My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 76 Eyes
“The Daoist disciple isn’t the key; his senior brother is the real focus.” Sikou Yu’s eyes lit up.

"On the night Lin Que was killed, Zuo Sheng led a group of you to see that scholar, saying he wanted to help him out of his predicament."

"But in my opinion, Zuo Sheng deliberately drew attention to that scholar!"

“Chen Mu and Lin Que had a conflict, and then Lin Que died. Anyone in the know would immediately suspect Chen Mu.”

"But what if the murderer is someone else?"

"Wouldn't Chen Mu then become the obvious target, the perfect shield?"

"If Chen Mu disappears again without explanation, it will immediately confirm his identity as a murderer." Si Kouyu said, his voice trembling with excitement.

"Chen Mu has most likely been silenced by Zuo Sheng."

"It's all for the sake of protecting his true ally. That senior disciple of Qingfeng Temple!" Sikou Yu laughed heartily, his face beaming with satisfaction.

The frustration of searching fruitlessly for the past few days has vanished.

That's it, everything makes sense now, it must be that senior brother!

If Qingfeng Temple possesses magical artifacts, it must have a lineage of traditions, meaning that person's martial arts skills are definitely not low.

Only in this way would he recognize the value of ebony and take it away.

And what about Chen Mu? A poor scholar from a small town, how could he possibly have the power to kill Lin Que?!

"No wonder we can't find them. They've all been silenced. Where are we supposed to look?!"

He clenched his fist and swung it fiercely in the air, his face resolute. "Send everyone out immediately and find this novice senior brother!"

Sun Fu: "..."

That house in Shanglinfang...

"Huh?!" Sikou Yu stared intently at Sun Fu.

Sun Fu immediately shut his mouth, sweat pouring down his body: "Yes!"

……

At this moment, Chen Mu, who had been "silenced," was squatting in front of a small food stall.

Holding a palm-sized charcoal-grilled pie in his hand, he took a big bite and ate half of it.

The light red minced meat, with its alternating layers of fat and lean meat, steamed with heat, and its aroma instantly filled the nostrils.

"Boss, you've got great skills! Three more, please!" Chen Mu, with his face full of "fur," praised loudly, then swallowed the pie in two bites.

"This is a craft passed down through five generations of my family." The owner, a short, stout middle-aged man in his forties, beamed with joy upon hearing the praise.

"I'm not bragging. My pie has a crispy crust and a rich, fragrant filling. Countless people have tried to learn how to make it, but no one has ever been able to."

"In this world, only I know how to make authentic Lao Qi family pies. If you want to eat them, you have to come to my place, Boss Qi!" The boss pointed to himself with his thumb, tossed his head, and was full of pride.

Chen Mu smiled and gave Boss Qi a thumbs up.

Now there are two people who can do it...

……

Chen Mu finally couldn't hold back.

He left his home and went to the Taipei Fresh Food Street.

Buying too much fresh meat might attract unwanted attention. But the unsolvable ghostly monster was giving Chen Mu an even bigger headache.

"First, master the Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Spell. If necessary, just be careful."

Chen Mu looked at the bottom entry on the gray wall.

Easily shaped: 670/10000/First order;
"I change my face every time I go out."

"I only visit each meat stall in both the north and south markets once."

"The delivery location will be randomly selected for each delivery."

"With these three layers of protection, it's unlikely that there will be any problems in the short term."

Anyway, he rented more than one courtyard in Shanglinfang, so he could switch delivery locations at will.

Moreover, it's not necessary to make purchases every day. By cooperating with the capture of river fish, purchasing supplies every two days is enough to support cultivation.

"At worst, I'll just stay up late. Who can level up their character without staying up late?"

"With the assistance of the Red Falcon God, I can reach the peak in at most two months!"

Having eaten and drunk his fill and made up his mind, Chen Mu left Lao Qi's snack shop and began searching the streets.

Soon, a butcher shop came into view.

The stall is four meters long, with a courtyard behind it, and the faint sounds of livestock bellowing can be heard coming from the backyard.

"The store isn't the biggest, and there's no powerful backing behind it."

"It's not the smallest, but it's enough to provide fresh meat."

Chen Mu stepped forward.

"Would you like some meat, sir? Which piece would you like? I'll cut it for you."

"I want four freshly slaughtered pigs, skinned and bled, with the heart, liver, spleen, and lungs kept, and the rest of the offal thrown away. When can you clean them for me?" "Don't worry, sir! I have plenty of apprentices and helpers in my backyard. Just give me an address, and I'll deliver it to you this afternoon!" The butcher beamed with delight.

