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He strode towards Chen Mu despite being pelted with hidden weapons like rain.
At this moment, Chen Mu couldn't care about anything else.
Copper coins and silver coins were thrown at Taoist Qianshan.
puff!
Taoist Qianshan raised his right hand in front of him, holding a palm-sized gourd in his palm.
"Now, you don't have any hidden weapons, right?" Taoist Qianshan grinned grimly, revealing a row of sharp white teeth.
Click!
The gourd was crushed by him.
Suddenly, green smoke exploded and quickly enveloped it.
"Poison?!" Taoist Qianshan immediately held his breath.
But the strong sleepiness was irresistible in my heart.
He stepped back repeatedly, instinctively trying to put some distance between them.
But how could Chen Mu miss such a good opportunity.
The whole person transformed into a nimble falcon and came in front of Taoist Qianshan at lightning speed.
A dagger suddenly appeared in his right hand and he crouched forward.
A decisive blow!
puff!
From bottom to top, the short sword passed by Taoist Qianshan's chest.
Enter from the lower jaw and go straight through the skull!
Taoist Qianshan pushed outwards almost unconsciously.
Even though Chen Mu immediately loosened his sword and moved back, he was still hit in the chest.
I couldn't help but groan.
Blood was gushing out of his nostrils.
Chen Mu turned over and jumped away, picking up the rubble and scattering it.
Locust stone!
woo woo woo...
Puff puff……
Qianshan, whose eyes were bloodshot and who was standing madly on the spot, was immediately beaten into a sieve.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 40: Soul Nourishment
Chen Mu wiped the blood from his nose and spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm.
If it weren't for the severe pain in my chest, I would have laughed out loud.
"I am invulnerable to swords and guns, but I can still kill you!"
At this moment, a white shadow came into view.
Chen Mu suddenly turned his head and looked, with murderous intent surging.
At some point, a figure in a white coat was standing on the opposite wall.
The other person's hair was disheveled and his clothes were messy, and it was obvious that he had dressed in a hurry.
He held a thick-backed machete in his right hand, his eyes sparkling.
The eldest son of the Zuo family——Zuo Sheng!
Facing Chen Mu's murderous gaze, Zuo Sheng's eyelids jumped, and he immediately raised his sword, clasped his fists, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Chen!"
Chen Mu was stunned, and suddenly remembered that this person was also one of Sheng Hong's disciples.
Thinking of the cheap teacher who was beaten into a sieve by me, I couldn't help feeling empty in my heart.
He showed no sign of fear and stared at the other person expressionlessly.
The atmosphere solidified.
Zuo Sheng's scalp numbed as he was stared at. He glanced at Taoist Qianshan who was beaten into a sieve, and his heart skipped a beat.
He immediately slowed down his tone, raised his hand and said, "Brother, please go ahead."
Chen Mu nodded expressionlessly.
Then, under Zuo Sheng's curious gaze, he came under the eaves and suddenly stabbed the bloody dagger into the wall.
Boom!
He picked out a slightly deformed copper plate from the wall.
Zuo Sheng: “…”
Next, Chen Mu searched around the yard under Zuo Sheng's increasingly strange look.
He picked up all the copper coins and silver pieces that were thrown out by him and bounced away by Taoist Qianshan.
Looking at Chen Mu's desperate look.
Zuo Sheng couldn't bear to watch it any longer. He bowed and said goodbye, "Brother, please take your time. I am not dressed properly, so I will take my leave first."
Chen Mu nodded expressionlessly without even looking at the other person.
Wait for Zuo Sheng to jump off the wall.
Chen Mu felt as if his butt was on fire.
He didn't even care about the small change at his feet. He grabbed the bodies of Taoist Qianshan and the white-faced young man and jumped to the wall in two steps.
He pulled out the dagger stuck in the wall and climbed over the wall.
He combined the two moves of leaping and galloping, and after a few jumps, he disappeared into the night in a panic.
Almost at the moment when Chen Mu disappeared, Zuo Sheng jumped onto the wall again.
He glanced at the scattered silver and copper coins, then looked at the figure disappearing in the distance, and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing: "You fooled me."
"What a pity for Taoist Qianshan's treasure..."
"I may not be able to catch up with him, and I am not sure if he has any more cards to his name even if I fight him..."
"never mind."
Zuo Sheng shook his head.
Looking at the blood on the ground, his face couldn't help but become gloomy.
I don't know why my cheap senior brother is here.
But Taoist Qianshan came to his home late at night, which must have been with bad intentions.
"Move, must move!"
……
Jiejia walked into the rear courtyard of Tianyizhai as usual.
A strong smell of medicine penetrated into my nostrils.
When I looked up, I saw Chen Mu, who looked fatter than before, standing under the pavilion.
Jie Jia frowned: "Did you fight with someone? How badly are you injured?"
Chen Mu waved his hands weakly: "I won't die."
The martial arts level of that Taoist Qianshan must be one level higher than mine.
It was just a slap in the face, but it almost killed him.
He burst out to his limit again, delivering a powerful blow that strained muscles all over his body.
Now when he took a breath, he felt pain all over his body.
"Who did it!" Jiejia said solemnly.
"A round-faced Taoist priest." Chen Mu sighed.
Jie Jia had a murderous look on his face: "I'm going to kill him!"
Chen Mu was delighted: "Free?!"
Jiejia's eyelids drooped, his expressionless face returned, and he slowly sat down under the pavilion, as if nothing had happened just now.
Chen Mu suddenly chuckled.
I knew it.
The old guy acted so sincerely and heartfeltly, and he still wanted to make money from me!
……
After dinner, the two sat under the pavilion and chatted.
"Is there any martial art that can make a person invulnerable to swords and guns?" Chen Mu asked.
His own iron lotus seeds are comparable to pistols.
The round-faced Taoist priest actually blocked it with his bare hands!
Beside the stone table, Jie Jia was holding a bamboo cup and slowly sipping iced tea with a white wheat straw.
"Have."
"Where can I learn it?"
Snoring snoring...
Jie Jia was sipping his herbal tea calmly.