Wang Baoshan was stunned for a long time, and said with trembling lips: "Since...since the real person is willing to help us escape from the sea of suffering, I can use my old bones as much as possible."
"Okay, in an hour."
Li Mo's eyes showed a cold light.
He has figured out the truth and is not going to let go of the easy gains.
There were monks who came to Heshen Village before. Perhaps out of fear of the tiger monster, they chose to use the corpse of the fake monster to pay their respects.
However, Li Mo felt that he was still somewhat confident in dealing with the tiger beast in Heshen Village.
It only took a moment for the awakening lion to form, and he had already figured out the situation, thanks to the ghost tiger's ability to sense similar beasts.
Li Mo's eyes fell on the banyan tree next to the ancestral hall. The reason why the red rope can tie up the awakening lion, apart from the relationship between the ghost and the ghost, is that the banyan tree itself actually contains the aura of the tiger and the strange beast.
The same is true for the dry well in the east of the village, the ruined temple in the south of the village, and the hillside at the entrance of the village.
Li Mo ignored the lion dance and stroked the banyan tree with his palms. At the same time, he consciously stared at the book of creation. After all, the blank pages could reveal the organs in contact.
Immediately, a bloody and deformed tiger head appeared on the blank page.
Li Mo secretly thought that indeed, including the ruins of dry wells, ruined temples, and hillside, all the bodies of the tiger beast had been found.
He was deeply suspicious. After the tiger beast wreaked havoc on Heshen Village, he was killed by the monks.
The scattered corpses fell into the river and ended up dead, turning the villagers of Heshen Village into ghosts and trapping them in place.
There are still many doubts, but this does not prevent Li Mo from peeking at the corpse of the monster.
Even if it is not used to nourish the ghost tiger tattoo and the corpse of the monster is sold on the black market, it can still be sold for a lot of spiritual stones.
Li Mo sat under the banyan tree and meditated.
The ghost tiger circles around the awakening lion, constantly stimulating the latter's ferocity.
Wang Baoshan did not dare to disturb the real person, and together with the village name, he started preparing intensively for the musical instruments and decorations to be used in the temple fair.
He seemed to have gone back more than ten years ago. The invitation to the gods every five years required almost all the people in Heshen Village. This tradition has been around for thousands of years.
"Working for the tiger, working for the tiger..."
Wang Baoshan closed his eyes in pain, then steeled himself to go outside the ancestral hall.
The time agreed with Li Mo hadn't come yet, but he had already started beating the lion drum, and suddenly the dull sound echoed in the water.
The villagers did not hesitate at all and followed Wang Baoshan in the lion dance.
"Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang..."
The waking lion became more and more manic. Not only was the ghost tiger irritated, but the sound of gongs and drums also made it miserable.
"Roar!!!"
The awake lion hit the banyan tree with its head, blood mixed with brain matter slowly flowed out, and the withered banyan tree sprouted some life.
A deafening tiger roar came from Heshen Village for no reason. Wang Baoshan worked harder, as if he was trying to instill life into the drumstick in his hand.
The awake lion bites the banyan tree and sucks the plasma-like liquid in the trunk.
Dense sarcomas appeared, and then there were five villagers' faces with distorted and painful expressions, accompanied by more than a dozen arms supporting the ground.
Click, click, click...
The bones collided, and the awakening lion's back suddenly cracked. It seemed that some monster was passing through it, breaking away from its restraint little by little.
Li Mo hummed to the tune of the lion dance, and flicked out a mist thread with his finger. As the water surged, the lion froze in place.
The awakening lion is at the critical point of promotion and is about to turn into a monster in the total horn stage.
Li Mo's move seemed to be at the right time.
The awakening lion opened its bloody mouth, and as a result, there was a surge of water, and its head slipped from its neck, and the surrounding water was dyed dark red.
Whoosh!
The haze thread waved again.
The banyan tree's skin cracked, and inside came into view a polymer of bones and flesh, which was the head of a tiger.
