The little path is called Dongfang Mo. His mother died when she gave birth to him. His father followed in the footsteps two years ago. From then on, he became a veritable lonely man and lived a life where his whole family would not be hungry if he fed his fill.

According to his dead father, he was an ancient oriental family, the 3751st generation of direct descendants, and the Oriental family has been passed down for more than 3,000 generations, and has been passed down from generation to generation. However, such nonsense can be said from his father and listened to it. It would be strange if he takes it seriously.

When his father died, he left him a broken Taoist robe and a whisk that had been used for more than ten years. In addition, a stool he carried, a dozen gourds and several stacks of broken books, which were all his belongings.

Dongfang Mo has no other skills, but his father's mantra has been completely passed down, and even better than his father's tricks are better than his father.

On weekdays, he makes a living by telling stories, and occasionally tells fortunes, judges, and looks at marriage. Sometimes when luck comes, he can help others seek rain and recover their souls.

In his words, such a life is a waste of life. Living is too tiring, and I want to die but can't bear to leave it.

Because of this, Dongfang Mo was not so sad about his parents' death. Perhaps his parents' fate would enter the cycle of reincarnation and become a good child in the next life, and he would have no worries about food and clothing from now on, but he should be happy.

For the future, Dongfang Mo still has his own dream, which is to drink the most fragrant wine, eat the best meat, and marry a few of the most beautiful little ladies to live a life like a god.

Every time Dongfang Mo saw those rich men going out, they were sitting in eight people carrying sedan chairs, wearing brocade hats and sable furs, and wearing gold and silver on their hands and necks.

Some were holding bird cages in their hands, while others were holding ferocious beasts. There were not only a few tough followers beside them, but also pretty little girls served on their side, serving tea, water and snacks, which was so grand.

"Gulugulu!"

When he thought of what to eat, Dongfang Mo screamed and touched his belly. He remembered that he hadn't eaten for a day. He was a person with iron rice and steel, and he was so hungry that he didn't eat for a meal.

He was penniless and wanted to solve his stomach problem, but it was just a little more difficult than when he was rich.

I have been practicing stealing things in the past few years since I was five or six years old. In addition to the fact that sheep often did not steal the matter in the first few years, but instead made me feel fucked, I have long become familiar with these things.

However, after leaving the city, there is a field around it, and it is difficult for a family to see it, so naturally it cannot do something stealing.

But there are many pheasants and rabbits in this field, so it is not difficult to catch a few of them casually.

Thinking of Dongfang Mo, he looked around and chose a direction of lush forests to go quickly.

After entering the mountains and forests, I found a secret place and quickly hid my belongings.

In an instant, Dongfang Mo's slender eyes became sharp, sweeping around, refusing to let go of subtle clues.

He is very familiar with everything in the mountains and forests. As long as any wild beast passes by, some traces will inevitably be left.

A footprint, a fallen leaf, and a strand of hair can bring him a lot of clues.

The size and depth of the footprints can be seen; the size of the beast can be seen by the broken branches and fallen leaves can be seen how long it has left here and in which direction it is heading; and the hair can be used to clearly determine what the beast is.

And just before he entered the forest, a strange smell suddenly came.

After sniffing, it was not the smell of plants, nor the body odor left by any beast. It was a kind of fragrance, but there seemed to be a slight fishy smell in the fragrance, which seemed particularly strange.

Dongfang Mo has been wild in the mountains and forests since he was a child, and this is the first time he has smelled this smell.

And just as he followed the smell, the smell became stronger and stronger.

The next moment, he suddenly turned his head and looked at a branch beside him.

On this branch, a drop of dark red liquid was left. Seeing this, Dongfang Mo couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

It can be seen that the smell of fishy smell in the fragrance came from this liquid.

After a closer look, the dark red liquid seemed to be some kind of beast blood.

After looking around, I found that nothing was wrong, I dipped my fingers into the blood on the branches and wanted to put them close to the tip of my nose and smell them.

