The sun is setting in the west, and the clouds are as red as fire.
The sound of hot oil sizzling could be heard in the small courtyard.
Chen Mu held a shovel and stir-fried the green vegetables rhythmically to ensure that each piece of green vegetables was evenly heated.
Beside the stone table under the grape trellis, the old god Jiejia was sitting there.
There was a pile of broken silver in front of him, and he was rubbing the silver beads one by one.
Chen Mu put the food on the table: "Does every great killer have some weird hobbies?"
He really didn't understand why he had to roll broken silver into balls.
Jie Jia ignored Chen Mu, speeded up his hands, rolled all the silver pieces into beads and hid them in his sleeves.
He stood up and washed his hands, took out a white handkerchief to wipe his hands, and then threw them into the fire pit.
Chen Mu simply rolled his eyes, took out serving chopsticks and started dividing the meal.
After getting familiar with each other, the old man asked for more and more.
Tableware and kitchen utensils must be clean, ingredients must be fresh, and meals must be served using public chopsticks.
So much shit! I walked all the way from Qingshan County and slept in the open air, but I didn’t see you paying much attention to it.
Besides, you're just a freeloader, and you still ask for this and that.
Can this be tolerated?
"Yours." A gray cloth bag fell on the table in front of Chen Mu.
Well, Chen Mu thinks he can bear it.
I grabbed the gray cloth bag and weighed it. It was worth at least a hundred taels of silver.
"This is your dish!" Chen Mu happily shared the meal.
Sanyang Liujun Pill was renamed Lingsha Pill, this is the first month’s dividend.
In total, he made more than twenty Lingsha pills.
The profits are really high!
…
After the meal, Chen Mu handed Jie Jia a slap-sized gourd.
"Huanglong Powder, find someone to try the medicine. The effect may not be as good, but our cost is lower."
"Okay." Jie Jia couldn't help but raise his eyelids.
Lingsha Pills are a precious medicine for healing. You can't use them for minor injuries, and you can't use them if you don't have money. Although profits are high, sales are not good.
More than 20 pieces were sold in one month.
Huanglongsan is so good. The secret gold-creating elixir, which person in the world doesn’t carry some of it with him?
This kind of high-end Jinchuang medicine is not ridiculously expensive, but the effect is better than ordinary medicine, and it is widely sold.
Before leaving, Jie Jia asked Chen Mu: "Do you still want the training skills? You can pay on credit."
Chen Mu suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Are you really Jie Jia?"
Jie Jia looked at him expressionlessly.
"Deduct it from the share."
Chen Mu breathed a sigh of relief. He thought Jie Jia had been replaced by someone else.
"No rush yet." Chen Mu waved his hand. There is no God's intention anyway, so it doesn't make sense whether to change it or not.
"Although the exquisite form training technique has no spiritual intention, it is not impossible to develop courage." Jie Jia advised.
"The art of form training itself contains divine will. Ten years of form training, a hundred years of cultivation."
"If you have mastered the art of training, continue to hone it. There is a chance that you will understand the core gist and develop courage."
"The Kestrel training technique is too crude."
Chen Mu was thoughtful and glanced at the proficiency panel.
Kestrel training technique: 3601/10000/level 4;
"Do you want to develop your courage through kestrel training?" Jie Jia asked calmly.
Chen Mu smiled and said nothing.
"I wish you good luck." Jie Jia turned around and said calmly.
…
Jie Jia's advice is quite discouraging.
"But who makes me enjoy it?" Chen Mu shrugged and continued to adjust his breathing.
The kestrel training technique has entered the fourth level. The effect of the first three levels of training is greatly reduced. On the contrary, the newly figured out breathing method is more efficient.
"The changes in the body are reduced, and the connection between force and force is smoother."
Chen Mu had a clear understanding.
Changing tendons, bones, and marrow. Practicing the three movements is transforming the body. Once the training is complete, the transformation is over.
The breathing method does not stimulate the muscles as well as the previous training method, but the effect is better. Because it focuses more on controlling the whole body.
"One direction is to transform hardware, and the other is to compile software."
"Practice the form to strengthen the body, and the divine intention to strengthen the spirit. Transform it and control it."
"I see……"
Chen Mu's understanding of training techniques has become more and more profound.
…
Time flies.
Chen Mu makes medicine and reads books every day, and always maintains the breathing method, and the progress is gratifying.
On this day, the family ran out of food and meat, and he had to go out to buy it.
After leaving Taohuafang, walk north along Renhe Street. Passing through Xiuhefang, we arrived at a lively street.
The street is wide and named Dingding. It's big enough for five large carriages to travel with. It runs through Nanyang Mansion from east to west and is the central axis of the city.
After passing Dingding Street, you will arrive at Nanshi, one of the two major commercial markets in Nanyang Prefecture.
Chen Mu originally chose Taohuafang because it was far away from Nanshi and could be reached within a quarter of an hour's walk.
Seeing people coming and going, Chen Mu felt a little happy.
"I've been at home for a long time, so it's good to come out and meet people."
I was about to go shopping in Nanshi when I saw an acquaintance.
There is a stone archway at the entrance of Nanshi. There were several wooden boards standing underneath, with a lot of papers stuck on them. Similar to bulletin boards and small advertisements in previous lives.
There were quite a few people gathered there at the moment.
Chen Mu didn't want to join in the fun, but saw an acquaintance in the fun.
Zhang Ye?
