My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

Qingfengguan Mountain.

A litter of black-skinned wild boars rolled in the mud.

Chen Mu walked out of the woods, and the two big and three small families were alarmed.

One of the big black pigs, with protruding fangs and protruding nostrils, stared at Chen Mu curiously.

puff!

A large clod of fist suddenly exploded on the forehead of the big black pig.

The big black pig was stunned.

puff!

Another clod exploded.

Puff puff……

This time, the family of five was neat and tiring.

These two sheep are too arrogant!

Second senior brother is not angry?

I can't bear to say anything!

A family of five hurriedly charged.

Three or four hundred catties of wild boar, rough skin and thick meat, sharp fangs.

Charge up, the ligers have to avoid.

Five wild boars rushed towards Chen Mu like small tanks.

Just when the wild boar ran four meters in front of him.

puff!

A handful of bright red smoke suddenly appeared, precisely in front of the black pig's nostrils.

Pfft!

The front legs of the five black pigs went soft, and their heads plunged into the mud.

Under the action of inertia, they flipped up one by one, ears and tongues flying around.

After landing, he threw the stop figure, and Gululu rolled to Chen Mu's feet.

They crowded together one by one and fell asleep unconsciously.

Chen Mu couldn't help clenching his fists.

It's done!

In the five ghost bags, the bottom layer of the egg-shaped shelf, all storage compartments are sealed with tarpaulin and gum to ensure that no air can leak.

At this moment, it is filled with thick red smoke - the revised version of Fascinating Smoke!

The original fascination smoke is colorless and odorless, highlighting the secret.

The revised fascination smoke is not only festive in color, but also rich in flavor.

But it is more powerful, the attack is quick, and the middle person stands upside down!

The second senior brother in front of him is the proof.

Chen Mu smiled and looked at the family of five.

Is it braised or charcoal grilled...

...

Head, that scholar has found it! A yamen whispered in front of Lu Zhutou.

Finally found! Lu Zhaotou said excitedly.

His eyes were bloodshot, his face flushed, and he was full of excitement.

After a long while, he regained his senses, threw a few taels of silver to the yamen, and waved his hands to chase people away.

Amid the gratitude of the other party, he quickly left the yamen.

...

In the evening, Lu Zhaotou quietly came to a house.

The lights in the house were like beans, and a figure sat in the shadows.

The joy in Lu Zhaotou's heart could no longer be stopped.

This is his hope of practicing courage!

It takes ten years to practice shape, and one hundred years to cultivate the soul.

Practicing the shape is hard enough, but raising the soul is even more difficult!

Well now, he has a shortcut in front of him!

Once you have the courage, you will live longer and you will be invulnerable to swords and guns, and you can really run amok in the world!

Scholar, obediently become my advanced resources!

Pulling out his waist knife, Lu Chutou used all his strength and smashed through the wooden door with a bang.

Go straight to the figure in front of the table.

...

South of Qingshan County, by the Bailang River.

In a river bend, on the calm water, white flowers swim in pieces.

Chen Mu sat on a stone by the river.

A cloud of black smoke appeared and disappeared around him.

Every once in a while, black smoke washed into the water.

There will be a lot less fish in the water.

Inside the five ghost bags.

There is a one-meter-diameter shaft in the center of the egg-shaped shelf. The well is full of unconscious live fish. This is the feeding port for the five ghost bags.

The racks and tents are just to prevent stealing, it should be fed.

It's time to go. Chen Mu glanced at the sun that was about to set in the west.

For more than half a month, he practiced the shape art in the morning, and stayed by the Bailang River in the afternoon to practice the Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Mantra.

Controlling the five ghost bags in a row made Chen Mu's brain throb.

Does the five ghost bags consume essence, spirit, or soul power? Chen Mu, whose face was pale, thought with lingering fears.

At first, he didn't know, and practiced vigorously. Almost practiced pumping.

The ghost paper figurine is like an invisible hand. Hands are exhausting. Controlling the five ghost bags, consumption is a more mysterious thing.

Once overused, he becomes apathetic and distracted.

So every time he practices, Chen Mu can always save as much as he can.

Summons the black energy, and immediately disperses without waiting for the paper figurine to manifest.

So the black smoke was always around him.

Looking at the reflection in the water, dark circles, pale face, excited bloodshot eyes, it is almost the same as playing games all night in the previous life.

Playing games is not as good as your proficiency. Although Chen Mu was tired, he was excited.

After chanting a few incantations, the black smoke swishes. That feedback, no game can compare!

For half a month, the proficiency skyrocketed.

Although the Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Mantra did not break through the second-order, it was successfully shortened to within ten seconds, making it more swift and secretive.

Put a knee-high bamboo basket on your back, and put seven or eight fish to cover your eyes and ears.

