My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 34 Confusion
Early morning, Xinyou Alley

Miao Bai, a low-ranking member of the Bailang Gang, walked into the alley with a gloomy expression.

Two burly men with dark faces followed behind him, complaining about him.

"Still haven't found that fisherman?" Miao Bai asked in an unfriendly tone.

"That guy is as slippery as a fish; he disappears in the blink of an eye. My brother and I have searched the entire Qingshan County at least five times in the past two days, but we still haven't seen a trace of him."

"Useless!" Miao Bai's face darkened.

He had previously told the head of the hall that he had found a way to make money.

But there has been no result yet.

The Heavenly Lord has been looking at him strangely these past few days.

"Master Bai, it wasn't a complete loss."

"Shunliu, who hangs out at the city gate, said that the fishermen live inside the city. He has seen fishermen carrying empty baskets out of the city."

Miao Bai's expression softened.

If they're from within the city, things will be easier.

The White Wave Gang is well-informed; as long as he continues to sell fish, they have no trouble catching him.

"When you see the hall master later, tell him everything in detail. We'll ask him to send some men. I don't believe we can't find a fisherman!" Miao Bai's heart bled.

Once this matter is submitted, even if it succeeds in the end, his credit will be shared.

It was originally my own achievement. But...

Miao Bai glared fiercely at the two people behind him.

The three of them walked into Xinyou Alley, familiar with the place.

"Master Bai, why is it so quiet?" a burly man behind him asked curiously.

Miao Bai's heart skipped a beat.

In the past, Xinyou Alley was very lively.

In the morning, all the leaders and lords gather here to follow orders; it's always a noisy place. Why is it so quiet here?

They arrived at the entrance of the White Wave Gang's headquarters.

The gate was wide open, but there were no guards.

The expressions on the faces of the three of them changed.

"Could our base have been wiped out by other gangs?"

The three of them cautiously entered through the gate.

"Brother Bai, should we run?" another burly man behind us suggested in a low voice.

"What's the panic! Go in and take a look!" Miao Bai boldly turned around the wall facing the entrance.

In the huge courtyard, people were lying scattered all over the place!

Miao Bai's heart skipped a beat: "It's over!"

Just as he was about to run away, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

The guy lying not far away was a minor leader who didn't get along with him.

The other person was lying on the ground, his mouth crooked and his eyes slanted, but his eyeballs were still moving.

not dead?

Just as I was about to go over and check on the situation, I suddenly felt dizzy.

The three of them collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Before Miao Bai fell to the ground, he couldn't help but glance at the main hall in the inner courtyard.

I could vaguely see that the gang leader and the third hall master were both slumped on the chairs in the lobby.

Their faces were flushed, their eyes glazed over, like drunken cats.

The White Wave Gang has been wiped out in one fell swoop!

……

Outside Xinyou Alley.

Chen Mu squatted on a tree branch.

He was wearing a straw hat and gray clothes, with a thick mask covering his mouth and nose.

He held a yellow gourd in his hand, wisps of smoke rising from its open mouth.

The smoke spread extremely quickly. Not long after leaving the gourd, it dispersed rapidly, carried by a gentle breeze, and quickly drifted into Xinyou Alley.

"The concentration is sufficient." After carefully calculating the amount of bewitching incense added, Chen Mu quickly put away the gourd.

"That should keep them drunk for a day." Chen Mu jumped down from the tree.

He glanced at the quiet Xinyou Alley and shook his head helplessly: "It's not easy for ordinary people to do business."

"This White Wave Gang is lawless and has powerful figures backing them up. What can I do?"

"If you want to sell fish peacefully, you can't do it without treating these thugs to a gourd of drinks."

"The world is a dangerous place, and people's lives are full of hardships."

……

东市
Chen Mu, wearing a straw hat and gray clothes, with a two-toned face, walked briskly over.

He put down the two heavy loads and let out a loud howl.

"Fresh, live fish, thirty coins each, first come, first served!"

"Looks like the fisherman is in a good mood."

"Buy it or not? If not, get out of here!"

"Hey!"

……

Three days later, in Xinyou Alley, at the White Wave Gang's headquarters.

A group of gangsters split into several teams, each leading a guard dog, and patrolled around the courtyard wall.

Inside the main hall of the inner courtyard, Zhang Ye, the leader of the White Wave Gang, sat calmly at the head of the table with a full beard.

