"What a pity that ghost-headed sword is."
"There are also pieces of silver scattered all over the place."
Young Master Zuo is not a good person. If he is found to be false or true, the consequences are unpredictable. Chen Mu could only escape in a hurry.
"You can't go to that house anymore."
Chen Mu regretted: "Not to mention the lack of a bodyguard, three months of rent will be wasted."
He has lived there for less than three months, but the rent is paid half a year.
"I don't think about it anymore. The more I think about it, the more distressed I feel."
"Let's take a look at the trophies."
He had buried the two bodies in the deserted house in the north of the city, keeping company with Sheng Hong.
It is also sprinkled with corrosion-accelerating chemical powder, which will soon return to dust.
"Three and a half taels of broken silver, fifty-two copper plates, and two 20-tael silver notes from Chase Bank."
Chen Mu grabbed the bright white soft sword and played with it a few more times. I almost cut the back of my hand. He quickly put the sword back on the table.
It's a strange soft sword, it probably requires special skills. Most people can't play it.
"The material is good, maybe it can be sold at a good price."
The apprentice gained a lot, and Chen Mu was looking forward to collecting it from the round-faced Taoist.
The opponent only had a bulging, palm-sized bright red leather bag on his body.
The bag is made of leather, but is as soft and light as fabric.
There are five little figures embroidered with gold thread on the front.
The little people formed a circle, with a small black mountain peak in the middle.
There is a black rope at the mouth of the bag, which is passed through several holes, tightened to narrow the mouth of the bag, and tied into a bow.
"It's quite pretty."
Chen Mu looked at it for a moment, pulled open the bow, held the mouth of the bag and pulled it left and right...it didn't move!
Try several times in succession.
The mouth of the bag seems to be welded shut. No matter how hard I try, I can't pull it open!
What the hell?
Even though he was seriously injured, he was still a master of Yigu.
An ordinary leather bag would have been torn to pieces by him long ago.
Now I can't even open my pocket.
Chen Mu struggled for half an hour, but the bag remained unmoved.
Stare at the bag carefully.
Suddenly, I discovered that there was a little person who was particularly familiar.
If you look carefully, you can see that it is very similar to the red paper man.
Chen Mu's heart skipped a beat and he almost threw it away.
That blood-sucking paper man is so weird.
When he took back his dagger last night, he discovered that the paper figure he had driven through and nailed into the wall disappeared out of thin air.
I thought this weird thing had escaped.
Now it seems that there is a high probability that it will return to the leather bag.
Staring at the leather bag on the stone table, Chen Mu's expression was uncertain.
"This is a treasure."
"A dangerous baby."
After researching for a long time, I found nothing.
"Put it away first."
It is impossible to throw.
I will study it slowly later.
…
Chen Mu didn't want to stay in Qingshan County anymore.
But Chen Mu's injury suddenly worsened the next day. His face was swollen and fat.
My whole body hurts everywhere from the inside out.
"Sanyang Liujun Pills, a bottle of ten taels." Under the pavilion, Jie Jia placed a porcelain bottle the size of a duck egg on the stone table.
Chen Mu took out the broken silver and handed it to Jie Jia, feeling his body hurt even more.
Sanyang Liujun Pill is Zhuyige’s secret healing medicine.
Can quickly recover from his injuries.
"Decided to leave?" Jie Jia stared at Chen Mu and confirmed.
"Let's go." Chen Mu gritted his teeth and said, "Let's recover and leave."
Qingshan County is a place of wrongdoing and we cannot stay here any longer.
"You're seriously injured." Jie Jia frowned slightly.
Chen Mu is also annoyed.
He is truly a master of courage.
The round-faced Taoist slapped him, and as a result, his internal organs were damaged to varying degrees.
Ordinary people would have died long ago.
Fortunately, he had advanced his training skills to the third level and was slowly strengthening his internal organs.
"Wait a minute, I don't want to drag my sick body along for a long journey." Chen Mu said helplessly.
Jie Jia nodded, glanced at Chen Mu and estimated, "Then we'll tentatively decide on three months later."
Chen Mu agreed.
He himself estimated that with active treatment, he could generally recover in three months.
It hurts the muscles and bones for a hundred days, not to mention that he hurt the internal organs.
"Can it be cheaper?" Chen Mu asked unwillingly, holding the porcelain bottle.
This medicine is indeed good, but it is expensive!
In order to ensure the curative effect, he will be indispensable for the next three months.
