Near the capital, demons and ghosts appeared, with shapes like strange birds, extremely fast speeds, and shocking strength, which even caused the [Monster Catching Hall] to suffer heavy casualties.

Li Mo listened to Huang Shulang's report, his expression became increasingly ugly. Judging from the limited information...

Could this vicious monster be...

"Big bird!?" Li Mo muttered in his heart and couldn't help but feel inexplicably irritated.

The big bird was his biggest trump card that he specially transferred from Luofu Mountain and placed outside the capital. This was to prevent him from being able to escape on the big bird when he encountered danger.

Because of this, Li Mo repeatedly told him to keep a low profile and be patient, like him, not to be too public.

In fact, since Li Mo came to Beijing, Da Niao has been hiding it very well and has captured the essence of Li Mo's low-key personality.

But who would have thought that this sudden surprise would give him such a big surprise, making him a blockbuster and making everyone aware of it.

"It will be troublesome if it gets bigger." Li Mo's brows almost turned into the character "Chuan".

Big Bird is not an ordinary monster. If it really attracts Xuantian Pavilion's attention, it will be a life-or-death danger.

The Daqian State Religion is no small matter, and its masters are astonishing. Just in the [Monster Catching Hall] there are strong men who are in desperate situations.

"Whose hands is this case in now?" Li Mo glanced at Huang Shulang and asked in a deep voice.

Huang Shulang couldn't help but smile bitterly, showing a look of embarrassment: "Sir, no one can know such secrets."

"I see."

Li Mo pondered for a moment, then immediately took a pen and paper, repaired a letter, sealed it with fire lacquer, and taught it to Huang Shulang.

"Do you know where I live?"

"I know." Huang Shulang nodded. Although he didn't know why Li Mo suddenly became so solemn, he didn't ask any more questions.

A good confidant never asks anything but does something.

"Bring this letter to Wang Jiu and be sure to hand it over to him personally." Li Mo repeatedly warned.

Now, among the demons and ghosts around him, such as Zhu Ganghui, Kui Gang, Wang Jiu, and Ji Tianting, only Wang Jiu knows Big Bird.

At present, only by finding Big Bird and letting him hide can Li Mo get rid of this trouble.

"I understand, little one."

Huang Shulang put the secret letter into his arms.

Xuantian Pavilion is only twenty miles away from Mingju in the eastern suburbs. It was just a letter, but it was the first job Li Mo taught him.

This made Huang Shulang suddenly feel that the burden on his shoulders was heavier than a thousand, which was sacred and solemn.

The former owner of Feilaishan Inn knew very well that what he sent was not a letter, but his own bright future.

Li Mo watched Huang Shulang leave, immediately got up, left the Yamen, went straight to Xuanmen, and found Feng Wannian.

If you want to find someone to find fault with, you naturally have to look for Feng Wannian. When he was in the prison, he was known as a social butterfly in Luofu.

"I can't figure it out... I can't figure it out..."

As a domineering sword type, although Feng Wannian is a disciple of Xuanmen, he is very leisurely on weekdays.

When Li Mo came in, he was holding a brocade handkerchief in his hand and was in a daze.

"What are you looking for?"

Li Mo's voice brought Feng Wannian back from his thoughts.

"Prince Zhennan, he really has his way... Our senior sister Leng of Xuanmen is famous for her iceberg beauty... She has never been close to men, and almost no men have heard her voice..."

When Feng Wannian saw Li Mo, he couldn't help but sigh.

"That senior sister Leng Qingqiu who is rumored to like women?"

Li Mo has been in Xuantian Pavilion for some time, and has heard about many pretty and famous senior sisters.

Xuanmen Leng Qingqiu is known as one of the seven iceberg beauties of Xuantian Pavilion. She has fair skin and can be broken by a bomb. Especially her broad mind is impressive.

But for such a great beauty, she is usually alone and never interacts with other women.

Some people say that Senior Sister Leng is fond of women and does not like men.

"Lao Ji hooked up?" Li Mo was stunned.

Before, he heard Yan Zixia say that the Crown Prince of Zhennan seemed to fall in love with her at first sight, but he was so determined and ruthless.

Yan Zixia made her attitude clear and stopped his thoughts.

