Folklore: Pre-emptive shelter begins with the stomach.

Inside the Five Internal Organs Temple.

A notification finally popped up in front of Feng Mo's eyes.

"Advance payment completed!"

It's hard to imagine that he sang three love songs before he finally satisfied this magical herb.

now,

Feng Mo felt extremely uncomfortable.

On one hand, it was physiological; on the other hand, it was as if something was spying on him.

Feng Mo looked outside the Five Internal Organs Temple, but there was nothing there.

He then looked at the secret scroll on the research table.

His eyebrows were slightly raised.

Finally, his gaze fell on a figure dressed entirely in white and red beneath the research table.

It was Little White wearing a red bib.

This intelligent mongrel has an extremely strange look in its eyes.

Looking at him, it was as if they had seen a ghost.

Just like last time, it still strongly opposes Feng Mo singing.

Feng Mo didn't care.

He withdrew his gaze and prepared his food, getting ready for the feast that awaited him today.

Outside the Five Internal Organs Temple, there are many buildings that he can upgrade.

But inside the temple of the five stomachs, the only thing that could catch Feng Mo's attention was this shrine.

"A relatively complete shrine for the Five Organs: a shrine for the Five Organs that protects the area; after offering incense and prayers, the damaged statues of the Five Organs have been restored to their original state;

"A golden statue is easy to forge, but a divine spirit is difficult to nurture; it cannot be repaired by incense alone."

Thanks to the offerings of incense and joss balls over the past few days, the five internal organs statues have long since recovered to their original state.

Even the prefix has changed.

However, the shrine still has hidden dangers.

Although the statue has been repaired, the divinity residing within the five internal organs remains damaged.

Why not see what happens when the shrine is upgraded to level two?

Advance payment!

"Complete and wondrous Five Organs Temple (Tier 2): Possesses the completeness of the Five Organs Temple shrine, and can store the Five Organs Temple within the body;

It contains abundant divinity; it can mitigate the effects of second-tier calamities near the Five Internal Organs Temple.

"Repayment condition: Perform a ritual using 'common fire' once."

Ordinary fire?

Upon seeing the repayment terms, Feng Mo raised an eyebrow slightly.

It's another obscure word, and it also contains a common character.

The last one with the word "common" in its name was the common species mentioned on the treasure map.

Feng Mo took out a communication talisman, preparing to ask Huang Lao Er a question.

"Temple Master, you were looking for me?" Huang Lao Er's voice came from the other end of the communication talisman.

"Yes, do you know what 'combustion' is?"

"I know...of course I know." Huang Lao Er hesitated for a moment.

He said slowly, "The fire used for casting and repairing statues in temple shrines is extremely rare."

It turned out to be the case.

"What about the commoners?"

"Oh... you commoner! I forgot!" Old Huang's tone was tinged with regret.

The reason he hesitated just now was because the question was too basic.

He thought Feng Mo was exchanging cultivation insights with him, so he didn't pay much attention and overlooked the connection between worldly fire and worldly seed.

Especially for common varieties, it is of paramount importance.

"The usual appointment of a garrison commander is quite simple, and can be done with the help of the temple."

However, if it is the county magistrate who bestows the title, then it is not so simple; it must be recognized by Heaven and Earth.

You must know that this day belongs to the great, deceased earthly ruler;

This land is also the land of the great, deceased earthly lord.

And this common seed is the key through which the Lord of the World bestows blessings upon all living beings.

Feng Mo nodded, realizing there was such a trick to it.

Huang Lao Er continued:

"The common seed is born from the common fire, but it is much rarer than the common fire."

Feng Mo finally understood the connection.

After learning that the gray fish habitat would be completed in about half a week, Feng Mo hung up the call.

He turned around and prepared some food to offer to the gods of the stomach.

And as soon as they see food.

The little white dog immediately became very affectionate.

They immediately surrounded them, completely abandoning their previous aloofness.

