Folklore: Pre-emptive shelter begins with the stomach.

Feng Mo looked up at Feng Nuonian, her tone flat: "What's wrong?"

"It's about my sister..."

No, it should be said that it's about my younger brother.

Feng Nuonian quickly corrected the way he addressed her, his tone tinged with urgency.

"It seems your brother's condition has improved a lot since he drank the talisman water these past few days."

Feng Mo noticed the change in how the other person addressed him.

"It's all thanks to Third Young Master!" Feng Nuonian said with gratitude. "My younger brother, Feng Baishan, came to you this time because he had another strange dream last night."

Feng Baishan seems to be your elder brother's name.

Feng Mo raised an eyebrow, a question arising in his mind.

Before the groom died, the other party's dream had already been resolved by the talisman water.

Now that the groom is dead, how can he still have such dreams?

This is really illogical.

So Feng Nuonian recounted the whole story in detail.

"Just before dawn, my second brother suddenly collapsed."

After that, he dreamed of a figure dressed in red, just like the groom.

Unlike before, the other person's feet didn't touch the ground, and it seemed as if a rope was tied around their neck.

It swayed lightly in the air.

She was also wearing a red veil.

According to my brother's description, the other person was dressed very... festively.

Before dawn?

Feng Mo's heart skipped a beat; that time was exactly when the groom Gui was killed.

He then inquired about Feng Baishan's recent lifestyle habits.

Feng Nuonian responded to each point.

Now his younger brother is no different from a normal person, except that he still likes to wear women's clothing.

However, she no longer avoids wearing men's clothing when going out, and her personality has become much more cheerful.

Therefore, it seems that the curse left behind by this lineage no longer has any effect on Feng Baishan.

But why do I keep having new and bizarre dreams?

The other person's feet were not touching the ground, they wore a red veil, and a hemp rope around their neck; these characteristics combined...

Isn't this just a bride who hanged herself?

The fact that she and the groom were both dressed in festive red suggests a possible connection.

So of course it's a joyous occasion!

Feng Mo fell into deep thought.

Feng Nuonian stood obediently to the side, not disturbing the conversation at all.

According to the book that Gu Zhenren gave him: A Detailed Explanation of First-Order Ghostly Disasters.

The above record.

Strange habits and characteristics are often closely related to the surrounding environment.

This was also Feng Mo's previous location in this area.

The reason why we only see common eerie creatures like the tall, thin ghost and the smiling ghost.

As for the groom, he was a second-tier ghost, and there was no record of him in the book.

However, the fact that the environment determines strange habits is the fundamental law of strange disasters.

thus.

Feng Mo speculated that this newly emerging strange phenomenon might be related to the groom's strangeness.

Just like the female lead ghost and the opera troupe ghost in the past, they had a subordinate or symbiotic relationship.

Therefore, the level of this strange bride is probably not low.

Feng Mo frowned and muttered to himself:

"Given this situation, we just dealt with the groom's ghost, could it be that a new third-tier ghost is coming?"

His only impression of the strangeness of the third tier was the curse blunder caused by Chief Tang.

However, judging from these new and strange features, it is definitely not the third-tier broken-legged monster from Jiangxuan Village.

"I am already aware of this matter." Feng Mo snapped out of his thoughts and nodded to Feng Nuonian.

He turned to ask Huang Lao Er for his opinion, but the other man had been in the Huanjiang River basin for so long and had never heard of such a strange feature.

Huang Lao Er kept shaking his head, just like a rattle drum.

After all, this place is remote and sparsely populated. The number of second-tier anomalies he has encountered in the past month is almost equal to the total number he has encountered in his entire life.

Fortunately, according to Tang Ren's previous divination, Jiangbai Village will be safe for the next three days.

"In that case, we cannot let our guard down and must pay close attention," Feng Mo instructed.

"Yes, Master!" Huang Lao Er replied quickly.

"Third Young Master, is there anything I can do to help?" Feng Nuonian stepped forward, his tone earnest.

The two of them found themselves getting closer.

Feng Mo's nose twitched slightly, and instantly a delicate fragrance emanated from the young girl.

"There is one thing," Feng Mo said slowly.

"Prepare paper and ink for me and bring them to my stomach."

"Okay!" Feng Nuonian answered crisply, her eyes showing a hint of joy.

