In the evening, the attractive fragrance wafts out of the backyard of Heshengtang again.
Chen Mujiejia ate quickly in silence.
Both of them were big-bellied men, and the entire table of food was quickly wiped out.
Immediately black smoke billowed, and all the dishes and chopsticks became clean.
Black smoke filled the air above the wooden trash can in the corner. A pile of bones and vegetable juice fell into it.
Jie Jia looked at Chen Mu complicatedly.
"What's wrong?" Chen Mu stared at Jie Jia and spread his hands: "Isn't this very convenient?"
Jie Jia had to nod.
However, the feeling of using a magic weapon like this is really...indescribable!
Chen Mu rolled his eyes.
"Are all the ghost monsters outside the city gone?"
"It's gone." Jie Jia took the tea cup handed over by Chen Mu and nodded.
"Is the waterway from here to Lijiang Acropolis safe?" Chen Mu's eyes lit up.
"Before, the ghosts were only around Nanyang Fucheng, but there were none on the Li River..."
As Jie Jia spoke, the hand holding the tea cup suddenly stopped.
This guy doesn't want to run away now, does he?
"Then I'll leave tomorrow!" Chen Mu said excitedly.
Although Nanyang Mansion is temporarily safe. But after King Chao is gone, what if King Li comes again?
If you can't stay too much, it's better not to stay too much.
Jie Jia put down the tea cup and drooped his eyelids.
Without Xie Sui, the guy in front of him doesn't need to be escorted by him personally.
A deal is gone...
"By the way, do you know this thing?" Chen Mu suddenly said as if he thought of something.
A long black stick emerged with black smoke.
Jie Jia glanced at the long black stick on the table, and a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.
"This is..." Just after saying these two words, Jie Jia suddenly paused.
He narrowed his eyes and turned to Chen Mu's left arm.
"Here, give it!" Chen Mu rolled his eyes, took out ten taels of silver and handed it to Jie Jia.
Jie Jia slowly lowered his head, glanced at Yin Zi, then slowly stretched out his right hand and spread his fingers.
"Five...fifty taels?!"
"Hey! Are you getting darker and darker now?!
"I used to ask for just two taels of silver, why has the price increased now?!" Chen Mu glared at Jie Jia.
Jie Jia looked at Chen Mu calmly and said nothing.
"Speak quickly!" Chen Mu gritted his teeth and took out another forty taels of silver.
He was carrying a huge debt, and he wished he could use one tael of silver as two taels, but he was suddenly cheated out of fifty taels by Jie Jia, with a look of reluctance on his face.
Jie Jia slowly rubbed the silver beads.
The travel expenses for the escort are gone, but the information consultation fee is coming!
…
"Soul-fixing stake."
"Take the heart of a locust tree that is over a hundred years old and use secret techniques to refine it."
"This one..." Jie Jia lightly traced the long black stick with two fingers: "At least three hundred years."
"This thing is locust wood? Are you kidding me?" Chen Mu touched the long black stick that looked more like jade and glass, in disbelief.
Can the locust wood heart be black? Still so hard?
That night he hid on the rafters and made a sudden move.
As a result, the Hidden Sword, which could pierce the armor soul, could not damage the soul-fixing stake at all.
"The Thousand Mountains Scripture is a side sect's secret method. It is best at refining strange magical weapons. It is not surprising to change its properties."
"Your ghost paper man looks fragile, but isn't it also indestructible?"
Chen Mu's heart skipped a beat.
"The Book of Thousand Mountains?"
Jie Jia glanced at Chen Mu: "What a fuss."
"Thousands of mountains are stretching across the mountains, overwhelming all directions."
"What this means is that the Secret Methods of the Thousand Mountains Sutra are numerous and widely spread. You will know about it later."
Chen Mu nodded. He had been in this world for three years, and the magical weapons he had heard of and seen could only be counted in one palm.
It turned out that two of them came from the Thousand Mountains Sutra and were indeed widely spread.
"The soul-fixing stake is an auxiliary tool for trapping the ghosts." Jie Jia continued: "It is used to imprison and support the ghosts."
An insidious plan? Feeding ghosts? !
Chen Mu raised his eyebrows.
The Book of Thousand Mountains is really not a serious thing.
Five Ghost Bags, Gu Yin Ce, and Soul Ding Zhuang, the names are evil.
"A single soul-fixing stake is of little use. At most, it can only disperse the ghosts." Jie Jia handed the stick to Chen Mu: "You can also use it as a weapon."
