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Then he went into the underground secret room again.
Collect some of the yellow sprout rice and bacon, then destroy and fill the passage to prevent it from being discovered.
They further damaged the courtyard of Aishan, set it on fire, and left without hesitation.
He was on Tongtian River last night and did not return.
He was affected by the fight between Chongshan Dao's disciples.
It has nothing to do with him!
That's it!
……
Gengyin District, pavilion gathering point.
Chen Mu deliberately made a detour, and when he arrived, there were already forty or fifty people gathered.
"Why is your face so pale?" Shang Huan approached Chen Mu and teased.
"Scared." Chen Mu said calmly.
"I was also scared to death. I hid in the cellar all night and didn't dare to come out." Shang Huan felt sympathetic.
"Have you stayed on Tongtian River all night?" Old Hao asked as he looked in the direction Chen Mu was coming from.
"When I saw the black dragon rising into the sky, I didn't dare move. It wasn't until dawn that I went closer to the dock to check it out." Chen Mu said truthfully.
"Luckily you didn't come back." Old Hao sighed, "I don't know who damaged your yard. Most of it collapsed and was even set on fire."
"By now, the wooden shed has probably been burned to ashes."
Chen Mu's face suddenly changed, and he pretended to be shocked and angry and said, "Why am I so unlucky!"
"You should be thankful. If you were in the yard last night..." Mr. Hao said meaningfully.
Chen Mu immediately shuddered in agreement: "We should be thankful indeed."
Then he changed the subject and began to lead the conversation back to what happened last night.
As expected, the two of them stopped talking about his burned house.
……
Forty or fifty people gathered together, making a lot of noise, and all they talked about was the chaos of last night.
Some are afraid, some are excited.
Chen Mu hid in the crowd and observed silently.
Fear is normal, but excitement is somewhat intriguing.
Last night when he was receiving the wishes of his fellow Taoists, he discovered that it was not only the Chongshan Taoist who were killing people and stealing treasures, but some disciples of the Jilong Taoist lower house were also taking the opportunity to cause chaos.
Chen Mu silently memorized the faces of several people.
"Stay away from these people in the future."
He didn't want to take the gift back.
trouble!
……
By noon, a group of people were waiting impatiently.
Finally, a team of inspection personnel arrived, exhausted.
Two of them posted a notice with black words on white paper on the pillar of the pavilion.
The leading steward in black stood beside the pillar and spoke with a serious face.
"The Supervisor has issued an order."
"In order to prevent another attack from the mountain road and avoid causing greater losses, the supervisors decided to abandon the lower house and collectively go into the mountains to open up wasteland for refuge."
"Whether to follow me into the mountain is up to you to decide."
"Followers will receive certain preferential treatment."
"Those who leave will be deemed to have automatically given up their status as disciples of the Jilong Dao Lower House."
"The details are all in the notice."
"Those who are interested in following can go to Bingzi District to meet up and set off early tomorrow morning."
Almost immediately after the black-clad steward finished speaking, the crowd went wild.
Chen Mu's face looked solemn.
Abandon the House of Commons?
Is the situation so serious?
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 256 Journey
Gengyin District, outside the pavilion.
As the black-clad steward announced his abandonment of the House of Commons, forty or fifty people immediately started talking at once, creating a huge commotion.
"Can we still grow yellow sprout rice in the mountains?" an honest old man asked worriedly.
"Didn't we say that we wanted to open up new land?" a companion next to him interrupted.
"Doesn't that mean we have to start all over again?" The old man looked grim.
The Jilongdao Lower Courtyard was slowly renovated and rebuilt over hundreds of years.
It would be extremely difficult to open up a new area and restore the current situation!
"How's the Senate going?" someone shouted.
The noisy crowd suddenly became quiet, and Chen Mu couldn't help but prick up his ears.
"Before I came here, I still hadn't contacted the Senate."
"I only know that a fierce fight is taking place in the Senate. As for the outcome..." The black-clad steward shook his head.
Thinking of the terrifying black dragon that made people tremble just by flying over their heads, everyone's hearts were overshadowed by a shadow.
The safety of the Upper House is unknown. If Jilong Road collapses, the Lower House of Jilong Road will be like a broken ship!
Following him into the mountains to take refuge, the final result...
The surroundings fell into silence for a moment.
"Haven't we already walked through the mountain road? Why do we have to go into the mountains? What if we encounter monsters?" Someone in the crowd whispered.
The black-clad steward regained his composure and said, "This is an order from the abbot. You can make your own decision."
"If we stay, do we not have to pay rent?" someone suddenly whispered excitedly.
The crowd fell silent, and then the discussion became more heated.
The black-clad steward glanced at everyone expressionlessly, then led the gray-clad inspectors to the next section.
"Are you going?" Shang Huan nudged Chen Mu with his shoulder.
"Go. I haven't bought the secret technique of sensing yet." Chen Mu said pretentiously.
"We don't charge rent for the land, and whatever you grow is yours. It's actually pretty good to stay here." Mr. Hao was a little hesitant.
Chen Mu didn't say anything.
Without the protection of the House of Commons, order will inevitably fall into chaos.
It is true that you don’t have to pay rent, but whether you can keep the harvest is not certain.
After all, it’s not as fast to farm your own crops as it is to steal the harvest from others!
……
A month later.
A light mist floats in the mountains, and the sounds of birds singing and beasts roaring can be heard one after another.
The lush vegetation is like a thick carpet, firmly covering the land and rocks.
Through the mist, an earth-yellow crack is slowly and steadily extending to the south among the mountains.
It was as if someone took a pair of scissors and cut open the emerald green carpet, revealing the ground underneath.
A group of people formed a long queue and moved forward along the crack.
At the front of the team, fifty or sixty people were carrying a man-high guillotine and kept swinging it.
All the weeds, shrubs, and towering old trees along the road were cut down and cleared to create a passage more than ten meters wide.
Suddenly, a group of palm-sized blue moths appeared in mid-air without any warning and rushed towards the crowd in front.
The people who were busy chopping trees just now dispersed skillfully.
But some people are still bitten by blue moths.
In an instant, the skin carbonized and turned into ash with a burst of black smoke.
Everyone's face changed drastically and they all jumped back.
A figure quickly rushed into the swarm of insects.
He swung his fist and punched and kicked the moth.
The movement was weird, strange and even funny, like a turtle punch.
After all, punching the ground with the face is indeed rare.
It can be accompanied by the opponent's continuous twisting and waving. Flocks of moths quickly fall to the ground, turn black and carbonize, and then turn into flying ash and drift away with the wind.
In just twenty breaths, all the blue moths were killed.
The figure then revealed his face, and it turned out to be a young man with a simple and honest look.
"Brother Liang has great skills!"