"Fellow, fellow, I'm down here."

"Master, you are not allowed to use your real name during the mission." The mission armguard reminded.

Luo Qingshan immediately realized that the Hunyuan Sect was killed by the curse, and the Zhenzong Alliance learned a lesson and implemented this hidden rule.

But in the Tiefu Tu, facing the simple villagers, Luo Qingshan felt that he did not need to hide anything.

"Luo Qingshan, a native of the Eastern Central Plains, was heading to Beidou City. He encountered a snowstorm while passing by here. Can he go into the village to escape the snow and wind and have a sip of hot wine?"

Luo Qingshan clasped his fists and shouted to the old man who came out of the village carrying a red lantern.

The old man moved slowly, and for some reason, it gave Luo Qingshan a very eerie feeling. However, with Luo Qingshan's level of cultivation, even with his spiritual vision turned on, he didn't notice anything unusual about the old man in the village.

"My little brother has come all the way. He must be a martial arts practitioner. The village is full of vulgar villagers. If Daxia Luo wants to come in, the village cannot stop him. But please listen to the old man's advice. The village has been in trouble recently.

Please, Sir Luo, please leave quickly."

The old man held a lantern, reflecting the wrinkled face of the old tree bark, and spoke calmly.

"Since it is an ominous thing, I have to stay in this village. What's more, this blizzard is unprotected in the wild, which is more dangerous than staying in the village. Don't you think so, old man?" Luo Qingshan insisted on staying.

The old man was surprised. Instead of persuading him, he opened the door and let Luo Qingshan in.

"Master Luo, if you can help the village, I would be very grateful. But I would still like to say something nice. Take a sip of hot wine and leave as soon as the wind and snow stop."

The old man warned again.

Luo Qingshan ignored him and followed the old man into the village.

"Along this road, there is a post station tavern a hundred meters away. Daxia Luo can go to the post station to have a rest."

The old man slowly raised his hand and pointed to the road under his feet, where a flag covered by the snowstorm was flying in the distance. The flag fluttered in the wind and made a sound.

"Thank you."

Luo Qingshan turned around and wanted to thank the old man, but the figure of the old man holding the lantern had disappeared from his eyes.

"This village is interesting. Dog, can you see clearly?"

Luo Qingshan asked.

"No, when I was near this old man, I was interfered by the chaotic magnetic field and could not fully detect the outside world." The mission armband smart dog answered truthfully.

"Let's go, what's supposed to come will show up."

Luo Qingshan walked a hundred meters along the street, and just as the mysterious old man said, a post station tavern appeared in front of him.

When I opened the door, the wind and snow blew loudly inside the house.

"Hey, Master, Master, come in quickly and close the door."

After walking into the Yizhan Tavern, I saw seven or eight wine tables filled with people from all walks of life, armed with various weapons, drinking wine and chatting.

Luo Qingshan, wearing a large cloak and white clothes, arrived in this rural place like a noble prince, and immediately attracted a lot of attention.

There are a lot of people? This is even more strange!!

This is not what the mysterious old man at the entrance of the village said.

"Shopkeeper, bring up all your good wine and food."

Luo Qingshan did not know how to speak Tiefutu, but it did not prevent him from communicating with the other party.

This involves the mysteries of the spiritual level.

With his powerful mind, he can easily invade the minds of these people, let alone hear what they want to express from their words.

Moreover, he said it in black and yellow words, but in the ears of outsiders, it has been transformed into words that are familiar to them.

These little techniques for mind application are mentioned in Master's inheritance.

The sect stipulates that only Qi Refiners can use the secrets of realms to enter other worlds. This is also because Qi Refiners have transformed into true beings and mastered the power of the mind.

Communicate and even read words from other worlds. Except for special words and words, basically 90% of them can maintain smooth communication.

"Okay, be objective, please wait."

The shopkeeper is a middle-aged man with a strong physique. He has practiced martial arts for self-defense. Based on his strength, it will not be a problem to deal with a first-level blood refiner.

As for the sixteen Jianghu guests in the Inn Tavern, their strength is equivalent to the first stage of marrow refining.

Nothing unusual can be found.

"Sir, this is the liquor our station purchased from Beidou City Liang's Liquor. This is our most famous mutton plate. Are you satisfied?"

A jar of strong wine and more than ten kilograms of mutton were cooked into a plate.

The aroma of meat is fragrant and tempting to the mouth.

"good."

"Sir, the rules of the inn tavern are to pay first before eating."

"justice."

Luo Qingshan took out some broken silver and put it on the table. Gouzi had already told him the currency knowledge of Iron Buddha Tu.

"Thank you sir."