On the table to the right leaned a large, ghost-headed sword, and on the table was a brown medicine box.

"Did you bring all the antidote pills?" Zhang Ye asked.

"They're all on my person," said Hall Master Jia Da, clasping his hands in a fist salute.

"Are the men in ambush?" Zhang Ye then asked.

"That person must have used the wind to release the poison; there are skilled snipers lying in ambush upwind," said Hall Master Yi Si'an in a deep voice.

"What about the Black Tiger Gang?" Zhang Ye continued to ask.

“We’ve arranged for some brothers to keep an eye on things, and they’ve been behaving very well these past two days,” the last hall master, Zhen Fan, said respectfully.

"Everything is ready; we're just waiting for the thief to be caught." Zhang Ye's eyes flashed with a cold light.

No one knows who this person who fell to the ground is.

They poisoned the entire gang until they were unconscious and then left them alone.

If they had a grudge, wouldn't it have been better for them to show up and kill them back then?

They had absolutely no power to resist at that time.

The reason for this puzzled him greatly.

But there's nothing seriously wrong with it.

“Once we catch them, we’ll know everything.” Zhang Ye reached out and grabbed the hilt of the ghost-head knife.

Since he established his banner and opened his business in Qingshan County, he has never suffered such humiliation.

Anyone who dared to oppose him had their head chopped off by his demon-headed broadsword.

This time will be no exception!
Just as I was thinking this, I suddenly realized that my right hand was grasping at empty air.

Turning my head, I saw in a flash that the hilt of the knife had split into two.

He instinctively reached out to grab it, but found nothing.

My head felt hot, my eyes were bloodshot, and tears welled up involuntarily, just like when I was drunk.

A bad feeling crept into my heart.

He looked up, still half-asleep.

The three hall masters who had just been so confident were now slumped in their chairs, their mouths crooked and their eyes slanted, looking like they were about to crawl under the chairs.

Hall Master Jia Da reached into his robes with his right hand, but his hand trembled so much that he couldn't even hold onto the antidote bottle.

They watched helplessly as the small porcelain bottle rolled to the middle of the hall.

Zhang Ye: "..."

Hey!
I've been infected again!

……

Outside the lobby window, Chen Mu stood in the shadows and silently put away the yellow gourd.

"These people are really hard to please. I have to go to their door in person to invite them for a drink."

"Sigh, there's nothing we can do. Don't we always have to be humble and subservient when asking someone for a favor?"

"Even though I'm just a lowly fisherman."

Chen Mu tucked the gourd into his waistband and followed quietly behind a patrol team.

Wherever they went, gang members collapsed to the ground as if they were drunk.

Soon, the entire Xinyou Alley fell silent again.

……

Behind Tianyi Zhai in the west of the city.

Chen Mu hummed a little tune as he stir-fried the vegetables with a loud banging sound.

Today we sold two baskets of fish and earned another two taels of silver.

He stopped by Zheng Tu's place on his way and was surprised to find it open for business today.

Chen Muhao bought two pork knuckles, one of which had been stewing in a clay pot for half an hour.

Before long, the fragrant braised pork knuckle was served.

Beside the stone table under the grapevines.

Jie Jia is rubbing silver beads.

There was a pile of loose silver worth at least two hundred taels next to it.

"Is the assassin industry really that lucrative?" Chen Mu asked enviously.

"Let's see how things go." Jie Jia focused intently on rolling the dumplings.

"Looks like business is good lately," Chen Mu said sourly.

Jie Jia glanced at Chen Mu: "I picked this up."

Chen Mu's eyes widened involuntarily.

Where can I find so much silver? Why haven't I ever had such a stroke of luck?

Seemingly aware of Chen Mu's question, Jie Jia put away the rolled silver beads and then put the broken silver into a cloth bag and tucked it into his waistband.

Then, with a nonchalant expression, he said, "I found it in Xinyou Alley."

Why does this place sound so familiar?

“There’s a big house in that alley, and there were money bags lying all over the ground that nobody wanted, so I just picked them up.” Jie Jia used the tip of his chopsticks to tear off a bit of soft, sticky pork skin and chewed it slowly with a look of enjoyment on his face.

Chen Mu: “…”

Those should all be mine!

"I'm curious too. You put them all down, so why didn't you go and loot the corpses?" Jie Jia asked sincerely.

"I freaking forgot!"

(End of this chapter)