This wasn't too difficult for her. Although she didn't know what the Third Young Master wanted the paper and ink for, the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone did indeed suit Feng Mo's temperament.

……

There was still some time before Huang Lao Er and the others finished cleaning up the battlefield.

Feng Mo simply returned to his stomach and began preparing for an important matter.

This is the matter that made him so anxious.

This refers to the activation of the "Research Center" in the "Shushendai" (俗神贷) project.

He selected a pre-reserved open space inside the temple.

Immediately repeat in your mind: "Advance payment!"

Next second,

Before me appeared a bookshelf about the height of a person, along with a matching table and stools.

The bookshelf was filled with the glow of runes.

Red, blue, black, white, gold.

The books, which use these five colors as their base, are scattered irregularly throughout the bookshelves.

Compared to the splendor of books, the tables and benches are quite simple.

It's just an ordinary piece of furniture, seemingly only meant for people to rest on.

But the whole set only takes up three meters of space.

"So small?" Feng Mo raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.

He had originally reserved a 30-meter-long and 30-meter-wide open space.

This set of furniture doesn't even use one-tenth of the space.

"Never mind, this is fine too." Feng Mo smiled with relief.

"If other buildings are unlocked later, they can be placed here as well."

He reached out and touched the bookshelf.

Immediately, the pages of the books on the shelf began to move without any wind.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The sound of pages turning filled the air.

At the same time, a new set of prompts appeared before his eyes.

Research Center (Level 1)

"Main Research" Level 2 Research: Can upgrade all buildings to Tier 2. "Repayment Condition: One hundred Tier 1 buildings"

"Deputy Research" Rare Entry: You'll encounter even more effective entries than before. "Repayment Condition: Twenty duplicate entries exist."

"Secondary Blueprint" Tavern: You can build a tavern and exchange Disaster Stones for corresponding resources. After upgrading, you can hire high-quality helpers. "Repayment Condition: One Hundred Disaster Stones"

"Note: The research center refreshes daily; primary research projects can be locked, while secondary research projects will change as the research center refreshes. (This notification will only be displayed once.)"

Feng Mo nodded slowly, instantly understanding the rules.

He can lock onto one research project, and all other projects will disappear when the daily refresh occurs.

Currently,

He hasn't built 100 Class A buildings yet.

However, with the existing resources, it can be completed in one or two days; it just takes a little time.

As for the other two sub-projects, research and blueprints, he can meet the requirements now.

Repeating twenty different entries is too easy for him; he only needs to prepay spirit stones.

Regardless of the method, both consume Disaster Stones.

After last night's battle, the one thing he has in abundance now is disaster stones.

However, his current advance payment slots are occupied by the research center, so he cannot make advance payments for other things for the time being.

We can only wait for Feng Nuonian to deliver the paper and ink before making any plans.

It was at this moment that...

The door to the stomach was gently pushed open.

Feng Nuonian cautiously poked his head in, like a careful kitten, afraid of disturbing Feng Mo.

The two locked eyes, and Feng Nuonian was taken aback.

"Third Young Master... I've brought the paper and ink you requested."

Feng Nuonian hurriedly walked in and gently placed the paper and ink on the desk.

Although she was curious about when the desk had appeared, compared to the city wall that had sprung up in an instant, the presence of more books, a table, and a chair was not unusual.

And so, Feng Mo sat down at his desk and began to record information related to the opera troupe's strange activities.

He wrote down all his insights about the charlatans on paper in great detail.

Whether it's the troupe's mysterious teleportation ability.

The state after weakness.

Or their performance during combat.

And its influence on people's spirit through opera has not been overlooked.

After doing all this, the entire draft paper was filled with writing.

To his surprise, the expected notification of the advance payment being completed did not appear.

"Strange..." Feng Mo frowned, puzzled.

"If that doesn't work, then how can it be defined as a completely new kind of weirdness?"

"Third Young Master, are you planning to report the strange occurrences in Jiangbai Village to the imperial court?" Feng Nuonian asked curiously as he watched quietly from the side.

"How so?"

"Third Young Master, you are now the head of the temple in our village."

Uncle Huang also told me about your current situation, Third Young Master.

You are now at the garrison level.

However, having the strength is only one condition to truly become a guardian of the region and protector of the temple.