Chen Mu handed him a tael of silver: "This is a deposit. Deliver it to the third house in Yichou Lane, Shanglinfang this afternoon."

"okay!"

After giving his instructions, Chen Mu didn't linger and hurried home. Around 2 PM, he left home again and arrived at Yichou Lane, three streets away.

He chanted an incantation and released a small paper figure that climbed to a high place. He saw two men pushing a cart waiting at the door, chatting idly and fanning themselves with straw hats.

Once Chen Mu confirmed that there were no surprises, he leisurely walked into the alley, received the goods, and paid the remaining balance.

After dismissing the two men, he closed the courtyard gate and put the fresh meat into the Five Ghosts Bag. He then used the paper effigy of the spirit to climb up and scout the surroundings again before hurriedly leaving.

"It's a bit troublesome, but it's safe and secure." At home by the river, Chen Mu adjusted his facial muscles, restoring his original appearance.

With a bounty of tens of thousands of taels on his back, Chen Mu was always uneasy.

The four slaughtered and cleaned pigs have already been eaten.

The incantation released the paper effigy of the ghost. The five ghost bags were full and satisfied, and the three little paper figures became quite active.

Thinking about the perspective of the little paper doll when it scouted the enemy, I realized I had three extra eyes.

Chen Mu couldn't help but exclaim, "A magic artifact truly lives up to its name; it's wondrous and mysterious."

The paper effigy, which is so powerful that it can barely lift a leaf, can not only subdue ghosts but also serve as a scout.

"I'll have to figure out how to use the Five Ghosts Bag properly in the future."

"I wonder what kind of magical artifact that old man has?"

……

three days later.

Yongtai Ward, next to the South Market in Nanyang Prefecture.

Sun Fu walked into Miaohua Studio with a gloomy expression: "Boss Zhen, where is the painting I ordered?"

Two days of searching yielded no results.

This morning, he was kicked by an angry Sikou Yu. Now his abdomen is covered in bruises and he is still in excruciating pain.

Fortunately, he didn't come away empty-handed. This Miaohua Studio had once opened a branch in Qingshan County. The owner of Miaohua Studio, Boss Zhen, had met that senior disciple of Qingfeng Temple.

"These are the portraits of Master Chengyi and young Daoist Chengming," Boss Zhen said with a smile, pointing to the unfolded scroll.

"My skills are still a bit rusty, but I'm not bragging, but this painting is at least 70% lifelike."

"Thank you very much, Boss Zhen." Sun Fusong breathed a sigh of relief.

The two people, one tall and one short, are 70% similar, which greatly reduces the difficulty of the search.

After paying the fee, Sun Fuxing hurriedly found the dashing Sikou Yu at Chunfeng Tower.

"Young master, these are the portraits of those two men," Sun Fu said obsequiously, bowing low.

Si Kouyu glanced at it twice, nodded indifferently, and casually tossed the painting to a burly man beside him: "Go find it."

"Yes!" The burly man respectfully clasped his hands in greeting, then turned and left.

As he passed by Sun Fu, a slight smirk appeared on his lips. With his back to Si Kouyu, he gave Sun Fu a clearly contemptuous smile.

Sun Fu's face turned pale.

He lost Sikouyu's trust!

He painstakingly searched for the person and paid out of his own pocket to draw the portrait. If he could just follow the picture to find the person and find a clue, it would be a great achievement. But now someone else has reaped the benefits.

In a daze, Sun Fu didn't even know how he left Chunfeng Tower.

He didn't come to his senses until a gentle breeze cooled his sweat and made him feel cool.

Upon noticing a thug on the street corner, Sun Fu's expression immediately turned grim.

He recognized the man; he was one of Zuo Sheng's men.

Now that he has lost Sikou Yu's trust, he has lost his protection. If Zuo Sheng comes looking for him, he will surely die!
"No, we absolutely cannot sit idly by and wait to die."

"I must regain Sikou Yu's favor."

"What should I do, what should I do..."

"Oh, right, that house!"

Although seven or eight days have passed, the scene of investigating that house is still vivid in my mind.

"The Soul-Locking Insects are acting strangely; there's definitely something wrong with that house!"

A ruthless glint flashed in Sun Fu's eyes, like a gambler who had lost everything.

"We can't be careless. Find a thief and have him investigate under the cover of night!"

"As long as we find clues about the ebony, we can save our lives!"

(End of this chapter)