Underground cabin.
Inside the first cave.
Listening to the sound of rushing water and feeling the warm air in the cave, Chen Mu breathed a sigh of relief.
"Did you escape?" Wu Ruo held Shi Xian with his left hand and held Ai Ji around his waist with his right hand, like a little chicken.
"For the time being." Chen Mu still insisted on the return of the seven souls.
He took out two mustard seed charms and quickly put away the dried fish and preserved meat stored in the cave.
Ever since the underground Yin River was opened, he has been stocking up on food.
"Pretend, pretend as much as you can." Chen Mu said to the six Wushan brothers and sisters.
Pengyue Mountain cannot be stayed. After leaving, we will definitely have to trek in the deep mountains and forests for a while.
The food comes in handy.
The six people looked at each other and took action immediately. Even the four members of Ai Ji, who were completely powerless, managed to summon up the energy to help.
"Mr. Gongsun has already planned to leave?" Lu Ku looked at the huge holes dug on the cave wall with confusion.
It was filled with bottles, cans, boxes and baggage.
"No." Chen Mu said, taking out two neatly folded animal skin tents from a hole.
If it weren't for this weird snowstorm, he wouldn't have left.
If you survive for more than ten years, become an old disciple, become one of your own, you might be able to master the secret method of condensing the orifice.
Unlike now, after running away, all the trust accumulated in the chicken coop road was gone.
"Then..." Lu Ku looked at the small brown wooden box in his hand speechlessly. After just a glance, he saw more than ten kinds of emergency finished medicines such as repelling insects and beasts, detoxifying and cooling blood, etc.
Isn't it because you are so well prepared for a long journey?
"The world is so dangerous, I just store some disaster relief supplies like everyone else." Chen Mu looked matter-of-fact, and then asked strangely: "Don't you all store any?"
Save, but your amount...
Lu Ku looked at the half-man tall bag that was gradually bulging, and couldn't help but look at each other.
Mr. Gongsun, is he a little too prepared?
Chen Mu doesn't care what others think.
Fill up the few blank mustard charms in your hand. In the process of filling the bag, he secretly stuffed it into the five ghost bag.
A quarter of an hour later.
In front of each of the seven people was a huge leather bag half as tall as a person.
Chen Mu looked regretfully at the half-dried fish.
"Let's go."
…
In a dark underground space, the sound of rushing water continued.
There is an arched opening as high as one person embedded in the five-meter-high cave wall.
A hand-deep water fell from the entrance of the cave, hitting the rock wall below and splashing snow-white water.
A fist-sized round crystal ball floated out of the hole.
Fluorescent algae sway inside the ball, emitting a warm, crystal-white light.
Chen Mu stood quietly at the entrance of the cave.
After waiting for a long time, the five ghosts wandered around to confirm that there was nothing abnormal, and then they called on the people behind them to jump down from the cave entrance.
…
A quarter of an hour later.
On a vast underground lake.
A fist-sized fluorescent algae bulb floats in the air for illumination.
Chen Mu sat cross-legged on the black smoke, floating forward at a constant speed.
The six Wushan brothers and sisters were in a group of two, each sitting with a ghost of black smoke, following Chen Mu closely.
"What is this?" Ai Ji curiously grabbed the black smoke, but missed it.
He patted the solid black cloud sitting under his butt, and couldn't help but scratch at the black smoke next to him.
"Hey! Look!" Ai Ji bumped Xurao with his shoulder and demonstrated happily to Xurao next to him.
"I finally know why you are always being sucked out of your mind?" Xu Rao looked at Ai Ji with pity.
"Dirty hands!"
Ai Ji suddenly stiffened.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that Mr. Gongsun, who controlled their lives, was floating in front of them.
Done!
…
Chen Mu sat quietly on the black cloud, ignoring the whispers of the people behind him.
After using Qi Po Guiyuan without any scruples, Gongsun Sheng's vest has been exposed.
In the eyes of the six people, Gongsun Sheng was equal to Chen Mu.
