My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 235 Got it

A month later.

Xinyou District, Lu Ku Residence.

The six siblings from Wushan reunited once again.

This was their fifth gathering in January.

My mood fluctuates, and it's different every time.

Somber, uneasy, doubtful, confused, until this moment of bewilderment.

"Shang Huan is still selling medicine?" Lu Ku frowned slightly.

"We're only selling calming pills. Everything else is off." Yu Lin said in a muffled voice.

"Are you sure Shang Huan knows our address?" Ai Ji couldn't help but ask.

“Even if we don’t know, Gongsun Sheng can still summon us using the Tongxin Suo,” Yu Lin replied.

"What exactly does he mean?!"

"There's been no movement for three months straight. Give me a straight answer, whether you want to kill me or torture me!" Ai Ji said impatiently.

"Is it possible that he just doesn't want to talk to us?" Shi Xianqing said coldly.

"Absolutely not!" Ai Ji couldn't help but retort, "Why would we leave six skilled fighters unused, and expect that fat bastard to take our place?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that the others were all looking at him.

"He might actually be counting on that fatso." Lu Ku's expression was strange.

March passed. Shang Huan's medicine business remained unchanged.

The six of them seemed to have been completely forgotten.

Or rather, have they truly been forgotten?

The group of people looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Ai Ji shook his head fiercely.

Have we been outsmarting thin air all this time?
I don't admit it!

"Should we inform Mo Wuzhou about this?" Yu Lin scratched his head.

Lu sighed, "I have no choice but to notify them."

According to Shang Huan, Gongsun Sheng is Mo Wuzhou's confidant!

Since they were hired by Lin Su to deal with Mo Wuzhou's close friends, they couldn't avoid Gongsun Sheng.

……

Low hill courtyard.

"Brother Chen, I've come to see you again. Look what I brought you!" Shang Huan, with a bruised and swollen face, pulled along Old Hao, whose face was also bruised and swollen.

He walked into the courtyard with a fawning smile, carrying a piece of black snapper meat in his hand.

Chen Mu couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Even if you bring me a piece of dragon meat, I still can't make fake medicine for you."

"Dragon meat is definitely out of the question, but what about the meat of a real loach?"

"The Heavenly River Water Palace recently captured a two-hundred-year-old true loach dragon."

"That thing is said to be able to transform into a dragon. When we eat it, we're eating the flesh of a dragon's precursor. Hmm... dragon egg meat!"

"Dragon egg meat from a ghost!" Chen Mu was almost laughing in exasperation at the fat man's antics.

This guy was tight-lipped last time and didn't reveal his existence.

But what if you encounter a ruthless person who can spy on your thoughts?
At that time, if he doesn't want to say anything, that's fine; people can see for themselves.

"It's not that I don't want to make it for you, it's just that I really don't have the ingredients," Chen Mu said helplessly.

"Tell me what ingredients you need, and I'll go find them for you." Shang Huan showed no sign of giving up.

"Look over there, it's still a seedling." Chen Mu pointed with his chin at the night-blooming jasmine under the west wall.

"What is this?" Shang Huan leaned closer to examine it carefully.

“That’s the main ingredient,” Chen Mu said with a smile.

"If you can find it for me, I'll make you a flavored barbecue seasoning with eggplant and night-blooming jasmine."

"I'll make as many of these main ingredients as you find."

The entire Lower House is short of nightshade grass right now, it would be strange if this fatso managed to find some.

If they really come looking for him, Chen Mu will replace as many as he has.

Trading raw materials from the first edition of the Bewitching Cigarette for genuine Cigarette Night Grass is such a great deal!

"What about the Hidden Qi Powder?" Shang Huan asked quickly.

"Find this first!" Chen Mu rolled his eyes.

He made up his mind never to help Shang Huan make medicine again.

Even if they wanted to sell, they would have to go through Gongsun Sheng.

He is very satisfied with his current peaceful life of farming and gaining experience.

Chen Mu's identity cannot be compromised.

……

At the dinner table, Chen Mu asked curiously.

"Didn't you already buy the Spirit Light Technique? Why are you making so much more money?"

“Cultivation costs money too.” Shang Huan sighed. “For sensory cultivation, you still have to go to a temple.”

