My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

Breaking through Yijin, Chen Mu was elated all day.

In addition to the habitual practice of locust stones and kestrel exercises.

Chen Mu specially went out to Anlefang Ruyizhai.

This is a famous vegetarian restaurant in Qingshan County.

In the past, he was reluctant to come here to spend.

He didn't go to the private room, he just found a seat in the corner of the lobby and ordered a large table of dishes.

While tasting it slowly, I listened to the storytellers in the lobby.

"The general trend of the world will be divided for a long time. The Daliang Kingdom has been around for more than 600 years, and now it is very old."

"We are located in the southwest frontier, so it's not very conspicuous. In the Central Plains, all kinds of rebels are on stage.

"A hero in troubled times, let's not talk about national affairs, today I will tell you about a hero in troubled times. This person has unparalleled boxing skills, and he is known as the iron fist..."

The storyteller's ups and downs made everyone in the lobby excited to hear it.

Chen Mu also listened with relish.

He practiced martial arts before, and the news was blocked. The first time I heard about the turbulent times in the world, I was immediately attracted.

"Sacred fist with an iron fist? What kind of realm does that have to be? The level of change of marrow that is a great success in practicing shape art?" Chen Mu thought with some envy.

"No hurry, follow the steps, and sooner or later we will be able to change the marrow."

Proficiency is his greatest honor.

"Fortunately, Qingshan County is remote."

At least it won't be affected by the chaos.

As long as he stabilizes his liver for two or three years, he will also be able to master shape surgery.

At that time, even in troubled times, he would dare to venture out.

...

at dusk.

Chen Mu left Ruyizhai with unfinished intentions.

The food is really delicious, and the storyteller's story is good enough, if it wasn't getting late, I would have to stay a little longer.

Too bad the world is not peaceful.

According to anecdotes, the night is a period of high incidence of evil incidents.

Since he came into this world, if there is no special reason, he has never gone out at night.

At the beginning of the lanterns in Anlefang, the voices of Yingying and Yanyan could be heard faintly.

Chen Mu glanced at the beautiful young lady who showed her face not far away, looked up at the sun that was about to set, and smiled shyly: "Next time, next time."

...

Ping'an Square Chen's house.

When I got home, I just locked the door. Chen Mu noticed a person sitting in the dark room.

Silver-white beard and hair, narrowed eyes, and a serious expressionless face.

Chen Mu walked into the room indifferently, and was accustomed to the old man's elusiveness.

"Payment for the goods." Jiejia was as concise as ever.

"Wait." Chen Mu said indifferently.

Then he lit the oil lamp, opened the cloth bags one by one, and took out the medicinal materials to examine them carefully.

After a while, Chen Mu put a small cloth bag in the middle of the table and stared at Jie Jia speechlessly: "This is fake medicine."

"Did you see it?" Jie Jia's face was expressionless, his eyes rolled and he glanced at the herbs, and a flash of disappointment flashed past.

Chen Mu: "..."

Are you disappointed with a hammer? !

"Is it interesting to give me fake medicines to cheat money every time?" Chen Mu said helplessly.

You said that you are a big killer who is high and high, how can you run a leg and sneak in a trick?

"It seems that you misunderstood me deeply." Jie Jia said lightly.

Chen Mu: "..." Why is this face so familiar?

Forget it, I have a lot, so I don't care about this old man.

After removing the share of counterfeit medicines, Chen Mu honestly handed the money to Jie Jia.

Seeing the other party swish and disappear, the speed was so fast that Chen Mu couldn't help but sigh.

"I still can't beat him. Otherwise, I have to beat him up for anything."

The joy of breaking through Yi Jin was suddenly reduced by more than half.

"Let's practice."

He is just a young novice who has just started to practice martial arts. The world is big, and it's impossible to be complacent.

"I have to find a few books that record medicinal materials."

The first time he suffered a big loss. Let this old man cheat with fake medicine.

"This old man is getting more and more tricky with shoddy methods, so he has to be on guard."

