My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 72: Level 4
Nanyang Prefecture is located in the southwest of Daliang, and the weather is hot.

Shanglinfang is close to Luohe, which makes it even more humid.

However, if there is a breeze on the river, the banks of the river become cool and comfortable.

Chen Mu sat under the pavilion, in the gentle breeze. He slowly turned the pages of the book in his hands, occasionally taking a sip of brown medicinal tea.

After a while, Chen Mu put down the book and looked up.

"This 'Golden Wind and Jade Dew Manual' is quite something."

He tried to adjust his facial muscles, making the muscles bulge and fill in the thin areas, and making the muscles shrink and become smaller in the fat areas.

After a few attempts, it already bore a resemblance to armor.

"If I think about it for a few more days, I might be able to develop the skill."

"The product itself is good, but the way it's being used is rather improper."

Upon closer reading, Chen Mu realized that this book might not actually be so serious.

It contains some of the author's personal insights.

The author claims that he often dressed as a woman, mingled in various women's groups, used makeup skills to befriend beautiful women, and gave them exclusive beauty secrets.

Then, using a strange insect, they could lock the soul across a thousand miles, track the secret medicine, and sneak into someone's boudoir under the cover of night.

Chen Mu initially thought the author was a cross-dresser.

Later they discovered he was a notorious womanizer!

The purpose of ventriloquism is to make the voice sound more like a woman's.

The sleep manual is for restoring energy.

The makeup technique was used to penetrate the body and facilitate the use of secret medicines for localization.

"What a talent..."

Chen Mu felt deeply shocked.

……

Chen Mu put away his books and sat down on the edge of the pavilion.

"Let's continue practicing the Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Spell."

For nearly twenty days, he devoted all his energy to the Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Spell.

Frequently opening the Five Ghosts Bag puts immense stress on the body.

Prolonged exposure can cause dizziness, headaches, and difficulty concentrating. Even without engaging in physical labor, one may feel constantly weak and fatigued.

Chen Mu had to engage in intermittent cultivation.

Practice the Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Spell for half an hour, then rest for half an hour, while continuously drinking medicinal tea to replenish vital energy and invigorate the spirit.

As he uttered the low incantation, billowing black mist appeared and disappeared around Chen Mu.

A different feeling suddenly arose.

He felt that several parts of the lengthy incantation could be omitted.

He also felt like he had an extra hand.

On a whim, I brought up the gray wall.

Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Spell: 1/10000/Fourth Tier;

Three plumes of black smoke appeared out of thin air in front of him, then quickly shrank and transformed into three paper figures.

The little paper figures are incredibly lifelike, each with a character on its back—spring, summer, and winter.

"We've got a summer now, but we're still missing an autumn." Chen Mu looked at the three paper figures of ghosts with satisfaction.

Thinking about how the paper doll could suppress the spirits, Chen Mu found it more and more adorable the more he looked at it.

Strange paper figures float.

Thick black smoke billowed around.

Chen Mu smiled, her eyes sparkling: "My little darling..."

The paper doll of the ghost: "..."

……

North of Nanyang Prefecture, on the upper reaches of the Jinshui River, stands an oval-shaped island in the middle of the seemingly endless river.

The isolated island in the river is called Shangyang Island, and it is covered with lush green vegetation.

At the center of the island lies a cluster of buildings. The palaces have upturned eaves and corners, and are decorated with sculptures of immortals and beasts, making them exceptionally grand.

A wide stone staircase leads directly from the central palace to the island's dock.

The colossal flagship of the Jinghong Gang was currently docked at the pier.

Led by the gang leader Jin Wuduan, all the hall masters and branch leaders, unless they held important positions and were unable to leave, stood behind him and waited.

Everyone stood silently and respectfully in the square in front of the palace.

"Master, did Miss Seven say when she will arrive?" Jin Wuduan asked in a low voice as Zhuo Yinghai, the head of Tianqi Hall, leaned forward.

"Wait there," Jin Wuduan said with a faint smile.

"Yes!" Zhuo Yinghai's eyelids twitched, and he bowed and stepped back.

Zuo Sheng, standing to the side, stared intently at his master, his brows slightly furrowed.

Who exactly is this person that my master, the second-best expert in Nanyang Prefecture, would have to wait for all morning with the entire gang's top brass?

Even if we're waiting, shouldn't we go to the pier? What are we waiting for in the middle of this island?

Before he could figure it out, a small black dot flew in from the sky at lightning speed.

Before Zuo Sheng could see it clearly, the black dot rapidly expanded.

A giant eagle with a wingspan of seven or eight meters descended from the sky.

A strong wind arose, causing everyone's clothes to flutter loudly. Two figures leaped down from the eagle's back.