When the tiger's head is revealed, the rest of the body becomes active.
For a while, the roar of tigers continued.
Li Mo's actions were like popping a hornet's nest. Heshen Village, which had maintained balance, fell into an out-of-control riot.
The tiger head came together and separated, barely putting together a complete head.
Wang Baoshan's consciousness gradually sank, and he relied on instinct to beat the lion drum.
At this time, Wang Baoshan heard Ren Qing shouting loudly: "Brother asked me where I am, and the Fenkan hexagram is Jiayin."
"On the twenty-fifth day of the seventh month of Mengqiu, I was born at the second hour of the birth of Zi Chou, and the birth of Geng was seconds away."
Wang Baoshan couldn't help but wake up, shouting hoarsely: "Welcome to the River God!!!"
"Woooooooo..."
The ghost tiger couldn't hold it any longer, and threw its two-meter-long body towards the tiger's head, swallowing the remains of the strange beast in one gulp, its momentum boiling.
The tiger's head was writhing inside Guihu's body, and before the latter could suppress it, the remains of the rest of the strange beasts in the village emerged from the ground.
The wreckage moved closer to each other, trying to put the whole thing back together.
"fox."
Li Mo's flesh and blood shriveled a little, and the red fox came out of his left arm, wrapped in the river water, and wrapped around the tiger's legs slightly uncomfortably.
He himself used the haze thread to block the tiger's tail.
"Dong dong dong..."
Wang Baoshan looked at the ghost tiger in a daze, and his memory was full of scenes of lion dancing. The ghost tiger became more and more brave as he fought against the background of the beating of gongs and drums.
Li Mo glanced at the villagers, and their bodies all appeared weak.
"well."
"It won't work without paying a price."
He sighed, and his whole body became thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye. The ghost tiger soared to over five meters, and at the same time, sharp edges similar to bone spurs extended from the joints.
"Roar!!!"
Wang Baoshan felt that his life was passing away: "My sworn brother came to ask me, where did the lion come from?"
"The lion appears in Heshen Village, on the Nine-Layered Stone Mountain."
The ghost tiger brutally tore apart the tiger's legs, and its tail instantly pierced its own body, completely suppressing the struggling tiger head inside.
Li Mo threw the tiger's leg towards Guihu and shook his head while watching Guihu's rising momentum.
The ghost tiger eliminated the tiger's legs with three strokes, and the red fox also pressed the tiger's tail under the soles of its feet. The tiger monster was divided and conquered.
Wang Baoshan nodded gratefully to Li Mo.
He raised his thumbs up with both hands, put the two fingers close to each other, made a salute like a charlatan, and murmured: "Master, your name will be passed down forever."
As soon as he finished speaking, the villagers disappeared together with their underwater houses, and the sound of the lion dance's musical instruments seemed to still be echoing in Li Mo's ears.
Li Mo withdrew most of his flesh and blood spiritual power, and the ghost tiger returned to two meters, and then the tiger's head, which could not be seen clearly, vomited out.
"A waste of 10% of my flesh and blood and spiritual power."
Li Mo slapped Guihu hard, and the latter lowered his head aggrievedly, while Red Fox scurryed around Guihu arrogantly.
After the death of the strange beast, all the strange phenomena in Heshen Village disappeared.
"By the way..."
"The monsters must have been deliberately banned in Heshen Village. Are they trying to test whether the demons can counter the tiger monsters?"
Li Mo put the remains of the strange beast into his storage bag and swam towards the river bank, suddenly feeling something was wrong.
When he surfaced, his expression was nothing but a helpless smile.
Li Mo's heart skipped a beat when he felt the movement of the spiritual tablet in his arms. He took it out nervously and put it on his forehead, and a message about Mr. Hu came out.
"kindness?"
Li Mo was silent for a long time while holding the spirit tablet. He hesitated for a long time before telling Manager Hu the details about Heshen Village.
Manager Hu didn't reply, so the matter should be considered settled.
