Low mountain courtyard.
Chen Mu held an oval-shaped emerald green insect and looked at it.
The insect is about the size of a fingernail, and the whole thing is transparent and emerald green, like a jade carving.
When it's not moving, it looks quite delicate.
But Chen Mu will not forget their violent appearance last night.
"Fortunately, there is a limit on the number of splits." Just thinking about the overwhelming situation, Chen Mu couldn't help but shudder.
"Don't underestimate strange beasts." Chen Mu narrowed his eyes.
He encountered black sheep with antlers before and knocked them down with one punch. He thought that the strange beasts were just that.
But the strange beetle taught Chen Mu a lesson.
"If you don't protect everything, there will be some strange abilities."
…
"I haven't seen it before." Mr. Hao took a closer look at the insect and shook his head with confusion.
"Both borers, thrips, leafhoppers, and planthoppers are the common pests in rice fields with yellow buds."
"This is the first time I've seen this kind of emerald jade insect." Mr. Hao frowned.
A new pest appears, and if insecticide measures cannot be found in time, it is likely to bring devastating blows to Huangya rice fields.
"Have you tried insecticide? Can it kill it?" Mr. Hao asked.
Chen Mu shook his head: "I haven't tried it, so I don't know."
The insect was stunned by the Wuxin Bell, and except for a few samples, all the others were fed to Wuguibao.
I thought it was a common pest, but I didn't expect it to be a strange species.
"Please pay more attention these days." Mr. Hao sighed.
Chen Mu nodded.
He wasn't that scared.
After trying it last night, he discovered that the Wuxin Bell was not very useful against small flying insects.
It has a large range and can stun, so you don’t even need to buy pesticides.
…
"This is obtained from deer antlers and black sheep skin bones." Mr. Hao handed Chen Mu two pieces of white jade money.
"So many?" Chen Mu was surprised.
"If you remove the whole thing, you can get a little more." Mr. Hao rolled his eyes.
After thinking about it, Chen Mu put away the white jade money, went back to the room, and handed a black lamb leg with antlers that had been marinated and dried to be made into bacon, and handed it to Mr. Hao.
"I made it myself, you can take it back and try it."
"Brother Chen is very particular." Mr. Hao smiled and naturally accepted more than forty kilograms of exotic animal meat.
Isn't it that he has been busy for a long time just to get some commission?
The meat of these exotic animals can save him a lot of money.
You can sell it even if you don’t eat it.
It can't be exchanged for white jade money, but it can be easily exchanged for several thousand taels of silver.
…
After sending Mr. Hao away, Chen Mu began to study Shang Huan's mustard seed charm.
The text of the incantation is not long, less than two hundred words in total, and it is divided into two paragraphs. One for collecting and one for releasing.
Having experience with the Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Curse, Chen Mu simply became familiar with it twice and then started to feel depressed.
After a while, a surge of insight came into my heart.
Along with the change in tone and rhythm, the weird and weird articles began to undergo wonderful changes.
More than a hundred words of text quickly turned into a low and strange curse.
Buzz!
The skin on Chen Mu's left hand holding the mustard seed talisman suddenly tightened, as if it felt like being sucked during cupping.
boom!
With a crashing sound, a heavy gray wooden cabinet suddenly appeared in front of you.
There were many drawers on the cabinet, just like the medicine cabinets he saw in drug stores.
The top five rows are small drawers, seven in a row.
The lower two rows are large drawers, four in one row.
"Because it can only be taken out or put in at one time, why do you use this kind of cabinet to store them in categories?" Chen Mu understood.
The space was not large, it was inconvenient to use, and there were restrictions on the number of times. Chen Mu couldn't help but curl his lips. "It's far worse than the Five Ghost Bags."
"But it shouldn't be difficult to make." Chen Mu thought of the vendors in Fang City who set up more than ten mustard charms for sale at a time.
