"Aren't the children of aristocratic families running rampant in the world?" Chen Mu sighed helplessly.
Although Five Ghosts Moving Mountains can break the spiritual light, it consumes too much.
He was exhausted after exerting force twice last night. If Sikou Yu could hold on for a little longer, he would definitely die.
Even if there is a magic weapon like this, how can other people in the world survive if they meet the children of aristocratic families?
"That's all." Jie Jia said calmly, "It's not like I haven't killed anyone before."
Chen Mu: "..."
See what you can do! You are the only one who has killed a member of aristocratic families, right?
I just killed one last night!
So Chen Mu also said with a calm face: "It's really not good."
Jie Jia looked at Chen Mu sideways.
Chen Mu was unmoved and felt very happy.
No explanation!
We are not that kind of vain people.
It's not like you, an old man, who spends all day chatting with old calendars.
…
After the meal, Chen Mu hung a lantern in the pavilion and lit the incense of insect repellent. Serve two cups of herbal tea for digestion and fatigue relief.
He handed Jie Jia a cup and continued to ask for advice: "What should I do if I encounter a protective spiritual light?"
The money has been given, but you still have to ask clearly what you should ask.
Jie Jia took a sip of herbal tea and glanced at Chen Mu: "Didn't you say it was bad?"
Chen Mu looked indifferent: "Yes. I just want to know how useless they are."
Jie Jia: "..."
After a long while, he said calmly: "If you can't run away, just wait to die."
"Isn't there any way?" Chen Mu was not worried: "Not even Jia Po?"
Jie Jia shook his head: "Aura is transformed from courage, and is stronger than courage."
“Can you smash a bowl of ice with a bowl of water?”
"If you encounter it, just run away. Just a little scratch and you're gone."
"So only magic weapons can break the spiritual light?" Chen Mu thought thoughtfully.
Jiejia rolled his eyes, glanced at Chen Mu and asked, "Your hidden sword, is the ebony one the same as the wrought iron one?"
Chen Mu was startled, and then suddenly realized that there were three, six or nine levels of magical weapons.
Whether it can be broken or not, you have to touch it to find out.
"No wonder." Chen Mu muttered.
Si Kouyu always had a condescending attitude, looking at him like an ant, and kept scolding the inferior people.
Now that I think about it, the children of aristocratic families and ordinary civilians are indeed two different species.
A young man from an aristocratic family can kill a Jiapo master with just his protective aura.
"Decades of hard training, but still not as good as someone else," Chen Mu sighed: "It's such a desperate world..."
Jie Jia glanced at Chen Mu: "Don't underestimate Jia Po so much."
Chen Mu's heart moved. Is there any other way to break the spiritual light?
"If the pressure given to the water is high enough, its instantaneous explosive power can easily break the ice." Jie Jia said calmly.
Chen Mu's heart suddenly moved, thinking of the high-pressure water jet in his previous life.
The ice cube was indeed vulnerable to that thing.
"How do you think I killed those children of the aristocratic families?" Jie Jia asked calmly.
"Isn't it a magic weapon?"
"They are not worthy yet." Jie Jia said calmly.
Chen Mu: "..."
What an arrogant old man!
"It's hard to tell if the aura is complete. But those from the aristocratic family..." Jie Jia said without raising his eyelids: "They are just incomplete products produced by the magic weapon. Without the support of the magic weapon, the aura will be destroyed."
"Ordinary courage is of poor quality. You can use secret techniques to temporarily increase your courage to resist the aura."
"As long as the power of the magic weapon disappears, the spiritual light will be shattered. Without that turtle shell, the children of the aristocratic family are just lambs waiting to be slaughtered."
Jie Jia looked indifferent: "If the secret technique is strong enough, it would be easier. Break it and kill it directly."
"Of course, there are only a few people who master this secret technique." Old God Jie Jia is here.
Chen Mu: "..." Okay, I know you are capable. You are the kind of master who has mastered powerful secret techniques, okay? !
Hey, I worked so hard that I relied on the five ghost bags to chew Sikou Yu to death. The old man in front of him could kill the opponent with just a wave of his hand.
This gap... tsk tsk. As expected, I am still that ordinary little transparent person.
Chen Mu sighed and accepted his ordinaryness.
