Chapter 37 The Price

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Chen Mu jumped into the courtyard wall and saw people lying under the tree.

There was only one big bald head lying in the sun, his scalp shiny and shiny.

Chen Mu knelt down and groped for a while, and found out two taels of silver!

A good start!

He couldn't help but look expectantly at the group of minions under the tree.

Not long after, Chen Mu walked towards the inner courtyard with a gloomy look on his face.

After taking two steps, I felt out of sorts.

He turned around and dragged all the people under the tree out and threw them into the sun.

Then he put the big bald head into the shade of the tree and put him in a comfortable position. After all, people paid for it.

Then he strode into the inner courtyard.

There were people lying on the floor inside.

A quarter of an hour later.

Chen Mu held a ghost-headed sword and left Dengjia Lane with a depressed look on his face.

The leader of a dignified gang doesn't even have a copper plate on him? !

Might as well be my subordinates!

He asked Jie Jia to buy information, and specifically found the location of the Bailang Gang leader.

I wanted to make a fortune, but after working for a long time, I got four taels of silver and dozens of copper plates.

"You still dare to say that you are a member of society?"

"I might as well sell fish!"

"Losing your share!"

Chen Mu was quite aggrieved.

Bailang Gang's monster spawning point is finished.

A gourd of incense is wasted.

"I hope this knife is worth something."

As the leader of a gang's sword, it should...maybe be quite precious.

A gang leader who didn't even have a single coin really couldn't give him much confidence.



Inside the Zuo family mansion.

Zuo Quan, the head of the Zuo family, sat in the lobby with a gloomy face.

"Every family has 50,000 taels of silver. That Qianshan Taoist is taking advantage of the situation." Zuo Sheng's face didn't look good either.

"It's just taking advantage of the situation. But if the county doesn't have evil-proof magic weapons to suppress it, no one will be able to sleep peacefully." Zuo Quan sighed.

"Especially since our Zuo family has suffered evil spirits before. Didn't that Qianshan Taoist also say that we are the easiest to attract evil spirits again."

"Hmph! I think he has bad intentions!" Zuo Sheng said coldly.

"He will be detrimental to us?" Zuo Quan suddenly became worried.

"Father, you must make plans early." Zuo Sheng said with narrowed eyes.

"What does Sheng'er mean?"

"Let's move to Nanyang Mansion." Zuo Sheng said decisively.

"Moving... I'll think about it and think about it again." Zuo Quan hesitated a little: "Isn't there still Qingfeng Temple?"

"Qingfengguan..." Zuo Sheng frowned.

Qingfengguan has a great reputation, but no one can tell whether it has real abilities.

He didn't want to give his life to others.

"I still suggest moving." Zuo Sheng thought for a while and said firmly.

"Okay." Zuo Quan frowned and thought for a moment, then finally nodded: "You concentrate on practicing martial arts, I will arrange things."

My son is a martial arts fanatic, and he has been practicing martial arts secretly since he was a child, so he was fooled.

Outsiders thought he was a dandy.

Unexpectedly, he developed amazing martial arts skills.

The last time the family was plagued by evil spirits, his son showed off his power, and only then did everyone know his true strength.

He valued his only son whom he already doted on more and more.

"Taoist Qianshan still has to make excuses. We can't be the ones who stand out." Zuo Sheng said calmly.

"Sheng'er has thought everything through." Zuo Quan nodded happily.



Chen Mu goes out to catch fish every two days.

With the kestrel training technique here, I am not afraid of the distance.

He changed to two larger bamboo baskets and kept changing fishing locations up and down the Bailang River.

We have also reached cooperation with several restaurants such as Anlefang Bafanglou.

There is no need for him to order the fish to be sold in bulk, and the fish can be sold directly to these restaurants.

After working hard for a month, I saved more than twenty taels of silver.

It was also thanks to the war and chaos and soaring prices.

Otherwise, it would not be sold at such a high price.

He doesn't go to Bailang Gang very much now.

Stealing their money is not as good as making more money by fishing.

"Save up two hundred taels and leave." Chen Mu thought unwillingly.

If there were no evil spirits causing trouble, it would not be difficult to stay in Qingshan County.

If you practice hard, you can make money. No disputes and no troubles.

