I am a living immortal.

Su Mu frowned. This can't burn you to death?

The corpse ghost rushed towards Su Mu again with flames burning on its body.

Even if the resentment in his body was ignited by the flames, he would still kill him. His fearlessness was truly amazing.

Unfortunately, this is just the corpse's wishful thinking.

Halfway through the run, he was burned by the flames until only his skeleton was left. After taking two more steps, his body collapsed into ashes and dissipated in the air.

Without support, the flame was quickly extinguished.

The corpse disappeared, and the surrounding cold air disappeared along with it, and the temperature instantly returned to normal.

Su Mu stood where he was. He felt that this corpse ghost was definitely not formed naturally. It was outrageous enough that it came out in the sunlight. Even after being set on fire, it still wanted to kill itself without fear of pain.

This kind of endless desire to kill should not appear in a ghoul.

At this moment, the captain of the police who had just left came back.

Looking at the mess on the ground, he couldn't help but feel a little scared, but then he put on a smile: "Young Master is really capable. He eliminated this evildoer so easily. I wonder where your master is. I will definitely come to thank you one day."

"Stop, stop complimenting me. Listen to me. I'm afraid you don't have time to compliment me anymore. This corpse ghost is probably not formed naturally, but artificially refined. You'll have to be careful next time."

The captain's smile froze in place.

"What... should I do?" The captain of the police looked worried. He had never expected that his kindness and greed would lead to such consequences.

Now I regret it so much.

When he came to his senses again, Su Mu had already ridden the sheep a hundred meters away.

"Hey... little..." The captain wanted to shout, but gave up in the end. The other person had already done his best by saving you once. If you stick to him again, you will not only fail to save yourself but also offend him. He understood this truth.

It seems that the only way to avoid disaster is to spend money.

He had to prepare some money for incense and go to the City God Temple to pray for peace.

This happened.

…………

On the other side, in a dark cave, there was a gust of cold wind. A man wrapped in a black robe suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, obviously having suffered a severe backlash.

"What happened? How could the corpse ghost in Linjia Village be triggered in advance and destroyed?"

“Who is it!!”

As he spoke, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

This is the spare body that I have spent all my efforts to build.

"Who on earth is it?!" The old voice was helpless and furious, and it kept echoing in the cave. No one answered him. If anyone could answer him, then there must be something fishy going on.

The rage subsided for a while.

"Since you've destroyed my hard work, you should fill it up yourself!"

Then he stood up and strode away.

He wanted to go to Linjia Village to see what was going on.

…………

Su Mu rode his goat into Yuannan City again. It was still bustling with people on the streets. He first went to take a look at the old carpenter. The prototype was almost finished, so he didn't bother him any more.

Since I had nothing to do, I just wandered around the city and looked for places to buy seeds.

This time, I saw the Chu family. Just by looking at the gate, I knew that they were either rich or noble. There were countless carriages coming and going, and they were all visitors. Some entered in a dignified manner from the front, while others were quietly brought in from the back door by servants.

Su Mu didn't know that even though the Chu family was prosperous at the moment.

The situation inside has long been in a mess, and such a big family is bound to have many dirty things.

After passing the Chu family, we arrived at another market.

"It seems that there is no such concept as a seed shop here." Su Mu was eating a brown sugar steamed cake in her hand, and she broke off a piece and handed it to the old goat to taste.

After asking around, most people didn't understand.

There was no other way, Su Mu could only visit the scholar's calligraphy and painting stall again. This time he found the scholar in a shady place.

This scholar is called Wei Ming. He is saving money for next year's provincial examination, so he came out to set up a stall to sell some calligraphy and paintings. He is quite confident and not at all pedantic like a scholar. He is very easy to talk to.

When Su Mu found him, he was enthusiastically introducing his calligraphy and paintings.

He doesn't look like a scholar at all. He rolled up his long sleeves in the hot weather, wiped the sweat off his face and boasted about himself.

But the effect was minimal.

Before you become famous, it is basically impossible to get anyone to buy your calligraphy and paintings. At that time, calligraphy and paintings are luxury goods and not cheap. People who are willing to spend money on them certainly don’t mind spending a little more money to buy calligraphy and paintings by famous artists to show off. They are not for viewing, but as a topic of greeting.

Otherwise, if the guests want to chat about anything under the pretext of the painting, you won't be able to say anything and the conversation will be terminated.

"You might as well set up a stall and write letters for people to earn more." Su Mu joked when he saw this.

Wei Ming laughed and pointed to a stack of papers: "Who said I didn't write it? Look~"

"When there are many people around, I sell calligraphy and paintings. When there are few people, I copy books and letters for others. Life is hard-pressed. Life is hard-pressed. I don't have the leisure time of a young master. I've encountered this twice in the past two days. Eh... I can't eat this..."

The old goat's tongue had already reached the edge of the calligraphy and painting, ready to taste the saltiness of wisdom.

Su Mu slapped it on the head and it finally stopped.

Seeing this, Wei Ming laughed out loud: "Young Master, this is really funny."

"You can call me Su Mu, but I'm not worthy of being called a young master."

"What a nice name. Brother Su Mu, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Really?" Su Mu looked through the books in front of the bookstall, selected a painting and handed it to Wei Ming.

Wei Ming waved his hand and said, "That's not necessary. Just ask if you have anything to ask."

"Can I ask if there is a place that sells seeds in Yuannan City?" Su Mu was not polite.

"Haha, you think I'm a know-it-all."

"Brother Su Mu, what kind of medicine do you want? If it's herbs, you can go to the pharmacy. If it's fruits and vegetables, there's no place that sells them in Yuannan City. You can only go to the nearby villages to buy or exchange them. If you want, I can take you there."

"Really?" Su Mu handed the painting over again.

"Of course! Since you've come to visit me, just treat it as making a friend." Wei Ming didn't refuse this time. If he did, it would be considered pretentious.

.........

Wei Ming made a prompt decision.

The calligraphy and paintings were rolled up and placed neatly in the backpack. Soon the entire stall was put into the backpack. This was considered a necessary equipment for a scholar. It was woven with bamboo strips and was both waterproof and breathable.

"Let's go!" said Wei Ming, who was carried on his back.

Su Mu followed Wei Ming, leading the goat.

"By the way, what do you want the seeds for?"

"I just arrived in Yuannan and plan to stay here for a while. I bought a small yard and plan to grow some fruits and vegetables for my own use."

"What a refined mood."