……

As dawn broke, the town of Chang'an was already filled with the vitality of life.

Everything seemed harmonious and joyful, as if the impending calamity had nothing to do with the people here.

Outside the city, however, the area was already filled with displaced people, which drew disgust from passersby in the inner city.

Inside the Feng family mansion in Shiping.

Now, Feng Shanhe, the head of the Feng family, has summoned everyone once again.

This summons is for the Huanjiang River Basin Trial and the whereabouts of his third son, Feng Mo.

"I've found out that none of the eight great families in Chang'an County were specifically named; they just need to send enough people."

"Only our Feng family was chosen by the county magistrate to have our third son, Feng Mo, participate in the trial," said Min Chunqiu, Feng Mo's mother.

Nowadays, strange disasters occur frequently in the Huanjiang River basin, and Chang'an County and Jiangbai Village have long lost contact.

The whereabouts of the third son, Feng Mo, remained unknown to everyone.

As a mother, she was naturally happy to know that her third son was at least still alive.

And at this time.

The patriarch, Feng Shanhe, slowly spoke: "Since the magistrate of Chang'an County has designated our family's Feng Mo, we can obtain another trial spot."

His gaze swept over his eldest son, Feng Zhihai, and his second son, Feng Zhiyuan, who were present: "Which of you two will go?"

The eldest brother, Feng Zhihai, did not answer immediately.

He gritted his teeth, his heart churning with turmoil.

The third brother, Feng Mo, is still alive!

Moreover, he could clearly sense that his father's tone was unusually gentle when he addressed his third brother.

This kind of treatment was something that even he, as the eldest son, didn't receive, except from his mother.

Feng Zhihai stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "After much consideration, I think it's best to let my second brother go first."

If you're not dead, then you're not dead.

He decided to hold back and observe the situation first.

Upon hearing this, the second brother, Feng Zhiyuan, raised an eyebrow.

Isn't this setting him up for failure?!

The Huanjiang River Basin is a place where second-order monster disasters are rampant. Although the two brothers are ostensibly village guardians and are said to have the strength of a town guardian.

But only they themselves know the extent of the exaggeration; it was all built on the money and resources of the Feng family.

No one would be willing to actually fight the calamity with swords and spears.

Feng Zhiyuan chuckled and said, "As the eldest son of the Feng family, it is naturally my elder brother who should go."

The two, who usually seemed friendly and had a deep brotherly bond, completely dropped their pretense and started shifting blame onto each other.

The other sons stood quietly to the side and watched.

Either they were too old or their abilities were not up to par; they had already been excluded from the list by Feng Shanhe.

There was only one exception.

The fourth son, Feng Ling.

He watched his brother shirk responsibility with disdain in his eyes.

Feng Shanhe remained silent, watching his two legitimate sons argue without uttering a word, his face showing no emotion whatsoever.

Even Min Chunqiu looked helpless.

Everyone is aware of the dangers posed by the Huanjiang River basin.

But this was the county magistrate's order, and if she wasn't careful, she might lose another child.

Just as the eldest and second eldest brothers were arguing, the fourth son, Feng Zhiqing, stepped forward.

"Since my eldest and second brothers are so reluctant, then let me go."

I have been the temple guardian for some time now. Although my strength is not as great as that of a true guardian, it is not much different.

This trip to the Huanjiang River basin will be a test for me.

Feng Shanhe's gaze fell on his fourth son, Feng Ling, his cloudy eyes seemingly lost in thought.

After a moment, he slowly nodded: "Okay, you go, you go."

The eldest and second eldest brothers breathed a sigh of relief.

Neither of them expected their fourth brother to go.

But Min Chunqiu, the mother standing to the side, knew exactly what was going on.

Feng Ling has a good relationship with the three sons, and he probably wants to take this opportunity to get to know them.

As for his strength, although it was somewhat lacking, it wasn't incapable.

