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"It still works better with secret medicine." Chen Mu sighed.
After more than twenty days of practice, each time you practice with all your strength using secret medicine, you can gain 8 to 15 experience points.
You will gain the most experience when you first take the secret medicine, and it will decrease afterwards.
Since he had to practice with all his strength every time, he could only practice six or seven times a day at most.
If I drink more, my whole body will ache unbearably. I guess I have reached my physical limit.
This way you can improve your proficiency by about fifty points a day.
"Breaking through the second stage will lead to a qualitative change, and there is a high probability that Yi Jin can be completed."
Sheng Hong told him that there are three levels of changes in the body shape training, namely changing tendons, changing bones, and changing marrow.
Every change will greatly improve physical fitness and break through the limits of ordinary people.
"Based on the calculation of fifty experience points per day, it will take about 179 days to complete Yi Jin, which is about half a year." Chen Mu calculated silently.
"You can surpass most ordinary people after practicing for half a year. This speed is not bad. Hehe."
As for how long the next two levels would take, he couldn't guarantee it.
It is said that it is getting harder and harder.
Fortunately, I am familiar with gray walls, and I can master it with a little hard work.
Thinking of this, Chen Mu suddenly felt at ease.
Just keep practicing.
……
The morning passed quickly.
Chen Mu lit a fire to cook, boiled wheat, stir-fried some vegetables, cut two pounds of braised meat, and ate them in big mouthfuls.
As he practiced martial arts for a long time, his appetite grew bigger and bigger.
He ate meat at every meal and spent five or six taels of silver on food every month.
Adding the secret medicine for physical training, the total cost per month is at least thirty-five taels.
My predecessor had never even seen so much money!
"Fortunately, those uncles and aunts are rich enough." Chen Mu no longer has any hope for a singing girl.
He was determined to walk a narrow path between the old men and women.
After having dinner and changing into clean clothes, Chen Mu went out and headed towards the county town.
Today I have an appointment to paint a portrait of a wealthy man named Li.
Over the past few months, Chen Mu has become very proficient in this business.
He started working quickly when he got there, and in the evening he went home leisurely with more than ten taels of silver as a reward.
He now has a client about every three or four days.
I can earn seventy or eighty taels a month.
If it weren't for the money supporting him, he wouldn't dare to practice martial arts.
"Don't be too proud. This business will eventually come to an end." Chen Mu was very clear-headed.
The only people who could afford to have his portrait painted were the wealthy families in the city. After all, the number of people who could afford it was limited.
“We need to find ways to increase revenue and reduce expenditure.”
He has no idea about open source for now.
He has some ideas about saving money.
The biggest expense at the moment is secret medicine.
The most expensive one is a medicinal herb called Thousand-bearded Grass, which costs half a tael of silver per plant.
That thing can be found in the mountains outside the city, but it grows mostly in places where few people go, so it is difficult to collect.
It seems that there were hunters collecting this medicine in my hometown village.
"I have to find some time to go back to my hometown." Chen Mu thought silently.
……
In the evening, Painter Yan sent away his two followers and walked out of Anlefang.
He arrived at an inconspicuous carriage and horse shop in the East Market with familiarity.
He got on a black carriage and left the city.
Half an hour later, the carriage entered a deserted village and stopped in a yard with half of the earth wall collapsed.
As the last ray of sunlight disappeared.
The desolate and quiet village became lively.
One by one, people wearing cloaks and covering their faces walked out of the dilapidated houses.
Lanterns were hung on both sides of the street, and many street stalls appeared along the way.
The things for sale were strange and bizarre, including antiques, medicinal herbs, tattered books, unknown animal meat, and even a black skull.
Painter Yan didn't dare to look any further. He wrapped his cloak tightly around himself and quickly went into a small alley.
When he came out again, his face covered with black cloth couldn't help but turn pale.
"Damn you poor boy! Your life is so valuable!" Painter Yan sobbed in pain.
"If that scholar gets in touch with the brothels through Miao Huafang, where will my business be?" Yan Huashi was so angry that his teeth were itching. More than one singing girl had asked him about Chen Mu's news.
On the carriage back to the city, Painter Yan leaned against the carriage and closed his eyes to rest.
"Having a lot of money has its reasons. At least I can get rid of that scholar without anyone knowing. No one will suspect me." This is the only way Painter Yan can comfort himself.
In just a few days, the scholar would die in an accident, and he would be completely safe.
"I told you, this business is very complicated and you really can't control it." Painter Yan sneered.
"Good words can't persuade a damned devil."
"This scholar is dead, so I have to think of a way to fool my boss." Painter Yan pondered.
I was thinking about how to deal with the suspicion of the owner of Miaohuafang.
Suddenly I felt a cool breeze blowing.
Painter Yan opened his eyes involuntarily and found that the carriage had stopped at some point.
Just as I was about to ask, I found someone sitting opposite me.
Painter Yan was suddenly startled.
A cool breeze blew through the carriage curtains, and the moonlight penetrated into the carriage, illuminating half of the face of the person opposite.
Painter Yan suddenly felt his heart skip a beat.
"You...you are!"
puff!
There was a flash of silver light.
Painter Yan's heart suddenly ached, his whole body stiffened for a moment, and then he began to tremble. After a while, he was completely lifeless.
The curtains fluttered, and the moonlight shone through, revealing an indifferent face.
Looking closely, he is 70% similar to the culprit who had his head chopped off and killed the entire Wang family!
The man just stared coldly at Painter Yan's frightened pale face.
The next moment, a cool breeze blew and the figure disappeared.
……
Qingshan County Government Office
As soon as Chen Mu walked out of the yamen gate, he ran into Captain Lu.
"Mr. Chen, it's been a while." Captain Lu greeted with a smile.
"Captain Lu is feeling better now." Chen Mu responded with the same smile.
The last time he arrested the culprit who murdered the Wang family, Captain Lu was injured and had to recuperate for quite some time.
"It's alright." Captain Lu waved his hand nonchalantly, "How's Mr. Chen's practice of the Shape Technique going?"
"Forget it, I'm just not cut out for it." Chen Mu said unwillingly.
The smile on Captain Lu's face froze. He was still waiting to take out Chen Mu's money, so why was he giving up?
"If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask me." Captain Lu said sincerely.
"Really!" Chen Mu's face was full of surprise.
"Of course!" Captain Lu smiled. As long as he was given some sweet treats and saw the hope of practicing martial arts, he could always trick people into coming to Sheng Hong.
He has spent a lot of money on recovery recently and is in urgent need of some income.
"Oh, forget it. Practicing martial arts is too tiring..." After saying that, Chen Mu strode away with a face full of shame.
Captain Lu, who was about to continue persuading, suddenly froze.
Too tired?
How can I persuade you?
Who wouldn’t be tired from practicing martial arts?
He looked at Chen Mu's back as if he was looking at a large piece of silver with long legs.
Ran away...
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 16 Chaos