Black smoke filled the air, and Chen Mu quickly put away the stick.
He didn't want to be found.
This thing is Guanyince's auxiliary device, and it can definitely be sensed by Guanyince.
King Chao Tian must have mastery of the hidden strategy.
Otherwise, no one would be searching in Bei City.
"Fortunately, I hid this stick in the Five Ghost Bag." Chen Mu was still frightened.
"Don't worry," Jie Jia said calmly as he picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. "He will refine a new soul-fixing stake soon."
"To ensure the effectiveness of the Guanyin strategy?"
"Um."
Chen Mu shrugged: "It's better to let it hide for a while."
He has no shortage of weapons, and he doesn't know how to use a stick.
And he also has forty-one Zu Ming Talisman.
There is no need for soul-fixing stakes to dispel the yin...wait!
"Can the soul fixing pile drive away the ghosts?" Chen Mu asked calmly.
"Yes." Jie Jia blew the tea leaves in the tea cup and said, "Isn't it allowed to raise pigs in pig pens?"
"These things are pig pens and fences."
"Well, it still has thorns."
Chen Mu's heart suddenly jumped, but his face was calm, and he pretended to lower his head to drink tea.
"Is Zu Ming Fu's business good recently? I'll leave tomorrow. It seems you don't have time to give me a gift? After all, I can't delay your making money. Haha..." Chen Mu pretended to be teasing.
"If you have enough money, you can give it away." Jiejia looked calm.
Chen Mu chuckled and shook his head: "I can't afford to compensate you for your loss."
"How much does a Zuming Talisman cost now?"
Jie Jia couldn't help but raise his eyelids, with a hint of smile in his eyes: "Three thousand and five."
Chen Mu's eyebrows suddenly rose.
"Ahem!"
He took out thirty-one Zu Ming Talismans from his arms and silently pushed them in front of Jie Jia.
"Sell it for me."
"I won't let you suffer a loss. I'll give you a commission of one hundred taels per ticket."
Jie Jia: "..."
I'll sell it to you for two thousand five hundred.
You want me to sell it for you for another three thousand and five thousand?
Do I lack your one hundred taels? !
What I lack is one thousand taels!
Jie Jia's eyelids suddenly raised three points.
The silver beads he was rubbing in his hands were almost crushed by him!
…
The next day, Chen Mu happily counted the banknotes after breakfast.
Thirty-one Zuming Talismans were sold, excluding Jiejia's commission, and the net profit was 27,900 taels.
After deducting the remaining ten bills, there are still two thousand nine hundred taels left.
He also sold a lot of blue pills this month.
In total, Chen Mu's net worth suddenly jumped to more than 13,200 taels.
Personal wealth has increased dramatically!
"With this money, I can live in Lijiang Acropolis forever!" Chen Mu thought happily.
In the main hall of the front yard of Heshengtang.
Chen Mu walked in symbolically carrying a small cloth bag.
Jie Jia sat behind the spotless counter, rubbing silver beads as usual.
"I am leaving."
"Don't forget to have someone come get the medicine."
Lijiang Acropolis is not far away, and Chen Mu's copycat pill business can still be done.
Jiejia raised his head, looked at Chen Mu calmly with bright yellow eyes, and nodded slightly.
Chen Mu chuckled, then turned around and strode away.
…
Jian'an Gate is built in the east of the city.
After a month of chaos, the area near Jian'anmen has returned to its usual bustle.
Chen Mu changed his face shape, wore a gray outfit, tied his hair with black cloth on his head, and strode over with a small bag on his back.
Following the team, after a quick inspection, Chen Mu left Nanyang Fucheng again.
Looking back, Chen Mu shrugged. I don’t know when I’ll come back next time.
Just as he was about to leave, a long motorcade caught Chen Mu's attention.
The convoy is long, the carriages are gorgeous, and the guards are all powerful.
"Which big family's team is it?"
Chen Mu followed the people out of the city and hid on the roadside.
"Isn't this a member of the Zhou family in the inner city?"
"Escaped that disaster."
"The Bai family is fine too. It is said that the whole family went to Lijiang Acropolis to worship their ancestors, so they were lucky enough to escape."
"What a blessing..."
Chen Mu looked at the long motorcade indifferently. But my heart felt cold for no reason.
Bai family, Zhou family, Shangguan family...
luck? Was the whole family lucky enough to survive?
Ah……
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