Chen Mu's eyes flashed with emotion, and he touched his face complicatedly.
What a great vest.
pity……
"Fortunately, I have always had the habit of practicing shape-shifting anytime and anywhere."
Gongsun Sheng is indeed equal to Chen Mu, but Chen Mu is not necessarily equal to Chen Mu!
When he changes his face and changes his face, the new Chen Mu will reappear!
"Shapeshifting is a good thing, you have to keep practicing!"
Chen Mu thought happily.
Suddenly a figure flashed across his sight.
The ghosts of the five ghosts who were floating ahead to explore the road discovered a person, a person floating on the surface of the underground lake.
Black cloak, short and fat figure, pale face with eyes closed.
Song Wuji?
Or the injured Song Wuji? !
Chen Mu wanted to run away immediately.
No matter why the other party appears here. Anything that can hurt Song Wuji can definitely kill him easily.
But before he could move, he saw Song Wuji, who looked like a dead man, suddenly opening his eyes.
"Are you a disciple of Jilong Dao?" A voice sounded in Chen Mu's ears.
Feeling the sudden erection of his hair, Chen Mu nodded obediently: "Shang Huan, a disciple of the lower courtyard, has met the Song Supervisory Academy."
"Is the prison hospital not good enough? Please go to Heiyun." Chen Mu looked respectful.
"It's so ghostly, I won't go up there, what if it's a scam!" Song Wuji snorted coldly.
"Prison Court, I am a disciple of the Lower Court. How could I harm you? You don't need to be so wary of me." Chen Mu sighed.
"This is just an ordinary side-door magic weapon. It can detect paths, become invisible, and can carry people flying..."
"The five ghosts can move mountains and devour people." Song Wuji answered calmly.
Chen Mu: "..."
Tsk, I met someone who knows the ropes.
"Stop talking nonsense, do you have any white jade money? Lend me some." Song Wuji snorted coldly.
"Is it appropriate for you, the great Lord Supervisor, to borrow money from a small disciple like me?" Chen Mu couldn't believe it.
This person is a master of Ningqiao from the Lower Court Supervisor. He borrowed it and can he get it back?
"You know that I am a prisoner, but you still dare not to borrow it. Do you think it's appropriate?" Song Wuji looked like a knife.
"Borrow... why don't you borrow it?" Chen Mu sighed: "As agreed, we will go out nine times and return thirteen times, not a penny less!"
"Little bastard, get it to me quickly!" Song Wuji was furious.
"Okay!" Chen Mu floated forward with a smile.
They took out white jade coins one after another.
Not far behind, the six Wushan brothers and sisters stared at Chen Mu's operation in stunned silence.
Lending usury to our own Song Supervisory Academy?
As expected of Mr. Gongsun.
What a ruthless person!
…
As soon as the box filled with white jade money was taken out, it was pulled into the air by an invisible force.
Then with a bang, the wooden box exploded, and pieces of white jade money were thrown downward.
After several boxes were scattered, Song Wuji's body was covered with white jade. His face was buried in the white jade.
Chen Mu clicked his tongue in surprise.
"Prison House, your hobby... is quite unique!"
"roll!"
An invisible force exploded.
The white jade piled on Song Wuji's body suddenly shone with a bright white light.
Chen Mu's mind sank into the Yuan Fu, turned on his special vision, and found that strands of earth spirit energy were forcibly sucked out of the white jade.
It's like the cooking smoke hitting the range hood.
He was sucked into Song Wuji's body with a whoosh.
The seven or eight thousand white jade pieces that Chen Mu scattered were sucked dry in a short time.
And because of violent operation.
The white jade crackled and exploded into pieces.
boom!
Song Wuji suddenly jumped up and scattered the white jade fragments on his body.
A cloud of emerald green insects suddenly appeared under his feet, carrying him soaring into the air.
Song Wuji, who was floating like a dead man just now, suddenly became... less like a dead man.
Although his face was still as pale as paper, he had an extra vitality.
(End of chapter)
