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"Especially since our Zuo family has been attacked by evil spirits before. Didn't that Taoist Qianshan say that people like us are most likely to be attacked by evil spirits again?"
"Hmph! I think he has bad intentions!" Zuo Sheng said coldly.
"Will he do something bad to us?" Zuo Quan suddenly became worried.
"Father, we need to make plans early." Zuo Sheng narrowed his eyes and said.
"What does Sheng'er mean?"
"Let's move to Nanyang Prefecture." Zuo Sheng said decisively.
"Moving... I'll think about it, and think about it again." Zuo Quan hesitated a little: "Isn't there Qingfeng Temple?"
"Qingfeng Temple..." Zuo Sheng frowned.
Qingfeng Temple has a great reputation, but no one can tell whether it has real ability.
He didn't want to leave his life to others.
"I still suggest moving." Zuo Sheng thought for a while and said firmly.
"Okay." Zuo Quan frowned for a moment, then nodded: "You concentrate on practicing martial arts, I will take care of things."
His own son is a martial arts fanatic who has been practicing martial arts secretly since he was young, but he has fooled himself with it.
Outsiders think he is a playboy.
Who would have thought that he would develop such amazing martial arts skills.
The last time the family was attacked by evil spirits, his own son showed his great power, which made everyone realize his true strength.
He valued his only son even more.
"Taoist Qianshan still has to pretend to be nice to us. We can't be the first to stick our neck out." Zuo Sheng said calmly.
"Sheng'er has considered everything carefully." Zuo Quan nodded with satisfaction.
……
Chen Mu goes out fishing every two days.
With the Red Falcon's shape-training technique, you don't have to worry about the long distance.
He changed to two larger bamboo baskets and kept changing fishing spots up and down the Bailang River.
It has also reached cooperation with several restaurants including Anlefang Bafanglou.
He doesn't need to shout and sell the fish individually, he can just sell the fish directly to these restaurants and hotels.
After working hard for a month, he saved more than twenty taels of silver.
It is also due to the war and soaring prices.
Otherwise it wouldn’t be sold at such a high price.
He rarely goes to the Bailang Gang now.
It is better to earn more money by fishing yourself than to rob them.
"I'll leave once I save up two hundred taels." Chen Mu thought unwillingly.
If there were no evil spirits causing trouble, it wouldn't be difficult to stay in Qingshan County.
There is kung fu to practice and money to earn. There are no disputes or troubles.
Stay at home every day to improve your proficiency, and often make something delicious to reward yourself.
This really fits Chen Mu's ideal life.
"pity……"
A month has passed, and ghost incidents are still occurring from time to time.
Chen Mu had to make plans early.
……
I want to leave Qingshan City.
While Chen Mu was making money from fishing, he began to prepare for a long journey.
Use wear-resistant and dirt-resistant gray cloth to make two pieces of clothing that are easy to move in, and match them with two pairs of sturdy cloth shoes. Prepare meat floss, meat jerky, and dry food that are easy to store.
Whenever he had free time, he would go to the cattle and horse market in the west of the city. He planned to buy a mount.
The distance from Qingshan County to Nanyang Prefecture is not short.
With so many bags along the way, a means of transportation is essential.
That day, he had just come out of the Niuma Market.
I saw a group of people gathering under the archway at the entrance of the market.
There stood a wooden board with many notices posted on it.
Buy donkeys at high prices;
Cattle breeding;
Horseshoe repair tradition...
Chen Mu had a sense of déjà vu as he saw the small advertisements on telephone poles in his previous life.
At this moment, a large notice was posted in the middle, and an official was standing in front of the wooden sign and loudly promoting it.
"Qingfeng Temple outside the city wants to build a prayer altar, and is now recruiting workers from all over the city."
"Due to ritual requirements, workers must be born in January, July or December."
"Anyone who is selected will be immediately given one tael of silver or 120 kilograms of white wheat as resettlement expenses."
"Three meals a day and ten copper coins. If you're willing to work, go to the east gate and sign up."
As soon as the bailiff finished speaking, a large group of people ran towards the east gate.
Nowadays, prices are soaring and life is difficult.
One hundred and twenty kilograms of wheat for resettlement, and three meals a day. For ordinary civilians, this is a very good job.
Chen Mu stood on the outskirts of the crowd and listened carefully.
"Blessing the altar?"
"Is this Qingfeng Temple's method of fighting against the ghost monsters?"
"The county government finally asked Qingfeng Temple to help?"
Chen Mu was quite happy.
Do I not have to leave anymore?
He wanted to see the outside world very much, but he didn't want to leave his native environment.
This is probably why small people are always small people.
Chen Mu shook his head to get rid of the messy thoughts.
If he had just arrived in this world, he would definitely sign up as enthusiastically as the group of civilians mentioned above.
Now...the salary is a bit too low.
Avoiding the surging crowds on the street, Chen Mu hurried home.
He had to ask Jiejia for some information.
Determine the capabilities of Qingfeng Temple.
……
"I don't know." Jie Jia said lightly.
Chen Mu looked at Jie Jia in surprise.
"There is a price to pay for using magic weapons." Jie Jia glanced at Chen Mu.
"Fengren's strength is okay. But if he wants to protect the whole city, no matter what magic weapon it is, he can't afford the price." Jiejia said calmly.
This was not the first time Chen Mu had heard of magical weapons.
But I didn’t expect that there would be a price to pay for using it.
"All magical instruments require a price?"
"Can you not eat?" Jie Jia asked back.
Chen Mu immediately understood.
Just like fuel cars need oil, computers need electricity, and people need food.
Magical tools have special abilities, but they require energy consumption.
"What is the price of the evil-repelling mirror?" Chen Mu was curious.
This thing is an evil-repelling magic weapon distributed by Daliang officials. Almost every county-level city and above has one.
"I don't know. It seems to be related to some sacrifices." Jie Jia said uncertainly.
"Different magic tools have different prices. Some require drinking water, some require eating meat, some require being struck by lightning, and some require being burned by fire..."
Chen Mu listened with great interest.
He was very curious about this thing.
I originally thought it was just a simple martial arts world.
But the appearances of ghosts and magical instruments made Chen Mu feel that there were still many mysteries in this world.
"Are you so picky about taste?" Chen Mu said happily, "Anything else?"
Jie Jia kept silent, but his eyes started to glance at Chen Mu's wallet.
Chen Mu turned around and started practicing his dagger.
After more than two months of hard work, his dagger is about to reach the third level.
As for the information about the magic weapon, I will ask about it when I have the chance.
Anyway, we can't let this old man get away with it.