At midnight, dark clouds cross.

A crescent moon hangs high in the sky, like a fox squinting its eyes and peeping at the world.

Three hundred miles away from Luofu Mountain, there is a ruined temple.

Lying on the cold and worn door panel was Xu Chenfeng's body. After such a long time, the body had begun to become ossified and had spots on it.

Chen Changshou opened the box he carried with him, which contained a variety of metal tools, including a craniotomy axe, a skin-piercing needle, a bone-cutting knife, a meat-cutting blade... There were more than thirty kinds of them, small and exquisite, in the bonfire.

It has a metallic luster under the light, and you can tell at a glance that it has been well maintained.

"Uncle Master, what are you doing?" Li Mo looked strange and couldn't help but ask.

Li Mo really didn't understand the behavior of this seemingly young... not too young uncle.

Xu Chenfeng is a master of Tianshi Mansion. Killing him might be troublesome. In that case, just bury him casually. Why carry him to such a place?

"It was lost in Luofu Mountain. If we trace it, can we get rid of it?" Chen Changshou picked up a sharp knife and gently stroked the blade.

When Li Mo heard this, he remained silent.

What Uncle Master said is not unreasonable. Even if there is no evidence that the person is dead, you can't get rid of it if it was lost in your Luofu Mountain. When all the soldiers arrive, even if your Luofu Mountain is turned upside down, you can't.

There are two things to say.

If so, it would be too passive.

"Then now..."

"So he can't be missing."

Chen Changshou took the knife and disemboweled Xu Chenfeng.

"It's better to be killed than to disappear."

Xu Chenfeng's intestines were exposed in front of his eyes, and the next moment, Chen Changshou pulled them out.

"Uncle Master, what are you doing?"

Li Mo frowned slightly. Even though he had killed people and demons before, his uncle's behavior made even a pervert feel perverted.

"Young man, what kind of claw skills have you mastered? Are you so domineering and powerful? You have the aura to capture a dragon and bind a tiger..."

Chen Changshou pulled at Xu Chenfeng's intestines and grinned.

"How did you tell?" Li Mo was stunned.

"The spiritual breath realm is different from the inner breath realm. They belong to two kinds of lives completely... When the inner breath is channeled, the structure of life will be affected..."

Chen Changshou was like an elder, answering Li Mo's doubts.

"You feel the nature of heaven and earth, but rely on the five senses and colors. Even if the masters of the Nine Realms have spiritual sense to help, it is still superficial..."

"The realm of spiritual awareness is different. We call it entering the microcosm."

As he spoke, Chen Changshou took out a small bottle from the box, opened it and poured out a green liquid, which dripped onto Xu Chenfeng's field.

Suddenly, cracks like dragon claws began to appear, and continued to spread as the green liquid rolled down, extending to the chest area.

"This is..." Li Mo's eyes narrowed.

"When masters fight, they will leave many clues. When they are alive, they can be repaired through the body or inner breath... But once they die, these things can talk."

Chen Changshou stroked Xu Chenfeng's intestines, and a stream of faintly fluorescent air slowly rose from his palm, erasing the traces on these intestines one by one.

"Spiritual Breath!?" Li Mo's expression changed slightly.

Chen Changshou erased the traces left by Li Mo's dragon-capturing hand, and immediately took out a claw from the box. It was pitch black and was actually wrapped in evil spirit.

The next moment, he waved his claws and flew through the air. The dark evil aura reflected on Xu Chenfeng's large intestine, small intestine, and many other organs.

"Master-uncle, are you trying to blame the devil?" Li Mo looked astonished.

"They have already taken so many lives, so they would be fine with taking multiple scapegoats."

Chen Changshou looked at Xu Chenfeng's internal structure that was completely cut open, his eyes flashing as if an extremely precise machine was operating.

"We still need to change the knife here..."

As he spoke, Chen Changshou took out another pliers that looked like a bird's beak and started operating it.