Chen Mu followed the Bailang River and walked towards Xiaodong Mountain in the southeast.

...

boom!

Lu Zhao's head was like an angry wild boar and rushed in.

But it was beaten out like a rag doll.

An expressionless strong man walked out of the wooden house.

He was wearing black trousers and a shirt. On the two bare arms, there are strong muscles like knives and axe.

Lu Zhetou stared at the familiar face with a flash of inspiration, and he couldn't help thinking of the serious injury a year ago.

It's you! The culprit of the Wang family annihilation case!

Aren't you dead?!

Lu Zhaotou's face was full of horror. Who was the beheaded man? How could the two be so similar?

Lu Jin, you are so cautious.

I've been with you for half a year, and I'll finally wait until you get an order.

Lu Zhaotou's expression changed.

This person is related to the murderer, and he is deliberately squatting... It is dangerous!

At midnight, attacking civilians.

Lu Zhaotou, are you trying to kill someone to get dirty again? The strong man joked.

Qingshan County catcher is a murderer, hey!

Lu Jin's scalp tightened immediately: He knows! How could he know?!

In Xiaodongshan, there is a view of the breeze, I dare not touch you, but this is the county seat of Qingshan, and you are alone, huh... The strong man's face was full of cat-and-mouse smiles.

Trouble! Lu Jin's heart sank.

Just now, by surprise, I took a hard move and was already injured.

If you keep fighting, it will grind me to death!

You can't stay in the city, you have to find a way to find sincerity! Lu Jin's heart was ruthless.

He took out a five-qi pill and stuffed it into his mouth with a sore face.

Qi and blood rose instantly, and his face suddenly became red and congested.

He raised his waist knife, roared loudly, turned around and ran!

...

In December, the weather in Qingshan County becomes cooler, but it is not as cold as the hinterland of Daliang, and evergreen plants still grow.

On the long stone bridge across the river, Chen Mu stood leisurely.

Admiring the green mountains and fields on both sides of the Bailang River, the malaise could not be relieved.

Before returning home every day, he would stand on the bridge to rest for a while to relieve his tension.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful. If it weren't for the chaos of ghosts and man-made disasters, it would be good to live in Qingshan County.

He wants to be Shilipo Sword God the most, but unfortunately...

Chen Mu turned his head and looked at the east side of the stone bridge.

The wide road that extends out leads directly to Xiaodongshan.

Xiaodong Mountain is green, but there is a large conspicuous macular patch on the east side of the mountain.

There was the altar, and the grass and trees were cut down.

Chen Mu looked at Huang Dan and shook his head: It's a pity that Qingshan County has always hidden dangers.

Let's start preparing supplies tomorrow. Chen Mu thought while patting the railing of the stone bridge.

At this time, a strong man came from a distance.

The other party was carrying a man with bloody sleeves with disheveled hair.

As if he didn't expect someone on the bridge, the strong man paused, and then walked onto the bridge as usual.

A curious look appeared on Chen Mu's face, but he didn't ask. The world is not safe, and kindness does not necessarily lead to good results.

Looking at the direction of these two people, they probably entered the city to seek medical treatment. Is it the laborer who repairs the altar?

In ancient times, when the productivity was underdeveloped, building a large altar in the mountains would definitely cause heavy casualties.

Noticing the sight of the visitor, Chen Mu felt pity and nodded hello with kindness.

The man was startled, and nodded in response with a wry smile.

Most of his life was lost when he fell off the mountain. I'll carry him back and see his child for the last time. The strong man explained with a wry smile.

Chen Mu's heart could not help pumping, life is always so fragile: Sorry.

The strong man sighed and walked past Chen Mu behind his back.

Chen Mu stared at the backs of the two and shook his head helplessly.

He wanted to help, but couldn't.

I can't guarantee a safe life myself, how can I help others.

Chen Mu turned around and left.

The last thing he dared not see was such a helpless tragedy in the world.

But after taking two steps, he couldn't help but stop.

Compared with these bottom planes, he has plug-ins, does not worry about eating and drinking, and has martial arts training. Recently, he even got a magic weapon.

He is so happy!

It's fine if you don't see it. Since you have encountered it. If you can't help a lot, it's okay to give something.

This is not just helping others, but also reassuring myself.

Thinking of this, Chen Mu tucked his hand into his sleeve, turned back and raised his hand.

Woo!

An iron lotus seed smashed the air, brought a spiral airflow, and came to the bridge in an instant.

Clang!

Two forearm-length knives crossed and split in the air.

The iron lotus seeds were shattered by one blow, and sparks flew everywhere.

what!

Chen Mu retracted his hand and grinned!

Hey!

The strong man slowly put down his two knives, revealing a hideous face.