Master of Ten Thousand Foxes-Chapter 37: Slave Rune Beneath the Shamate Hairstyle
Bai Mo remained silent.
Could it be that the rumor about Chen Bo being bullied is actually true?
It still felt unbelievable.
The gangster with a hairstyle covering most of his face, wielding a knife, blocked the road to kidnap a male high school student, intending to take him to a van to do... things that would make his butt hurt?
Bai Mo took back his backpack from Black Gloves, glanced at Black Gloves, and pointed to a row of trash cans in the corner.
...
Moments later, the backpack was back in Black Gloves’ hands.
More than a dozen gangsters were turned upside down, planted into the trash cans with their heads facing down, their legs twitching outside.
Bai Mo took out his phone, intending to call Fang Xiaoyu to have her send someone over to arrest these dozen or so people.
Suddenly...
"What’s that smell?"
As an Alchemist, his sense of smell was much sharper than the average person.
At this moment, he caught a faint scent of blood in the air.
And it wasn’t just the scent of one person’s blood; it was the smell of many people’s blood mixed together.
The source of this smell came from the van the gangsters were using!
Bai Mo frowned, "Did they make many male high school students bleed?"
But then he thought something was off.
Bai Mo gestured to Black Gloves to search the van.
...
Before long, Bai Mo sat on a roadside stone post and opened the box Black Gloves pulled out from the van.
It was a foam box, and when opened, there were ice packs inside.
Among a pile of ice packs were several small sealed bags.
In the sealed bags were palm-sized pieces of pale yellow, blood-stained, with bits of meat and fat... human skin!
Bai Mo frowned and took a deep breath.
He recognized human skin because in the Ancient Immortal Dynasty, it was actually a type of medicinal material. Though he had never used it himself.
So, the dozen small-time gangster thugs planted in the trash cans, blocking the road to abduct male high school students, carrying butterfly knives... were actually doing it to cut human skin off the high school students’ butts?
What’s wrong with them? What kind of bizarre fetish is this?
Bai Mo took out his phone and sent a message to Fang Xiaoyu.
"I encountered a very strange thing; I’m sending you the coordinates. Please ask several members of the Immortal Technique Committee to come and handle it."
...
Before long, a van stopped at the intersection.
The door opened, and four members of the Immortal Technique Committee got out, led by Lu Yang’s father, Lu Zhou.
The other three were Zhang Shan, Lu Yang, and Yu Tingting. They had gone to a slaughterhouse to kill ten cows, advanced to Sequence Nine, and were now intern members of the Committee.
Under the dim streetlights, they greeted Bai Mo with smiles.
"Expert Bai Mo, now we’re truly colleagues, hehe."
"I heard there was a task near No. 47 Middle School, submitted by you, so we immediately applied to come over."
In fact, this was Zhang Shan and the others’ first mission. With Bai Mo here, they felt much more at ease for some reason.
Lu Zhou took the box from Bai Mo, looked at the long strips of human skin in the sealed bags.
"Oh!
"This must involve the immortals.
"Same path as mine.
"The Talisman Dao path!"
"What’s the Talisman Dao path doing with human skin?"
"Hey, look at those yellow talismans and guess what they’re made of?
"Grass paper?
"That’s not possible.
"Talismans are drawn on human skin!"
Bai Mo frowned. Is that so? He hadn’t noticed before.
Lu Zhou carefully put the human skins back into the refrigerated box and sealed it.
He glanced at the dozen young gangsters still in the trash cans and signaled to Zhang Shan and the others, "Take action, arrest them all, take them back, and slowly deal with them."
Yu Tingting shined a powerful flashlight while Zhang Shan and Lu Yang rolled up their sleeves to pull people out of the trash cans.
Each one pulled out was dizzy, spitting blood, beaten quite badly.
But Zhang Shan and the others had seen blood before, so they weren’t afraid. In fact, at this moment, there was still a bloody smell on them. The milky scent of cow’s blood.
As they pulled and handcuffed them, suddenly, Yu Tingting noticed something.
"Look, these little thugs have tattoos on their faces!"
Zhang Shan happened to have just pulled out a thug, and he parted his hair to look at his face.
"Hahaha, this one too.
"Really sticking to the gangster style to the end."
Bai Mo leaned in for a closer look.
"Huh? That’s strange."
The long-haired gangster had a large tattoo covering most of his face. The poor lighting and their strange hairstyles had prevented Bai Mo from noticing earlier. Now that he saw it clearly, it didn’t seem like a tattoo!
These were scarlet scars, yet they resembled calligraphy strokes, flowing and bold, forming some kind of strange pictographic text.
It was Sequence script!
But not from the Alchemy Dao sequence, Bai Mo didn’t recognize it.
Lu Zhou also came over. Although he followed the Talisman Path and hadn’t reached Sequence Nine, he suddenly realized something upon seeing the tattoos on the thug’s face.
"This... this is a Skill from Sequence Nine of the Talisman Dao, [Talisman Mark]!
"This skill’s origin has just been researched.
"It’s like how ancient slave owners would tattoo their slaves for marking. This skill leaves a mark on the slaves of the Talisman Master!"
As the mysteries of the Dream Immortal Realm were gradually unveiled, a lot of related research was rapidly advancing. Although Lu Zhou wasn’t strong, he was a senior committee member and was informed on many things.
Bai Mo and the others exchanged glances.
In modern society, hearing the word "slaves" and seeing these flower-faced slaves seemed quite absurd.
"So, these dozen little gangsters are all slaves of a Talisman Master?
"Were they helping the Talisman Master to gather human skin?"
In an instant, Bai Mo thought of many things.
These little thugs already liked to bully students from single-parent families or those with weak personalities; they had fixed student channels. Now enslaved by the Talisman Master, they began cutting human skin from bullied students. And these bullied students often didn’t dare to make a sound or report to the police, so the matter was covered up.
"That Talisman Master really... chose very fitting slaves."
...
The sky over Fox Mountain was as usual, densely covered with clouds, casting a shadow over the entire Fox Mountain and the vast herb fields at the foot of the mountain.
But the busy scarlet figures in the herb fields seemed like dancing flames!
The four fox apprentices carried a new litter, taking the master to patrol the herb fields and see the newly planted Hand Buddha Melons.
This new litter was custom-made by Bai Mo on Taobao, made of aluminum alloy, light yet durable. The plastic steel seat with nylon mesh fabric was more ergonomic, more comfortable, more breathable, much better than the junk litter dug out from the ruins before!
Sitting comfortably on the new litter, carried by the apprentices, they arrived in front of the Hand Buddha Melon herb field.
They saw that the Hand Buddha Melons, planted not long ago, had already sprouted, stretching in neat rows into the depths of the herb field.
Bai Mo widened his eyes, expanded his Divine Sense, and observed earnestly for a long time.
The growth process of various medicinal herbs was rarely documented in literature. To learn and understand, one must observe personally.
