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"Is it braised or grilled..."
……
"Boss, we've found the scholar!" A bailiff came up to Captain Lu and whispered.
"Finally found it!" Captain Lu said excitedly.
His eyes were bloodshot, his face was flushed, and he was full of excitement.
It took him a long while to come back to his senses. He threw a few taels of silver to the bailiff and waved his hand to send him away.
He quickly left the yamen amid the other party's profuse thanks.
……
In the evening, Captain Lu quietly came to a house.
The light in the house was dim, and a figure was sitting in the shadows.
Captain Lu could no longer contain his joy.
This is his hope of developing courage!
Ten years to train the body, a hundred years to nourish the soul.
Practicing the body is difficult enough, but nourishing the soul is even more difficult!
Now, he has a shortcut!
Once you develop courage, prolong your life, and become invulnerable to swords and guns, you can really dominate the world!
"Scholar, be my resource for advancement!"
Drawing out his sword, Captain Lu gathered all his strength and smashed the wooden door down with a loud bang.
Rushing towards the figure in front of the table.
……
South of Qingshan County, beside the Bailang River.
In a river bend, on the calm water surface, white fish are swimming in groups.
Chen Mu sat on a rock by the river.
A cloud of black smoke appeared and disappeared beside him.
Every once in a while, black smoke would rush into the water.
There will be a lot fewer fish in the water.
Inside the Five Ghosts Bag.
There is a vertical shaft with a diameter of one meter in the center of the egg-shaped shelf, which is filled with unconscious live fish. This is the feeding port for the Five Ghost Bags.
The racks and tents are just to prevent the fish from eating secretly, you still need to feed them.
"It's time to go." Chen Mu glanced at the sun that was about to set.
For more than half a month, he practiced the shape-shifting technique in the morning and stayed by the Bailang River in the afternoon to practice the Five Ghosts Moving Mountains Curse.
Continuously controlling the Five Ghost Bags caused Chen Mu's brain to ache.
"Does the Five Ghosts Bag consume essence, spirit, or soul power?" Chen Mu thought with a pale face, still feeling a lingering fear.
At first he didn't know and practiced hard, almost fainting from the practice.
The ghost paper figure is like an invisible hand. Taking action consumes physical strength. Controlling the Five Ghost Bag consumes something more mysterious.
Once he overuses it, he will become depressed and upset.
So every time he practiced, Chen Mu always tried to save as much as possible.
Summoning black gas, it dissipated immediately before the paper man materialized.
So the black smoke was always around him.
I glanced at my reflection in the water. I saw dark circles, a pale face, and bloodshot eyes from excitement, just like when I was playing games all night in my previous life.
"Playing games isn't as fun as grinding for proficiency." Although Chen Mu was tired, he was excited.
Just chant a few spells and black smoke will fly away. No other game can compare to that feedback!
After practicing for half a month, my proficiency increased rapidly.
Although the Five Ghosts Moving Mountains Curse did not break through the second level, it successfully shortened the time to ten seconds, making it faster and more secretive.
He carried a knee-high bamboo basket on his back, with seven or eight fish in it to hide his tracks.
Chen Mu walked along the Bailang River towards Xiaodong Mountain in the southeast.
……
boom!
Captain Lu rushed in like an angry wild boar.
But he was beaten out like a rag doll.
A strong man with an expressionless face walked out of the cabin.
The man was wearing black trousers and a sweatshirt, and his bare arms were covered with strong muscles that looked like they were sculpted by a knife or an axe.
Captain Lu stared at the familiar face and suddenly he thought of the serious injury he suffered a year ago.
"It's you! The culprit behind the Wang family's massacre!"
"Aren't you dead?!"
Captain Lu was horrified. Who was the beheaded man? How could the two be so similar?
"Lu Jin, you are really cautious."
"I followed you for half a year, and finally you were alone."
Captain Lu's expression changed.
This person is related to the murderer and is deliberately lurking... It's dangerous!
"Attack civilians in the dead of night."
"Captain Lu, are you going to kill someone again to get the spoils?" the sturdy man said with a joking smile.
"The Qingshan County police chief is a murderer, hey!"
Lu Jin's scalp suddenly tightened: "He knows! How could he know?!"
“In Xiaodong Mountain, with Qingfeng Temple there, I didn’t dare to touch you. But this is Qingshan County, and you are all alone, haha…” The sturdy man had a cat-playing-with-mouse smile on his face.
"Trouble!" Lu Jin's heart sank.
I was caught off guard just now and took the attack head-on, so I'm injured.
If you keep hitting me, I'll be worn out to death!
"I can't stay in the city. I must find a way to show sincerity!" Lu Jin made up his mind.
He took out a Five Qi Pill and stuffed it into his mouth with a painful look on his face.
The qi and blood instantly rose, and the face suddenly became red.
He raised his sword high, roared, turned around and ran!
……
As December approaches, the weather in Qingshan County becomes cooler, but it is not as cold as in the hinterland of Daliang, and evergreen plants are still growing.
Chen Mu stood leisurely on the long stone bridge across the river.
Admiring the green mountains and fields on both sides of the Bailang River, my depressed spirit can't help but be relieved.
Before going home every day, he would stand on the bridge to rest for a while and relieve his tension.
"It's a beautiful place with clear water and green mountains. If it weren't for the ghosts causing chaos and the constant human disasters, it would be nice to live in Qingshan County."
He wanted to be the Sword God of Shilipo the most, but unfortunately...
Chen Mu turned his head and looked towards the east side of the stone bridge.
The wide road extends directly to Xiaodong Mountain.
Xiaodong Mountain is lush and green, but there is a large and conspicuous yellow spot on the east side of the mountain.
That was where the altar was, and the grass and trees had been cut down.
Chen Mu looked at Huang Ban and shook his head: "It's a pity that Qingshan County is always shrouded in danger."
"Let's start preparing supplies tomorrow." Chen Mu thought as he patted the railing of the stone bridge.
At this time, a strong man came from a distance.
The other person was carrying a man with disheveled hair and blood-stained sleeves on his back.
As if he didn't expect there was someone on the bridge, the sturdy man paused, then walked back onto the bridge as usual.
Chen Mu showed a curious look on his face, but did not ask. This world is not safe, and kindness does not necessarily lead to good results.
Judging from the direction these two people were heading, they were probably going into the city to seek medical treatment. Were they laborers repairing the altar?
In ancient times when productivity was underdeveloped, excavating mountains to build large altars would inevitably result in heavy casualties.
Noticing the visitor's gaze, Chen Mu felt sympathy and nodded in greeting with good intentions.
The man was startled, then nodded in response with a wry smile.
"He rolled down the mountain and lost half his life. I carried him back to see his children for the last time." The strong man explained with a wry smile.
Chen Mu's heart couldn't help but twitch. Life is always so fragile: "My condolences."
The sturdy man sighed and walked past Chen Mu with the person on his back.
Chen Mu stared at the backs of the two people and shook his head helplessly.
He wanted to help, but he was powerless.
If you can't even guarantee your own safety and survival, how can you help others?
Chen Mu turned and left.