My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 230 Ambush
"My name is Xu Rao, and I am one of the Seven Brothers of Wushan," Xu Rao said indifferently.

"Each of us seven has our own strengths."

"And I'm best at interrogation."

"You only get one chance."

"So... who is the pharmacist?" Xu Rao stared at Shang Huan without moving his eyes.

The cold, indifferent gaze sent chills down Shang Huan's spine.

How did I end up running into this group of scoundrels!
The disciples in the nearby lower courtyard all knew that the seven brothers of Wushan were ruthless and cruel, enslaving the disciples of the lower courtyard to farm for money.

Many of the rebellious disciples disappeared without a trace!
Most importantly, they not only did it, but they also got away with it for so many years!
"Looks like he's still a good man." Ai Ji said impatiently, "You'd better hurry up and get started. I hate wasting time."

"You made the wrong choice," Xu Rao said calmly.

He pointed his fingers into the shape of a knife.

rub!
"I'll say it!" Shang Huan shouted at the top of her lungs.

A drop of blood seeped out and slid down from the right side of Shang Huan's neck.

His scalp tingled, and Shang Huan's eyes were filled with bloodshot veins. Just a moment ago, he almost felt like he was going to say goodbye to this world.

I've made so much money and bought the most expensive secret techniques, but I haven't even practiced them yet!

I can't die! I absolutely can't die!
Shang Huan's face turned pale, and she clenched her teeth.

"Who is the pharmacist?" Xu Rao's voice remained calm.

Shang Huan opened his mouth, feeling a dryness and difficulty speaking. He clenched his right fist tightly. How had he ended up in this situation?

"Speak!" Ai Ji shouted impatiently.

Xu Rao raised his right hand slightly, and the dark aura suddenly transformed into a sharp blade.

Shang Huan looked troubled as she met the increasingly dangerous gazes of the two men.

I'm sorry... I didn't mean to...

"It's Mo Wuzhou!" Shang Huan's face turned ugly: "The pharmacist is Senior Brother Mo Wuzhou."

"I was just one of his salesmen."

“He would always send his trusted aide to deliver the medicine to me and then take the money from the sales that month.”

“No wonder.” Ai Ji raised an eyebrow. “I’ve long heard that this young Mo is proficient in various fields. Now that he’s become an apprentice at the Upper Academy, it’s said that he’s learning alchemy.”

“That’s not right.” Xu Rao stared indifferently at Shang Huan.

"Mo Wuzhou is in the central medicinal field of the Lower Courtyard, while you are just a small vendor in a peripheral area."

"Given your status and position, how could you possibly get close to that person?"

Shang Huan gave a wry smile: "I really don't have the ability to get close to Senior Brother Mo."

“But I have an elder who helped me when Senior Brother Mo first came to the lower academy.”

“He was taught how to grow yellow rice by my elder.”

"so……"

"It seems that the old man was telling the truth," Ai Ji said with a smile, glancing at Xu Rao.

Shang Huan's expression changed: "What did you do to my Uncle Hao?!"

"Don't worry, you won't die."

“Even if we can’t find the pharmacist, we won’t kill you,” Ai Ji said with a smile.

“It’s still not right.” Xu Rao stared coldly at Shang Huan.

"Mo Wuzhou went to the Upper House four months ago."

"How do you explain the supply of goods over the past few months!"

Shang Huan also looked hesitant: "I'm not quite sure either."

“Gongsun Sheng always brings me the medicine; I'm only responsible for selling it.”

"I suspect that either Senior Brother Mo has a backup plan, or..."

"Either Gongsun Sheng started his own business and took over the business channels left by Senior Brother Mo."

“Gongsun Sheng…” Ai Ji and Xu Rao exchanged a glance.

After going around in circles for a while, we finally found the key person.

"When is the next delivery date?" Ai Ji asked excitedly.

If they can find this Gongsun Sheng, they will likely have another source of income.

As their strength increases, their need for resources also increases.

The output from the yellow rice fields can no longer support them to go any further.