However, when he just touched the blood, he suddenly shrank his hand and showed a painful look. He endured it so that the pain would not be exhaled.

Unexpectedly, the blood was as hot as boiling water, and it made his fingers turn red when it was stained with boiling water.

After a while, the piercing pain gradually disappeared.

Dongfang Mo looked at his hands, and the originally red area gradually recovered, and the blood seemed to have completely evaporated and disappeared, and there was no feeling other than that.

"Yes, this should be left behind by something weird."

His inner judgment.

He was a very curious person, and he developed a strong interest in what left behind this blood.

Judging from his experience, the high blood temperature indicates that most of them are wild beasts with huge body and sufficient qi and blood, like tigers and bears.

When his father was still alive, the two would dig traps from time to time and kill some tiger, man and bears, so they are not unfamiliar with this.

However, there are exceptions to everything. Although animals like tigers and bears have sufficient blood, their blood will not appear delicate and sticky.

Although Dongfang Mo was so painful that he was burned by the dark red blood, he still felt the delicate and smoothness of the blood. The feeling was obviously only found by petite beasts, such as bobcats and martens.

After a closer look at the blood, there were no traces of footprints or other traces.

From this, Dongfang Mo could judge that the thing either had wings to fly, or had a petite body and a light body.

Compared with the two, Dongfang Mo believed that it was a smaller beast. If so, with his thin body, he could easily get it without digging a trap.

That kind of beast with sufficient qi and blood and small body has extremely delicate flesh, and is definitely a good meat among good meat. I think that kind of master who carries a sedan chair may not be able to eat it.

When he thought of this, Dongfang Mo licked his lips. When he was hungry, a good meal of meat was an absolute temptation for him.

Although this petite beast is hard to catch, the beast is already injured, and its blood has a unique smell, which should not be too difficult to track.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo raised the Taoist robe under his feet, sniffed, and then quickly chased forward.

...

And just as he was chasing the prey all the way, dozens of miles away.

There was a man and a woman standing slowly in the air.

The man was about twenty years old, wearing a black short shirt, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and was seven feet tall. His face was dark and strong, like a knife. At this time, he stood like an iron tower, looking majestic.

And the woman, who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, had a face covered by a layer of gauze, only revealing a pair of smart eyes.

He wore a long red dress with a ribbon around his waist, making him look full of grip. Although he was in his prime, he had a stunning temperament.

"Thirteen, is that medicine blood beast nearby?"

At this time, the woman spoke quietly behind her, her voice clear, like a collision of jade beads.

"Miss, I probably won't run out of a hundred miles."

Hearing this, the man in black showed a respectful look in his eyes and replied with a low look.

"Very good. This beast has suffered such severe injuries and can still run to this place with thin spiritual energy. Let's see where it escapes this time."

A cold light flashed in the girl's eyes.

"Miss, this medicine blood beast was severely injured when it advanced. At this time, the blood in its body was different from the past. It would emit a strange fragrance and was easily discovered. In order to avoid others from taking the lead, I might as well capture it."

The man in black continued.

"No, I don't think there will be any monks in this place, and ordinary mortals and beasts can't smell that kind of smell."

"And this beast has a keen sense of smell. Although it was seriously injured, it took a lot of effort to run to this remote place. It must be a special place. You must know that this beast has a keen sense of smell and can often find some genius treasures. Wait for a while, and capture it when it heals, and maybe you can still get unexpected gains."

"Miss wise."

The man in black complimented.

Hearing this, the girl was unmoved and blinked her charming eyes:

"Just follow in the distance, don't get too close. That thing is very cunning. This time, you must not miss it. All the things in the furnace of elixirs are ready, but the blood of this medicine and blood beast is not limited. The family spent so much manpower and material resources to check it for so long before finally there was news about this beast, which made it run away and wait until the year of the monkey and horse month."

"Thirteen obeys the order."

The man in black bowed his hand.
Chapter completed!