My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 172 Blackmail

Lijiang City, Yongtongfang.

In the dead of night, when all is quiet.

Twelve men in black, like ghosts, silently surged into a small alley.

These people remained silent, and ten of them dispersed, silently surrounding a courtyard.

The next moment, the remaining two swiftly scaled the wall and landed silently.

Immediately, like a cheetah, it suddenly pushed off the ground and charged into the room.

boom!
The doors and windows shattered instantly.

A series of crashing and smashing sounds rang out.

Not long after, Jin Wuduan and Sikou Yang walked out of the room with grim expressions.

"I've been tricked!" Sikou Yang lamented.

“They must have run away.” Jin Wuduan said thoughtfully, “The window is open, but the air in the room is a little stuffy.”

"This means the person hasn't been gone long."

Sikou Yang frowned immediately: "Could it be that someone leaked the news?"

Zuo Sheng felt a chill run down his spine, but immediately spoke calmly: "Sincere and cunning, he was betrayed once, and it's unlikely he'll be betrayed a second time by the same person."

"Perhaps they have some countermeasures."

Sikou Yang nodded in realization: "To be able to harm Yu'er and Qing'er, one must be insidious and vicious. It is only natural that we would take precautions."

"What a pity about a Thousand Machine Token."

"Leave two people to keep watch, the rest of you can go back. We can't delay tomorrow's investigation."

Zuo Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and clasped his hands in agreement.

The group arrived quickly and left just as fast, disappearing swiftly into the night.

……

On the rooftop, Chen Mu crouched amidst a cloud of black smoke, clutching a small piece of paper in his hand, watching the group depart with a gloomy expression.

"What the hell is this undeserved disaster?!"

"Why would someone seeking sincerity come to me?"

And this little note.

Just now, someone threw this thing into his house to warn him to run away.

"Zuo Sheng?"

He remembered that Zuo Sheng had joined forces with Cheng Yi when they were in Qingshan County.

"We can't stay here anymore."

……

Two hours later, a man in black casually crushed the neck of the person who was watching him, then jumped into Chen Mu's courtyard.

"They ran away ahead of time? What a pity." Wu Yin shook his head coldly.

After thinking for a moment, he shook his head and chuckled, "Then let's take our time playing!"

Wu Yin pulled a thumb-sized, teardrop-shaped bronze object from his sleeve. He held it in his palm and examined it carefully.

"The Heartless Bell is still here?" Wu Yin raised an eyebrow.

"You guessed it was me, so you don't even want the Heartless Bell anymore? Nephew, you're really decisive!" Wu Yin sneered.

Then he carried the water droplet-shaped bronze piece in one hand and searched through the room and courtyard.

"The perception is still so weak, is it buried underground?" Wu Yin lowered his head and frowned slightly.

"Let's find someone to dig again in a few days," Wu Yin shook his head.

Those two outside are dead; the Jinghong Gang won't let this place go anytime soon. We'll have to wait until things calm down.

"After all this time, the Heartless Bell still ended up in my hands." Wu Yin sighed, "Senior brother, how did you end up dying?"

"Without the Heartless Bell, we won't be able to find this little thing anymore."

Wu Yin shook his head, feeling somewhat disheartened.

Not long after, he turned around, climbed over the courtyard wall, and disappeared in a few leaps.

……

On the rooftop, Chen Mu, still crouching in the black smoke, gazed at Wu Yin's retreating figure.

“It’s that old man with his chubby grandson.” Chen Mu recognized the man.

"I managed to evade the Thousand Machine Order's search, but I couldn't escape the Heartless Bell." Chen Mu thought helplessly, looking at the copper bell inside the Five Ghosts Bag.

"Is this person also connected to Qingfeng Temple?" Chen Mu narrowed his eyes. "He seems to be a sincere opponent."

"Sincerity can be a dangerous thing!" Chen Mu shook his head in regret, wondering why he hadn't put in more effort to kill him back then.

"With this old man on our minds, we can't stay in the city any longer," Chen Mu sighed.

