The ancient immortal revived, and ten thousand foxes worshiped me as their teacher

Bai Mo was silent.

Could it be that the rumor about Chen Bo being bullied was actually true?

It still feels unbelievable.

Shamate, whose hair covered most of his face, held a high school boy hostage on the road with a knife, and wanted to take the high school student to a van to do... something that would hurt his butt?

Bai Mo took back his schoolbag from Black Gloves, looked at Black Gloves, and pointed to a row of trash cans in the corner next to him.

…

After a while, the schoolbag returned to Black Glove's hand.

More than a dozen killers were all dumped upside down and put into trash cans. One by one, their heads were plunged in, and their legs were still twitching outside.

Bai Mo took out his cell phone and wanted to call Fang Xiaoyu and ask her to find someone to arrest these dozen goods.

Sudden……

"What is the taste?"

As an alchemist, his sense of smell is much sharper than ordinary people.

At this time, I could actually smell the faint smell of blood in the air.

Moreover, it is not the smell of one person's blood, but the smell of the blood of many people mixed together.

The source of this smell is in the van of the Shamats!

Bai Mo frowned, "They made many male high school students bleed?"

But I felt like something wasn't quite right.

Bai Mo motioned to Black Gloves to search the van.

…

Not long after, Bai Mo sat on the stone pillar on the roadside and opened the box that Black Glove took out of the van.

This is a foam box. When opened, there are ice packs inside.

A few small sealed bags were sandwiched among a pile of ice bags.

Inside the sealed bag, there were palm-sized pieces of pale yellow, bloody, bits of shredded meat, bits of fat... human skin!

Bai Mo frowned and took a deep breath.

He knew human skin, because this thing was actually a kind of medicinal material in the ancient immortal dynasty. Although he has never used it.

So, a dozen hooligans who were dumping green onions in the trash can killed Matt. They blocked the road and kidnapped male high school students. They brought butterfly knives... but they were actually trying to cut off these pieces of human skin from the high school students' butts?

What's wrong with this? What quirk?

Bai Mo took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Fang Xiaoyu.

"I encountered a very evil thing. I'll send you the coordinates. Please ask a few magic committee members to come over and deal with it."

…

Not long after, a van stopped at this intersection.

The car door opened, and four immortal arts committee members got out, led by Lu Yang's father, Lu Zhou.

The other three people were Zhang Shan, Lu Yang and Yu Tingting. They all went to the slaughterhouse and killed ten cows, were promoted to rank nine, and are now intern members of the committee.

Under the dim street lights, several people smiled and greeted Bai Mo.

"Expert Baimo, now we have really become colleagues, hehe.

"I heard there was a mission near No. 47 Middle School. You submitted it, so we applied immediately."

In fact, this is the first time Zhang Shan and others have done a mission. With Bai Mo around, they felt inexplicably relieved.

Lu Zhou took the box from Bai Mo and looked at the long strip of human skin in the sealed bag.

"oh!

“It should be Shexian.

"Same path as me.

"Path of Talisman!"

"Why do you need to peel off human skin in the Talisman Path?"

"Hey, look at those yellow talismans, guess what they are made of?

"Tappaper?

“That’s not okay.

"Anything that can be drawn into talismans is human skin!"

Bai Mo frowned. Is that so? He hadn't noticed it before.

Lu Zhou carefully put the human skins back into the freezer box and sealed the box.

Then he looked at the dozen hooligans who were still in the trash can, and called to Zhang Shan and others, "Let's do it, catch them all, take them back, and slowly process them."

Yu Tingting turned on the strong flashlight, while Zhang Shan and Lu Yang rolled up their sleeves and went to the trash can to pull people out.

Every one who was pulled out was dizzy, vomiting blood, and beaten badly.

But Zhang Shan and others have seen blood and are not afraid at all. In fact, at this moment, they still smell of blood. A slightly milky oxblood smell.

While pulling people out and beating them up, Yu Tingting suddenly discovered Hua Dian.

"Look, you guys, these little hooligans actually got tattoos on their faces!"

There happened to be a young gangster who had just pulled it out under Zhang Shan's hand. At this time, he pushed his hair away and looked at his face.

"Hahaha, this is also available.

"You really have carried out the killing of Matt to the end."

Bai Mo came forward and took a look.

"Huh? No."

Under the cover of the little gangster's long hair, the tattoo on his face is very large, covering almost half of his face. The lighting was not good just now, and their hairstyles were weird, so Bai Mo didn't notice them. When I took a look at it, I felt that it didn’t look like a tattoo!

These are blood-colored scars, but they also look like calligraphy strokes, with flying dragons and phoenixes, iron paintings and silver hooks, forming some kind of weird hieroglyphics.

It's a sequence text!

But Bai Mo didn't recognize the words that were not in the alchemy sequence.

Lu Zhou also came over. He was in the Talisman Path, but he hadn't reached Sequence Nine yet. Looking at the tattoo on the little gangster's face, he suddenly realized it.

"This... this is the ninth skill of the Talisman Dao Sequence, [Symbol]!

“The origin of this skill has just been studied.

"Just like ancient slave owners, they would mark their slaves with tattoos. This skill is the mark left by the talisman master on his slaves!"

As the secret veil of the dream wonderland is unveiled little by little, many related studies are advancing rapidly. Although Lu Zhou is not very powerful, he is also a senior committee member and knows a lot.

Bai Mo and others looked at each other in confusion.

In modern society, when you hear the word "slave" and see these painted-faced slaves, you immediately feel ridiculous.

"So, these dozen hooligans are all slaves of a certain Talisman Master?

"Are they helping the Talisman Master to collect human skin?"

In an instant, Bai Mo thought of a lot.

These hooligans originally like to bully students from single-parent families or have weak personalities, and they have a fixed student channel. He was enslaved by the Talisman Master again, and began to be bullied into the human skin of students. Students who are bullied often dare not speak out or call the police. This matter was also covered up.

"This Talisman Master really...has chosen a very suitable slave."

…

The sky over Fox Mountain was as usual, overcast with clouds, shrouding the entire Fox Mountain and the huge medicinal fields at the foot of the mountain in shadow.

But the busy fiery red figures in the medicine field are like beating fire!

The four fox apprentices, carrying the brand new sliding rod, took the master to inspect the medicine field to see the newly planted hand-made chamomile melons.

This new slider is custom-made by Bai Mo on Taobao. It is made of aluminum alloy and is light and strong. The plastic steel seat plus nylon mesh is more ergonomic, more comfortable, and more breathable. It is much stronger than the garbage slider dug out of the ruins before!

Sitting comfortably on the new sliding pole, I was carried by my apprentices all the way to the hand-melon medicine field.

But in the medicine field, the hand-made Buddha melons that were just planted a few days ago have sprouted and spread out in neat rows to the depths of the medicine field.

Bai Mo opened his eyes wide, unfolded his consciousness, and observed carefully for a long time.

The growth process of various medicinal materials is rarely recorded in the literature. If you want to learn and understand, you must observe for yourself.