this strange change.

"The setting sun and the setting moon, no wonder they are called taboo times. There is such a secret hidden behind this."

Then he thought of the Mad Hunter, who only had one hand cursed, but did not die because of it. According to him, as long as he was not directly exposed to the sky, they would not be able to see him.

the next day.

Li Mo stood at the door and hesitated for a long time.

You know, the so-called evening moon refers to the fourteen days in late February. It is impossible for him to stay at home all the time. Finally, he plucked up the courage and stretched out a finger again, but this finger was tucked into his sleeve.

But even so, he quickly withdrew his fingers in just a moment.

"It's all right."

This time Li Mo did not feel any pain and his fingers were safe and sound.

Although it was just a layer of leather, it was able to effectively resist the damage from the sky. After repeated attempts, he gradually relaxed.

"Don't go out at sunset. If you are outside, you need to use an umbrella to avoid it. It's not suitable to work at sunset. There is actually a deep reason behind this."

So Li Mo put on his straw hat and raincoat, opened his oil-paper umbrella for safety, and then walked out of the room.

(End of this chapter)