Folklore: Pre-emptive shelter begins with the stomach.

"Ten copies sold?"

This was the first time Feng Mo had ever seen someone using advance payments for trade.

However, this is still a good idea.

In this way, he has a second source of obtaining the Disaster Stone, in addition to killing the monsters.

Unfortunately, he has very little need for disaster stones now.

Feng Mo accepted the recipe.

As for Hua Dan Gui, he no longer harbored any resentment.

"It's a treasure trove from head to toe! Killing just one yielded so many amazing items!"

Looking at the mess around his stomach, Feng Mo knew he was in for a lot of work.

Just then, a group of people appeared in the distance.

It was Feng Fugui who brought his own martial arts instructors.

The commotion last night was so great that it naturally reached Jiangbai Village as well.

He had wanted to come earlier, but none of the people he sent out to scout the way last night had returned.

That's why he specially brought his men here just as dawn was breaking.

"Third Young Master, are you alright?" Even though he was used to seeing all kinds of storms, Feng Fugui was still deeply shocked by the sight of the ground covered in black ash.

After all, a patch of black ash represents something eerie.

Even when he saw Feng Mo standing perfectly fine in front of him, he still couldn't believe his eyes.

Feng Mo shook his head.

He didn't exchange many pleasantries, but simply asked Feng Fugui to find a few reliable people to help count the disaster-damaged stones on the ground.

Feng Fugui immediately complied.

Feng Mo glanced at the crowd but did not see Feng Nuonian.

Feng Fugui brought only strong men, clearly worried that something might happen to his daughter and deliberately didn't let her come.

Speak of the devil and he shall appear.

As Feng Mo was lost in thought, he saw that familiar figure appear on the main road at the entrance of the village, along with her inseparable maid, Xiao Qing.

Seeing this, Feng Fugui was furious: "I told you this trip was dangerous, and you know what happened yesterday, so why did you come here?"

Feng Nuonian ignored his father and looked at Feng Mo with concern: "Third Young Master, are you alright?"

Feng Mo nodded, indicating that he was fine.

Seeing this, Feng Nuonian also breathed a sigh of relief.

But when she saw this scene, she was just as shocked as her father.

"Third Young Master, I remember the aftermath of the strange disaster in Jiangqing Village has already been dealt with, hasn't it?"

This is……"

"No, perhaps this is the end of the aftermath of the Jiangqing Village calamity." Feng Mo recounted what happened last night.

When Feng Fugui and his daughter heard Feng Mo's words, they were startled.

"Second-order weirdness!"

"Third Young Master, are you sure?" Feng Fugui couldn't believe it.

Feng Mo recalled his experience last night.

With such a swindler in attendance, it can't be fake.

Feng Fugui couldn't help but admire Feng Mo's strength.

The formidable second-tier anomaly, which put immense pressure on even towns, was defeated in Jiangbai Village.

No wonder none of the people we sent out last night have returned!

I'm also glad that I joined forces with the Third Young Master.

If it weren't for the three young masters last night, Jiangbai Village would have had a very difficult time dealing with this calamity.

Fortunately, the second-tier anomaly is already dead.

Feng Fugui immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Third Young Master, thank goodness you're here!"

"If our Jiangbai Village truly loses its Third Young Master, we fear we'll follow in the footsteps of Jiangqing Village."

But just as Feng Fugui was overjoyed...

Feng Nuonian, standing to the side, frowned deeply: "If that's really the case, then things will be terrible."

"Daughter, the second-tier monster is dead, this is clearly a good thing!"

How can you say it's a bad thing?! That's incredibly unlucky!

At the same time, Feng Mo also looked at her.

He also wanted to hear the other party's explanation, to find out exactly what kind of bad thing had happened.

Feng Nuonian immediately said, "Third Young Master, Father, even without second-tier monsters, ordinary first-tier monster disasters are extremely terrifying."

Even ordinary towns would struggle to defend against something of this size, let alone with the presence of second-tier anomalies.

Since the Third Young Master was able to resist and help our Jiangbai Village avert the crisis, it is indeed a blessing that our village has earned through countless lifetimes of good fortune.

But what you should know is...

Once a second-order anomaly is formed, all first-order anomalies in the local area will follow its lead.

Normally, once a second-tier anomaly dies, the anomaly calamity will end.

But Father, Third Young Master, have you seen any signs of the strange calamities near Jiangbai Village subside?

Feng Nuonian's expression grew increasingly solemn as he spoke.

Even Feng Fugui, standing to the side, seemed to realize something:

"You mean, that second-tier monster isn't dead at all? But didn't the Third Young Master say he saw the Calamity Stone it dropped?!"

"No, perhaps there is more than one strange calamity near our Jiangbai Village, or perhaps it is just a second-tier strange entity."

Upon hearing Feng Nuonian's analysis,

In an instant, Feng Fugui's face turned pale again.

Meanwhile, Feng Mo raised an eyebrow slightly.

The original owner was only focused on learning etiquette and flirting with women, and he claimed to be unaware of these matters.

However, this is also a good thing for him.