"Uncle Master, what did you do before?" Li Mo was dumbfounded. Looking at Luofu Mountain, he couldn't find anyone with such skills.

"The skills I learned when I was killing... and persuading people to do good things were of little use... Later, when I got older, in order to do good deeds and accumulate merit, I helped people sew and mend corpses."

Chen Changshou seemed to be afraid that Li Mo wouldn't believe it, so he added another sentence.

"I don't like fighting and killing the most in my life..."

"If you can frame the blame... try not to do it yourself..."

As he spoke, Chen Changshou was immersed in his perfect art again.

Under his operation, Xu Chenfeng's corpse had all traces of Li Mo wiped away, and was replaced by a demon with extremely powerful cultivation.

"Uncle Master, your craftsmanship is really nothing to say." Li Mo couldn't help but sigh. Regardless of appearance and age, this craft is worthy of the title of Master Master.

"There are no preparations today, otherwise who could kill him, what moves he used, what posture he died in... Let's put it this way, I can accurately write the murderer's house number into this corpse for you."

After doing all this, Chen Changshou still seemed to have no intention of stopping.

"Uncle Master, what else do you want to do?"

"Leave some traces of Luofu Mountain."

"Huh? Why is this?" Li Mo looked puzzled.

Isn’t this self-exposure? Why did you do so much before?

"This way we can really clear up the relationship." Chen Changshou said calmly.

There are traces of Luofu Mountain on Xu Chenfeng's body. This is obviously a frame-up, trying to lead trouble to Luofu Mountain and cover up the truth about Xu Chenfeng's murder. This can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

Naturally, people who do such things cannot be from Luofu Mountain.

"Uncle-Master, you are so lacking...you are indeed powerful!" Li Mo felt sincere admiration.

"Can the people in Tianshi Mansion not see it?"

Li Mo was a little worried. If the people in the Tianshi Mansion couldn't see the traces of the demons and ghosts that were covered up, it would be great fun. The debt would still be placed on Luofu Mountain.

"If you can't tell, it's not the Tianshi Mansion." Chen Changshou said calmly.

As he spoke, Chen Changshou raised his eyes and looked at Li Mo.

"Remember, no matter what, don't kill anyone in front of your own door..."

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"Uh... I understand, Uncle Master." Li Mo nodded.

This time he was also riding a tiger and was unable to get off. The situation was so urgent that he had to kill people and silence them.

Fortunately, Li Mo met a skilled uncle.

In the middle of the night, Chen Changshou finally finished disposing of Xu Chenfeng's body. He seemed to be admiring a work of art, and even lay down directly next to him, leaning against him closely, and continued for a while before getting up.

"Let's go, take him back now."

"Where to carry it?" Li Mo asked.

"Of course we are at the foot of Luofu Mountain. If the Tianshi Mansion plays rogue, we can refuse to admit it." Chen Changshou said calmly.

"Uncle Master, you really have eight hundred tricks."

Li Mo found out that he was an old guy after all. He had lived a long time and considered things from all aspects, from front to back.

"Let's go."

After a while, the two of them felt that they were at the foot of Luofu Mountain, only ten miles away from the real range of Luofu Mountain.

"Uncle Master, do you want to create some more traces of the fight?" Li Mo drew inferences from one example.

"They say they put the blame on us in Luofu Mountain. Where are the traces of fighting? Just leave it there and leave quickly."

"Okay!"

Li Mo obediently threw Xu Chenfeng's body directly beside him.

"Don't come to me for wiping your butt like this in the future."

As soon as he entered Luofu Mountain, Chen Changshou stepped out and flew away.

"Okay, I'm still looking for you." Li Mogong sent his uncle away.

That night, Li Mo slept extremely soundly. I have to say that the feeling of someone wiping his butt was so wonderful. There was no psychological burden at all, as if the person was not killed by him.

"Damn it, I wasn't the one to kill him in the first place."

It was late at night, and Li Mo, who was gradually falling asleep, talked in his sleep.

…

the next day.
To be continued...