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Continuous mistakes made him more cautious.
A faint, pungent but tempting spicy aroma enters the nose.
"It smells good? Is it time for dinner?" Zongtai looked up at the gradually darkening sky.
"Hurry up and finish it so that we can attend the banquet hosted by my eldest brother." Zongtai was about to leave, but suddenly stopped.
"That's not right. Hasn't this street always been uninhabited?! Where does the fragrance come from?"
In order to ensure the safety of the soul-fixing stake, he had specially explored it and found that there were only empty houses around it.
As a result, a scholar appeared out of nowhere and ruined his good fortune, causing him to be alienated and ignored.
Later, it was speculated that the man might be a fugitive criminal who, like them, deliberately sought out an empty house to hide.
Their initial meeting was really just a coincidence.
Zongtai carefully recalled the scholar and suddenly frowned.
He remembered that the fried dumplings made by the scholar were also fragrant.
Just like the spicy taste, it makes people salivate.
Also in Linhengfang.
Also on a deserted street.
It can also make delicious food.
Is it...
Zongtai suddenly turned his head and looked solemnly at the street not far away.
"Is there another escaped criminal?!"
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 127 Soul-fixing Stake
Zongtai stood at the street entrance, frowning and thinking deeply.
Did the murderer come here accidentally or on purpose?
Did you know that there is a soul-fixing stake buried here? !
Zongtai was about to go over to check it out, but after taking two steps he suddenly stopped.
"never mind."
"No more mistakes can be made." Zongtai thought, shaking his head.
Before attacking Nanyang, he ran around and ended up making mistakes just when he was close to success. He was alienated by Chao Fang and teased by his brothers, and he was always angry.
The most urgent task is to take out the soul-fixing stake and send it back to the inner city.
"Don't create unnecessary complications!"
Thinking of this, he turned and walked into the alley.
……
Standing in front of the gate of the house with two yellow lanterns hanging on it.
Zongtai jumped up and flipped into the courtyard.
Arriving at the main door, he carefully examined the small mechanism on the copper lock, making sure that no one had sneaked in. He heaved a sigh of relief, unlocked the door and entered.
In the dim main room, Zongtai looked at the familiar room in the dim light.
Regret and resentment filled his heart again, and he sighed after a long while.
“People have to look forward.”
"If I don't have soldiers under my command, then I won't lead any troops at all."
"As long as I do what my elder brother tells me to do and continue to practice with Zhaodianhong, I will be able to make a name for myself sooner or later."
Taking out a porcelain bottle from his arms, Zongtai unplugged the bottle and poured the liquid into his palm.
The sticky and bright red Zhaodianhong flowed out.
It looks like jelly and has good fluidity. When poured into the palm of your hand, it automatically shrinks into a crystal ball the size of a quail egg.
"First, take the soul-fixing stake."
Holding Zhaodianhong in one hand, Zongtai uttered a long string of incomprehensible words.
These words have no coherence and total about 300 to 400 words, which seem like completely meaningless nonsense.
Zongtai ignored it and continued to recite.
again.
Ten times.
A hundred times...
This went on for two quarters of an hour before finally there was a change.
In the hand, there was a small red ball, and small bumps kept appearing on its surface, and then disappeared and fell back.
Zongtai felt relieved: "Finally..."
As he continued to read, his voice became strange.
At the beginning it was just one voice, then slowly it became like two voices overlapping, and after a while it became countless people chanting at the same time.
Zongtai suppressed his dry mouth and kept chanting the spell.
After reciting for nearly three quarters of an hour, the sky had completely darkened.
The small red ball in the hall suddenly emitted a bright red light, which spread out in an instant and quickly seeped through his fingers.
It fell on the ground, scattering mottled red dots, like a living thing, wriggling and wriggling, and then drilled into the ground through the cracks in the blue brick floor and disappeared.
The ground suddenly shook.
The blue brick floor was lifted up, and the underground soil quickly rolled upward and overflowed, forming a half-meter-high soil bag in just a few breaths.
A shiny black stick covered with lines and cloud patterns suddenly emerged from the center of the mound.
"Soul-fixing stake!"
Zongtai grabbed it and pulled it out.
The cold touch made him shiver.
The soul-fixing stake is as tall as a person and as thick as a child’s arm.
The appearance is like the night sky, deep and black.
The material is neither gold nor iron, but more like glass. It looks heavy but is actually light.
"It's done!"
……
Linhengfang, Chen’s house.
After the meal, a cloud of black smoke filled the air.
The mess of cups and plates on the square table disappeared.
When it appeared again, it was as bright and clean as new.
Even the oil stains and dirt that were difficult to wash off were separated cleanly by the Five Ghosts' black smoke.
Jie Jia couldn't help but raise his eyelids a little, and his bright yellow eyes were filled with a strange look.
"Your use of magical tools is truly... unique?"
If ordinary people get a magical instrument, they would want to worship it like an ancestor?
How could Chen Mu use the precious Five Ghosts Bag to wash dishes?!
What a waste of magical instruments! What a waste of natural resources!
If those who worked so hard to collect magical weapons knew about this, they would definitely chop Chen Mu to pieces alive.
Chen Mu raised his eyebrows, his face full of pride.
Following the five-bag version of the vacuum cleaner and the five-bag version of the range hood, Chen Mu gradually developed the five-bag version of the dishwasher.
waste?
"I am trying my best to improve the quality of life within my affordable range. This is the wisdom of life, you don't understand!" Chen Mu smiled with a sense of superiority and shook his head.
Jie Jia: “…”
"Are you sure it's not because you're lazy?"
Chen Mu smiled more and more proudly: "Laziness promotes human progress."
Jie Jia looked confused.
Chen Mu smiled.
Haha...natives!
After everything was packed up, Chen Mu handed Jiejia a fist-sized porcelain bottle.
"Double the blue pills as you requested."
It was filled with sixty blue pills.
Nanyang Prefecture was sealed off and the chaos became more serious, but the entertainment business in Chunfeng Tower became more and more prosperous.
As a result, the business of counterfeit pills has improved a lot.
After seeing Jiejia off, Chen Mu boiled water to soak his feet. A bright oil lamp was lit on the long desk beside him.
He casually pulled out "Bone Identification and Face Checking" and continued to read. His breathing also slowly adjusted, becoming rapid but rhythmic.
The Heavenly Serpent Form Training Technique has completed the marrow change, and a new breathing method has been created by Chen Mu.
Now it has gradually been integrated into walking, living, sitting and lying. The proficiency of the fourth level of the Heavenly Snake Training Technique is constantly advancing.