night.
Shang Huan's house.
Mr. Hao was holding a pot of medicine and crushing it hard.
"Do you really want to mix it with the Assassin Pill?" He hesitated.
It was easy to say that fake bone meal was sold before, but it was for Huang Yami. But Dingshen Pills are for people after all.
What if something goes wrong...
"Do you still want to make money?" Shang Huan rolled his eyes.
"What if someone finds out?" Mr. Hao looked confused.
Shang Huan chuckled: "Do you think I mixed this medicine casually?"
"I spent a lot of money trying to figure out this recipe!"
"Just follow my recipe and roll it into a ball, put it in the incense burner and bake it. The taste will be 100% like Dingshen Pills!"
Mr. Hao shook his head: "It just tastes like it. What's fake is fake after all. It won't help cultivation at all."
Shang Huan became more and more proud: "The Dingshen Pill is not as good as the Ningshen Pill."
"It's not a pill that gives immediate results."
"Unless it is used in large quantities over a long period of time, its effectiveness can only be discovered by comparison."
"With normal practice, you can't notice the changes at all, so how can they be sure if this is the real Dingshen Pill?"
"And at least three-quarters of the pills I sell are real Dingshen pills."
"After long-term use, the effect may be a little less, but who can judge it so accurately?"
"Don't worry, no one will find out!"
Mr. Hao was dumbfounded when he heard this. He looked at Shang Huan and sighed: "You are such a talent!"
"A prize, a prize, a prize!" Shang Huan narrowed his eyes into a straight line and his face was filled with red.
Thinking about the business methods of buying and selling in the past, Shang Huan looked unspeakably annoyed. In order to make that little money, it was really miserable.
I have to thank the masked man. Shang Huan sighed.
If the other party hadn't robbed him, he wouldn't have had the chance to discover that his talent for counterfeiting was so extraordinary.
Chen Mu outside the courtyard: "..."
Never change your stubbornness!
…
Plop!
Mr. Hao, who was pounding the medicine just now, suddenly fell down holding the jar.
Shang Huan's expression changed.
Has your falsification been discovered? !
The door opened without any wind, and black smoke surrounded Chen Mu, slowly appearing out of nothing.
"Mr. Gongsun!" Shang Huan quickly stood up and raised his hands, and quietly used his body to block the fake pills on the table.
Chen Mu looked at Shang Huan indifferently.
After the other person's forehead was covered with fine sweat, he looked away, waved his hand and put down eighteen porcelain bottles on the table.
Then he said gently: "I will trouble you again in the future and help me sell twenty-four bottles of Dingshen Pills every month."
Shang Huan was immediately overjoyed.
The more he sells, the more he makes.
Adding the fake pills that I mixed with myself...
Countless white jade coins seemed to appear in front of Shang Huan's eyes.
At this time, a gentle voice sounded again: "I heard that you can also make elixirs?"
Shang Huan felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured on his head.
Done! Sure enough, it was discovered!
He looked up and met the mysterious man's indifferent gaze.
Chen Mu looked at the uneasy Shang Huan, and suddenly reached forward with his upper body, keeping an eye on Shang Huan.
Then take a deep breath, as if you were facing a plate of braised beef and sniffing it fiercely.
At the same time, the Five Ghosts were launched to move mountains, and crazy vision appeared in the eyes at the right time.
Shang Huan felt his scalp was numb and his whole body felt as if he had been plunged into an ice cellar.
madman!
Neuropathy!
His brain is spinning!
"I have a reason!" he shouted subconsciously.
"There were people who resold Dingshen Pills from Ghost Ship in the past, but the profit was too small and no one did it soon."
"If I don't make money and I continue to do this, knowledgeable people will doubt the origin of Dingshen Pills."
"It's easy to think that I don't get the goods from the ghost ship, but that there is someone else who can make medicine and make elixirs."
"Only by adulterating drugs can I make money, and others will understand why I do what I do."
"This will also eliminate the prying eyes of many colleagues!"
"This is all for your safety!"
