My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

The plan is in vain. Chen Mu sighed.

I'm really not suitable for lurking.

Black smoke rolled from the palm of the hand, and Knowing the Bones disappeared.

Looking back at the old man Ding who was talking about the mountain at the door.

He looked up and glanced at the direction of the spiral staircase.

Chen Mu silently put his hand on the bookshelf, billowing black smoke quietly filled the air.

After half an hour, Chen Mu hurriedly left with a black face.

In the five ghost bags, there are dozens of medical books and poison books, swords and swords.

The entrance of the E-shaped camp.

Brother Song, call on your brothers, let's go to Chunfenglou and have a good time. The old man Ding smiled happily.

Don't disturb your Yaxing, you can do it yourself.

After all, if you are not dashing, you may not have the chance to be dashing.

Sending off the happy old man Ding, Chen Mu looked back at the red lacquer gate.

It seems that we have no fate.

After the incident of Xing Laoliu, he dared not stay in the inner city barracks.

It's all right now, but in case someone stabs it out.

The third-order shape-changing technique is still not enough.

...

In the evening, the inner city prefect yamen. In the clerk's office cubicle next to the warehouse.

Chubby Mr. Chen, who was supposed to rest after get off work, stood in the room with an embarrassed look on his face.

Several candles were lit around the child's arm thick, and the room that was just a little dark was brightly illuminated.

Zong Tai sat on the top seat with a gloomy face.

He stared at the old man Ding, who was kneeling in the center of the room: What is the origin of that Song Jiang?

It's the strong man on Liangshan Mountain in the north. Old man Ding, who was only wearing a single shirt, dared not hide it.

He was unrestrained in Chunfenglou, and as soon as he climbed into bed, he was stunned by a punch.

She pulled out the quilt naked, and was brought here before she had time to grab a single shirt to cover her shame.

Where is Liangshan? Zong Tai took a deep breath.

The library has lost dozens of medical books and poison books, swords and secrets, which is nothing.

Just find that person and come back. And as long as you give enough money, you can even allow the other party to transcribe a copy.

But he searched for a long time, but he couldn't find Song Jiang!

The other party is a hero of Liangshan, don't you know? Old Ding looked stunned.

Zong Tai was at a loss: Liangshan hero? Is he famous?

Big chunks of meat, big bowls of wine, and Liangshan's 100-single-eight generals. Don't you know?! Old Ding looked incredulous.

Zong Tai looked at Director Chen with a bewildered expression: Did you know?

The fat boss Chen: I... should I know?

What the hell is going on?! Zong Tai suddenly had a bad premonition.

Old man Ding also noticed something was wrong and did not dare to hide his actions in the past few days.

The more Zong Tai listened, the more gloomy his face became: You said they all went to the Ezi Camp?

Yes, I personally sent it in! Old Man Ding hurriedly vowed.

But in the past four days, there has been no one reporting to Camp E! Zong Tai stared at Old Man Ding fiercely.

Where he did not understand.

Old man Ding was tricked by that group of people!

I was also played by that group of people!

Right under his nose, those people blatantly stole out four books of shape training and dozens of medical books on swordsmanship!

Because of his carelessness, he almost leaked the news.

Chao Tianwang had to attack the city ahead of time, so as not to cause a catastrophe, he was sentenced to guard the library.

Now it's gone wrong again...

Thinking of the consequences that may continue to be alienated, Zong Tai's eyes reddened!

You greedy old man... Damn it!

With a click, Zong Tai crushed the armrest of the seat!

The old man Ding was so frightened that his face was as white as paper, and he collapsed to the ground.

Director Chen shivered with fat all over his body, and his forehead suddenly sweated. He also got paid.

Feeling Zong Tai's murderous gaze looking at him, Mr. Chen's legs suddenly became weak.

Zong Tai took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to kill.

He glared at Mrs. Chen: Let someone take his house. Come on, strip this old man's clothes off and hang it on the flagpole outside the sixth room of the Yamen!

Eat and drink, don't let him die, hang him for a month!

I want to let those treacherous and slippery officials know that whoever dares to make money regardless of his face, I will let him get no money, and don't want his face!

The two soldiers rushed in like wolves and tigers, tearing the old man's clothes twice.

He put up the other's thin arms, ignoring the other's wailing and struggling, and dragged him out of the room like a dog.

If it wasn't for you marrying the third sister's sister, I would have to hang you up. Zong Tai stared coldly at Mr. Chubby Chen.

Thank you, Second Master! Director Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Zong Tai glanced at the other party expressionlessly: Go to Jia Laosan to confess.

If you really miss the big event of the king, Jia Laosan won't be able to protect you.

Director Chen's face stiffened.

Don't take chances, I can watch the library, let alone you. Zong Tai said lightly.

Immediately got up and left, and said lightly without looking back: Send me the information of those few people.

He had never been played like this before.

Find!

No matter how hard it is, find it!

...

night

On the edge of the inner city, Lin Hengfang.

Taohuafang and Shanglinfang can't go back.

The identity information of Chen Mu and Chen Jia has been recorded.

If someone really wants to check, they can check it out by following the registration information of these two identities.

The Three Caves of the Crafty Rabbit are still useful.

The house he lives in now is three blocks away from Lin Hengfang's old house.

He also specially used a small paper man to check the door opposite the old house, which was already empty.

There is a mansion in the magistrate's yamen, and I wouldn't live in this small house. Chen Mu thought while taking a sip of his tea.

Three syllables were spit out from his mouth, and the Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Mantra was activated.

Black smoke billowed, and dozens of books were suddenly piled up on the desk.

Chen Mu's selection and classification of books.

Twenty-seven medical books and poison books, you can continue to brush the medicine. Just put it one hour before going to bed.

Chen Mu continued to flip.

Three books of swordsmanship and two books of hidden weapons. It can only be used to gain some knowledge.

Although things are not bad, they are not very useful for Tier 4 iron lotus seeds and sleeve swords. At most help him broaden his horizons.

The first floor is almost meaningless after all.

He also made up the two books.

After all, with so many martial arts secrets, if you don't get two, you will always feel a loss.

Chen Mu put the two away: If you have time, watch it, if you don't have time, forget it.

Seven records of Jianghu's secret news. This is good, there is something to pass the time.

If it wasn't for the fear that there would be too many vacancies on the bookshelf and the middle-aged gatekeeper would see the flaws, he would have wanted to get some more secrets at that time.

We have to see what Daliang Jianghu looks like.

He has been in this world for more than three years, either staying at home or preparing to move and continue to live. I really lack understanding of this strange world.

These four books are the main event. Chen Muxiously took out the four books to practice shape art, and couldn't help but read them again.

The last one is called Yun Meng Xingshu, which has 108 variations of breathing techniques, which is also quite good.

Compared with the previous three high-end shape training techniques, it is a little bit stretched.

But if you practice shape with a kestrel...

Forget it, it’s still no comparison, the little spicy chicken will always be the little spicy chicken.

Calculate carefully, I actually saved ten training books?!

Half of them are high-end training.

Chen Mu himself was a little surprised.

Such a happy day, or... Chunfenglou?