Sun Fu woke up in a daze, and his eyes were pitch black. He knew he was being blindfolded.
Chen Mu? !
What is that weird paper man?
How could Chen Mu have such a method?
A cold voice suddenly sounded: "Why are you pursuing Chen Mu?"
Sun Fu's heart skipped a beat. Sure enough, it was because of that scholar. He was about to deny it when he suddenly rolled his eyes and said, "It was Hall Master Zuo who asked me to investigate."
Chen Mu and Zuo Sheng are on the same side, but maybe they can try to sow discord, and maybe there is a chance of survival.
Click!
Chen Mu indifferently took back the hand that broke the other person's neck.
"Full of nonsense."
"The people in Chunfeng Tower are not Zuo Sheng."
This person is not telling the truth. If you ask too many questions, you will only be misled.
"Think it over before you speak." Chen Mu turned to look at Tao'er, who was gagged and trembling with a pale face.
…
Three days later, early morning.
Shanglinfang, Chenzhai.
Chen Mu sat in the pavilion and carefully reviewed his actions over the past few days.
He had buried Sun Fu and the tabby cat under the big willow tree outside the courtyard.
Chen Mu looked up at the willow tree blowing in the wind, as if saying hello.
"Grow faster and give the pavilion more shade."
Ever since I realized the magical effect of synaesthesia on the ghost paper man. Chen Mu released the paper man and used it as a secret whistle.
That night, the thief was discovered by the ghost paper man as soon as he climbed up the willow tree.
He wanted to kill him, but he held back.
What if he is a master? What if it was to lure him out? What if there is someone behind it?
There aren't any valuables at home anyway. I sleep in the bedroom of the house next door. Let him turn it over as he pleases.
When the other party left, he threw out a small paper man and let it fly high for a look. As a result, he saw Sun Fu.
"Thankfully I have a steady hand!"
"Ebony..." A hidden sword suddenly appeared in Chen Mu's hand.
"Still a baby."
He has not been idle these days.
Disguise their faces and use small paper figures to secretly spy on the strong men in Chunfeng Tower.
"The Jinghong Gang is indeed looking for someone. From the conversation, the target seems to be a Taoist priest." Chen Mu relaxed slightly: "The leader is not Zuo Sheng, but a young man whose name I don't know."
"Sun Fu also seems to have been deemed to have escaped privately."
Chen Mu immediately had no intention of delving further.
Sun Fu was dead, but it didn't cause him any trouble.
If you continue to explore, it may lead to disaster.
"Let's continue to improve my proficiency."
…
Chunfeng Tower.
"Run away?" Sikou Yu frowned slightly.
"Yes. We also searched his home and several secret residences. I guess Sun Fu ran away that night." The strong man in black said slightly nervously.
"I can't see it." Sikoyu said meaningfully.
Probably he was given to Shen Jiang by Zuo Sheng.
I originally wanted to use Sun Fu to take the initiative to befriend Zuo Sheng.
Now there is no need for it, they just arrested the people themselves.
"It's so uncouth!" Sikou Yu curled his lips and suddenly lost interest in making friends.
He's just an illegitimate son from an aristocratic family. Without the support of the family's secret medicine, it would be a fluke to be able to practice You Po. The future is limited, so there is no need to deliberately make friends.
"Go on and find that Taoist!" Sikou Yu threw the matter behind him in the blink of an eye.
"yes."
…
Half a month later, Beishi.
Chen Mu adjusted his facial muscles and turned into a round-faced man with small eyes, strolling into the fresh food street.
As soon as I walked into the alley, a strong fragrance penetrated my nostrils.
Chen Mu turned around and saw Boss Qi from Qi's snack shop.
The other party also happened to see Chen Mu.
Boss Qi unconsciously smiled on his face.
Another guest.
This is his pride in making pies for many years. He is confident that as long as he smells the taste of his pies, he will definitely buy two and try them.
Sure enough, the round-faced man's nostrils twitched and his throat subconsciously made swallowing movements.
Isn’t this business coming?