Ultimately, it still requires the imperial court to bestow an official title upon you.

Take, for example, the temple master in Huanjiang Town.

His temple name was Zhenjiang Protector, taken from Huanjiang.

Feng Mo raised an eyebrow slightly.

What Feng Nuonian said was different from what he thought.

But this also piqued his interest: "So how does one become officially recognized?"

"Therefore, the main purpose is to contribute to the Shang Dynasty."

For example, recording supernatural disasters caused by low desires, guarding temples, and documenting strange occurrences.

Feng Nuonian smiled gently, revealing a cute dimple at the corner of his mouth, "If it were the Third Young Master, your performance would surely be recognized by the imperial court, and they would definitely bestow an honor upon you."

Feng Mo nodded.

It turned out to be the case.

Similarly, he also grasped the key information that Feng Nuonian mentioned.

Recording these strange disasters could contribute to the Shang Dynasty.

These words instantly enlightened Feng Mo.

It's not that he's truly working for the Great Shang Dynasty, but rather that this new and bizarre judgment might not be his personal opinion, but rather requires more authoritative verification.

I said he was a charlatan from the opera troupe.

If others saw her acting so provocatively, they could call her a slut or a vixen.

It's even possible that having many children brings good fortune.

Without a definitive answer, it is clearly not authoritative enough.

If it were confirmed by the Shang Dynasty, it would be very authoritative.

I am considered half a person of the Great Shang Dynasty.

Make good use of it!

To make others aware of the existence of the opera troupe's supernatural activities, contacting the government might be the fastest way.

"Is there any way to contact the imperial court of the Great Shang Dynasty?" Feng Mo asked, looking up.

"Of course there are!" Feng Nuonian quickly replied, "There are specialized messenger organizations that travel to every corner of the Great Shang Dynasty."

"With so many strange disasters happening, will they also send messages?"

"Yes! Even if the roads are blocked, they will still deliver." Feng Nuonian nodded. "This group of people has the safest routes in the Great Shang Dynasty."

Even near the beginning of summer, when disasters are most active and roads are closed, passage is still possible.

At this point, Feng Nuonian changed the subject: "However..."

"But what?"

"The more dangerous the area, the higher the price they charge."

"How long will it take?" Feng Mo didn't care about the amount of disaster stones, he only cared about efficiency.

"It could take three days at the fastest, or a month or two at the slowest." Feng Nuonian thought for a moment and added, "It mainly depends on the situation in the region. Right now, our Huanjiang River basin is plagued by strange disasters. Based on my personal experience, it would probably take about half a month."

Half a month?

Feng Mo frowned; this was far too slow.

This means that he can't do anything for half a month and can only wait for news.

However, Feng Mo suddenly remembered someone—Ta Xue Yun Shu!

That guy also came from the imperial court.

Since she has methods to obtain intelligence, she must also have means to transmit that intelligence.

"How far is Jiangqing Village from here?" Feng Mo asked.

"If we take the Huanjiang Road, it will only take half a day at the fastest," Feng Nuonian quickly replied.

The journey takes half a day, which isn't far. A round trip takes just one day.

Of course, this is the most ideal scenario.

If an accident occurs on the road, you may have to spend the night away from home.

"Third Young Master, are you asking this because you're going to Jiangqing Village?" A hint of worry flashed in Feng Nuonian's eyes.

"No." Feng Mo gently shook his head.

He will not go to Jiangqing Village, much less go there in person.

Now that we have manpower, we can save time and effort, so naturally we'll save time and effort.

This matter will be handled by either Huang Lao Er or Tang Ren; one trip will suffice.

As for the selection of personnel.

Needless to say, it was Huang Lao Er, who could stroll around for half a day at night and was more familiar with the road conditions in the Huanjiang River Basin.

Hearing that Feng Mo was not going in person, Feng Nuonian breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, a blush rose to her cheeks, and she asked shyly:

"Then... is there anything else I need to do?"

Inside the vast temple of the five internal organs.

The atmosphere became somewhat awkward as only the two of them, a man and a woman, remained alone.

Feng Nuonian felt a little anxious, and a blush appeared on her face.

She mustered her courage and said, "For example, preparing bathwater for the Third Young Master?"

You are a great hero of our Jiangbai Village.

You must have been working hard all night and haven't had a proper rest yet, right?