Nanyang Fucheng is located in the southwest of Daliang and has a hot weather.
Shanglinfang is close to Luohe River and is more humid.
But if there is wind on the river, the banks of the river will be cool and comfortable.
Chen Mu sat under the pavilion in the breeze. I slowly read the book in my hand and took a sip of brown medicinal tea from time to time.
After a while, Chen Mu put down the book and raised his head.
"There's something about this "Golden Wind and Jade Dew Jue"."
He tried to adjust the muscles on his face, making the muscles bulge and fill out the thin areas, and shrink the muscles in the fat areas.
After several attempts, it is already three-thirds similar to Jie Jia.
"If you think about it for a few more days, maybe you can develop a skill."
"It's a good thing, but it's not very proper to use."
After reading Chen Mu carefully, I realized that this book may not be that serious after all.
It contains some of the author's insights.
The author claims that he often disguises himself as a woman, hangs out in various women's clubs, uses beauty skills to make friends with beautiful women, and gives away exclusive beauty secrets.
Then use a kind of alien insect to lock the soul from thousands of miles away, track the secret medicine, and sneak into someone's boudoir at night.
Chen Mu initially thought the author was a crossdresser.
Later I found out that he was actually a flower picker!
Ventriloquism is about making the voice more feminine.
The Sleep Book is for rejuvenation.
The purpose of makeup is to penetrate the inside and facilitate the positioning of the secret medicine.
"Talent..."
Chen Mu felt greatly shocked.
…
Putting away the book, Chen Mu sat on the edge of the pavilion.
"Let's continue practicing the Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Curse."
In the past twenty days, he devoted all his energy to the Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Curse.
Frequently opening the Five Ghost Bags puts great pressure on the body.
If the time is too long, you will feel dizzy and unable to concentrate. Even though I haven't done any physical work, I still feel exhausted.
Chen Mu had to practice intermittently.
Practice the Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Mantra for half an hour, rest for half an hour, and at the same time drink medicinal tea to replenish vitality and vitality.
A low spell was uttered, and billowing black mist appeared and disappeared around Chen Mu.
A different feeling suddenly appeared.
He felt that several paragraphs of the long spell could be omitted.
He also felt like he had an extra hand.
With a thought, I brought up the gray wall.
Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Spell: 1/10000/Level 4;
Three clouds of black smoke appeared out of thin air in front of him, and then they shrank inwardly and turned into three paper figures.
The little paper figures are lifelike, with a word on their backs - spring, summer and winter.
"It's been an extra summer, but there's still an autumn missing." Chen Mu looked at the three ghost paper figures happily.
Thinking of the paper man's ability to restrain ghosts, Chen Mu found the paper man cute the more he looked at it.
Weird paper figures float.
Thick black smoke lingered.
Chen Muxiao's spring waves were rippling: "Little baby..."
Ghost paper man: "..."
…
To the north of Nanyang Fucheng, on the upper reaches of the Jinshui River, an oval-shaped island stands in the middle of the river with no visible edges.
The isolated island in the center of the river is called Shangyang Island, and green vegetation covers the entire island.
There is a complex of buildings in the center of the island. The palace has cornices and sculptures of immortals and animals, which is extraordinary.
A wide stone staircase leads directly from the central palace to the pier on the island.
The behemoth Jinghong Gang's ship was docked at the dock.
The leader of the gang, Jin Wuduan, took the lead, and the leaders and helmsmen of all the gangs, unless they were in important positions and couldn't get out, everyone else stood behind him and waited.
Everyone stood respectfully in the square in front of the palace without saying a word.
"Gang leader, did Miss Seven tell us when we will arrive?" Zhuo Yinghai, the leader of Tianqi Hall on Jin Wuduan's right, stepped forward and asked in a low voice.
"Waiting." Jin Wuduan said lightly with a smile on his face.
"Yes!" Zhuo Yinghai's eyelids twitched and he bowed and backed away.
Next to him, Zuo Sheng stared at his master with a slight frown on his face.
Who on earth is this person, worthy of his own master, the second master of Nanyang Mansion, waiting for him with the entire gang's top management all morning?
Even if we wait, shouldn't we go to the pier? What are you waiting for in the center of this island?
Before he could figure it out, a small black dot flew from the sky at high speed.
Before Zuo Sheng could see clearly, the black spot expanded rapidly.
A giant eagle with a wingspan of seven or eight meters fell from the sky.
A strong wind blew up, making everyone's clothes rustle.