The middle-aged man in charge of the shop picked up the broken silver, weighed it, and returned one-third of the broken silver to Luo Qingshan.

The manager of this store does know how to do business.

Luo Qingshan opened the wine jar and sealed it with mud. The aroma of wine hit his face. Under his spiritual vision state, the wine was normal. He drank a third of it in one gulp. The wine was as strong as a fire burning in his belly.

It's the strong liquor. According to Luo Qingshan's many years of tasting wine, this strong liquor has reached over fifty degrees.

Picking up a sheep bone, Gouzi said anxiously: "Master, wait a minute."

Regardless of the temperature, bones, and meat aroma of the mutton bones, it is still mutton, and there is nothing abnormal about it.

"marrow!"

Luo Qingshan understood, and the force penetrated the bones. Countless insects were densely packed in the bone marrow, lying peacefully, and his body exuded a strange smell mixed with the meat aroma, making the meat aroma even more delicious.

"The sheep bones were manipulated, and someone sealed the dead soul insects into the bones."

Dead Soul Insect: Highly poisonous, colorless and odorless, its power is good at disguise. Its power is a kind of weird curse. Once you eat the soup in which the Dead Soul Insect has been soaked, your whole body will become stiff, like thousands of insects eating away at your bones, and life will be worse than death.

Luo Qingshan is not afraid of these poisons. With his current body, ordinary poisons cannot cause any harm to his body.

But the dead soul insect has a characteristic. The smell enters the body and forms dead energy. The death air turns into the dead soul insect, which will lodge in the body, suck a large amount of the host's essence and spirit, and transform into a powerful dead soul insect demon.

"Shopkeeper, your mutton is not fresh."

Luo Qingshan threw the sheep bones into the iron plate. He had no appetite at all. It was not that the mutton was not fragrant, and it was not that these dead soul insects could harm him. It was just that he had a mysophobia about food and was disgusted by these insects.

"I'm just kidding objectively. This mutton was raised in the village and was slaughtered today. It's so cold in this cold weather. How can it not be fresh?"

The middle-aged man quickly apologized and smiled.

"Hey, pretty boy, I'm used to eating delicacies from mountains and seas. I can't stand the smell of mutton. Why don't you let me, a rough guy like me, help you get rid of it?"

The man with a full beard and a sinister face stepped on the bench, picked his teeth, and shouted.

"You like to eat? Then take it."

Luo Qingshan patted the iron plate gently, and the iron plate fell smoothly on the table of the guests with a bearded face and a fierce face.

The shopkeeper's expression changed slightly, but he smiled and said: "If you don't like mutton, the small shop has other dishes, so let the chef prepare it for you."

The bearded man slapped the table and picked up the giant knife: "Young boy, you soiled my uncle's big mink skin. If you don't give me an explanation today, don't even think about leaving this village."

"You heroes, please calm down, heroes, please calm down." The shopkeeper said politely, "This small shop can't stand the torture of you guys, so I will give you all the mutton from the kitchen and the fine wine in the store, and give them to you for free."

Luo Qingshan sneered and said: "You can drink wine, but you cannot eat this mutton. The dead soul worms in the bones can kill people."

After hearing this, the expressions of these sixteen Jianghu guests immediately changed. They all ate mutton. If there really were dead soul worms in the mutton bones, no one would be able to escape this disaster.

The huge knife in the bearded man's hand flashed with cold light, cutting the iron plate in half. Wherever the light of the knife struck, the bones of the sheep broke.

However, white worms were seen flowing out of the bones, exuding the scent of mutton. It seemed that they were exposed to the outside world with a large temperature difference and came into contact with the cold, and these dead soul worms began to squirm and revive.

"Store owner, you are seeking death."

The sixteen charlatans looked horrified. Many of them dug their throats and vomited on the spot. Some were furious. They immediately looked for the shopkeeper, only to find that the shopkeeper had mysteriously disappeared.

We also went to the back kitchen, but could not find any trace in the back kitchen except for two corpses that had not rotted and had been stiff for a long time.

"Master, be careful, this is earth binding!"

The mission gauntlet dog finally realized what kind of trap area he had walked into.

This is the weird second form of earth-bound state.

This weird thing is bound to this village, and the entire village is its domain. Its ghosts have entered this village, basically announcing that unless they leave this village, they will be trapped and die in the weird earth.

within the field.

It is so difficult to escape from the earth-bound and weird realm.

"TMD, I'm going to kill you. Knowing about the soul-dead bug, you even gave me the mutton to eat."

The bearded Jianghu guest struck with his sword and was caught between Luo Qingshan's fingers.
To be continued...