Nanyang Mansion, Tongyunfang near Jian'anmen in the north of the city.
In the middle of the night, Mr. Ge hummed a little tune and walked slowly home.
When they reached a fork in the road, Mr. Ge looked at the two roads in confusion.
The road was straight and wide, but it was a little far from home. The path is a bit winding, but you can get home faster.
On weekdays, he found the path narrow and uneven, so he rarely walked on it.
But at this time, in the dead of night, his sleepy eyelids were twitching. The thoughts in my mind turned around, and I turned around and walked into the path.
Under the bright moonlight, a ball of black smoke floated in the shadow behind him like a will-o'-the-wisp, as he walked silently down the path.
…
Half an hour later.
Mr. Ge walked out of the alley and came to the door of his house. He couldn't help but shudder, and goosebumps could not help appearing on his arms.
"I'm old, I can't stand the cold air at night." Rubbing his arms, Mr. Ge opened the door and went home.
After washing for a while, I got into bed and fell asleep.
A street away, standing on a big tree, Chen Mu sighed helplessly: "You don't even take a look at something as important as practicing the art of shaping before going to bed?"
"Thank you, luckily you met me." Chen Mu snorted.
If other time travelers see it, you won't be able to get out of the small black alley!
"Forget it, there is a long way to go, there will always be opportunities." Chen Mu sighed, stood up and left.
…
Half an hour later, Mr. Ge, who was sleeping soundly in the room, suddenly woke up with a startle.
He got out of bed silently, opened the door quietly, and jumped up to the roof to look around.
It took a long time before I returned to the room and took a deep breath: "Maybe I'm suspicious."
On the way back, he always felt like someone was staring at him.
This is the reason why he has been living well in the world for many years and has earned such a big business.
"The older you get in the world, the less courage you have. Hey..." Mr. Ge shook his head and laughed.
"What if you get caught? You won't make a big mistake by being careful."
Go back to the room, light the oil lamp, and pluck a blue brick from the wall.
The interior of the light suit was hollowed out, containing a cloth scroll that was as long as a palm and as thick as an egg.
He walked to the long desk, opened it, and studied it carefully under the dim light.
"Sigh... If I had practiced the White Jade Toad Forming Technique back then, I would have mastered it ten years earlier."
"Bad luck!" Mr. Ge couldn't help but secretly hate it.
I think he is also a very talented person.
As a result, I was limited by the resources of the exercises, wasting my life, and was still in the stage of marrow transformation.
"Fortunately, my grandson has a higher starting point." Mr. Ge was pleased.
My son is not very talented and is considered useless. However, his grandson inherited his martial arts qualifications from generation to generation. Coupled with this white jade toad training technique.
As long as the accumulation period is safely passed, the Ge family will surely prosper.
Now he was looking more attentively: "As soon as I complete the Jinghong Gang mission, I will go home and teach my little grandson how to get started."
Just looking at it, I felt that the neat handwriting in front of me became blurry and enchanting, like a girl from Chunfeng Tower dancing.
Plop!
Elder Ge's forehead hit the long table.
"grass!"
"Sure enough, it's really crazy!"
…
Two quarters of an hour later, two sleepy mice lay at the entrance of the mouse hole in the northwest corner of the room.
A bat fell from the rafters.
Next to the lamp, there was a circle of sleeping insects and moths.
puff!
A cloud of red smoke exploded in Ge Lao's nose.
Mr. Ge, who was already drowsy, felt his body twitching for a while, and then he fell asleep even more.
Chen Mu pushed the door open and was satisfied with the effect of the magical smoke.
"What a wonderful technique." Chen Mu sighed as he watched the white jade toad practice its form.
If it weren't for the lack of divine intention, its value would even be higher than the Blue-Eyed Golden Ape Training Technique.
"Plundering for thousands of years, the family must have hidden so many exquisite skills." Chen Mu swallowed with greed.
"Forget it...don't be impulsive."
Chen Mu removed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the Five Ghosts bag, threw Mr. Ge who was sleeping like a dead pig onto the bed next to him, and then started copying.
"Rejoice. You met me." Chen Mu hummed to Mr. Ge while copying quickly.
If you meet anyone else, I'll give you all my kidneys!
Mr. Ge, who was lying face down and with his neck crooked, trembled all over, as if he had had some terrible nightmare.
…
Early the next morning, the sun shone on Mr. Ge's face through the crack in the window.
Mr. Ge raised his eyelids and woke up suddenly. He stood up like a carp and fell onto the bed again with a thud.
But he didn't bother to get up, and touched his neck where he felt severe pain all the time in surprise: "Haha! It's still there! It's still there!"
He had a nightmare last night, dreaming about being beheaded. It hurt.
But no matter how severe the pain was, he just couldn't wake up.
Unable to wake up, the dream continued to repeat, and then he had his neck chopped off all night long.
"It turns out it was a stiff neck." Mr. Ge breathed a sigh of relief.
Before his neck was chopped off, he had a strange dream.
I dreamed that I was knocked down with poison.
"It's true that the older you get, the less courageous you become. How could I be fooled..." Mr. Ge suddenly stiffened.
He frowned and looked at the desk.
The white jade toad training technique is fully deployed, and the faint scent of ink lingers in the nose.
Mr. Ge: "..."
"grass!"
…
After a long while, Mr. Ge came back to his senses.
With a lonely look on his face, he was about to pack up his training skills.
Fortunately, the person I met this time was a strong man with a certain bottom line.
He didn't kill himself, and he didn't directly take away the training technique.
"Don't want me to be grateful to you!" Ge Lao thought through gritted teeth.
He has never suffered such a big loss. His face turned red with anger.
"We can't stay here any longer." Mr. Ge thought as he walked to the desk.
My home has been stolen. If I continue to live here, I am seeking death.
"What is this?" An egg-sized porcelain bottle next to the scroll caught his attention.
Carefully remove the stopper and use chopsticks to hold the far-empty porcelain bottle inside.
Two peanuts and scarlet pills rolled out.
"Why does this thing look so familiar, doesn't it?!"
Mr. Ge didn't care whether it was poisonous or not, so he quickly picked it up and smelled it.
Dragon Transformation Pill? !
Can’t be wrong!
Does the person who stole his training skills stay?
"What is this? Charity? Humiliation? I will never be grateful to you!" Mr. Ge roared with bloodshot eyes.
His right hand calmly put the Dragon Transformation Pill into a porcelain bottle and silently put it into his arms.
…
On the street ten meters away from Ge's hometown, there is a breakfast snack stall.
Chen Mu slowly ate the smooth wontons, occasionally adding a piece of crispy scallion pancake.
"Probably he won't make the matter a big deal." Chen Mu noticed Mr. Ge's honest right hand.
Chen Mu breathed a sigh of relief.
It's useless for him to keep the Dragon Transformation Pill anyway. It's very cost-effective to exchange two of them for a book of exquisite training techniques.
"I don't know if I can change with someone else." Chen Mu's eyes lit up.
Chen Mu knew that the Dragon Transformation Pill was harmful, but these people in the world didn’t know that there were pitfalls in the Dragon Transformation Pill! He was immediately moved.
But after thinking about it, I still gave up.
"The rivers and lakes are dangerous, and fair transactions are hard to do." Chen Mu shook his head helplessly.
He really wanted to exchange the Dragon Transformation Pill for the secret book.
But those ruthless charlatans may want more. For example...his life.
"Anyway, I have another training book, so I'd better practice it honestly."