These four sons are usually very hardworking. It is true that their strength is not as good as the garrison commander's, but they are not lacking in skill and are no worse than the other two sons.

"The four sons will certainly not fail in their mission and will surely return in triumph," Feng Ling said, bowing.

Feng Zhihai and Feng Zhiyuan were pleased to see this.

In their eyes, the fourth brother was an overconfident fool who was a perfect match for the third brother, whose future was uncertain in Jiangbai Village!

But Feng Zhihai really couldn't understand how his third brother had managed to survive in the Huanjiang River basin until now.

After thinking it over, they could only blame it on their third brother's handsome face.

Either he's tied himself to some powerful woman, or he's sold his hooks!

There are also members of the Wild Wolf Gang!

So many days have passed, and not a single message has come back!

……

Near the Wuzangmiao Temple, not far from Jiangbai Village.

The Wild Wolf Gang finally arrived.

They hid the night-riding horses in the woods outside Jiangbai Village, and then walked into the village.

However, there were too many migrants in the village, and people had to queue up and register to enter.

Who is the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang? How could he possibly be in line!

So, the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang, Kuang Xiaotian, led his men and barged into the village!

This behavior angered the homeless people queuing up.

But as soon as they reached the village entrance, they were stopped by Feng Jiawu, who was maintaining order.

Those blocking the way.

It was Zhao Guang, the leader of the Feng family's martial arts practitioners whom Feng Mo had met once before.

Zhao Guang glanced up and down at the Wild Wolf Gang leader and his group.

This group of people were dressed in tattered clothes and reeked of a foul stench.

They look like refugees fleeing a disaster.

"Refugees fleeing from disaster?" Feng Jiawu, the man in charge of registration, began his questioning according to procedure.

Wild Wolf Gang leader Kuang Xiaotian took a deep breath, his brows furrowed in gloom.

The word "refugee" instantly stirred up his painful past.

He disliked being called a vagrant the most!

He immediately gripped the hilt of his knife, and Zhao Guang's head and neck were severed instantly.

Blood was gushing out!

A chilling smile appeared on Kuang Xiaotian's face.

only……

Zhao Guang remained standing unharmed beside the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang.

The scene just now was all a figment of Kuang Xiaotian's imagination.

Zhao Guang only sensed that the other person's expression was inexplicable:

"Hey, what are you grinning about?"

This sound pulled Wild Wolf Gang leader Kuang Xiaotian back to reality.

He looked at the warrior in front of him, but ultimately did nothing.

Or rather, he really wanted to take action, but the surrounding circumstances prevented him from making any rash moves.

As soon as he entered the village, he saw towering arrow towers in the distance.

Not only that, the Feng family warriors around him were all surging with anger and were staring at him with eyes that looked like they wanted to cause trouble.

As the commander of the stronghold, he was not afraid of these warriors.

But then again, those arrow towers made him swallow hard.

One, two, three, four... densely packed, too many to count.

This doesn't make sense, does it?

damn it.

Plans have changed!

It's completely different from the information we received when we arrived!

Oh well, let them be refugees.

Being a refugee isn't so bad; at least there's food to eat here.

And they were eating gray rice!

In Ping'an County, the displaced people do not receive such treatment; they can only eat weeds and gnaw on tree bark on a daily basis.

After traveling for so many days, their food supplies had long been exhausted, and many of their men had also been lost.

How glorious they were when they set off from Chang'an County!

He never imagined he would end up in this situation.

The main reason was that the situation in the Huanjiang River Basin changed too quickly; the first-tier calamity had become a second-tier calamity. In addition, the Huanjiang River Basin was too remote, and with the calamity running rampant, they took detours and got lost along the way.

He led his brothers from the Wild Wolf Gang and walked for several days before finally finding Jiangbai Village.

So, the gang leader forced a smile.

He quickly replied, "Yes, yes, we are refugees, we've come here to escape hardship."