Chen Wangdu left a word of encouragement, got up and left.

After all, he didn't want to stay in a room with a tomb view like this. People in official circles were taboo about this, which was really unlucky.

"A fight? I won't give you another chance..."

Li Mo murmured, looking at the deserted house, he suddenly felt a little hungry.

"It smells so good...Who is cooking something delicious?"

At this moment, Li Mo's nose moved, and following the enticing aroma, he couldn't help but walk to Uncle Ma's hut.

Through the crack in the door, Li Mo saw a stove on a dilapidated wooden table. In a casserole, bone soup was boiling. The aroma of meat was overflowing. There were meatballs, mushrooms, vegetables, and fish in the surrounding dishes.

slices and other ingredients, with warm wine on the side.

Uncle Ma was simmering the vegetables, a mouthful of meat, a mouthful of wine, his mouth was full of oil, and the aroma was so delicious that it made you greedy.

"This old guy really knows how to enjoy it."

Li Mo sighed secretly and couldn't help but knock on the door.

"Come in, the door is unlocked."

Uncle Ma didn't look back and continued to cook the vegetables.

"Master Ma, aren't you bored eating alone? Do you want me to accompany you?" Li Mo asked with a smile and concern.

“This is the first time I’ve seen someone refer to eating as respecting the elderly.”

Uncle Ma glanced at it and didn't care. Maybe he stayed in this desert cemetery for too long and was inevitably lonely. He pushed the extra bowls and chopsticks on the table to the other side.

Li Mo saw this and sat down.

"Thank you, Mr. Ma."

Li Mo grinned, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a big stick bone from the pot, and sucked it fiercely into his mouth. The milky white bone marrow mixed with the soy sauce melted in his mouth, and the rich meaty aroma beat his taste buds, and his tongue couldn't help but feel...

Produce fluid.

"What a delicious big bone, where did it come from?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

He didn't know if it was because he was hungry, but he had never tasted such a delicious stick bone in his life.

"It's all over the mountain..." Uncle Ma said calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the air in the hut instantly condensed. Li Mo suddenly raised his head, looked at the big stick bone in his hand, then looked at Uncle Ma, and finally turned his eyes to the mountains of graves outside the window.

"This horse riding can't be..."

"Young man, you are being evil again... I raise free-range pigs in the mountains." Uncle Ma said calmly.

"..."

"You are so young, I can't tell you are quite perverted."

"you……"

Li Mo curled his lips, swallowed the full greetings, and then continued to eat meat.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

The old man and the young man gradually talked more and more. The wine at Uncle Ma's house was so strong that even Li Mo couldn't help but feel flushed and drunken on his face.

"Master Ma, if ghosts don't come to this place, how can you stay here for eighteen years?"

"What? You've only been here for a day and you want to leave?" Uncle Ma sneered.

"Young man, there are noble people everywhere in the capital. As long as you have some special skills, it won't be difficult to leave here."

"What's your specialty?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

"Three years ago, a young man came here. He was not willing to give in to fate, so he went to the Ejiao Mountain three hundred miles away to seek advice from the Black Donkey Fairy there. Finally, he acquired a specialty and became a nobleman in the capital.

Favored by me, I reached the sky in one step and left here."

"What's so great about it?" Li Mo asked.

Uncle Ma shook the wine glass in his hand and grinned, showing his yellow teeth.

"The specialty of reaching the stomach in one step...can you do it?"

"One step to the stomach!?"

Li Mo, who was stunned for a moment, understood instantly and looked at himself subconsciously.

"Awesome, awesome..."

"Young man, this is a gift... not everyone can do it."

Uncle Ma stood up and wandered towards the bed.

"Close the door when you leave... By the way, don't go to the Xishan side..."

"Why?"

"That's the [Demon Punishment Department] of Xuantian Pavilion. All the demons captured and coming to Beijing must be sent there first..." Uncle Ma said calmly.

The Demon Punishment Department, which is affiliated to the Xing Sect among the Eight Sects of Xuantian, conducts criminal interrogations on all the demons captured and brought to Beijing, registers and brands them, and then sorts them based on the results. Some who are willing to submit to humans and have value will enter the [Demon Summoning Hall]

, serving Xuantian Pavilion.

The fox demon Bai Xiangping that Li Mo met in Longyuan Mansion before was like this.

In addition, most of the demons and ghosts are branded and are directly handed over to the [Prison Gate] for processing.

The fate of a small number of them was even more miserable. They were executed directly on the spot, and their corpses were used for secondary purposes. Some were used to make elixirs, some to refine weapons, and some were used as tools for cultivation.

Even many big trading houses in the capital will purchase materials from these demons and ghosts from [Xingmen].

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"Demon Punishment Department... Mr. Ma, are you saying that all the demons and ghosts entering Beijing must be sent there first?" Li Mo couldn't help but confirm again.

"Of course...it's not very clean there. Ordinary people will lose their lives if they come near it. You stay away."

"I understand, why would I go to a place like that."

Li Mo nodded.

In the middle of the night, Xishan Demon Punishment Division.

The ancient palace is hidden in the mountains, and under the shining moonlight, it looks like a giant beast lurking, making it appear mysterious and forbidding.

This place is much more grand than the government office of Longyuan Mansion, especially the gate, which is like the sharp teeth of a giant beast. There are ninety-nine silver thorns on the upper and lower sides. Each one weighs a thousand kilograms. It can open and close the latest news from the imperial court.

All the standard tanks were smashed to pieces.

"This is the Demon Punishment Department...it's really spectacular."

In the dark night, Li Mo slowly walked out of the mountain col and looked at the giant thing in the distance.

…

Deep in the Demon Punishment Department.

In the ninth-level prison, the eerie demonic aura suddenly stirred up like black clouds, causing waves of roaring sounds.

Here, it is impossible for ordinary monsters and ghosts to be imprisoned in the nine-level prison.

Most of them have broken through the existence of nine furnaces of demons and ghosts, pure Yang transformation pills, and psychic transformation.

This kind of demon is called a spirit demon.

"How can you, a little and mediocre person like you, be qualified to be imprisoned in this nine-level prison?"

At this moment, a burst of urn sound resounded, like thunder rolling in all directions.

"A little turtle...what kind of grade is he locked up with me?"

A cold voice came from another direction, revealing boundless ferocity.

"I'm not a little turtle...my name is Wang Jiu..."

Suddenly, from the depths of the Nine-Layer Prison, a faint sound resounded, almost insignificant amidst the lingering ominous power.

"Haha, the king is just a little bit more than the king, and he is still a turtle..." The heavy voice resounded again, making the prison walls buzz and tremble.

"That's stupid...I am adhering to the master's usual low-key and forbearance..."

"Nine poles are king, and longevity is boundless!"
Chapter completed!