Stay at home every day to improve your liver skills, and often treat yourself to something delicious.

This is really in line with Chen Mu's ideal life.

"pity……"

A month has passed, and hauntings still occur from time to time.

Chen Mu had to make plans early.



Determined to leave Qingshan City.

When Chen Mu was making money from fishing, he began to prepare for a long trip.

Made of wear-resistant and stain-resistant gray fabric, I made two pieces of clothing that are easy to move around, paired with two pairs of sturdy cloth shoes. Prepare meat floss, dried meat, and dry food that are easy to store.

If you have free time, go to the Chengxi Cow and Horse Market. He plans to buy a mount.

The distance from Qingshan County to Nanyang Prefecture is not short.

Carrying large and small bags along the way, transportation tools are essential.

On this day, he just came out of the cattle and horse market.

I saw a group of people gathering under the archway at the market entrance.

There was a wooden board standing there with many notices posted on it.

Buy donkeys at high prices;

Cattle breeding;

Horse hoof repair is passed down from ancient times...

Chen Mu felt like he had seen a small advertisement on a telephone pole in his previous life.

At this moment, a large-character notice was posted in the middle, and a government official was standing in front of the wooden sign loudly promoting it.

"Qingfeng Temple outside the city needs to build a prayer altar, and we are now recruiting workers from all over the city."

"Due to ritual requirements, workers must be born in January, July or December."

"Whoever is selected will immediately be given one tael of silver or one hundred and twenty pounds of white wheat as housing expenses."

"Take care of three meals a day and get ten coppers. If you are willing to do it, hurry up and sign up at the east gate."

As soon as the yamen officer finished speaking, a large group of people ran towards the east gate.

Nowadays, prices are soaring and life is difficult.

The settlement allowance of one hundred and twenty pounds of white wheat also covers three meals a day. For ordinary civilians, this is a very good job

Chen Mu stood outside the crowd and listened carefully.

"Prayer altar?"

"Is Qingfengguan's method to fight against the ghost monster?"

"The county government finally invited Qingfeng Temple?"

Chen Mu was quite happy.

Don’t you have to leave?

He really wanted to see the outside world. But I don’t want to leave the inherent environment.

This is probably why little people remain little people.

Chen Mu shook his head to get rid of the messy thoughts.

If he had just come to this world, he would definitely have signed up like the common people in front of him.

Now...this salary is a bit poor.

Avoiding the surging crowds on the street, Chen Mu hurried home.

He had to ask Jie Jia for information.

Determine the ability of Qingfengguan.



"I don't know." Jie Jia said lightly.

Chen Mu looked at Jie Jia in surprise.

"There is a price for using magic weapons." Jiejia glanced at Chen Mu.

"Feng Ren's strength is decent. But to protect the whole city, no matter what kind of magic weapon it is, he can't afford the price." Jie Jia said calmly.

This was not the first time Chen Mu heard about magic weapons.

But I didn’t expect that there would be a price to pay for using it.

"Do all magic weapons require a price?"

"Can you not eat?" Jie Jia asked.

Chen Mu suddenly understood.

Just like fuel vehicles need oil, computers need electricity, and people need food.

Magical weapons have special abilities, but they require energy consumption.

"What is the price of the evil mirror?" Chen Mu was curious.

This thing is an official evil-distribution weapon in Daliang. Almost all major cities at the county level and above have one.

"I don't know. It seems to be related to some sacrifices." Jie Jia said uncertainly.

"The magic weapons are different, and the costs are also all kinds of strange. Some drink water, some eat meat, some need to be struck by lightning, and some need to be burned..."

Chen Mu listened with great interest.

He was very curious about this thing.

I originally thought it was a simple martial arts world.

However, ghosts and magic weapons appeared one after another, making Chen Mu feel that there are still many mysteries in this world.

"Does the taste taste so weird?" Chen Mu said happily: "What else?"

Jie Jia remained silent, and his eyes began to glance at Chen Mu's money bag.

Chen Mu turned around and went to practice Xiuli Sword.

He has been suffering for more than two months, and his Hidden Sword is about to reach the third level.

As for the news about the magic weapon, I will ask about it when I have the opportunity later.

Anyway, I can't give this old man a cheap price.