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I thought this weird thing had run away.
Now it seems that the probability is that we will return to the leather bag.
Staring at the leather bag on the stone table, Chen Mu's expression was gloomy.
“This is a treasure.”
"A dangerous baby."
After studying for a while, nothing was found.
"Put it away first."
It is impossible to throw.
I will study it slowly later.
……
Chen Mu increasingly didn't want to stay in Qingshan County.
But the next day, Chen Mu's injuries suddenly worsened. His face became swollen and fatter.
My whole body hurts from the inside out.
"Sanyang Liujun Pills, ten taels per bottle." Under the pavilion, Jie Jia placed a porcelain bottle the size of a duck egg on the stone table.
Chen Mu took out the small change and gave it to Jie Jia, and felt even more pain in his body.
Sanyang Liujun Pills are Zhuyi Pavilion’s secret medicine for healing injuries.
Can recover his injuries quickly.
"Have you decided to leave?" Jie Jia stared at Chen Mu for confirmation.
"Let's go." Chen Mu gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go once we recover."
Qingshan County is a dangerous place and we cannot stay here any longer.
"You are seriously injured." Jiejia frowned slightly.
Chen Mu was also annoyed.
He is indeed a master who has developed courage.
The round-faced Taoist priest slapped him in the face, causing varying degrees of damage to his internal organs.
An ordinary person would have died by this time.
Fortunately, he had mastered the body-building technique to the third level and was slowly strengthening his internal organs.
"Wait a minute, I don't want to travel far with my sick body." Chen Mu said helplessly.
Jie Jia nodded, glanced at Chen Mu and estimated, "Then let's tentatively set it for three months later."
Chen Mu agreed.
He estimated that with active treatment, he would be able to recover in three months.
It takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone, not to mention that he has injured his internal organs.
"Can it be cheaper?" Chen Mu asked unwillingly while holding the porcelain bottle.
This medicine is really good, but it is expensive!
In order to ensure the efficacy, he will need to spend the next three months.
Thinking about the expenses, Chen Mu felt a pang of pain.
Jie Jia looked at Chen Mu with a smile without saying anything.
"You won't raise the price for me, will you?" Chen Mu was suspicious.
Your cheerful expression makes people suspicious easily.
Jiejia immediately regained his calm expression: "You think too much."
Chen Mu: “…”
If your face didn't change so quickly, I would have believed it!
This old man will do anything to make money!
But you earn so much money, but I never see you spend it.
He eats my three meals a day and saves money to play with beads.
Chen Mu waved his hand with a sour face and drove away Jie Jia and the other trafficker.
Who can blame them for having the channels?
……
If you can’t leave in a short time, you have to consider safety.
The evil events in Qingshan County are completely random and disorderly.
It's like flipping a card, whoever it flips is unlucky.
You can't go near the Zuo family mansion. Jiejia is also unreliable, he has to go out in the middle of the night to take orders and kill people.
Even in such a mess, the assassin business is still so popular. What a damn world.
Hiring a medic for protection? Too expensive!
After thinking about it for two days, Chen Mu set his target on Qingfeng Temple outside the city.
Jiejia confirmed that Qingfeng Temple had the means to deal with ghosts and monsters. It was currently the safest place in Qingshan County.
Although his previous experience made him afraid of Qingfeng Temple, compared with the uncertainty in the city, Qingfeng Temple was undoubtedly safer.
"Don't get too close to Qingfeng Temple."
He plans to maintain the current strategy, live side by side, and take advantage of the aura of warding off evil.
……
Five days later, Chen Mu's swelling subsided.
The internal injuries remain, but they no longer affect movement.
He simply packed his luggage and rushed to Xiaodong Mountain to investigate the situation.
Things were simpler than Chen Mu had imagined.
Qingfeng Temple recruited workers to build an altar.
Thousands of workers needed to eat, drink, defecate and live. They built sheds, pitched tents and repaired wooden houses. Thousands of people spontaneously formed a shantytown at the foot of Dongshan Mountain.
Savvy businessmen even organized a small rally here.
Chen Mu put on gray cloth clothes, a bamboo hat, and put on birthmark makeup.
Fisherman Yang Zhi blended in easily.
He planned to find someone to build a wooden house at the edge of the gathering area, near Qingfengguan Mountain Road.
You can see Qingfeng Temple on the mountain as soon as you raise your eyes.
You can also jump onto the roof and overlook the entire shantytown.
The log house is progressing very quickly.
Various skilled craftsmen gather here.
The three men started work in the morning and left happily in the evening with a hundred copper coins each.
That night Chen Mu moved into the house that still smelled of damp wood.
The wood is all fresh wood, which is easy to rot and attract insects.
But Chen Mu didn't plan to live there for a long time.
The house fits the bill.
……
In the next few days, Chen Mu was busy with daily necessities.
Pots, pans, and utensils are indispensable, and so are oil, salt, sauce, and vinegar.
He carried four sacks of white wheat from the cellar of old house No. 2. Each sack weighed more than 100 pounds and was the last food in the cellar.
"We are really leaving Qingshan County."
The price of grain in Qingshan County is becoming more and more outrageous. Now a sack of wheat even costs one and a half taels of silver.
I bought two large water tanks, caught a basket of fish and put them in them to raise and eat slowly.
Chen Mu closed the door and refused to see visitors, staying in the wooden house to recuperate.
……
"The medical book you want." Jie Jia put one hand behind his back, picked up the sack with the other, and threw it in front of Chen Mu with a bang.
Under the shade of a tree, Chen Mu lay on a bamboo chair, rocking back and forth as he leisurely read a book.
"Thanks." Chen Mu stood up and reached into the bag to rummage around.
The yellowed pages exude a faint smell of ink.
These are the various medical books that Chen Mu asked Jiejia to help buy.
I can't practice martial arts while recovering from my injuries, so this is a good time to brush up on my medicine-making skills.
Finding that he had not read most of the medical books, he threw a small cloth bag to Jie Jia, and Chen Mu could not help but nodded with satisfaction.
"Do you want to imitate Sanyang Liujun Pills?" Jiejia weighed the bag and put it into his sleeve.
"I don't believe it." Chen Mu did not hide it.
Jie Jia said sincerely, "I believe it."
Now it was Chen Mu's turn to be confused.
I don't have confidence myself, so how come you believe it?
"Do you need any medicinal herbs? I have the channels." Jie Jia said solemnly.