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"No need to say more, I know you don't believe it." Song Wuji waved his hand.
"Wait, I'm going to beat up Qing Liu and open your eyes!" After saying that, he flew out with a whoosh.
Chen Mu: “…”
Otherwise, I'd better run away first...
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 292 Rescue
After a few faint explosions were heard from the direction of Pengyue Mountain, a beam of emerald green light flew in from the sky.
Song Wuji landed in the camp and sat in front of the campfire with a strange look on his face.
He ignored them and just frowned and muttered a series of words like "this shouldn't be possible", "this is not the Qingliu I know".
Chen Mu didn't dare to ask for details.
From this performance, it is clear that Supervisor Song went to fight but failed to win.
Asking about it at this time would be like rubbing salt into the wound.
What if he doesn't pay back the money?
After a day of rest, Song Wuji flew to Pengyue Mountain to fight again.
After coming back again, there was still that strange and unbelievable look on his face.
Chen Mu was no longer worried.
Although this Supervisor Song could not defeat the Snow Demon Qing Liu, at least he could save his own life.
Since the creditor is alive and well, Chen Mu will just let him do whatever he wants.
He just activated the Seven Souls Returning to their Origin every night and observed his surroundings, for fear of being deceived again.
The six Wushan brothers and sisters had no complaints and were even quite cooperative.
They were also frightened by their previous experience of falling into an illusion.
……
Two more days later.
Supervisor Song seemed to have found a way.
He went to Pengyue Mountain with Leng Yuechan, who had been hiding and sleeping underground.
Soon, they heard a deafening croaking sound.
This plan is very useful.
More than a dozen people came to Aishan that afternoon.
They were all wearing gray shorts and looked haggard.
Chen Mu didn't recognize any of them. But by looking at their clothes, he knew they were all disciples who worked in the lower courtyard.
“I heard that they are all disciples at the foot of the mountain.”
In the evening, by the campfire, Wu Ruo told everyone the news she had found out.
"Because I was short of money, I didn't go to the dojo."
Because they are far away from Lengyuetan, they are less affected and are the first to break free from the illusion?
Chen Mu understood.
……
In the next few days, accompanied by the thunderous sounds of quacking, people came to the vicinity of the short mountain one after another.
I even met Shang Huan and Mr. Hao.
They appeared with Mo Wuzhou.
"Xiao Mu, you escaped too, that's great!" Old Hao had lost a lot of weight, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at Chen Mu excitedly.
"I escaped by luck." Chen Mu also looked emotional.
He thought he would never see this old neighbor again.
"Thanks to Xiao Mo." Old Hao was full of relief: "It was he who discovered the problem and saved us. Otherwise, we would not have survived until Supervisor Song took action and we would have been buried in Pengyue Mountain."
Chen Mu couldn't help but look at Mo Wuzhou not far away.
Dozens of lower-school disciples gathered around him, all of whom were rescued by him.
Chen Mu couldn't help but admire him.
In the Snow Demon's illusion, he was able to protect himself and save so many people. He really had some skills.
Looking at the people next to him, their faces were full of respect, and they completely followed his lead.
Chen Mu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"As expected, he is the greatest genius in the House of Commons in decades. He is truly the protagonist."
……
In the evening, piles of bonfires were lit on the hillsides of the low mountains.
The campsite beside the pond has continued to expand, and there are already seventy or eighty people around the pond.
Chen Mu gave up his original position and left it to Song Wuji.
Mo Wuzhou and several lower house stewards who had escaped also gathered there.
After all, Chen Mu is a homebody and is not used to being with too many strangers.
So we found a spot on the edge of the mountain near the south and set up camp.
No one pays attention, I feel free.
In front of the campfire, Chen Mu closed his eyes and rested.
The flickering firelight flickered on his face.
He looked at the gray wall that appeared out of thin air in front of him with regret.
Soul-raising spell: limit;
It has been more than a month since the last upgrade.
When he was in the dojo, he spent most of his time practicing the soul-raising spell, and his experience points were gradually filled up.
"It's a pity that there are only three levels."
"It would be even better if it had more levels and more abilities like the Five Ghosts Bag." Chen Mu thought greedily.
But being single also has its advantages.
The first two levels of the soul-nourishing spell are called soul-nourishing, but they are more like soul-summoning, summoning the original spirituality of the magic weapon.
Only when you complete the Soul-Nourishing Mantra can you be said to have the true ability - to nourish souls.
A secret technique used to nurture the spiritual power of the yin and yang. The stronger the spiritual power, the more powerful the magic weapon.
It seems that this upgrade route was determined when the magic weapon was first refined.
"From the perspective of its growth potential, this magical weapon is very special."
“The future is limitless.”
……
"I am happy to see that all the brothers and sisters were able to escape successfully."
As soon as Chen Mu opened his eyes, he saw Shang Huan, who was now two meters tall and strong, flattering him and trying to build relationships with the six Wushan brothers and sisters.
He approached the few people mysteriously and whispered.
"Mr. Gongsun contacted me just now and said that he had successfully escaped and is somewhere in our camp."
"He also asked us to gather together first so that it would be easier for him to arrange the actions."
"We had a very pleasant cooperation last time. Mr. Gongsun was very satisfied when he found out."
"We should cooperate sincerely and make money for everyone." Shang Huan spoke naturally.
The six Wushan brothers and sisters looked at Shang Huan who was acting very serious.
He looked at Chen Mu who was sitting by the campfire not far away.
His face was full of weirdness.
Doesn’t this fat guy know that the person in front of him is Gongsun Sheng?
The ability to use the tiger's skin and wave the banner is really profound!
They almost believed it!
Noticing the gazes of several people, Shang Huan looked suddenly enlightened.
"This is my younger brother. We are very close. It's okay for him to know about our affairs." Shang Huan sat down next to Chen Mu, put his arm around Chen Mu's shoulders and looked like we were familiar with each other.
"He's the friend I told you about who's as good as the chef at Bazhenlou."
"Let him show off his skills at dinner tonight, and you'll know what I said is true." Shang Huan patted Chen Mu's shoulder carelessly.
The six people couldn't help but look sideways.
You are really brave!
"I'm not hungry!" Ai Ji shouted immediately. Looking at Chen Mu's expressionless face, cold sweat immediately broke out.
"I'm only having two breakfasts today. It's getting late, how can I not be hungry!" Shang Huan was enthusiastic.
Then he whispered to Chen Mu, "Brother, you have to help me."
Chen Mu glanced at the fat guy.
In the past, I wanted to ask you for information, which is why I let you eat and drink for free. Now you want me to help you save face?
"I'll give you money!"