If it weren't for the rioting of the gangsters and the lack of medicinal materials in the pharmacy, Chen Mu would have kicked the old man out long ago.

I don't know where the other party bought it from, and the medicinal materials have never been missing.

"After all, the killer may have a secret channel."

...

Daliang 639, January 19, the weather was fine.

Chen Mu got up early, washed and ate, and practiced locust stones and kestrels in turn all morning.

For the past six months, Chen Mu has been living like this.

After breaking through Yi Jin, his physical fitness has greatly increased, which can support him to practice for a longer time.

But it is also difficult to upgrade second-order skills.

Hedging twice, the daily proficiency of the liver is not large.

When you reach the Bone Change Realm, the breathing method will cycle from sixty breaths to ninety breaths.

Nine new movements have been added to the body technique.

The secret medicine is still the same.

But Chen Mu found that the effect of the secret medicine was reduced by a third.

I don't know if it's because of drug resistance, or because Sheng Hong is hiding.

"Another hundred taels to ask for advice?" Chen Mu shook his head.

Not worth it.

Sheng Hong's old fried dough sticks may not really be said.

"Let's practice like this first." If you have proficiency, you can practice it sooner or later.

In the afternoon, Chen Mu left the house and followed the two big men at the door to the south of the city.

Miaohuafang contacted him about a portrait business today.

This is the first order of the month.

"Zhou Liang, Miaohuafang has nothing to do with it recently, right?" Walking on the road, Chen Mu asked the strong man on the left.

These two strong men are members of a small gang in the east of the city. Hired by Miaohuafang to keep him safe.

"I haven't heard of any major events, that is, Boss Zhen went to Nanyang City for more than half a month and never came back." Zhou Liang replied.

Chen Mu nodded to show that he knew, but he couldn't help but murmured in his heart.

According to the original plan, Miaohuafang contacted him for four business transactions per month.

But now the first order came in late January.

This gave Chen Mu a faint sense of crisis.

He practices martial arts every day, eats meat with a big mouth, and consumes a lot of money.

If something goes wrong in the workshop, his quality of life will be affected immediately.

"I hope Boss Zhen can come back soon."

Not long after, Chen Mu came to the door of a big mansion. There is a plaque on the door with the two characters of Zuofu written on it.

Zhou Liang and Zheng Huan came forward to knock on the door to report.

A small servant led him in. Zhou Liang and Zheng Huan were left in the concierge to rest and wait.

Chen Mu has been painting portraits for several months and is skilled in business.

When he saw the master of the Zuo family, he asked the other party's request and immediately started painting.

With his current second-level painting skills, even if he deliberately delayed the time to show his solemnity, it only took less than an hour to complete the painting.

After taking twenty taels of money, Chen Mu followed the servant and walked out happily.

Passing by a small courtyard, a burst of shouting came.

Chen Mu couldn't help turning his head to look.

Through the Moon Gate, a young man is practicing martial arts.

Standing next to this man in his 40s and 50s, he was pointing patiently with a smile on his face.

As if feeling someone else's gaze, the man turned his head and looked over.

The two looked at each other, stunned at the same time.

Sheng Hong?

Is this being hired and invited directly to teach martial arts at home?

Chen Mu was stared at by the other party, and he couldn't help but feel guilty: "I won't be seen when I practice kestrel training?"

Without showing any sign on his face, he smiled and nodded at Sheng Hong, and then followed the servant to leave in a hurry.

Sheng Hong looked at Chen Mu's background suspiciously, he always felt that the person just now was familiar.

After thinking about it carefully, I suddenly realized: "It's the scholar who painted!"

He had a deep impression of Chen Mu.

Over the years, he has used kestrel training as bait, and he has caught a lot of bad luck.

How to practice shape art is so easy to learn.

Anyone who came to him would have to spend at least three hundred taels of silver to recognize the reality.

But this scholar came once and never came again.

Let him earn two hundred taels less, how can he forget the other party.

"Looking at the other party's movements, it seems that there is a shadow of training in shape, are you really practicing?" Sheng Hong wondered.

