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"It's a pity that I can only choose one." Chen Mu calmly picked up a copy of "The Seven-Horned Black Deer's Shape Training Technique" and walked towards the desk.
Half an hour later, he left the library.
Chen Mu turned to look at Zong Tai at the second-floor window and nodded politely to greet him.
Zongtai also nodded in greeting, but there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.
Why does this person look familiar?
"Xing Laoliu!" Zongtai shouted at the door downstairs.
"Here comes the Second Master!" Xing Laoliu ran upstairs happily.
"Is there something wrong with that person?" Erye asked casually.
Xing Laoliu's heart was pounding, but the flattering smile on his face did not change at all.
Problem? What problem could there be? He is just a ruthless person who cuts bones and fills flesh.
He vowed: "Absolutely no problem!"
"Well, do your job well. You will be rewarded." Zongtai waved his hand casually.
"Thank you, Second Master!" Xing Laoliu went downstairs happily.
After sitting back at the desk at the door, he carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"It's better not to mess with such a ruthless person."
"What if he suddenly kills someone?"
"Old man Ding? Heh..."
……
At the gate of a large house in the east city of the inner city.
"Okay, go in. This is the training camp of the Wu Camp instructor." Old man Ding stuck his head out of the carriage window and pointed lazily at a vermilion lacquered gate.
Chen Mu looked at Old Man Ding expressionlessly.
He touched the Seven-Horned Black Deer Shape Training Book in his arms and thought of the other two books still lying in the library.
Suddenly, he smiled and said, "Mr. Ding, I have a cousin named Chen Jia, who also has the strength of Yi Gu, and wants to join King Chao's army. Can you help introduce him to me?"
"Where is he?" Old Man Ding was excited at that time.
"It's a pity that he lives in Shanglinfang. It's not in the area you are responsible for."
Old man Ding frowned, as the person in charge of Shanglinfang didn't get along with him.
After thinking for a long time, I suddenly gritted my teeth and decided that I would just not deal with it anymore! There was no reason to give up the fat meat at my mouth to others!
"I will go find him tomorrow! I will personally guide him through the process!" Old man Ding said excitedly, another sum of money is about to come into his account!
Chen Mu was equally happy, as he was about to get another book on the form-building technique!
Looking at Old Man Ding driving away excitedly, Chen Mu put away his smile, turned around and left the Wu Camp indifferently.
"I hope you'll be this happy when my identity is exposed."
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 123 It’s settled
Inside the old wooden house in Shanglinfang.
Three strange syllables came out of Chen Mu's mouth.
Black smoke appeared in the air, twisting and rolling like a long snake, and then suddenly reached down.
The large tanks filled with live fish disappeared.
This was repeated six times, and all the fish in the seven large tanks were devoured.
Chen Mu looked inside the space of the Five Ghosts Bag and saw that the essence of the Three Treasures floating in the air finally changed.
The originally light red mung bean fog has now turned into... a not-so-light red mung bean fog.
"No wonder they want to target a living person."
He devoured no less than thirty-five tanks of live fish, but he still hasn't mastered even a drop of Zhaodianhong.
"If I keep catching fish like this, the Dragon King of Luohe will come and cause trouble for me."
Black smoke rolled in his hand, and a bright red pill appeared in his hand.
Chen Mu raised his head and looked towards the inner city: "The people in this world live such a miserable life."
He had every reason to suspect that this thing was refined from countless lives in the inner city.
"After all this trouble, Daliang has not been destroyed. It's a miracle."
Chen Mu indifferently put away the Dragon Transformation Pill in his hand.
"It seems there is no need to rush to refine Zhaodianhong."
He carries forty-one Zuming talismans...even though he is in debt.
But his need for money was no longer so urgent.
The income from the three generic pills was enough to support him in paying off his debts, but it would take a little time.
There is no need to think about exchanging the Dragon Transformation Pill for the Shape Training Technique, as he has already found a way to obtain the Shape Training Technique.
"It's just a little dangerous."
……
Under the pavilion, Chen Mu brought a wooden basin and placed it on the stone table.
The basin was filled with clear water, and Chen Mu looked down at the water.
I watched helplessly as his facial muscles slowly moved and he transformed into a handsome scholar.
"My young master Duan Yu."
Chen Mu immediately shook his head: "This little brother is too pitiful. The girls he likes... are all real girls."
"A cousin is also a sister."
He quickly adjusted his facial muscles and turned into an elegant middle-aged man in his thirties or forties: "My name is Duan Zhengchun!"
Chen Mu nodded in satisfaction, then shook his head: "This old fellow is very lucky, tut tut... it's a pity that he has a green algae head."
Immediately, his facial expression changed again: "Yanzu still looks better to me."
"Well, Guan Xi can make do with it."
Chen Mu was in a good mood, and his facial expression kept changing.
Due to the limitation of his facial features, he couldn't do it exactly the same. But it was easy to fool Old Man Ding with this trick!
……
Xing Laoliu got up early, went to the street corner to eat a bowl of small wonton, and then walked to the inner city prefectural government office.
The change of the owner of the government office did not affect him much. As long as he kept his ability, he could make a living anywhere.
His family has been coroners for generations and they understand the human body structure best, especially good at observing bones.
Passing by one luxurious mansion after another, Xing Laoliu couldn't help but shake his head.
“All wealth and glory are but smoke. When you die, everything is gone.”
More than ten days ago, the owner of this house was the object of his envy and jealousy, and he wished he could take his place.
Now?
"Oh... they must be envious of me."
"If the dead could think."
……
After checking in at the yamen, I greeted my old friends with laughter.
Xing Laoliu walked into the familiar inner courtyard library, took out the illustrated storybook he hadn't finished reading yesterday from the bookshelf, and continued reading it.
It was not until noon that Zongtai, who was in charge of the library, came staggering over.
The man looked tired and gloomy. He ignored Xing Laoliu's flattering smile and went upstairs on his own.
Xing Laoliu couldn't help but shook his head: "Fame, wealth and status are all dung, no one can hold them forever."
He was also Chao Tianwang's confidant. Somehow he angered Chao Tianwang and was sent here to guard the library.
While his colleagues were making fortunes outside, he could only hide here and drink tea in silence.
Xing Laoliu didn't think about it any more.
All the wonderful things belong to others. He is not young anymore and just wants to live the rest of his life in peace.
Curled up in a rocking chair, hiding in the shadow of the library, Xing Laoliu was enjoying the cool breeze from the lake.
"This day... is comfortable."
"Look at those clerks, looking up data, recording information, they are busy as dogs."
"As for those who recruit soldiers, they can make money, but what if they run into a tough guy one day?"
"It's better to stay here. No one will bother you."
Xing Laoliu was full of complacency.
“Most importantly, it’s safe!”
Just as I was enjoying it, a familiar voice suddenly came to my ears.
"Xing Laoliu, don't sleep! Hurry up and register this little brother!"
Old man Ding?
Why is there someone else choosing to practice shape arts?
Thinking of the ruthless man with a face full of flesh yesterday, Xing Laoliu, who closed his eyes, suddenly had a bad premonition.