My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 150 Don’t dare
Under the moonlight, the reeds swayed in the wind.

Zhang Yekui and several other burly men, with their backs hunched and waists crouched, slowly crept in like thieves.

Kuituo was walking along when he suddenly stopped: "Old Zhang, am I seeing things? How come one person has turned into two?"

Zhang Ye felt the familiar soreness in his limbs, his face numb.

What sins did I commit in my past life?

How come I keep running into that lunatic everywhere I go?!
He suddenly turned to look at the bewildered Kui Tuo and asked casually, "Kui, you don't have any money on you, do you?"

Kritu: "Wh...what's wrong?"

Zhang Ye couldn't help but gloat: "Did you ignore what I said?"

"Ha! Good luck to you..."

Then, fighting off his sleepiness, and to Krito's astonishment, he shifted and adjusted his position, comfortably lying back on the thick layer of reeds beside him.

Chen Mu: “…”

Are you so skilled?

Looking at the group of men in black staggering about, Chen Mu sighed.

"You've come all this way to give me a gift, I'm so embarrassed." Then Chen Mu skillfully stepped forward to touch the corpse.

Chen Mu suddenly realized that the skill of looting corpses had actually been taught to him personally by this gang leader in front of him.

After a while, Chen Mu stopped, looking utterly dejected.

Of all the people in this group, only Khri had two gold ingots on him. The others had at most a few pieces of silver.

Zhang Ye didn't have a single copper coin on him!

"A bunch of penniless bastards!"

Looking at Zhang Ye, who was lying comfortably on the thick reeds, Chen Mu felt increasingly uneasy.

"You want to sleep in a double room without any money? Dream on!" He casually shoved Zhang Ye onto the muddy riverbank. Then he threw Kuituo onto it.

After all... it's two gold coins.

……

Beside the Bailang River, another tranquil river bend.

The sizzling and popping sounds of oil emanating from the stone oven.

An irresistible aroma spread.

Chen Mu said with concern, "The Jinghong Gang is here."

“It’s normal.” Cui Cui sat on a large, long rock, seemingly unconcerned.

"In the entire Nanyang Prefecture, only Qingshan County is a place where ghosts gather."

"The Thousand Machine Token can only be here."

She braced herself on her hands at her sides, her legs swinging lightly: "Those who knew the news and had some ability all came, didn't they?"

"There are other people?" Chen Mu felt an immense headache coming on. "What if they start fighting?"

The more forces that come, the more chaotic things become.

He just wanted to calmly and steadily unlock the Cloud Mirage Form Refinement Technique, and then secretly steal a Thousand Machine Token.

But if things really get chaotic, he won't be able to practice his skills properly.

Secondly, with more powerful figures emerging, obtaining the Thousand-Mechanism Token has become more difficult.

Seeing that Chen Mu was lost in thought, Cui Cui rolled her eyes and sneered, "You've got some nerve!"

Chen Mu sighed and shook his head. "If you've ever heard this saying, you'll understand why I'm so afraid."

"What did you say?" Cui Cui asked curiously.

Even Bai Miaojin, who is usually indifferent, couldn't help but look at Chen Mu.

Chen Mu said with a serious expression: "Good people don't live long, but evil people live for a thousand years!"

Cui Cui was a little confused. What does that mean?
Chen Mu said helplessly, "This world is too harsh on a good person like me."

His eyes were filled with sorrow: "I must fight with all my might and rack my brains to plan in order to find a glimmer of hope in this chaotic world!"

Cui Cui: "..."

Bai Miaojin: "..."

Do you have some misunderstanding about the definition of a good person?
……

After a long while, Cui Cui finally came to her senses and said with an annoyed look, "Put your little heart back in your belly."

"There's more than one Thousand Machine Token. No one will start a dispute without being certain of success."

"Qingshan County is full of little cuties. Moving forward quickly and finding the Thousand Machine Token as soon as possible is the best solution."

"They might even team up to speed things up."

It would have been better if Cui Cui hadn't said anything; her explanation only made Chen Mu more worried.

Should we unite and speed things up?

I haven't even finished preparing my hand, and you already want to negotiate? And you want to speed things up?
How can that work!
Chen Mu lowered his head and pondered: "We need to get them a big one."

……

Three days later, around seven or eight o'clock at night.

Jinghong Gang Camp at the South Gate of Qingshan County.

In a secluded corner near the city gate, a small gray-white tent stood.

Zhang Ye stuck a talisman on each side of his forehead and tossed a peanut into his mouth with a worried expression.

"When will this ever end?"

