"Do you know Five Ghost Bags?" Chen Mu was surprised.
"The Thousand Mountains Sutra has spread widely." Jie Jia said calmly.
Chen Mu was suspicious: "Why haven't I heard of it?"
Jie Jia glanced at Chen Mu: "Nurture your courage."
Chen Mu had a sneer on his face. This was because he was being criticized for his strength.
But my heart couldn't help but move. Could it be that there is some secret circle behind this world?
I was about to ask out of curiosity, but suddenly stopped.
"So what if I know. I haven't mastered Jiapo yet." Chen Mu shook his head secretly.
Knowing too much can easily make people aim too high, so it is better to practice down-to-earth.
…
After sending Jie Jia away, Chen Mu took out the five ghost bags and thought thoughtfully.
"Can the Five Ghost Bags extract the essence of the Three Treasures?" Chen Mu was not surprised at all.
The Five Ghost Bags were rather evil from the beginning. Eating meat and devouring people, with billowing black smoke, doesn't look like serious business at first glance.
"No matter how many evil uses it has, it doesn't seem to be a big deal." Chen Mu was very open-minded.
It’s easy to use, it’s not harmful to you, so what are you afraid of!
"It's better to practice my training skills honestly." After understanding the essence of Dragon Transformation Pill and Zhaodian Hong, Chen Mu lost interest in them.
He wasn't going to eat it.
"It's better to think about where to get more training skills." Chen Mu's mind was spinning.
The appearance of Mr. Ge gave Chen Mu something to think about.
There must be more than one person like this who starts to think about the family's descendants when he gets older.
Chen Mu couldn't help but narrow his eyes: "We have to inquire quietly."
"So, we still have to go to Chunfeng Tower."
"Sigh...it's all for practicing martial arts, it's a necessary social interaction, there's nothing we can do about it."
…
Half a month later, in the evening, Chunfeng Tower.
Orange lanterns are hung at random heights at the top, with red and green streamers sandwiched in between.
Under the dim light, in the gauze screen compartment, there was endless laughter.
Chen Mu wandered into the lobby on the first floor, sat in a corner booth as usual, and skillfully ordered a large table of delicious food.
Chen Mu took a sip of milk and reluctantly waved away a pretty young lady who wanted to take advantage of her.
Black smoke billowed under the feet, and five ghost paper figures emerged, spreading out in all directions along the shadows under the dim light.
The compartments of several Jinghong Gang dinner party members were all monitored by little paper figures.
"Master Kui, you have been to the north with the envoy. Can you tell us what we are going to do?" A thin man with a black mole on his nose asked with a flattering smile.
Several people nearby immediately agreed.
"I heard there were a lot of casualties last time. Did they encounter a large group of strongmen and bandits?"
Kuitu picked up the wine glass and poured it into his mouth.
"Don't even think about running away." The gloomy look on Kuituo's face was blocked by his beard: "You can't run away either."
Several men suddenly looked at each other.
"We are going to clean up the evil spirits and protect the environment and the people." Kuitu curled his lips and mocked, and drank another glass of wine.
The last experience was still before his eyes, and he was afraid!
"Are you kidding me?" The man with the black mole suddenly looked ridiculous.
How many good people are there in the world? Let them get rid of evil spirits for others?
"How about running away..." the man with the black mole said cautiously.
The eyes of several other people suddenly flickered.
"You can't run. After practicing the sand gathering formation, running will mean death." Kuituo smiled bitterly.
He had wondered before, why didn't the Jinghong Gang silence them? Aren't they afraid of contagious panic and scaring people away?
There are indeed many rewards, and many people have died in fear.
Later, when he saw the mummies hanging on flagpoles, he realized that the Jinghong Gang was confident.
"If you want to save your life, go buy some amulets." Kuitu pinched his sleeves subconsciously.
"There is a Zuming Talisman in the ghost market. For the sake of your own life, you should buy one and carry it with you even if you lose all your money." Kuituo advised sincerely.
