Three days later.

Jingcheng, Jiqing Street.

In the early morning, the fireworks are at their strongest in the alley streets, and the food stalls are set up before dawn.

The early sun rises, and white hot steam comes out of the cage, wrapped in an alluring aroma.

The traffickers and soldiers coming and going brought vitality to the capital city that had been cold all night.

The watcher who had stayed up all night had already started drinking "morning wine" at a roadside stall. He drank three ounces of hot knife to drive away the chill in his body. Those who were rich could order two dishes to go with the wine...

…Cold belly and peanuts are always the best sellers.

“A good day starts with breakfast.”

In the corner, Li Duan picked up the white porcelain bowl on the table, full of expectations.

The freshly ground soy milk is steaming hot, add some lard residue, sprinkle with a handful of mustard mustard, green garlic, and dried small shrimps, then pour the secret boiled soy sauce, and finally soak the chopped fried dough sticks in it. The taste is,

It can make your tongue greedy.

If you come here with a basket of steamed buns stuffed with pork and green onions, and you bite into it, the full soup will almost splash out, and the rich meat aroma will melt between your teeth...

This life is worth it!!!

"The morning food eaten by ordinary people is really unique..."

Master Ji looked tired and couldn't help but wonder when he saw Li Mo eating deliciously.

"What? Have you never had breakfast at a stall like this?"

Li Mo put down the bun in his hand and cursed himself for being confused as soon as he asked.

He is the prince of Zhennan, so the food in his house must be exquisite. How could he eat these ordinary things?

"What do you usually eat in the morning?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

"Generally speaking, first rinse your mouth with [Snow Mountain Ginseng King Soup], and then..."

"Okay, no need to say anything more." Li Mo quickly raised his hand, interrupting Master Ji's half-sentence.

Although Snow Mountain King Ginseng is not a very rare medicinal material, it grows in the snowy mountains of the far north and is quite difficult to pick. Every year, countless ginseng pickers die in order to pick this medicinal material.

In the medicine shops in the capital, even the seeds of [Snow Mountain Ginseng King] cost seventy taels of silver per tael.

"You also have to experience the 'suffering' among the people, come and have a taste."

Li Mo pushed the basket in front of Master Ji.

"I can't eat, I have no appetite..." Master Ji waved his hand.

"Boss, here's another basket filled with leeks, oysters and kidneys..."

Li Mo didn't wait for Master Ji to greet him, then he raised his hand and called for another cage.

Master Ji heard this but did not refuse.

"What? You stayed up all night fighting again last night?" Li Mo asked as he drank the soy milk and tasted the steamed buns soaked in the juice.

"Not really. A friend of mine met a girl who was pure, lovely, and innocent. He asked me to help identify whether she was a seasoned expert who pretended to be a pig and eat the tiger..." Master Ji said righteously.

"I'm just doing a favor for my friend. Friendship is priceless."

"How do you identify this?" Li Mo was stunned and asked subconsciously.

"It's very easy to identify. I'll teach you a mantra." Master Ji picked up the basket of steamed buns sent by the waiter, looked at Li Mo and lowered his voice.

"This is my unique secret, pass it on from male to female."

"Nonsense, come on." Li Mo rolled his eyes and said impatiently.

"The novice bends his back, the veteran bends his back."

"Huh!?" Li Mo was stunned for a moment.

"Don't you understand? It seems you are a novice too..." Master Ji clapped his legs and laughed.

"Fart... of course I understand."

Li Mo gnawed on the bun and shouted: "Is this how you identified it?"

"Of course, it's the most straightforward."

"It seems that you put in a lot of effort for the appraisal last night." Li Mo looked at his tired expression and said calmly.

"It's all for friends." Master Ji rubbed his temples and sighed secretly.

"What was the result?"

"Haha, this girl looks like an expert at first glance. I patted the bed and knew how to change her position..." Master Ji sneered.

"She's more familiar than the Widow Stepping on a Horse... Fortunately, she has a pure and pleasant face."

"Elaborate..."

Li Mo gnawed on the bun, his wide eyes filled with an exploratory thirst for knowledge.

"Huh!? Aren't you going to [Tianyin Palace] today? Are you still interested in asking about such things?"

Master Ji cast a sidelong glance, picked up the bun stuffed with leek, oyster and kidney, and took a big bite.

"It's just because I'm going to Tianyin Palace that I need to relax first." Li Mo said calmly.

Wang Lingce's vaccination made him a little afraid of that place. It was so ridiculous that even Li Mo felt a little unsure.

"You are the leader of the new ranking, the descendant of the Black Sword... You are not going to the Longtan Tiger's Den, but you also want to relax?" Master Ji teased.

"Don't you know where Tianyin Palace is?" Li Mo said calmly.

"I've heard that... except for the royal family of Daqian, ordinary people cannot easily set foot in the important land of Tianmen." Master Ji said in a deep voice.

"Have you been?"

"When I was a child, I went in with our old man to worship the statue of Shenzong." Master Ji said solemnly.

In the Tianyin Palace, there is a statue of the Shenzong Dharma. It is a rule set by the palace that anyone of royal bloodline should be worshiped as usual.

The Zhennan King lineage was originally a branch of Shenzong. Whenever they came to Beijing, they had to go to the palace to offer incense.

"How is that place?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

"I was still young at that time, and I was led by the old man. He wouldn't let me run around..."

Master Ji recalled: "I only remember that there were many houses in that place, and each room was sealed..."

"I heard that things that cannot see the light are locked up in the house... One of the rooms contains a monster... it should be considered a demon."

Master Ji murmured softly, showing a look of reminiscence.

That was the only room he got close to, and he saw something very ordinary yet extraordinary.

"What does it mean to be considered a ghost!?" Li Mo asked in confusion.

"There is a little white horse locked in that room...a very ordinary little white horse, the hair is not even long...it doesn't seem to have any evil spirit, but..."

Master Ji's face was slightly condensed, and his raised eyebrows brought back memories that had been dusty for a long time.

"Its scream is very weird...more ferocious and terrifying than a lion or a tiger..."

"Our old man said that the sound sounds like a dragon but not a dragon, or a dragon but not a dragon..."

"A little white horse that can roar like a dragon?" Li Mo chewed on Master Ji's words, and a different kind of brilliance flashed in his eyes.

"Anyway, don't run around and don't get close to those weird rooms. Otherwise there won't be any accidents." Master Ji warned.

"I see."

Li Mo nodded, ate and drank all the soy milk and lard residue in the bowl, and stood up immediately.

"Gone."

"Waiting for your good news."

Master Ji waved goodbye and sat there minding his own business, eating steamed buns and watching Li Mo's figure disappear into the increasingly lively street.

…

Outskirts, Chunyang Mountain.

This is a hilltop on the outskirts of Beijing. The scenery is beautiful and the mountains and rivers are beautiful, but there are no extraordinary horses and the Feng Shui pattern is ordinary.

Li Mo called a donkey cart and wandered to the foot of the mountain for only five coins.

Originally, with his speed, it would only take him a moment, but he was still somewhat wary of this Tianyin Palace. It would be good to look at the scenery along the way and adjust his mentality.

"Chunyang Temple on Chunyang Mountain!?"

Li Mo went up the mountain and according to the instructions, Tianyin Palace was located in the Taoist temple in the mountain.

When they came to the mountain, Li Mo looked at the dilapidated Taoist temple. From the outside, it was not even as big as his Dongjiao Mingju, and he couldn't help but look suspicious.

"Did I look in the wrong place?"

Li Mo hesitated for a moment, took out the [talisman] given by Hongmen from his arms, pushed open the dilapidated wooden door, and walked in.
To be continued...