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The Qianshan Sutra is really not a serious thing.
The Five Ghosts Bag, the Yin-Trap Strategy, and the Soul-Fixing Stake, the names sound weird.
"A single soul-fixing stake is of little use. At most, it can only drive away evil spirits." Jie Jia handed the stick to Chen Mu: "You can use it as a weapon."
Black smoke filled the air and Chen Mu quickly put away the stick.
He didn't want to be found.
This thing is an auxiliary tool for Huan Yin Ce and can definitely be sensed by Huan Yin Ce.
King Chao must have mastered the strategy of keeping the enemy at bay.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t have allowed people to search in Taipei City.
"Fortunately, I hid this stick in the Five Ghosts Bag." Chen Mu was still frightened.
"Don't worry," Jie Jia said calmly as he took a sip of tea from the teacup. "He will refine a new soul-fixing stake soon."
"To ensure the effectiveness of the Yin-raising Strategy?"
"Ah."
Chen Mu shrugged: "Let's keep it hidden for a while."
He has no shortage of weapons, but he doesn't know how to use a stick.
And he also has forty-one Zuming Talismans.
There is no need to use soul-fixing stakes to dispel the evil...wait!
"Can the Soul-Fixing Pillar dispel evil spirits?" Chen Mu asked calmly.
"Yes." Jiejia blew on the tea leaves in the teacup and said, "Don't you need a pigpen to raise pigs?"
"This thing is a pig pen, a fence."
"Well, it has thorns."
Chen Mu's heart suddenly skipped a beat, but his expression remained calm as he lowered his head and pretended to drink tea.
"Zu Mingfu's business has been good recently, right? I'm leaving tomorrow, and it seems you don't have the time to see me off? After all, I can't delay you from making money. Haha..." Chen Mu pretended to tease.
"If you give enough money, I can give it to you." Jiejia said calmly.
Chen Mu laughed and shook his head: "I can't afford to compensate you for your losses."
"How much is a Zu Ming Fu being sold for now?"
Jie Jia couldn't help but raise his eyelids a little, with a hint of smile in his eyes: "Three thousand five."
Chen Mu's eyebrows suddenly raised.
"Cough cough!"
He took out thirty-one Zuming talismans from his arms and silently pushed them in front of Jiejia.
"Please help me sell it."
"I won't let you suffer any loss. I'll give you a commission of 100 taels for each ticket."
Jie Jia: “…”
I'll sell it to you for 2,500.
Would you like me to help you sell it for another 3,500?
Do I need your one hundred taels?
What I lack is one thousand taels!
Jiejia's eyelids suddenly raised three points.
He almost crushed the silver beads he was rubbing in his hands!
……
The next day, Chen Mu happily counted the banknotes after breakfast.
After selling the thirty-one Zuming talismans and deducting Jiejia's commission, the net profit was twenty-seven thousand nine hundred taels.
After deducting the remaining ten bills, there are still two thousand nine hundred taels left.
He also sold a lot of blue pills this month.
After a total calculation, Chen Mu's net worth skyrocketed to more than 13,200 taels.
Personal wealth has skyrocketed!
"With this money, I can live in Lijiang Weicheng forever!" Chen Mu thought happily.
In the main hall of the front yard of Hesheng Hall.
Chen Mu walked in symbolically carrying a small cloth bag.
Jiejia sat behind the spotless counter, rubbing silver beads as usual.
"I am leaving."
"Don't forget to ask someone to pick up the medicine."
Lijiang Acropolis is not far away, so Chen Mu can still do his counterfeit pill business.
Jiejia raised his head, looked at Chen Mu calmly with his bright yellow eyes, and nodded slightly.
Chen Mu chuckled, then turned around and strode away.
……
Jian'an Gate in the east of the city.
After a month of chaos, the area around Jian'anmen returned to its usual bustle.
Chen Mu changed his face shape, wearing a gray suit, with his hair tied with a black cloth on his head, and strode towards him with a small bag on his back.
Following the team and quickly passing the usual inspection, Chen Mu once again left Nanyang City.
Looking back, Chen Mu shrugged. He didn't know when he would come again.
Just as he was about to leave, a long convoy caught Chen Mu's attention.
The convoy was long, the carriages were gorgeous, and the guards were all strong and powerful.
"Which big family's convoy is this?"
Chen Mu followed the people leaving the city and hid on the side of the road.
"Isn't this someone from the Zhou family in the inner city?"
"I actually escaped that disaster."
"The Bai family is fine too. It is said that the whole family went to Lijiang Weicheng to worship their ancestors, so they managed to escape."
“What good luck…”
Chen Mu looked at the long convoy indifferently, but his heart suddenly felt cold for no reason.
Bai family, Zhou family, Shangguan family...
Luck? Luck that the whole family survived?
Ah……
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 131 Stability
Lijiang City, Yongtongfang in the east of the city, outside the gate of a small courtyard.
Chen Mu opened the brass lock and pushed the door open.
Thatched huts and exercise stands stood quietly in the courtyard, and various weeds whose names I couldn't tell covered the ground in a mess.
"Take your time to clean up." Chen Mu shrugged his shoulders, looking relaxed.
Nanyang City is huge and prosperous, but Chen Mu has always felt depressed. Various things have come one after another, making him breathless.
“It’s still comfortable in a small town.”
Black smoke quickly spread throughout the yard, and wherever it passed, the weeds disappeared.
Remove the weeds and replace the leaky thatched roof with a new one.
Remove the training stand that was exposed to wind and sun and covered with gray and black mold spots.
Clean rooms with cobwebs.
Clean out dusty pots and pans.
Chen Mu spent the whole morning tidying up the yard.
At noon, a pile of moldy bedding and mats were thrown by him in the yard.
"I have to buy new ones."
The Li River is located south of Daliang and is hot and humid all year round.
Even though he had taken moisture-proof measures when he left last time, it still couldn't prevent the bedding from getting moldy.
……
At noon, Lijiang Tower in the east of Lijiang Acropolis.
Chen Mu sat in the corner of the lobby on the first floor, eating his meal leisurely.
“Consumption is still lower in small cities.”
He just went to Lijiang Chengdong Market to buy bedding, mats and other daily necessities.
The whole thing cost only one or two taels of silver, and he was also given a wooden basin for washing his feet.
Chen Mu gave an extra three hundred copper coins and got a huge bathtub.
"If you were in Nanyang City, you wouldn't be able to buy it without three taels of silver."
Thinking of the more than 13,000 taels of silver on him, Chen Mu suddenly felt very proud.