"Fortunately, all the supplies are ready." He shrugged, nonchalantly: "It's not like I've never been in the wild before."

With the Five Ghost Bag providing convenience and the Soul-Stabilizing Pole to ward off insects and beasts, the wilderness might be even more pleasant without any disturbance. "I only met him once, and this old man has already set his sights on me. I guess I'm just unlucky," Chen Mu thought helplessly.

He's so adept at using others to do his dirty work; he's a master manipulator.

"If I can't afford to offend them, can't I at least avoid them?"

……

Lijiang City, Anshunfang in the east of the city.

Wu Yin got up early and helped her grandson get dressed and wash up.

"Fatty, play by yourself for a while. I'll go cook." Wu Yin said with a doting expression.

This was a Daoist boy he had searched all over Daliang for a long time to find. He adopted the child as his godchild at birth and raised him as his own from a young age, cherishing him dearly.

After settling her grandson in, she immediately went into the kitchen to make breakfast.

Not long after, he walked into the room carrying a plate.

But then he found his grandson happily eating a meat pie in each hand.

Wu Yin's pupils suddenly contracted, and a storm raged in his heart.

"Where did this pie come from?!"

"Someone has been here!"

"We've been exposed?!"

To be able to enter a room silently and place a pie without being noticed... That kind of skill...

"Could this be a sign of sincerity?" A sense of absurdity arose in Wu Yin's mind.

How could he possess such strength?!

"Are they here to take revenge on me?" Wu Yin smiled bitterly.

"Grandpa, an uncle just invited us to eat at Lijiang Restaurant. Should we go?" the chubby boy asked, his mouth full of pie, his words muffled.

Wu Yin's heart skipped a beat.

He had an urge to grab his grandson and run away.

But he quickly forced himself to calm down, and said with a wry smile, "Go."

I'm afraid I've been targeted by Cheng Yi, so I have no choice but to go.

"Senior brother, you've really taught a good disciple!" Wu Yin thought resentfully.

……

At noon, at Lijiang Tower.

A square table next to the kitchen passageway was laden with food.

A chubby little boy was holding a bright red pig's trotter, gnawing on it with his mouth full of oil.

Chen Mu looked at the chubby boy with a smile.

The way the other person ate reminded him of the young Taoist priest Chengming, whom he hadn't seen in a long time.

Ignoring the dark-skinned, thin old man staring intently at him, Chen Mu kept putting food on the chubby boy's plate.

“Nephew Chengyi, your disguise technique is indeed interesting.” Wu Yin sneered, “But threatening me with my grandson, that’s not interesting at all.”

Chen Mu was taken aback. Was this person taking him as sincere?
Nephew? Is this old man a sincere uncle-master?
He didn't argue, but chuckled and said, "I find it interesting."

Wu Yin's face darkened: "Speak, what exactly do you want?"

"I almost got arrested last night. Is it too much to ask for five thousand taels of silver as compensation for my emotional distress?"

“Yes!” Wu Yin replied calmly.

Chen Mu's heart skipped a beat; it was too little!
"I misspoke, it's fifty thousand taels," Chen Mu said calmly.

Wu Yin's face darkened, and he took several deep breaths before nodding resentfully.

"Give me that bronze droplet, is that alright?" Chen Mu continued.

That thing can sense the Heartless Bell; it has to come over.

Wu Yin's expression changed, but after glancing at his grandson, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Here you go!"

"And..." Chen Mu looked at the chubby boy thoughtfully.

"Don't go too far!" Wu Yin's neck immediately turned red.

Oh hoo!

Chen Mu glanced at Wu Yin, then at the chubby boy.

"This...could he also be a Daoist with a Daoist bone structure?!"

Qingfeng Temple is truly remarkable! These two brothers managed to find two such highly sought-after Daoist masters!
Chen Mu's lips curled up slightly: "Uncle-Master, I almost lost my life. Is it alright to give me ten or eight pieces of white jade spirit money?"

Wu Yin immediately held his breath in his chest.

You think that's a cabbage?

(End of this chapter)