The leader was a woman in her mid-twenties, dressed in a white robe with gold thread, exuding a heroic spirit.

The other person had a jade hairpin tied up and was dressed as a man.

His eyes were long and narrow, and there was a sharp edge to them when they opened and closed.

Behind him was a handsome young man dressed in white with gold thread.

"Seventh Miss, Thirteenth Young Master, you must be tired from your journey." Jin Wuduan greeted them with a smile.

"Uncle Jin, it's been a long time," the woman replied with a smile.

"It's been ten years since I last saw you. There are quite a few new faces here." The woman glanced at the group of hall masters.

"My name is Sikou Qing, and this is my younger brother, Sikou Yu. The Jinghong Gang's current prestige is entirely due to everyone's hard work and dedication."

"I brought a lot of Zhaodianhong with me on this trip. As long as you all do your jobs diligently, you will be richly rewarded when the time comes to discuss your merits," Sikou Qing said in a clear voice.

The hall masters were immediately moved and bowed to express their gratitude.

Si Kouqing nodded in satisfaction, waved his hand to drive away the giant eagle, and led the way towards the palace.

Si Kouyu lagged a few steps behind, turned her head to glance at everyone, and suddenly asked, "Where is Lin Que?"

Everyone stopped abruptly.

“Some time ago, there was a conflict between the gang and the Zhu Yi Pavilion, and Hall Master Lin has unfortunately passed away,” Jin Wuduan explained.

"How was it handled?" Sikou Yu asked curiously.

"I beat up their sect leader," Jin Wuduan said with a chuckle.

"Uncle Jin still has that fiery temper," Si Kouqing said with a smile.

“What a pity…” Sikou Yu shook his head: “If it were me, I would have destroyed the Zhuyi Pavilion.”

"Yu'er, don't talk nonsense! Zhuyi Pavilion belongs to the Zhang family. How can we destroy it as we please?" Sikou Qing frowned and said softly.

Si Kouyu pursed her lips and stopped arguing.

The crowd escorted the two into the main hall.

Among the crowd, Sun Fu stared at Si Kouyu with his small eyes, his mind racing.

"The relationship between this young master and Lin Que seems to be unusual..."

Then he looked up at Zuo Sheng.

Lately, for some reason, he always felt that Zuo Sheng's gaze towards him was strange.

"Are they trying to silence me?"

……

Nanyang Prefecture, Beishi, Xinyuan Tea House.

Chen Mu sat in a corner of the lobby, with a pot of tea and two plates of osmanthus cakes on the table.

He practiced the Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Spell at home for a month straight, until he felt dizzy and lightheaded.

Although I still want to keep working hard, I'm just too mentally exhausted.

I feel like I'm trying to stay up all night reading novels, and I still want to read more, but I'm just too sleepy to handle.

Chen Mu had to take a day off to go out for tea and music to relax.

He had no interest in the tea at Xinyuan Tea House, but he was quite fond of the various snacks there.

He orders one thing each time he comes.

He imitates one style after another.

I have learned five types so far.

"There are thirteen more options, that's great." Chen Mu thought with considerable pleasure as he looked at the menu and price list hanging on the wall.

"If the teahouse owner finds out, will he kick me out?" Chen Mu chuckled.

"Brother Chen!" A clear child's voice suddenly rang out from behind.

Chen Mu frowned and turned around: "Which kid is so rude, scaring people from behind!"

"Brother Chen, it's me. Why has your face changed?" The young Taoist Chengming was wearing a brand-new brocade robe, with a longevity lock around his neck and a peace bracelet on his wrist.

Anyone who didn't know better would think he was the young master of some landlord.

Chen Mu felt somewhat helpless. He used his new disguise technique to adjust his facial structure as soon as he left the house.

Even if Jie Jia were to his face, he might not recognize him. How did this little guy recognize him?

"Where are your parents? There are child abductions in the city, so you can't run around like this," Chen Mu threatened, glaring at him.

"Brother Chen, stop pretending." Chengming said with a grin.

"Don't shout like that, I'm not your Brother Chen."

"You are."

"I'm not."

"You are!"

"I really am not."

"I can smell the fasting pills!" Chengming climbed onto the long bench opposite Chen Mu, put his hands on the table, and glared at Chen Mu.

Chen Mu: "..." Rice ball, rice ball, that's a rice ball!

Can we please stop talking about fasting pills?
Chen Mu reached out and pushed the osmanthus cake in front of the little Taoist boy: "Dog nose!"

"Hehe..." Little Taoist Chengming grabbed three pieces of osmanthus cake and stuffed them all into his mouth in one gulp.

(End of this chapter)