If it hadn't been for Zu Mingfu last time, he would have really been doomed.
"Zu Ming Talisman?"
"Is it expensive?"
Several men were immediately moved.
"Three thousand taels of silver each." Kuituo twitched.
"hiss……"
"Say it again, say it again!"
Several men's necks shrank, and their flesh ached immediately.
"Money or life is more important." Kuitu couldn't help scolding him.
"Listen to the helmsman!" The man with the black mole chuckled and agreed.
Several other people also followed suit.
Kuitu shook his head and stopped trying to dissuade him.
Last time, more than ten of them entered Daliushu Village together. As a result, he came out alive.
Forget it, wish yourself luck.
…
In the corner, Chen Mu couldn't help but pause.
Quetta? Is he going north again?
So, the Jinghong Gang has restarted training?
Sikou Qing is back! Will she continue the search?
"Don't panic, don't panic." Chen Mu suppressed the restlessness in his heart.
"She was busy going north to fight the ghost monsters, so she didn't have the energy to continue investigating."
"Sincerity seems to have been severely damaged by the siege, and things have probably calmed down."
"And no one knows that Sikoyu died at my hands."
Chen Mu's mind slowly calmed down, and he couldn't help but think of the message Kuituo said.
"The Zuming Talisman seems to be able to restrain evil spirits?"
"Isn't it the same thing as the evil amulet?"
"You have to ask Jie Jia to find out."
"If it's true, no matter how expensive it is, you have to buy it!"
Although there are already five ghost bags. But with one more trump card to deal with the ghost monsters, he would have a little more peace of mind.
The message worked for him. Unfortunately it wasn't what he wanted.
A suitable customer like Mr. Ge has never been found.
"Don't worry, look for it slowly."
The Jinghong Gang is still recruiting people, and sooner or later someone will meet the requirements.
…
Chen Mu had eaten and drank enough, and several small teams of the Jinghong Gang were still punching and drinking.
The chat content gradually moved to the second and third floors of Chunfeng Building.
Chen Mu was bored and stood up to leave.
The crescent moon hung in the sky, around seven or eight o'clock in the previous life.
The night market near Fanlou in Bei City is busy.
The restaurants and teahouses along the street are brightly lit. The storytellers, listening to music, chatting and spanking were making a lot of noise.
There are also vendors setting up stalls on the streets with the help of store lights.
Chen Mu also saw a scholar lighting a lantern and writing letters on his behalf. More than two years ago, he also did this business for a few days.
Judging from the simple dress of the other party, and a slightly sad look on his face, he may not be doing well in business.
It's exactly the same as when I was waiting for business. In my memory, this scene seems to be almost yesterday, and it seems to be in the very distant past.
His arrival completely changed the life trajectory of this body.
Although it's a little tiring, it's still pretty exciting.
"My predecessor was probably satisfied as well." Chen Mu shrugged.
At least for now, I don’t have to worry about food and drink, and I’m enjoying life quite a bit.
I went into the alley, changed my appearance and clothes several times. Like a ghost, walking alone but comfortably among the crowd, gradually disappearing into the night.
…
Thinking about his future life plans, Chen Mu walked to Tongyunfang without knowing it.
Looking up, a small alley appeared in front of me.
There are houses with brick walls and gray tiles on both sides, the ground is covered with loess potholes and paths, and there are unknown green and yellow weeds at the base of the walls on both sides.
Under the moonlight, at the end of the alley, a huge banyan tree stood quietly.
"Why are you here with Old Man Ge again?" Chen Mu thought in annoyance as he patted his head.
"Maybe it becomes a habit."
"Anyway, I've been watching him on and off for a month. Now that he's here, let's take another look."
"Well... today should really be the last day. This old man will probably go north as well."
"I don't know if we will see each other again in the future." Chen Mu thought sadly.
It's really hard for ordinary people to have a hard time meeting ghost monsters.