Immediately, he shook his head and laughed: "How can there be so many geniuses in this world."

"Forget it, don't think about him, let's just concentrate on fooling the eldest young master in front of you. This is the real deal." Sheng Hong looked at the clumsy movements of the eldest young master of the Zuo family, his face blossomed with a smile: "The family has a great business, maybe One meal is enough for the rest of my life!"

...

Ping'an Square, in the Chen's house.

"I didn't expect to meet Sheng Hong."

Ever since he learned the kestrel form, Chen Mu has subconsciously avoided the block where Sheng Hong is located.

Sheng Hong used shape training to make money. Learn it in one go. If the other party knew, would they be willing?

Chen Mu not only avoided the other party, but also avoided Lu Jietou.

The two were at odds, and Chen Musheng was afraid of causing unnecessary trouble. Otherwise, they would not hire a broker to buy medicinal materials at a high price.

"Looking at Sheng Hong's expression, it seems that he didn't recognize me immediately." Chen Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

"As the coach of the Zuo family, it is even more impossible to miss me."

According to Zhou Liang and Zheng Huan, the Zuo family is one of the six major families in Qingshan County.

There is a large area of ​​land outside the city, and there are rows of shops in the city, and the wealth is amazing.

"I heard that the young master of the Zuo family is a prodigal son who lingers in Goulanwa.

"It's not too easy to teach such students to practice martial arts."

"With the difficulty of practicing shape art, Sheng Hong can at least stay in Zuo's house for a year and a half."

"Seven days and one hundred taels, half a year, hiss..."

I hate that I can't replace it with myself!

"I don't want it anymore, I don't want it anymore, the more I think about it, the more sour it becomes. Let's practice your own gong honestly and eat your own food."

Cold seasoned vegetables, pan-fried fish pieces, crystal elbows, and a bowl of fragrant white wheat rice.

Chen Mu put the square table in the yard, enjoying the more delicious food while admiring the beautiful sunset.

The income is considerable, the martial arts practice is successful, and there are delicious food to enjoy. This is the life he dreamed of in his previous life.

"Scholar, do you enjoy it?" A voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Chen Mu shivered and turned his head suddenly.

Suddenly, a figure was standing behind him.

Sheng Hong? !

The other party sneaked into his house quietly, but he didn't notice it!

"Master Sheng, how about one bite at a time?" Chen Mu raised his hand and swayed, pointing to the dishes on the table.

"Don't bother?" Sheng Hong joked.

"Where is it? It's my honor to invite Master Sheng to dinner." Chen Mu took out a new pair of tableware and prepared them.

"I didn't expect you to have this skill." Sheng Hong chewed a piece of crystal elbow and said, "I can't bear to do it anymore."

Chen Mu's scalp tightened immediately.

"Of course, I'm not that unreasonable person either." Sheng Hong ate the fish slowly.

"Six hundred taels, six hundred taels buy your life, is it reasonable?"

Chen Mu couldn't help trembling all over.

"Don't say you don't have it, I checked it out very clearly. You make paintings for people, and you say that you earn more than 100 taels per month. It's been more than half a year, how can you not have 600 taels of silver?"

Chen Muwan felt like someone had poured a basin of cold water on her head.

He never thought that Sheng Hong had been thinking about him all the time.

"Didn't you already become the head of the Zuo family?" Chen Mu couldn't believe it, he had already made a lot of money, why do you still think about me?

"Who would think that he has too much money?" Sheng Hong laughed.

"You're not afraid of offending Miaohuafang!" Chen Mu roared in anger.

Sheng Hong glanced at Chen Mu: "I advise you to pay the money obediently. The two clubs outside the door have already been pinched by me. No matter how loud you shout, they won't be able to hear them."

Has Zhou Liang and Zheng Huan been placed?

Although I have completed Yijin. But Sheng Hong has practiced shape art for half his life, and it is also a bone-changing state to say the least.

"The two were really knocked out by you?" Chen Mu couldn't help asking.