Then he saw the round-faced man walking next to the snack shop and looking at his pie.
Just when he was about to open his mouth to greet business, the other party smiled: "Lao Qi's pie... I can make it too!"
Then he walked away shaking his head with his hands behind his back.
Boss Qi: "..."
You're going to make a fool of yourself!
Come here and don’t buy cakes, just because you say you can make them?
are you crazy!
Chen Mu happily continued to visit the fresh food street.
I randomly checked the name of a butcher shop, ordered five heads of freshly killed pork, and went home.
…
In the afternoon, in the pavilion of Chen's house.
The five ghost bags were completely replenished, and Chen Mu recited the spell skillfully.
As of now, only five notes remain in the opening spell of the Five Ghost Curse. It turns on almost instantly.
Black smoke filled the entire body, rapidly condensing and shrinking inward.
Four fat, thin, tall or short paper figures lined up in front of Chen Mu.
"In spring, summer, autumn and winter, we can have a table of mahjong together, haha..."
I practiced during the day, brushed at night, lit a lamp and boiled oil for a month, and finally reached the fifth level of the Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Curse, and created the fourth ghost paper man.
"Another detective sentry." Chen Mu happily looked at the new paper man.
The paper figure with the word "Autumn" is slightly short and fat, with a naive expression on its face. The body is covered with red lines as usual, and there is a dark "Autumn" on the back.
A wave of his hand.
The four paper figures turned into black smoke and disappeared.
The next moment he appeared out of thin air beside the wall.
"Eight meters, the distance increases by one meter."
This means that with Chen Mu as the center, the radius of eight meters is within the carrying distance of the five ghost bags.
He can collect supplies from a distance of eight meters, and release smoke from a distance of eight meters. He can also use a small paper man as a sentinel from a distance of eight meters.
"Based on this, if you train five ghosts, the distance will increase to nine meters?" Chen Mu thought thoughtfully.
Within this range, combined with the Mystic Smoke, it is simply a powerful tool for clearing the area! Within nine meters, it is faster and more stealthy than the Iron Lotus Seed!
"It would be great if it could be ninety meters away." Chen Mu thought greedily.
In addition, he also had an unexpected gain.
Use Kestrel Divine Intent continuously.
The proficiency has not improved, but the insights continue to come.
The strength has changed from the size of an ordinary soybean to... to the size of a relatively plump soybean.
"Can I still continue to practice the Kestrel Forming Technique?" Chen Mu was puzzled.
…
"Want to know?" Jie Jia swallowed the last mouthful of Lao Qi's fire.
He took out a white handkerchief to wipe the corners of his mouth, and looked at Chen Mu's left sleeve with an indifferent expression.
Then Minghuang's eyes froze, and he immediately turned to look at the corner of Chen Mu's clothes on the right side.
This time, his eyelids couldn't help but lift up, and he looked at the bag on Chen Mu's waist.
After a while, he raised his head and looked at Chen Mu with a puzzled look on his face.
"You don't know where I hid the money now, do you?" Chen Mu chuckled.
Then he took out two taels of silver from his left sleeve with a look of embarrassment and handed it to Jie Jia.
Jie Jia frowned even more tightly.
There was clearly no silver in his left sleeve just now.
Chen Mu smiled more and more proudly.
We have five ghost bags! Hide your money wherever you want!
As the opening spell gradually shortens. The five ghost bags are more convenient to use.
"A complete form training technique will have supporting secret techniques. It can greatly increase the power of moves." Jie Jia put away the silver coins and said in confusion.
"The Kestrel training technique is too simple and there is no secret technique." Jie Jia returned to calmly.
"As for the insights you mentioned, well, it's probably because you slept too deeply..." Jie Jia rolled his eyes and glanced at Chen Mu lightly.
Does it mean that I think too much and am dreaming? Chen Mu rolled his eyes. Did not continue to explore.
Chen Mu doesn't have much desire for secret arts. It's better if it works, and it doesn't matter if it doesn't.
Anyway, he has the proficiency, and he will know if he has it if he keeps practicing.
