My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 130 Luck
As evening fell, an enticing aroma once again wafted from the backyard of Heshengtang.

Chen Mujie ate his meal quickly and silently.

Both men were big eaters, and the food on the table was quickly devoured.

Immediately, black smoke billowed out, and all the bowls and chopsticks became clean.

Black smoke billowed from above a wooden trash can in the corner. A pile of bones and vegetable juice had fallen into it.

Jie Jia looked at Chen Mu with a complicated expression.

"What's wrong?" Chen Mu glared at the armored man and spread his hands. "Isn't this very convenient?"

Jie Jia had no choice but to nod.

However, using the ritual implements like this, the feeling is truly... indescribable!
Chen Mu rolled his eyes.

"Are all the ghosts and monsters outside the city gone?"

"That's all." Jie Jia nodded as he took the teacup Chen Mu handed him.

"Is the waterway from here to Lijiang Weicheng safe now?" Chen Mu's eyes lit up.

"Previously, the ghosts were only around Nanyang Prefecture, but not on the Li River..."

As Jie Jia spoke, his hand holding the teacup suddenly paused.

Is this guy trying to run away now?
"Then I'll leave tomorrow!" Chen Mu said excitedly.

Although Nanyang Prefecture is safe for now, what if another Heavenly King Li comes along after Chao Tianwang is gone?
It's best not to leave too much behind if possible.

Jiejia put down his teacup, his eyelids drooping.

Without the evil spirits, this guy in front of him no longer needs his personal escort.

A deal is gone...

"By the way, do you recognize this?" Chen Mu suddenly asked, as if he had just remembered something.

A long black stick appeared, accompanied by black smoke.

Jie Jia glanced at the black long stick on the table, a knowing look flashing in his eyes.

"This is..." Jie Jia stopped abruptly after saying just two words.

He narrowed his eyes and glanced at Chen Mu's left arm.

"Here you go!" Chen Mu rolled his eyes, took out ten taels of silver and handed it to Jie Jia.

Jie Jia slowly lowered his head, glanced at the silver, and slowly extended his right hand, spreading his five fingers.

"Fifty...fifty taels?!"

Hey! You're getting darker and darker, huh?!

“You used to ask for two taels of silver, why has the price gone up now?!” Chen Mu glared at Jie Jia.

Jie Jia calmly looked at Chen Mu without saying a word.

"Speak quickly!" Chen Mu gritted his teeth and took out another forty taels of silver.

He was burdened with huge debts and wished he could make every tael of silver count as two. He was swindled out of fifty taels by the swindler in one go, and his face was full of reluctance.

Jie Jia slowly rubbed silver beads.

The escort fee is gone, but the information and consultation fee will come in!
……

"Soul-stabilizing stake".

“The heartwood of a locust tree that is over a hundred years old is processed and prepared using a secret method.”

“This one…” Jie Jia ran two fingers lightly across the long black staff: “At least three hundred years.”

"This thing is locust wood? Are you kidding me?" Chen Mu touched the long, black stick that looked more like jade or glass, incredulous.

Can the heartwood of a locust tree be black? And so hard?
That night, he suddenly attacked from the roof beam.

The hidden sword, which could pierce through the armor, failed to harm the Soul-Stabilizing Stake in the slightest.

"The Thousand Mountains Scripture is a secret, unorthodox method, best known for crafting bizarre magical artifacts. It is not surprising that its nature has been altered."

"Your paper effigy, though seemingly fragile, is actually indestructible?"

Chen Mu's heart skipped a beat.

"The Classic of a Thousand Mountains?"

Jie Jia glanced at Chen Mu: "Making a fuss over nothing."

"A thousand mountains stretch endlessly, pressing down on all directions."

"This means that the Thousand Mountains Scripture has many secret methods and is widely spread. You will know this in time."

Chen Mu nodded. He had been in this world for three years, and the number of magical artifacts he had heard of and seen was no more than the number he could count on one hand.

As it turns out, two of them came from the Thousand Mountains Classic, indicating that its spread was indeed quite widespread.

"The Soul-Fixing Stake is an auxiliary tool for the Yin-Taming Strategy," Jie Jia continued. "It is used to imprison and nurture Yin souls."

A strategy of nurturing spirits? Nurturing ghosts?!
Chen Mu raised an eyebrow.

The Thousand Mountains Classic is indeed not a serious matter.

The Five Ghosts Bag, the Yin-Controlling Strategy, and the Soul-Stabilizing Stake—the names alone sound sinister.

“A single Soul-Stabilizing Pole isn’t very useful; at most, it can only dispel wandering spirits.” Jie Jia handed the stick to Chen Mu: “You can use it as a weapon.”