Shang Huan felt that his mind had never turned so fast before, and a series of words popped out suddenly.
Chen Mu looked at Shang Huan with a complicated face: "You are so damn good at quibbling!"
After thinking about it carefully, I found that there is still some truth in it.
Chen Mu straightened up, returned to normal, and continued to speak in a gentle voice: "I have to say, this moved me very much."
"I must thank you." Chen Mu said seriously.
Shang Huan let out a long breath, but cold sweat couldn't stop breaking out on his back.
Just now he looked like a cannibal, and now he's saying thank you like a friend... This guy is really a lunatic!
"This is what I should do." He tried to control his voice from trembling.
"But please don't continue to adulterate pills." The gentle voice spoke again.
"Yes!" Shang Huan agreed quickly, but felt a chill in his heart.
What I said just now was a sophistry blurted out in a hurry.
But the actual situation is indeed what he said.
This mysterious man didn't let him adulterate it, in case someone spied on it.
Arrested, tortured, interrogated, or even silenced, he couldn't help but shudder just thinking about what might happen to him.
My own life has never been in Gongsun Sheng's eyes!
Shang Huan couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart. He was indeed a nobody, but the life of a nobody was so worthless?
"It seems that you have a deep misunderstanding of me." Chen Mu glanced at Shang Huan indifferently.
Shang Huan's expression immediately changed.
Damn it, if this lunatic gets mad, his life will be at stake tonight!
Just when he was hesitating whether to run away towards the window.
Chen Mu's gentle voice sounded again: "If you are not afraid of being beaten to death by people buying medicine, you can continue to adulterate pills."
Shang Huan didn't know why, so I mixed it with a quarter. The person who bought the medicine wouldn't even notice it, so how could he beat me to death?
"Because the medicine I gave you was mixed with half of the fake pills." Chen Mu said calmly.
Shang Huan: "..."
…
To the north of Tongtianfang, where the Lower Court is located.
Lin Su sat at the top of the main hall with his eyes closed, listening to the patrol officer in black describing the results of the searches in the past two months.
"All new arrivals are checked out."
"No one related to Dong Cheng's disappearance has been found."
"On the contrary, we found two spies from Chongshan Road."
Lin Su opened his eyes: "Chongshan Road?"
"right!"
"Based on the results of the interrogation, he should be a collateral disciple of a small family in the Lower Court of Chongshan Road."
"They themselves don't know why they are here. We just asked them to sneak into our lower courtyard first." The patrolman in black's eyes shone.
"I think there must be some conspiracy on Chongshan Road. We should report it to the prison as soon as possible."
Lin Su nodded lightly: "You did a good job. Keep an eye on those three people to avoid any accidents. I will tell the prison."
"Yes!" The patrolman in black looked happy.
Thinking of Dong Cheng's disappearance, he suppressed his smile and looked at Lin Su carefully: "Don't worry, Dong Cheng's disappearance has been in the past for a long time. The people who did it are also very cautious. Ordinary means can no longer detect it."
Lin Su glanced at the black-clothed patrol photo: "Why, you don't want to check it because it's too troublesome?"
The patrolman in black quickly bowed and saluted: "I don't dare!"
He took two steps forward, leaned closer and whispered: "Guan Guan, I heard that there is a magic weapon in the lower courtyard that can track and record the past movement routes marked by Dao Seals."
"I don't know..."
Lin Su narrowed his eyes: "Don't mention this matter again."
"The case of Dong Cheng's disappearance has been closed for the time being."
"Don't worry about the rest."
"I obey the command of the governor." The patrolman in black took a deep breath.
Although this laborious job is profitable, it has no results and is always scary.
Now that I'm done with it, I finally don't have to worry about it anymore.
After looking at Lin Su's expression, the black-clothed patrolman understood clearly.
When chatting with colleagues in the Inspection Institute, some people always say that the Taoist marks of disciples in the Lower Institute can be recorded and tracked. Now it seems that this is not just a rumor.
(End of chapter)