Thinking about the cost, Chen Mu felt a twinge of pain.
Jie Jia looked at Chen Mu with a smile and said nothing.
"You won't increase the price for me, will you?" Chen Mu was suspicious.
Your cheerful expression can easily make people suspicious.
Jiejia immediately regained his calm expression: "You are thinking too much."
Chen Mu: "..."
If your face didn’t change so quickly, I wouldn’t have believed it!
This old man does anything to make money!
But you make so much money and you still don’t spend it.
I eat three meals a day, so I can save money and do my best.
Chen Mu waved his hands with a stinking face, and drove away the two dealers Jie Jia.
Who allows people to have channels?
…
If you can’t leave for a short time, you have to consider safety.
The evil spirits incident in Qingshan County is completely random and disorderly.
Just like turning over cards, whoever turns over will be unlucky.
You can't go near Zuo's mansion. Jie Jia is not reliable either. He has to go out in the middle of the night to take orders to kill people.
It's all such a mess, but the killer business is still so booming. Damn this world.
Hire protection? Too expensive!
After two days of thinking, Chen Mu set his goal at Qingfeng Temple outside the city.
Jie Jia confirmed that Qingfengguan had the means to deal with the ghost monsters. It is currently the safest place in Qingshan County.
Although his previous experience made him fearful of Qingfeng Guan. But compared to the uncertainty in the city, Qingfengguan is undoubtedly safer.
"Don't get too close to Qingfeng Temple."
He planned to maintain his current strategy of living close to his neighbors and enjoying the aura of warding off evil.
…
Five days later, Chen Mu's body swelling subsided.
The internal injuries are still there, but they no longer affect his movements.
He simply packed his bags and rushed to Xiaodong Mountain to investigate the situation.
Things were simpler than Chen Mu imagined.
Qingfengguan recruited laborers to build the altar.
Thousands of workers had to eat, drink and live. Thousands of people built sheds, pitched tents and built wooden houses, spontaneously forming a shantytown area at the foot of Dongshan Mountain.
Smart businessmen even organized a small gathering here.
Chen Mu put on gray cloth clothes, a bamboo hat, and a birthmark suit.
Yang Zhi, the fisherman, blended in easily.
He was going to find someone to build a wooden house on the edge of the gathering area, near the Qingfeng View Mountain Trail.
As soon as you look up, you can see Qingfeng Temple on the mountain.
You can also jump up to the roof to overlook the entire shantytown.
The cabin is progressing quickly.
All kinds of skilled craftsmen gather here.
The three of them started working in the morning and left happily with a hundred copper coins each in the evening.
That night, Chen Mu moved into a house that still smelled of damp wood.
The wood is all fresh wood and is prone to rot and attract insects.
But Chen Mu didn't plan to stay there for a long time.
The house fit the bill.
…
In the next few days, Chen Mu has been busy with daily necessities.
Pots and pans are essential, as is oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.
He carried four sacks of white wheat from the cellar of the No. 2 old house. Each bag weighed more than 100 kilograms. They were the last grain in the cellar.
"I really want to leave Qingshan County."
The price of grain in Qingshan County is getting more and more outrageous. Now a sack of white wheat even costs one and a half silver.
I bought two more large water tanks, caught a basket of fish and put them in to eat slowly.
Chen Mu closed the door to thank the guests and stayed in the wooden house to recover slowly.
…
"The medical book you want." Jie Jia put one hand behind his back and held the sack in the other, and it was still in front of Chen Mu with a bang.
Under the shade of the tree, Chen Mu was lying on a bamboo chair, rocking back and forth and reading leisurely.
"Thank you." Chen Mu straightened up and rummaged around in the bag.
The yellowed pages exude a faint smell of ink.
These are the various medical books Chen Mu asked Jie Jia to help buy.
I can't practice martial arts because I'm recovering from my injuries, so I just have time to brush up on my medicinal skills.
Finding that he had never read most of the medical books, Chen Mu casually threw a small cloth bag to Jie Jia, and Chen Mu couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.
"Do you want to imitate Sanyang Liujun Pill?" Jie Jia weighed the bag and put it into his sleeve.
"I don't believe it." Chen Mu didn't hide it.
Jiejia said sincerely: "I believe it."
This time it was Chen Mu's turn to be confused.
I don’t even have confidence in myself, why do you believe it?
"Do you need any medicinal materials? I have channels." Jie Jia said solemnly.
Chen Mu: "..."
You really have a pair of eyes for discovering business opportunities.