Don't ask about the secret technique anymore. He hasn't even understood You Po yet, so asking now is in vain.
"It's better to practice my training skills steadily."
…
After seeing off Jie Jia, Chen Mu began to review last night's actions.
After a day off, he had adjusted his mentality. The shock caused by the emotional impact of the Five Ghost Bags was gradually accepted.
"From the beginning to the end, I didn't use my true identity."
"Wearing a mask and changing clothes before killing someone."
"The site was also moved and cleaned using five ghost bags."
"On the way back, I changed my clothes several times, took Ningxiang Pills, and even went into the Luo River to wash myself thoroughly."
"Broken wooden boards, broken iron lotus seeds, silver coins, and even the corpses of men in black, everything brought out from Chunfeng Tower was thrown into the Luohe River."
"It's impossible to trace it from the Chunfeng Tower scene." Chen Mu felt relieved.
"Sincerity happened to go to Chunfeng Tower and took the blame for me. At present, it seems that Si Kouyu's death and I have nothing to do with each other." Chen Mu gradually felt relieved.
Touching his face, Chen Mu said thoughtfully: "Chen Mu's identity in Qingshan County has always been a bit of a hidden danger."
"The grudge between me and Sikou Yu originated from Lin Que."
"And there were loopholes in Lin Que's death after all." Chen Mu thought of Zuo Sheng.
The bright moon hung high that night, and on the way back, I happened to bump into Zuo Sheng, who had come for an unknown purpose. It was impossible for the other party to not think of it: "Then that's why Sun Fu doubted me."
"Fortunately, since I moved here, I've been hiding my true identity."
He used to change his appearance every time he went out to meet people, and would fine-tune it at home.
Even the faces that Jie Jia saw on weekdays were different from those of Chen Mu at first.
"We still need to continue to study the shape-changing technique." Chen Mu took a look at his proficiency.
Shapeshifting: 4940/10000/level one;
He never cultivated deliberately, he only spent his free time thinking about it, and secretly changed his appearance when he saw people. Before you know it, the shape-shifting technique is already halfway through.
Thinking of the massive search in Nanyang City, Chen Mu decided to stay behind closed doors.
Jie Jia can treat the children of aristocratic families as if they were nothing. Others obviously can't.
Chen Mu, a little transparent person, is even more terrible.
Otherwise, Sikou Yu wouldn't be so arrogant.
Except for a few people like Jie Jia, the children of aristocratic families can indeed dominate the world.
If it weren't for the civil strife in Daliang, Nanyang Mansion would rarely be a safe place. Chen Mu is about to run away overnight.
"It's better to hide at home for a while."
"I just can't see Miss Yutao."
"Forget it, safety first."
"If you don't break through the first level of Shapeshifting, it's better not to go out."
…
Early morning, Daliushu Village.
Kuituo's eyes were bloodshot and he rushed out of the village in embarrassment.
His hair was messy and his clothes were covered with white salt stains. Those were the marks left by the clothes soaked with sweat.
He ran around the village all night last night!
But no matter how he ran, he couldn't find a way out. Every time I go to the Tutu Temple.
The dozen or so men were standing at the door, warmly inviting him in to have barbecue.
If the thing on his chest hadn't kept him awake due to the burning hot thing on his chest, he would have died last night.
He reached into his arms and took out a small brown leather roll about the width of his hand and the thickness of his thumb. Unwrap the thin linen rope tied to the leather roll and unfold it.
I saw that the brown leather roll was covered with red dots like stars, and the dots were connected by silk threads. When you look at it suddenly, it looks like a dynamic pattern.
This is what Tang Zhang Ye gave him early yesterday morning.
At that time, the picture on the leather scroll was as scarlet as blood, but now it is dim with only a little watermark left.
Looking up towards Daliu Shu Village.
At some point, five or six old people appeared under the willow tree, playing chess with cattail fans.
Seven or eight naked children were playing nearby.
This scene is exactly the same as yesterday! Kuitu had goosebumps all over his body at that time.
Evil!
Kuitu suddenly noticed a figure.
The child who was scared to tears by him yesterday was peeing and muddying with his back turned.
As if noticing his gaze, her head suddenly turned 180 degrees, and while peeing, she opened her big mouth and smiled at him.
Kuitu: "..."
grass!
