Returning to the class room, Li Mo saw a black jar on the desk.

This is the demon-suppressing altar, which is used to contain demons and ghosts.

All the monsters brought by the monster hunter will be sealed here and then sent to the dark prison.

"Three furnaces of demons!?"

Li Mo glanced at it and saw three furnace marks printed on the demon-suppressing altar.

"Who sent it?" Li Mo looked at Feng Wannian next to him.

"Mo Mo, I'm here again."

A lazy voice came from behind, Li Mo's eyes narrowed, and he knew without looking back...

Hong Xiaofu, the star of death, is here again.

"Hit it!"

The earth brave is the so-called "Black Rat Spirit".

Feeding demons and ghosts with your own body is almost like a demon.

Li Mo's fingertips lightly touched the demon-suppressing altar, and the latter suddenly vibrated and made a "squeaking" sound.

Hong Xiaofu, Shen Yimen, and Yan Zixia are the masters at [Mountain Ghost Academy] who have the best chance of becoming a three-star monster hunter.

"Tu Pixiu? You are really lucky." Li Mo looked surprised.

But when it comes to who has the best luck, the answer can only be Hong Xiaofu.

No wonder Shenzong once said that when people are abnormal, demons will flourish.

In this way, Hong Xiaofu's luck has increased along the way, and he is now a master at the fifth level of the Inner Breath Realm. His strength is not inferior to that of Yan Zixia or Shen Yimen.

Three furnaces of demons and ghosts are three points of merit.

"Xiaofu, are you also planning to take the Xuantian Pavilion's assessment?" Li Mo asked casually.

"Xiaofu!"

If this matter was known to the sect, it would be a big sin.

Before Shenzong destroyed the method, there were also methods of refining demons that were widely circulated, but most of them were heretical practices.

Over time, he and Hong Xiaofu formed a deep friendship.

Hong Xiaofu nodded and said: "It took a fancy to that poor man's body..."

In his previous life, he believed in Lord Ma.

As a jailer, Li Mo often interacted with Hong Xiaofu. Others were afraid to avoid him, but he was the only one who was calm and composed.

"Later, the old mother who raised him also disappeared...then came his wife who had been with him all the way from poverty...and finally a pair of children..."

"This earth ferret was made... When I caught it, most of the village was in panic." Hong Xiaofu narrowed his eyes and said.

Li Mo and Feng Wannian looked at each other.

Hearing this, Li Mo's eyes twitched unnaturally.

Although the rating of a star monster hunter is based on the number of monsters caught, regardless of the level of the monsters.

Who would have thought that in the second year of his apprenticeship, Hong Xiaofu followed his senior brother into the mountains to collect herbs. As a result, the senior brother lost his footing and fell off a cliff. Hong Xiaofu searched for the body all night but could not find the body. Instead, he accidentally ate the red fruit in the mountain, cut off the hair and washed the marrow, and reborn.

"When I left, that bastard was already very weird. He was particularly afraid of the light. He liked to hide in the tank when sleeping at night..."

This person can only watch from a distance and cannot play with it.

"Tu Pixiu? I heard that this kind of demon is very evil."

A demon is now wandering in Luofu Mountain like visiting a brothel.

Once this thing is refined, your appetite will only grow.

"What a human heart!" Li Mo couldn't help but sigh.

As he spoke, Hong Xiaofu patted the demon-suppressing altar on the table.

It is said that this kind of demon can only be raised in a rice vat that is more than thirty-three years old. As long as it is enshrined at home, it can attract a steady stream of wealth.

But because of this, almost all the disciples up and down Luofu Mountain have a superstition about Hong Xiaofu.

As monks, they all have the lifelong goal of entering Xuantian Pavilion.

He could never forget the fate of those who apprenticed with Hong Xiaofu in Luofu Mountain.

"It's a pity that the poor guy survived..."

"No one noticed the problem at that time, but the poor man gradually became richer. In three years, he built two large tile-roofed houses, which was the envy of others."