"This is probably what a serious magic weapon should look like." His Five Ghost Bags always exuded an evil aura from the time they were made to the time they were used.
While thinking about it, Chen Mu checked the cabinet.
The drawers are full of clutter. Medicinal materials, minerals, books, pills. There are also some objects that look like fragments of magical weapons.
"It's a pity that there is no white jade money." Chen Mu was disappointed.
The things can be exchanged for more than ten or twenty white jade coins, but Chen Mu has no connections and does not want to cause covetous trouble.
He took out the books, closed the drawer of the wooden cabinet, and put them into the Five Ghost Bag without using the mustard charm.
"One more opening and closing times, and you can sell one more white jade coin." He took a closer look at the leather wristband.
Near the side of the palm, there is a circle of seven evenly distributed black dots.
"We can still sell seven white jade coins." Chen Mu put it away with satisfaction.
Immediately, he took a look at a few books placed on the short table.
Most of the books are about a finger thick, with white covers and no titles.
Secret method?
Chen Mu opened a book - "The Legend of the Demon Fox" with some anticipation.
Looking at the explicit description inside, Chen Mu had a complicated look on his face.
Why do everyone like to stuff little emperor uncles into their storage treasures?
Is it because it is secretive enough, or because it can be taken out and viewed anytime and anywhere?
Ah……
He rummaged through them one by one without giving up, but could not find the long-awaited secret book.
"I really don't have the aura of the protagonist." Chen Mu shook his head.
After flipping through it critically a few times, Chen Mu discovered that there was not only the little emperor's uncle, but also Shang Huan's account books.
Record the number of items he buys and sells, as well as the prices at different shipping locations.
"There are still ghost boats on the Tongtian River?" Chen Mu was a little surprised: "Can we go to other gathering points on Jilong Road?"
"Basin Plain is just one of the gathering points in the Lower House." Chen Mu understood.
but……
"Why does Bai Yang's true solution only require one white jade coin?!" Chen Mu looked at one of the columns in surprise.
This isn't right.
…
"You didn't buy it, did you?" Mr. Hao burped and glanced sideways at Chen Mu.
After enduring it for three days, Chen Mu finally found an excuse to invite Mr. Hao to dinner and asked Bai Yang about the true solution price.
"I'm not stupid." Chen Mu rolled his eyes.
There's obviously something wrong with this.
"Others are not stupid either, but there are still people who spend money on it." Mr. Hao shrugged.
Chen Mu raised his eyebrows: "Can Bai Yang's True Solution, which is so cheap, still be genuine?"
Otherwise, why would anyone pay for it?
"It's true, but not entirely." Mr. Hao took a drag on his cigarette.
"Although even the Sutra Academy has been chanting sutras for thousands of times, the magic will show itself. But..." Mr. Hao curled his lips.
"Without the secret jade tablets to pass down the true meaning of jade seeds, it would be as difficult as climbing to heaven to understand the secrets from an obscure scripture."
"But there are always people who are pretentious." He glanced at Chen Mu.
"Especially for outsiders like you."
"True meaning?" This involves his cognitive blind spot.
Mr. Hao leisurely exhaled a puff of white smoke and said calmly: "That is the core foundation of a secret technique."
"Forget it, you don't understand even if I tell you."
"Whenever you save enough money, go to the Sutra School and buy a copy of Bai Yang's True Interpretation. After reading the jade slip of the secret law, you will know everything."
Core foundation?
Is it something like God’s intention?
Chen Mu narrowed his eyes and suddenly said: "Mr. Hao, you said that if you recite sutras thousands of times, the magic will appear on its own?"
"What, you don't believe in evil?" Mr. Hao looked sideways at Chen Mu.
"Mr. Hao, you know, I believe you." Chen Mu said seriously.
Mr. Hao nodded with satisfaction. Fortunately, he was not a fool and could still listen to the advice.
"Then, how much does one cost?" Chen Mu smiled.
Mr. Hao: "..."
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