In this weird world, I use my body to control all things

Chen Mo held the gun in both hands and turned around, and the steel gun suddenly stabbed forward.

He could guess that the other party must be related to the strange situation here. If he had the opportunity to question the other party, he might be able to get more information, and he might even be able to figure out the gray fog.

But everything must be based on one standard, that is, one can survive.

If you can't survive, it doesn't matter whether you know these things or not.

So he currently has only one choice, kill the opponent first.

Lion and Botu still need to use all their strength, and they don't dare to hold back at all now. It would be lucky if the opponent can survive serious injuries.

You can question the other person well.

If the other party doesn't survive, you can only blame yourself for your misfortune.

Seeing that Chen Mo still didn't give up, the Taoist became furious and headed straight for the spear, letting out a hoarse and low strange scream from his throat.

The steel gun pierced through the abdomen, bringing up countless blood.

The Taoist reached out and took out a talisman from his arms and crushed it into pieces. Chen Mo wanted to lift it up and throw it away. It was extremely easy to do this with his strength.

But the other party's body seemed to be dozens or hundreds of times heavier in an instant. No matter what he did, he could not shake it even a little bit.

"Since you are seeking death on your own, you can't blame me!" Taoist Qingyi said harshly. His chest and abdomen were pierced, but he seemed unconscious. His hands were stained with his own blood, and he quickly performed a magic spell.

"Du Tiandao, Grandpa's message, ghosts and gods from all directions come to help!"

Wisps of blood flowed out of his body, and the strange victims who were originally lying in the shack quickly rushed toward Chen Mo like a black wind.

"Cang!" Chen Mo swung his spear and hit the victim.

But it was like hitting an extremely hard stone, and the force of the shock almost made him unable to hold the weapon in his hand.

Upon seeing this, Taoist Master Qingyi showed a smile. He seemed to have used some secret method to stop the bleeding from the abdominal wound.

However, his face was a little pale and he sat on the ground with difficulty. It seemed that using this kind of secret technique was a big burden for him.

Chen Mo jumped up and rushed towards him. As the saying goes, to catch the thief first, catch the king.

As long as the opponent is killed, even if all problems cannot be solved, at least they will be better than they are now.

The strange victim suddenly attacked Chen Mo. He had no weapons, so he opened his mouth and bit Chen Mo.

Chen Mo didn't care at all and pressed on to Taoist Qingyi.

"Tear..." A large piece of the clothes on Chen Mo's back was torn off along with his flesh and blood. Blood gurgled out, and the remaining clothes on his back instantly fit with the skin.

Taoist Qingyi saw that Chen Mo was still attacking him regardless of the situation. He was shocked but helpless.

His control of this ghost was only barely, and it was good enough to get it to attack Chen Mo, but he could not control it carefully at all.

But now he couldn't care about anything else. The only remaining hand reached into the abdominal wound and began to grab his own internal organs. Waves of clean air and turbid air kept intertwining in his body.

The spear was already at his throat. Chen Mo didn't hold back and stabbed forward with all his strength.

The strange victim also took this opportunity to lie on his back and bite off a piece of flesh again.

The spear passed through the throat, and the method that Taoist Qing Yi wanted to use was ultimately a step too slow.

After Taoist Qingyi died, although the strange victim was still alive, his strength was far less than before.

Chen Mo turned around and shot him to death. He took off his upper body clothes and started to stop the bleeding from the wound.

The wounds on his back were extremely horrifying. Each of the two wounds was nearly half a foot long and more than an inch deep. The flesh and blood were directly torn off, and the bones exposed inside could be clearly seen.

If he hadn't been reborn and had confidence in his own resilience, Chen Mo would never have dared to leave such a wound in this era.

If you are lucky, you can rest for two or three months. If you are not lucky, you may lose your life.

After barely bandaging to stop the bleeding, Chen Mo stopped caring about the wound on his back.

Walking to Taoist Qingyi, Chen Mo endured the pain of the torn wound on his back and began to groping for the other person's body.

He could see clearly just now that the Taoist priest in green brought a talisman, and after using it, his body became heavier many times.

Not only that, after using this talisman, he was not affected by the abdominal wound at all, and the pain disappeared repeatedly.

The abdominal wound stopped bleeding quickly. If he hadn't inserted his hand into the abdominal cavity again, the wound would even have begun to heal.

It can be seen that this talisman is definitely extraordinary. If you get it yourself, it will be valuable regardless of whether it can be used or not.

Chen Mo carefully searched the other party's body and found a porcelain bottle. He shook it and there must be a few pills in it.

There were two more talismans, and he didn't know if they were the same as before. Chen Mo didn't dare to use them rashly.

The characters on this talisman were not Daqiantong characters, and he couldn't understand them at all.

There is also a small bag of silver coins, which contains seven or eight pieces of gold and a few pieces of broken silver.

This is no small sum of money.

According to the official exchange rate of Daqian, one tael of gold can be converted into eight taels of silver.

But this is the government's price, and private gold prices are relatively higher.

One tael of gold can probably be exchanged for eleven or two taels of silver, but just these few pieces of gold can be exchanged for at least thirty or forty taels of silver.

It's no wonder that the Taoist in Tsing Yi is so rich. After all, this silk and satin dress is worth several taels of silver.

Finally, Chen Mo also found a book near his heart. This book was not printed on paper pulp, but seemed to be made of the leather of some kind of animal.

The material is quite delicate and the touch is very unique.

Chen Mo didn't have the energy to read the book, so he dragged the Taoist's body away.

He was not sure whether the people who died in this area would continue to resurrect like the victims in the shack.

After walking more than ten feet with difficulty, Chen Mo finally saw Ma Cai's figure.

His full power burst out so fast that it was impossible for the new recruits to catch up.

Not to mention, one of their comrades was killed by the Qing Yi Taoist's arm directly through his chest, which had a huge impact on them.

Ma Cai did not freeze in place or fled in all directions, but could still think of supporting him, which was beyond Chen Mo's expectation.

"Brother Mo, are you okay, Brother Mo!" Ma Cai's face was pale and he rushed over all the way.

"Do you have any medicine for injuries?" Chen Mo asked.

He shook his head first, then nodded, "I brought gold-covered sore powder." It seemed that the series of encounters just now had a big impact on him.

"Hurry up and use it for me." Chen Mo opened the wound on his back and lay on the ground.

"That Taoist priest in Qingyi is dead!" Ma Cai took out the medicinal powder, and then saw the body not far away.

He couldn't help but feel shocked in his heart. The demon in blue was so terrifying, but Brother Mo was still able to kill him, which was enough to show his extraordinary strength.

"Yes, stop talking nonsense and give me the medicine quickly!" Chen Mo urged.

Ma Cai couldn't help but gasped when he saw the wound on Chen Mo's back. The wound was indeed terrifying.

"Brother Mo, are you okay?" He sprinkled the powder on the medicine and asked with careful tone.

"Don't worry, I have practiced martial arts. It's just a flesh wound, nothing serious." Chen Mo's words were still full of energy.

This injury to him is really not a big deal.

The medicine powder sprinkled on his body had an effect even on him. Chen Mo's injuries this time were much more serious than when he fought with the blood monkey.

Even if he undergoes another rebirth now, it may not be that easy to heal this wound.

"Don't worry about anything else, let's go first." Chen Mo greeted.

Ma Cai stayed where he was, with an expression of disbelief on his face. Chen Mo followed his gaze and looked back.