Black smoke billowed out, and Chen Mu quickly put the stick away.

He doesn't want to be found.

This thing is a tool for the Yin-Huan strategy, so it can definitely be sensed by the Yin-Huan strategy.

Chao Tianwang must have mastered the Yin-Yang strategy.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have allowed a search in Taipei.

"Luckily, I hid the stick in the Five Ghosts Bag." Chen Mu said with lingering fear.

"Don't worry," Jie Jia said calmly, taking a sip of tea. "He'll soon be crafting a new Soul-Stabilizing Stake." "To ensure the effectiveness of the Yin-Nourishing Strategy?"

"Ah."

Chen Mu shrugged: "Let's keep it hidden for a while longer."

He had no shortage of weapons, but he was also unskilled in staff fighting.

Moreover, he also possessed forty-one Ancestral Talismans.

There's no need to use a soul-stabilizing stake to dispel the yin... wait!
"Can the Soul-Stabilizing Pile dispel evil spirits?" Chen Mu asked calmly.

"Yes." Jie Jia blew on the tea leaves in his teacup. "Can't you have a pigsty if you're raising pigs?"

"This thing is a pigsty or fence."

"Yes, it also has thorns."

Chen Mu's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained calm as he pretended to lower his head and drink his tea.

"Is Zu Mingfu's business doing well lately? I'm leaving tomorrow, so it seems you won't have time to see me off? After all, I can't let you stop making money, right? Haha..." Chen Mu teased.

"If you pay enough, I can deliver it." Jie Jia said calmly.

Chen Mu chuckled and shook his head: "I can't afford to compensate you for your losses."

"How much is a single Ancestral Token worth now?"

Jie Jia raised his eyelids slightly, a hint of a smile appearing in his eyes: "Three thousand five."

Chen Mu's eyebrows immediately rose.

"Cough cough!"

He took out thirty-one Zuming Talismans from his pocket and silently pushed them in front of Jie Jia.

"Help me sell it."

"I won't let you suffer a loss; I'll give you a hundred taels as commission for each card."

Jie Jia: "..."

I'll sell it to you for two thousand five hundred.
You want me to sell it for another 3,500?

Do you think I need your hundred taels?!

What I'm lacking is a thousand taels!

Jie Jia's eyelids suddenly lifted slightly.

He almost crushed the silver beads he was rubbing in his hands!

……

The next day, Chen Mu happily counted his silver notes after finishing breakfast.

After selling the thirty-one Zuming Talismans and deducting the armor commission, I made a pure profit of 27,900 taels.

After deducting the remaining debts of the ten bills, there are still two thousand nine hundred taels left.

He also sold quite a few blue pills this month.

In total, Chen Mu's net worth suddenly soared to over 13,200 taels.

His personal wealth has skyrocketed!
"With this money, I could stay in Lijiang Weicheng forever!" Chen Mu thought to himself with a chuckle.

Inside the main hall of the front courtyard of Heshengtang.

Chen Mu walked in, carrying a small cloth bag as a symbolic gesture.

Jiejia sat behind the spotless counter, rubbing silver beads as usual.

"I am leaving."

"Don't forget to have someone come and pick up the medicine."

The Lijiang Weicheng is not far away, so Chen Mushan's drug business can still continue.

Jie Jia looked up, his bright yellow eyes calmly staring at Chen Mu, and nodded slightly.

Chen Mu chuckled, then turned and strode away.

……

Jian'an Gate in the east of the city.

After a month of chaos, the area around Jian'anmen has returned to its usual bustling state.

Chen Mu changed his appearance, dressed in a gray outfit, with his hair tied up in a black cloth, and strode over carrying a small bag.

Following the group, Chen Mu quickly passed through the usual checks and left Nanyang Prefecture City once again.

Looking back, Chen Mu shrugged. He didn't know when he'd be able to come back again.

Just as he was about to leave, a long convoy of cars caught Chen Mu's attention.

The caravan was long, the carriages were magnificent, and the guards were all strong and powerful.

"Which powerful family's convoy is this?"

Chen Mu followed the people leaving the city and hid by the roadside.

"Isn't this someone from the Zhou family in the inner city?"

"They actually escaped that calamity."

"The Bai family is also fine. It is said that the whole family went to Lijiang Weicheng to pay respects to their ancestors, which is why they were able to escape unharmed."

“What good luck…”

Chen Mu stared indifferently at the long convoy of cars, but a chill ran through him for no apparent reason.

The Bai family, the Zhou family, the Shangguan family...

Luck? Luck that the entire clan escaped unscathed?
Ah……

(End of this chapter)