Zhang Ye was tasked with scouting the Tangshan army, but he was ambushed and fell asleep until dawn.

The mission failed, making Zhang Ye's already unfavorable situation even more difficult.

Kuituo, who also had ancestral talismans pasted on both sides of his forehead, picked up his wine cup, slurped it down in one gulp, and complained angrily. "I see now, you're just a jinx."

"You do the math, how many teams have you broken up with already?"

Let's just break up!

With a pained expression, Zhang Ye pulled out an Ancestral Talisman from his pocket and handed it to Kui Tuo.

He glanced at Zhen Fan, who was staring at him expectantly, and had no choice but to grit his teeth and hand over another bill.

"Should we still sell?" Zhang Ye looked utterly dejected. He'd emptied his pockets of half a lifetime's savings.

A Zuming talisman initially cost 2,500 taels of silver, but the price gradually increased to 3,500 taels.

As a result, some bastard inflated prices overnight, reaching four thousand taels!
Damn middlemen!

Zhang Ye popped another peanut into his mouth, and thinking about what he had experienced in the past two years, he couldn't help but feel a surge of sadness.

The once-powerful White Tiger of the Jinghong Gang... his former leader... now only has two men left under his command, truly his left and right arms.

"We won't part, we won't part!" Zhen Fan said with a grin.

This thing can save your life.

Other hall masters wouldn't be so generous as to give their subordinates Ancestral Tokens.

Kuituo frowned, clutching the Zuming Talisman: "Why does it smell like that?"

Zhang Ye glanced at the other person indifferently: "Oh, I was afraid someone would steal it, so I sewed it into the insole."

"It's been hot these past few days, and I've been sweating a lot, so it's probably because the marinade has absorbed the flavor."

Kuitu: "..."

Are we still going to eat or not?

……

"Boss, why do you think that lunatic is going to keep bothering us?" Zhen Fan asked, puzzled.

"I want to know too, damn it." Zhang Ye said, utterly dejected.

"Is that psychopath's sleeping gas really that powerful?" Quito didn't believe it.

He felt that he had been careless last time.

"Using such a low-down tactic as sleeping gas is obviously the work of an unknown person."

"As long as we have antidote pills ready, we have nothing to fear."

"With a well-planned ambush, we'll surely capture them all in one fell swoop!" Kui Tuo said confidently.

"How about we take him on?" Quito said enthusiastically.

Then he looked up and saw Zhang Ye smiling at him: "Are you a little dizzy?"

Krato looked bewildered: "A little."

Zhang Ye quickly twisted his body to adjust his posture, then grabbed the Zu Ming Fu from his forehead and stuffed it into his crotch. Finally, he looked at Kui Tuo with an experienced expression and said, "You still lack experience."

After saying that, he tilted his head to the side and fell fast asleep.

Kuituo, fighting off sleepiness, looked at Zhen Fan across from him.

They discovered that the other person was already lying on the ground spread out in a starfish position.

Kuitu: "..."

"grass!"

I don't want this experience at all!
……

A plume of black smoke appeared out of thin air inside the tent.

Chen Mu looked at Zhang Ye, who was fast asleep, and couldn't help but sigh.

They were able to detect the drug-inducing smoke so quickly. Was it because they'd given too much and developed a tolerance?

Never mind, I'll modify the recipe when I have time.

The paper effigy's spirit throws down a cloth bag.

Then, it transformed into a paper doll, removed the ancestral talisman from Kui Tuo's forehead, and with a whoosh, flew out of the tent and disappeared.

……

The next day, Zhang Ye opened his eyes feeling refreshed.

First, he took out the Zuming Talisman.

Ok!

Then he noticed a gray cloth bag on Dao's body.

"Did the lunatic give it to you?"

He hesitated for a moment, but finally opened it.

On a large sheet of white paper, a landscape painting is drawn with remarkable realism.

There are also many little figures with different expressions on them.

"This fierce general has such well-developed pectoral muscles, yet his face is so handsome and beautiful, almost like a woman's?"

"I'm so envious."

"Brother, this seems to be a map of the Tangshan army's camp layout." Zhen Fan's eyes were red with excitement.

"Report it immediately!" Krato, who had just woken up, was also excited.

He didn't even care about the missing ancestral charm on his forehead.

"Would a lunatic be so kind?" Zhang Ye was terrified of being scammed. He instinctively suspected something was wrong.

"Brother, he's already given it all, are you sure you don't dare not report it?" Zhen Fan cautiously reminded him. Aren't you afraid that lunatic might come back for another attack?
Zhang Ye looked aggrieved: "I wouldn't dare."

(End of this chapter)