"Two more days." Shang Huan, having given up all hope, made no attempt to hide anything.

"Gongsun Sheng will deliver the goods around evening two days from now."

……

Two days later, in the evening.

Chen Mu was draped in a black cloak and wore a pure white mask. Surrounded by five ghosts, concealing his figure, he drifted across the overgrown yellow rice field as usual, heading straight for the courtyard at the edge of the field.

But before he could leave the yellow rice field, the gaze of the five ghostly spirits made him stop in his tracks.

"Has something happened...?"

Inside the room, Shang Huan and Hao Lao sat side by side at the square table.

The two men were pale, their brown shorts stained with specks of black blood.

A young man in his twenties, dressed in black, was sitting opposite the two.

Behind him stood a burly man who was two meters tall and whose body was as wide as a door panel.

trap?

Chen Mu mobilized the Five Ghosts and indeed made some discoveries.

The four people, two men and two women, were quietly hidden in the overgrown yellow rice field, with Shang Huan's residence as the center.

"What a pity..." Chen Mu said indifferently.

Shanghuan's sales channel is no longer usable.

The six individuals are all different in appearance and may possess unique skills; he cannot afford to take the risk.

Chen Mu sat cross-legged on the cloud of five ghosts, his figure slowly drifting away.

"My current identity is probably no longer safe."

"There was still a lack of caution."

"The low hill courtyard is no longer habitable."

"What a pity about my twenty acres of yellow rice fields..."

……

Inside Shang Huan's residence.

Time passed slowly, and it grew darker and darker.

A young man in a black outfit with his hair tied up in a white jade style, his face gentle, stood up and gently tapped the oval crystal ball hanging in mid-air.

The fluorescent algae inside immediately emitted a gentle, luminous white light.

"It seems you've been abandoned," the gentle young man Lu Ku said softly.

"Wait a little longer, please wait a little longer! Perhaps something has delayed us!" Shang Huan's pupils couldn't help but contract.

"Maybe..." Lu Ku remained noncommittal.

He then smiled gently and said, "Can you tell me how many jade coins you earn in a month?"

"Don't worry, I'm just curious."

Shang Huan's heart skipped a beat. She was about to speak, but then she held back.

Meeting the other person's smiling gaze, Shang Huan couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine.

He knew that if he said the wrong thing, he would definitely lose his life!
But how exactly should I phrase it to satisfy the other party?!

“I just bought the Small Heavenly Cycle Star River Spiritual Light Method last month.”

Give me two months, and I can buy another one!

“Not bad.” Lu Ku smiled and nodded.

"But what if we don't have the medicinal powder and pills provided by Gongsun Sheng?"

Shang Huan's forehead was immediately covered in a fine layer of sweat.

Upon careful reflection, he realized that the reason he had earned so much money over the past few months was entirely due to those seemingly counterfeit but actually substandard powders and pills.

That's how he was able to sell his products without anyone causing him trouble!
"It seems you can't."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the burly man, as thick as a door panel, suddenly appeared behind Shang Huanhao.

Hands shaped like palm-leaf fans quietly reached towards the necks of the two people.

"How about we do a test?" Lu Ku sat down again, looking at the two of them with a smile.

"Let's see if that Mr. Gongsun cares about your lives or your deaths."

boom!
Shang Huan and the other man were immediately grabbed by the neck by the burly man on the door and lifted into the air.

The charisma that the two men displayed on their own was instantly crushed by the burly man.

“I also wanted to invite that pharmacist to become one of our seven brothers.” Lu sighed and shook his head. “The trail has gone cold. What a waste… um?”

"Yulin? What are you doing here..."

Yu Lin, the burly man holding the door panel that held Shang Huan and the other person, stood motionless as if he had been frozen in place, like a mosquito trapped in amber.

"A hundred miles of Qi restriction!" A detached voice suddenly rang out.

Click!

The door panel, with the man's arm as thick as his thigh, suddenly snapped.

The forearm bone pierced through thick muscle, with streaks of blood hanging on the white bone, making it look particularly tragic.

(End of this chapter)