The presence of other second-order anomalies signifies a vast, mobile treasure trove.

After all, the drop rate is really high.

that's it.

After ordering his men to prepare the spoils of war, Feng Fugui hurriedly returned to the village.

This is no small matter.

We must inform the other two major families in the village, as well as the Huang and Tang families, to work together to deal with the crisis.

Before leaving, Feng Nuonian suggested leaving a few servants to take care of their meals, but Feng Mo refused.

"Third Young Master, take care."

"Hmm." Feng Mo saw Feng Nuonian off like that.

Next, my stomach returned to its usual tranquility.

He tallied up the goods received that evening.

Three hundred and fifty-six disaster stones.

Unfortunately, after the previous expenditures, the total number of Disaster Stones was only slightly over four hundred.

There were also quite a few leaked materials, more than ten pieces.

Unfortunately, he has too many and doesn't need them.

Feng Fugui also suggested that these materials could be sold to caravans passing through Jiangbai Village.

However, due to the recent frequent strange disasters in the Huanjiang River basin, nearby caravans have already withdrawn.

If so, it means the supernatural disaster has ended.

One of the equipment items also dropped.

"Greedy Bloodthirsty Dagger (Tier 1)": Sharp and portable, it feeds on the user's blood; excessive use will have adverse effects on the body.

It's still equipment that produces side effects.

Feng Mo accepted it.

After taking inventory, he did what he always did.

First, they prepared food for Xiaobai, and the two of them, one human and one dog, ate their fill.

He looked around.

Looking at his dilapidated living conditions, he felt it was time to tidy things up.

It is still necessary to improve one's standard of living.

Looking up, the first thing that catches the eye is that leaky and rotten wooden house.

I used to be reluctant to spend money in advance because of time constraints.

Now that living standards have improved, we naturally can't be poor.

Advance payment!

Instantly, the dilapidated wooden house in front of us was transformed into a brand new place.

The rotten and broken wood was gone; instead, it was pieced together with brand-new logs, and there was no trace of roughness.

The beams and pillars fit together seamlessly, and the hand-carved details are simple yet exquisite, revealing the skill of the craftsman the more you look at them.

Oil lamps, soft beds, stone stoves for cooking, and porcelain pots and pans—these pieces of furniture that the Feng family had provided for him were arranged reasonably in various corners of the wooden house.

Finally, I can get a good night's rest.

To be honest, Feng Mo has never had a good night's sleep since he arrived here.

At night.

Perhaps having dealt with the lurking ghostly female character, only a few dozen of the surrounding monsters remained, not even enough to satisfy his hunger.

Feng Mo lay on the soft bed, but found that he couldn't fall asleep no matter what he did.

It seems that I've become so used to being tense...

The condition for repayment was to rest in the cabin for one night.

For Feng Mo, cultivation was also a form of rest, so he simply sat up, sat cross-legged, and continued to train his mind.

……

Meanwhile, the Huanjiang River basin.

The former site of Jiangqing Village.

The entire village was deserted, and the air was filled with the heavy stench of rotting corpses.

Several eerie figures wandered aimlessly in the center of the village.

Just then.

A pale-faced, handsome young man slowly walked along the ancient road not far away.

He was dressed in a bright red brocade robe, a black gauze hat, and black boots, looking exactly like the groom.

The groom always wore the same unchanging smile.

And so we walked to an old well.

"Water ghost, what do you want from me?" There was no one at the wellhead, yet he seemed to be talking to someone.

"...You seem very unhappy?" A hoarse sound, mixed with the harsh sound of fingernails scraping against the stone wall, came from the well.

But the groom had a smile on his face the whole time, and he didn't look unhappy at all.

"I haven't seen my beloved lately, so it's understandable that I'm a little sad..." the groom said softly with a smile.

Hearing his words, the water ghost didn't care at all and said bluntly, "Xiuniang, who loved to sing opera, is dead."

The groom was not at all surprised that the well could talk.

Instead, he narrowed his eyes and smiled even more broadly:

"What a pity, I wanted to hear her sing a couple more lines in front of me."

Was it caused by people sent by higher-ups? We acted quickly enough, but they still managed to move even faster.

"No, she died at the hands of a local temple keeper."

"What? A mere village head, what right did he have?" The young man clearly didn't believe it, but he also realized something. "You mean the village head of Jiangbai Village killed her?"

"Yes." A chilling voice came from the well, devoid of any emotion.

But the groom still had a smile on his face.

It seems that this matter only caused a ripple in my heart:

"I never let her interfere, and now look what happens when you see her arrogant and conceited."

"I advise you to be careful. I'm currently busy breaking the seal on Jiangqing Village, while that dead pregnant woman is dealing with matters in Jiangzhu Village in the middle reaches of the river. You should try to be more cautious."

"I have my own plan in mind," the groom said with a smile.

"I hope so. After all, it's already very difficult to find strange beings like you and me who can communicate. We shouldn't delay our grand plan."

After that, the well remained silent.

Meanwhile, the handsome groom still had a smile on his face.

It squinted its eyes and walked seemingly casually toward Jiangbai Village.