The other party seemed to have seen Chen Mu, and after hesitating for a moment, he walked up to Chen Mu.
"Mr. Chen, what a coincidence." Zhang Ye didn't know why he was so reserved when meeting this scholar.
"What's going on?" Chen Mu pointed his chin at the wooden sign.
"Jinghong is recruiting new members." Zhang Ye's eyes lit up.
"Are you willing to be a slave?" Chen Mu was surprised.
Can this gangster leader from Qingshan County accept this psychological gap?
"Not a gangster." Zhang Ye was quite excited.
"The notice says that as long as you pass the assessment, you can be a leader in charge of at least twenty people. The stronger you are, the higher your status. You may even directly take charge of a hall with hundreds of people under your command."
Chen Mu was surprised.
This kind of long-standing gang has a stable power distribution structure. It is difficult for one of us to get promoted, let alone an outsider.
Zhang Ye leaned in front of Chen Mu and whispered: "I heard that the Jinghong Gang encountered a lot of trouble, and several gang members were killed. They are anxious to increase their strength."
"If you join now, won't you risk your death?" If you are given such great power, you are not allowed to sacrifice your life?
"Hey, I'm going to die. If you give it a try, maybe you can get a good family background." Zhang Ye didn't care.
Chen Mu couldn't help but take another look.
It was probably this desperate fighting spirit that made him go from a small gangster to the leader of the Bailang Gang.
"I wish you good luck." Chen Mu turned around calmly.
"Thank you for your kind words!" Zhang Ye said happily and said goodbye, then turned back and went to the wooden sign under the archway to read the notice.
…
"Nanyang Mansion is not so peaceful." Carrying a bag of white wheat and ten pounds of beef, Chen Mu walked home unsteadily.
Pedestrians on the road walk slowly, most of them have rosy faces, and their lives are not difficult.
"I don't know how long this peaceful situation can last."
The Jinghong Gang was the largest gang in Nanyang Mansion, but several of its gang members were wiped out. No matter who the enemy is. All may cause confusion.
"Want to stock up on supplies?"
Then he laughed and shook his head.
Nanyang Mansion is protected by a powerful city army. Even if the gangs fight below, no major turmoil is allowed in the city. I was frightened by the chaos in Qingshan County, a bit like a frightened bird.
"How can it be possible for such an important city to be in chaos?"
"Live a peaceful life and work hard to improve your proficiency."
…
Three days later, Chen Mu wiped the sweat from his forehead.
A round cake-shaped space three meters high and about five meters in diameter appeared underground in Chen Mu's bedroom.
Sprinkle lime and secret medicine to prevent moisture and insects.
Chen Mu chanted the Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Curse.
Bags of white wheat kept appearing in the space below. They didn't stop until the pile was full.
"It's always good to take precautions before they happen. If you can't eat them, just make Bigu Pills."
Chen Mu looked at the cave full of food and felt at ease.
…
Stock up on supplies to calm down the boring practice. Chen Mu once again immersed himself in improving his proficiency.
In the meantime, the formula of Huanglong Powder was slightly adjusted based on the results of the mesothelioma test. It has been successfully launched for sale. The monthly profit is considerable, conservatively two hundred taels.
Savings are steadily rising and stable.
Two months later, Chen Mu took a deep breath.
The complex breathing method that he constantly perfected moved rhythmically.
In my mind, the red shadow became clearer and clearer.
What used to be like a mess has now become lines that can gradually be seen clearly.
Finally, after Chen Mu breathed out his last breath. My brain suddenly became clear. A clear image appears in consciousness.
It is woven with black and red lines as a whole, and has a structure similar to the fluttering edges of a skirt. The left and right sides are generally symmetrical, and suddenly look like an abstract flying bird.
Birds are changing all the time. The black and red lines are like living creatures, constantly moving and weaving, but forming a relatively stable three-dimensional structure.
"God's intention?"
In his moment of enlightenment. There was a sudden stabbing pain in the sole of my foot.
Then there was a cold feeling, as if stepping on ice, and the ice was greased.
He staggered and almost fell.
He took a step forward instinctively, but in a daze he disappeared from under the grape trellis and was suddenly face to face with the wall.
"This speed... really oils the soles of your feet!"
Chen Mu took a deep breath and brought up the gray wall.
Writing: 1756/10000/second level;
Picture: 1623/10000/second order;
Throw: 9833/10000/Level 3;
Kestrel Training Technique: Extreme;
Cooking skills: 3506/10000/second level;
Pharmacy: 5126/10000/Level 3;
Hidden Blade: 3966/10000/Level 3;
Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Spell: 4447/10000/Level 3;
"limit?"
"Have you finished practicing Kestrel's form training?"
Think back to the ever-changing wing structure in your mind.
The newly transformed body was quickly controlled.
Except for the initial bump into the wall, he has completely adapted to the change.
Chen Mu took off his shoes and socks, and a big black spot like a soybean appeared in the center of his forefoot.
When I touched it with my hand, it was slightly cold, yet pliable and hard.
As soon as my heart moved, the black spots disappeared. Recalling the intentions of the Bird God, black spots slowly emerged.
"What courage..." Chen Mu couldn't help but burst into tears.
Stumbling, bleeding and sweating. It took a year and a half to develop courage.
"I'm just an ordinary person after all." Chen Mu sighed, covering his mouth.
Well, if you don't cover him, he's afraid of laughing.