From then on, Master Ji began to have a tendency to break things and make friends everywhere, as if he wanted to use this to numb himself.

"That should be it... Senior Sister Leng asked me to deliver this."

Feng Wannian looked strange and spread out the brocade handkerchief with a faint fragrance. On it, the gurgling river was embroidered with two mandarin ducks leaning against each other. In the corner, there seemed to be a line of small characters written in rouge. The font was elegant and elegant:

Just think of me and don't get it all over your hands.

"Um!?"

Li Mo was stunned, as if he had been fed rancid tofu curd with tonic. For a moment, he didn't know whether to vomit or swallow.

"This is Senior Sister Leng..."

Li Mo looked at the brocade handkerchief that had changed in his eyes with confusion, and it was difficult to associate it with the cold and aloof Senior Sister Leng.

"Master Ji said that the most slutty...the most delicious women in the world are not those women on the Gilded River or in the flower boat buildings who are used to seeing the wind and moon, and have excellent skills..."

"She's not the kind of young widow who is alone in her empty house..."

"It just so happens that he looks so cold and aloof on the outside, but on the inside... tsk tsk..."

At this point, Feng Wannian's thoughts were still unfinished, and a vivid picture seemed to appear in his slightly condensed eyes.

"Can you imagine the contrast?"

"I can think of..." Li Mo blurted out subconsciously. Halfway through his words, he suddenly remembered the business.

"What a mess, I have something serious to do with you."

"Isn't this business?" Feng Wannian waved the brocade handkerchief in his hand. He grinned lightly. Seeing Li Mo's serious expression, he hurriedly stopped his smile and said, "You mean... what business?"

"There was a case in the Demon Catching Hall recently, which killed and injured many masters. Did you know that?" Li Mo got straight to the point.

"You said it was the Big Bird Case in Beijing?"

"What a weird name?" Li Mo stared, and then asked: "Do you know who is in the hands of this case now?"

"Chen Pingping."

"Chen Pingping? Why does this name sound familiar?" Li Mo frowned.

"Haven't you seen the famous beauty in the Demon Catching Hall, who is even more stunning than Senior Sister Leng?" Feng Wannian said with a smile.

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"Do you remember a story you told me when we were in Luofu Mountain?" Feng Wannian suddenly said, changing the subject.

"What story?"

"There used to be a little girl with a tragic life experience. She was called Little Red Riding Hood. Her grandmother was eaten by the big bad wolf since she was a child..." Feng Wannian gestured: "Do you remember it?"

"What's this mess? I'm asking you Chen Pingping." Li Mo rolled his eyes.

"Yes, Chen Pingping... grandma was eaten? Do you have any impressions?" Feng Wannian stamped his feet anxiously.

"Oh oh oh... you mean that... senior sister with her chest touching her back?"

Li Mo slapped his forehead, and the dead memory came to life again.

At that time, he had just entered Xuantian Pavilion. One day, he followed Feng Wannian to the cafeteria in the pavilion to eat. As he passed by a long corridor, he saw someone bending down, as if he was looking for something.

When Li Mo passed by, he saw that the man had not moved for a long time, so he patted the man on the back. As a result, he let out a sharp scream, which almost didn't alarm half of the Xuantian Pavilion.

At that time, Li Mo could see clearly that she was a woman with stunning appearance and a rather dashing air.

As for why you screamed?

Instead of bending down to look for something, he was clearly bending down to practice his posture.

What Li Mo photographed wasn’t the woman’s back either…

"So it's her!?"

Li Mo suddenly realized that he finally remembered, especially the look in the woman's eyes. The urge to kill could not be hidden.

If Feng Wannian hadn't been present and Li Mo had entered Xuantian Pavilion for the first time, that woman would have risked her life with him on the spot.

"She is Chen Pingping... As expected, she lives up to her name."

"You should be lucky to have me protecting you... She is not just beautiful..." Feng Wannian said in a deep voice.

On that day, Li Mo was so rude, and the other party really settled the matter because he saw the face of the domineering sword type.

"Her father's name is Chen Changkong, and he is the head of the [Monster Catching Hall]."

"Chen Changkong...that's not Feilaishan..."

This name is not unfamiliar to Li Mo.
To be continued...