In the end, the mediocre Hong Xiaofu got an unusual entry due to insufficient student resources.

As a result, among the three people who passed the examination, one indulged in excessive sexual activities, one took shelter from the rain and was struck by lightning, and the third squatted in a pit and fell into manure... but all of them died.

In Luofu Mountain, merit can be exchanged for elixirs, exercises, weapons and even money, etc.

Suddenly, Li Mo frowned and shouted loudly.

Hong Xiaofu felt a little regretful: "It's true that good people don't live long, and bad people live for thousands of years... At that time, I really wanted to send that bastard away too!"

Hong Xiaofu talked about the origin of this earth brave with gusto.

Even if you master it, you will still have a bloody head with a huge appetite and unsatisfied desires.

It is said that to refine the earth brave, you need to feed it with the flesh and blood of your close relatives and friends.

"Ordinary flesh and blood can no longer satisfy it." Li Mo said casually.

"Tu Pixiu!" Hong Xiaofu said with a grin.

"Your senior sister Yan is in danger." Feng Wannian leaned into Li Mo's ear and sighed softly.

"Hehe, that's really interesting." Feng Wannian's eyes narrowed slightly and shone brightly.

"Impossible, I checked it when I entered the mountain." Hong Xiaofu's face also darkened.

"Where is the monster!?"

Sure enough, a chubby figure jumped out, his fair and tender face trembling slightly, and a smile hanging from the corners of his narrowed eyes.

"Um!?"

Having said this, Li Mo's eyes became slightly dazed, and he couldn't help but look at the demon-suppressing altar on the table.

"He lost Tu Pixiu, and the decline of his family is not far away. I'm afraid that the rest of his life will be worse than death." Li Mo said calmly.

Therefore, the people also call it Tu Pixiu.

"Mo Mo, help me register." Hong Xiaofu said with a grin.

"What the hell, you ran away!?" Feng Wannian's expression suddenly changed.

When Feng Wannian heard this, his eyes lit up and he couldn't help but come closer.

"The man who refined the demon was a well-known poor man in the village. He didn't know where he got this method. In the middle of the night, he pulled out his father's body from the earthen grave, used it as bait, and went deep into the mountains to catch people.

A black mouse has arrived."

"One day, the poor man called his childhood friend, and the two drank until midnight... From then on, no one saw her again."

However, the calculation of merit is based on the realm of demons and ghosts.

With such qualifications, he should have been lost to everyone and become a mediocre person like Li Mo.

"It's really cruel."

Tu Pixiu is a rare monster in the "Demon Catcher's Illustrated Book", and its merit is doubled, that is, six points of merit, which can be converted into six hundred taels of silver, which is equivalent to Li Moqian's salary as a jailer for 100 years.

Hong Xiaofu seemed to have read through his thoughts and nodded.

Demons and ghosts are born and raised by the earth, and are conceived by the mountains and rivers.

The figure of Tu Pi Xiu is like a small dog, and it sits in the rice vat all day long, enjoying offerings.

Hong Xiaofu regained consciousness and ran out of the cell like a rat.

"When the poor man found me, two legs and one arm were gone."

"Hey, Mo Mo, you seem to be the only one inside and outside the sect who is not afraid of me defeating you." Hong Xiaofu grinned and pushed the Demon Suppressing Altar in front of Li Mo.

"In ten years, that poor guy transformed and became the richest man in the town... Unfortunately, this earthworm's appetite is getting bigger and bigger..."

To refine the earth Pixiu, you first need to use the flesh and blood of your close relatives as a lure to attract the psychic black mouse, raise it in a rice vat, and enshrine it at home.

"Refining demons!?" Li Mo frowned slightly: "That's really asking for death."

"Hurry and find it!" Li Mo slapped the table.

Hong Xiaofu shrank his neck subconsciously.

"In other words, he slipped away inside the mountain gate?"

"What feudal superstition, the dregs remain!" Li Mo muttered in his heart.
To be continued...