Chen Mu shook his head: "If you don't work hard on a regular basis, you can't possibly cultivate spiritual light in just one month at the dojo." "Of course I know that won't work." Shang Huan glanced at Chen Mu: "But what if I cultivate at the dojo all year round?"

"Wow...you really dare to think that way." Old Hao shook his head with a smile while eating his food.

"I not only dare to think it, I also dare to do it!" Shang Huan put one leg on a long bench, waving his chopsticks and pointing at the landscape.

"I'm not good at it, but I'm not willing to accept it."

"I can't decide my innate talents, but I can use a hundred times more effort to reach the heights I want."

"Once I've earned enough money, I'll spend every day at the Upper Academy's dojo. I refuse to believe I can't master the Spirit Light!"

"That's ambitious!" Old Hao couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Chen Mu couldn't help but look at him with new respect. He hadn't expected this fat man to be so determined in pursuing the Dao.

"So, Brother Chen, you need to make more money!" Shang Huan said earnestly.

"Come with me to the dojo to train then."

"In this lower courtyard of Chicken Coop Road, without a spark of inspiration, there is no future!" Shang Huan sighed.

He then looked at Chen Mu earnestly and said, "So, how about you resell me the concealment powder you've been hiding?"

Chen Mu: “…”

I just fucking know it!

"Give me a little less, that's fine too."

"How dare you let me leave empty-handed?"

"roll!"

……

Three days later, Chen Mu arrived at Shang Huan's residence as usual, intending to give him a calming pill.

To everyone's surprise, Wu Shan's six siblings were also at Shang Huan's house.

If it weren't for these people appearing, Chen Mu would have almost forgotten about their existence.

Is there a conspiracy?
These guys are no good.

He immediately released five ghostly spirits to search the entire area within two miles.

"Is this to ask me something?" Chen Mu hesitated for a moment, but finally walked into Shang Huan's residence.

"Mr. Gongsun." Lu Ku stood up and bowed.

"Lin Su is going to deal with Senior Brother Mo Wuzhou soon."

"He hired us to kidnap Senior Brother Mo's close friends, intending it as a trump card against Senior Brother Mo."

"I feel it's necessary to report this."

Chen Mu: "..." He was a little confused.

No! Are you sure this is something I should know?
The inspectorate is going to deal with the disciples of the upper courtyard?

How could I, an honest farmer, get involved in such a conspiracy and disaster?
Seeing that Chen Mu remained silent, Lu Ku was somewhat undecided.

Is it our fault for not informing us earlier?

It seems I need to do something to make amends.

If we allow this discontent to fester, it could very well lead to even greater bitter consequences!

Lu Ku racked his brains.

"You are Senior Brother Mo's right-hand man, so we naturally stand on Senior Brother Mo's side."

"But Lin Su is unaware of our relationship with you."

"Perhaps you could inform Brother Mo's friend in advance and work with us to put on a show."

"Once the ambush is complete, we'll betray them together and kill Lin Su!" Lu Ku's eyes narrowed, a glint of shrewdness in them.

This plan may be old-fashioned, but if executed properly, it can definitely produce results beyond expectations!
Chen Mu: “…”

What the hell are you talking about?!

How did I become Mo Wuzhou's right-hand man?

Chen Mu couldn't help but look at Shang Huan.

The fat man was hunched over, hiding to one side like a quail.

Hey!
It's definitely that fatso's fault!
Chen Mu forcibly suppressed his excitement, slowed his speech, and said indifferently, "Don't do anything."

He didn't know Mo Wuzhou.

How could he possibly get involved in something that sounded so troublesome!

Lu Ku was taken aback.

Do nothing?

Does it mean he'll pretend to agree to Lin Su's request, and then do nothing?

"I understand!" Lu Ku nodded with a look of sudden realization.

Chen Mu: “…”

Understood?
What do you mean you understand?!
Could you tell me about it too?
"If Mr. Gongsun has no further instructions, then we will take our leave." Lu Ku bid farewell.

After this encounter, he confirmed one thing: this Mr. Gongsun seemed to genuinely dislike them.

Could this Mr. Gongsun have a bigger scheme? I can't figure it out.

Before Chen Mu could figure out how to start the conversation, he watched as six oddly shaped figures filed out.

You should explain yourselves clearly!

Stop messing around, hey!
(End of this chapter)