"The plan was ruined." Chen Mu sighed.
"I'm really not suitable for lurking."
Black smoke billowed in the palm of his hand, and "Bone Diagnosis and Physiology Examination" disappeared.
He turned back and glanced at the two old men Ding who were chatting at the door.
He looked up again in the direction of the spiral staircase.
Chen Mu silently put his hand on the bookshelf, billowing black smoke quietly filling the air.
Half an hour later, Chen Mu hurriedly left with a dark face.
In the five ghost bags, there are dozens of medical books, poison books, and sword secret books.
The gate of Wuziying camp.
"Brother Song, call your brothers, let's go to Chunfeng Tower and have fun together." Old Man Ding beamed.
"I won't disturb your elegance, you can go and enjoy yourself."
After all, if you are not cool, you may not have the chance to be cool.
After sending Old Man Ding away from Le Dian Dian, Chen Mu looked back at the red lacquer door.
"It seems that we are destined to be together."
After what happened to Xing Laoliu, he no longer dared to stay in the inner city military camp.
It's okay now, but what if someone finds out?
"The third level of Shapeshifting is still not enough."
…
In the evening, the prefect's Yamen in the inner city. In the clerk's office cubicle next to the warehouse.
The fat boss Chen, who was supposed to be resting after get off work, stood in the room with an embarrassed look on his face.
Several candles as thick as a child's arm were lit around the room, illuminating the room that was just a little dark.
Zongtai sat at the head of the table with a gloomy look.
He stared at Old Man Ding kneeling in the center of the room: "Where did that Song Jiang come from?"
"He's a strong man from Liangshan Mountain in the north." Old Ding, who had a bruised nose and swollen face and was wearing only a single coat, didn't dare to hide it.
He was in a cool mood in Chunfeng Tower, but as soon as he climbed onto the bed, he was knocked unconscious by a punch.
Naked, I took out the quilt and only had time to grab a single piece of clothing to cover my shame before being brought here.
"Where is Liangshan?" Zongtai took a deep breath.
It's nothing if dozens of medical books, poison books, and sword secret books are lost in the library.
Just find that person and ask him to come back. And as long as you give enough money, you can even allow the other party to make a copy and keep it.
But after searching for a long time, he couldn't find Song Jiang!
"The other party is a Liangshan hero, don't you know?" Old Man Ding looked stunned.
Zongtai was confused: "Liangshan hero? Is he famous?"
"Eating big chunks of meat, big bowls of wine, and big scales to divide the gold among the one hundred and eight generals in Liangshan. You don't know?!" Old Man Ding looked in disbelief.
Zongtai looked at Chief Chen in confusion: "Do you know?"
Fat Chief Chen: "I...should I know?"
"What's going on?!" Zongtai suddenly had a bad feeling.
Old Man Ding also noticed something was wrong and did not dare to hide his actions in the past few days.
The more Zongtai listened, the darker his face became: "You said they all went to Wuzi Camp?"
"Yes, I sent it in personally!" Old Man Ding swore quickly.
"But in the past four days, no one has reported to Wuzi Camp!" Zongtai stared at Old Man Ding fiercely.
He still doesn't understand.
Old man Ding was tricked by that group of people!
I was also fooled by that group of people!
Right under his nose, those people blatantly stole four books on physical training and dozens of medical books on swordsmanship!
Because of his carelessness, he almost leaked the news.
King Chao Tian had to attack the city in advance to avoid causing catastrophe, so he was punished to guard the library.
Now something goes wrong again...
Zongtai's eyes turned red when he thought about the possible consequences of continuing to be alienated!
"You greedy old man...damn it!"
With a click, Zongtai crushed the armrest of the seat to pieces!
Old Man Ding's face turned pale with fright, and he collapsed to the ground.
Manager Chen's body trembled with fat, and sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead. He also received money.
Feeling Zongtai's murderous eyes on him, Chief Chen's legs suddenly became weak.
Zongtai took a deep breath and suppressed the murderous impulse.
He glared at Chief Chen fiercely: "Bring people to ransack his house. Come here, take off all this old guy's clothes and hang him on the flagpole outside the sixth room of the Yamen!"
"Food and drink are provided. Don't let him die. Hang him for a month!"
"I want to let those cunning little officials know that whoever dares to make money regardless of face, I will let him not get the money and lose the face!"
The two soldiers rushed in like wolves and tigers, and tore the old man's clothes twice.
He lifted up the opponent's skinny arms, ignored the opponent's whining and struggling, and dragged him out of the room like a dead dog.
"If you hadn't married the third child's sister, I would have hung you up." Zongtai stared at Fatty Chen coldly and said.
"Thank you, Second Master!" Director Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
Zongtai glanced at the other party expressionlessly: "Go and confess to Jia Laosan yourself."
"If you really miss the king's important event, Jia Laosan won't be able to protect you."
Chief Chen's expression froze.
"Don't take any chances, I can go to ABC, let alone you." Zongtai said calmly.
He immediately stood up and left, without looking back, and said calmly: "Send me the information on those people."
He had never been played like this before.
try to find!
No matter how hard it takes, we have to find it!
…
night
On the edge of the inner city, Lin Hengfang.
"Taohuafang and Shanglinfang cannot go back."
The identity information of Chen Mu and Chen Jia is recorded.
If someone really wants to check, they can check it by following the registration information of these two identities.
"The Cunning Rabbit's Three Caves are still useful."
The house he lives in now is three blocks away from Lin Hengfang's old house.
He also used a small paper man to check the door opposite the old house, which was already empty.
"There is a big mansion in the prefect's yamen, so I wouldn't live in this small house." Chen Mu thought as he took a sip of tea.
Three syllables came out of his mouth to activate the Five Ghosts Moving Mountains spell.
Black smoke billowed, and dozens of books were suddenly piled on the desk.
Chen Mu sorted through each book.
"There are twenty-seven medical books and poison books. You can continue to practice your pharmaceutical skills. Just put them in one hour before going to bed."
Chen Mu continued to read.
"Three swordsmanship secret books and two hidden weapon secrets. They can only be used to gain some knowledge."
Although the thing is not bad, it is not very useful against the fourth-level iron lotus and the hidden sword. At most, it can help him broaden his horizons.
"The first floor is almost boring after all."
He took these two books to make up for it.
After all, there are so many martial arts secret books on display, and if you don’t pick up two, you’ll always feel like you’re at a loss.
Chen Mu put the two away: "If you have time, just read it. If you don't have time, forget it."
"Seven books of secret records of Jianghu. This is good. I have something to pass the time."
If he hadn't been afraid that there would be too many empty spaces on the bookshelf and the middle-aged gatekeeper would see the flaw, he would have wanted to get some more secrets.
"We have to see what Daliang Jianghu looks like."
It has been more than three years since he came to this world. He is either staying at home or preparing to move and continue to stay at home. I really lack understanding of this strange world.
"These four books are the highlight." Chen Mu happily took out four books on training techniques and couldn't help but read them again.
The last book is called Yunmeng Shaping Technique, which has one hundred and eight variations of breathing techniques, which is also quite good.
Compared with the previous three high-end training techniques, it's a bit hip-stretching.
But if you train with Kestrel...
Forget it, let’s not compare, the little spicy chicken will always be the little spicy chicken.
"After careful calculation, I have accumulated ten training books?!"
Half of them are high-end training techniques.
Chen Mu himself was a little surprised.
On such a happy day, how about... Chunfeng Tower?
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