Two figures jumped down from the eagle's back.
The leader is a heroic woman in her mid-twenties, wearing gold thread and white clothes.
The other person has emerald jade hair on his head and is dressed like a man.
The eyes are slender, and there is something sharp between opening and closing.
Behind him is a handsome young man wearing gold thread and white clothes.
"Seventh Miss, Thirteenth Young Master, it's been a hard journey." Jin Wuduan smiled and came forward.
"Uncle Jin, long time no see." The woman replied with a smile.
"We haven't seen each other in ten years. There are some new faces." The woman glanced at all the hall masters.
"My name is Sikou Qing, and this is my younger brother Sikou Yu. The Jinghong Gang owes its current prestige to all of you for your vigorous development."
"My trip has brought a lot of honors to the palace. As long as you work hard and reward your merits later, you will be richly rewarded." Sikou said in a clear voice.
All the hall masters were immediately excited and bowed to express their thanks.
Sikou Qing nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand to drive away the giant eagle, and headed towards the palace first.
Sikou Yu fell a few steps behind, turned around to glance at everyone, and suddenly said: "Where is Lin Que?"
Everyone couldn't help but stop.
"Some time ago, there was a conflict between the gang and Zhu Yi Pavilion, and Hall Master Lin unfortunately died." Jin Wujuan explained.
"How to deal with it?" Si Koyu asked curiously.
"I beat up their pavilion master." Jin Wuduan said with a smile.
"Uncle Jin is still the same bad-tempered person." Sikou Qing said with a smile.
"What a pity..." Sikou Yu shook his head: "If it were me, I would have to destroy Zhu Yi Pavilion."
"Yu'er, don't talk nonsense! Zhuyi Pavilion belongs to the Zhang family, how can we destroy it just as we want?" Sikou Qing frowned and shouted softly.
Sikou Yu curled his lips and stopped refuting.
The crowd surrounded the two people and walked into the hall.
In the crowd, Sun Fu stared at Sikou Yu with his little eyes, thoughts flashing through his mind.
"The relationship between this young master and Lin Que seems to be unusual..."
Then he looked up at Zuo Sheng.
Recently, for some reason, he always felt that something was wrong with the way Zuo Sheng looked at him.
"You're not trying to silence me, are you?"
…
Nanyang Mansion, Beishi, Xinyuan Tea House.
Chen Mu was sitting in the corner of the lobby, with a pot of tea and two plates of sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the table.
He practiced the Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Curse at home for a month, which made him dizzy.
Although I still want to continue to eat, my spirit is really exhausted.
I just want to stay up all night reading novels in my previous life, and I still want to read them, but I’m really sleepy and panicking.
Chen Mu had to take a day off and go out to drink tea and listen to music to relax.
He didn't like the tea at Xinyuan Tea House, but he was quite interested in the various snacks here.
He would order one kind every time he came.
Order one and he will imitate it.
Five have been learned so far.
"There are thirteen more kinds, which is really good." Chen Mu thought happily as he looked at the menu price list hanging on the wall.
"If the owner of the tea house knew about it, would he kick me out?" Chen Mu said cheerfully.
"Brother Chen!" A clear childish voice suddenly sounded from behind.
Chen Mu frowned and turned around: "Which kid is so rude and scares people behind their backs!"
"Brother Chen, it's me, why has your face changed?" The Chengming Taoist boy was wearing a brand new brocade suit, a longevity lock around his neck, and a safety bracelet on his hand.
Those who didn’t know thought he was a young master from a certain landowner family.
Chen Mu was a little helpless. When he leaves home, he uses a new disguise technique to adjust his facial structure.
Jie Jia might not even recognize him in person. How did you recognize this little guy?
"Where are your adults? There are people kidnapping children in the city, so don't dare run around." Chen Mu stared and threatened.
"Brother Chen, stop pretending." Chengming smiled.
"Don't yell, I'm not your brother Chen."
"Who are you."
"I'm not."
"You are!"
"I really am not."
"I can smell the Bigu Pill!" Chengming climbed onto the long chair opposite Chen Mu, put his hands on the table and glared at Chen Mu.
Chen Mu: "..." Rice balls, rice balls, mine are rice balls!
Can we forget to mention Bigu Pill?
Chen Mu reached out and pushed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in front of Xiao Daotong: "Dog nose!"
"Hehe..." Taoist boy Chengming grabbed three pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and stuffed them all into his mouth in one gulp.
