My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

Clothes, silver taels, books, medicinal materials, bottles and jars.

A bunch of things are in a mess on the table.

Even the small pile of silver and silver notes next to him couldn't bring him back to his senses.

Chen Mu stared at the red leather bag inside the wooden box in a daze.

"Should have thought of it earlier."

There are ghost monsters, there are magic tools, and naturally there are also immortals asking.

It's just that the bag is a little weird, and it doesn't quite fit his fantasy about storage bags and Xumi Jie.

"Sooner or later, I'm going to see what the immortal looks like!"

Chen Mu quickly calmed down his complicated emotions and withdrew his gaze.

Cover the wooden box and store it carefully. This is a baby that cannot be lost.

But he is not good at trying to use it now. After all, it will **** blood, which is a bit dangerous.

"Look at the spoils first!" Chen Mu put on sheepskin gloves.

Put a bunch of bottles and jars next to them carefully, for fear of poison in them.

Put the silver coin bills and other belongings together.

I clicked, and there were more than four hundred and thirty-three taels.

"Windfall!" Chen Mu laughed happily.

He threw the clothes into the tub, and planned to take them out and burn them later.

Chen Mu put a few books in front of him. He is interested in this stuff.

Murder and explosion secrets, isn't this a standard for novels?

"It would be great if I came to this practice again."

Thinking so, Chen Mu picked up the top book.

"The Collection of Pity Flowers".

"A treasure book..." Chen Mu couldn't wait to open the page.

After reading only one page, he closed the page expressionlessly.

Then I looked at a few other books.

"The Legend of Flowers", "The Legend of the Demon Fox"...

"Using the treasures of Xumi hidden in the mustard seeds as a small imperial book... Talent!"

Throwing a few books into the bamboo basket, Chen Mu grabbed the last bright yellow scroll and tore it open.

If this is a glamorous picture of a banner...

I don't want to watch if the artist is not good!

As soon as I opened it, the dense handwriting was imprinted in my eyes.

Chen Mu hurriedly looked at the opening title - "The Book of Thousand Mountains: Five Ghosts Move the Mountain".

This is... it's shipped!

…

"It turned out to be called the Five Ghost Bag." Chen Mu carefully flipped through the scroll.

The contents are all related to that red bag.

It begins with a passage of two or three hundred words.

The content is crooked, and the foreword does not match the afterword.

I know every word, but together it is a bunch of garbled characters.

Most of the rest are about how to make five ghost bags.

The material looks more curious.

The main material is the stomach bag of a toad.

This kind of toad is called the rainbow pot, but it has the universe inside its fist and stomach, and it can hold a lot of things.

The five villains were even more bizarre, they were transformed from ghosts.

The production method is complicated and inexplicable.

For example, after the five-ghost bag is initially formed, it needs to be exposed to the sun for 72 days, the moon for 36 days, and a night without stars and moon.

The bag is made, and by manipulating the five ghost bags through the opening scriptures, you can activate the magic technique five ghosts to move the mountain.

Can drive the five ghosts to carry, block, and kill the enemy.

The Five Ghost Bags sacrificed to the depths, claiming to be able to move mountains.

As for how to sacrifice and refine, it is good to feed the flesh and blood to the bag.

"Not only blood... but also meat?!"

The style of painting is getting more and more curious.

As for when the bag will be completed, the scriptures do not say. Chen Mu estimated that 80% of them were cheaters.

"Things are good things, but how do you use the scriptures when they fall to the ground?"

It was simply a garbled combination of more than three hundred characters.

"It must be a secret language." Chen Mu thought unwillingly.

If you want to know the real content, you must know the correct order, or excerpt from these words according to the rules.

"Trouble." Chen Mu frowned: "This kind of secret is most likely to be passed down by word of mouth."

…

For three days in a row, Chen Mu pondered strange scriptures while eating and sleeping.

Unfortunately, nothing was found.

"Forget it, think about it slowly." Chen Mu thought about it.

He has a proficiency plug-in, as long as he does not wave, his strength will continue to improve. Sooner or later, you can come into contact with extraordinary power.

Five ghosts moving mountains is not the only one.

Indulging in scriptures these days has affected the brushing of medicine.

Chen Mu immediately put away the scroll. Put it in a wooden box together with the five ghost bags and hide it.

Only transcribe the two to three hundred words of scriptures alone.

Look at it every day in your spare time, it's all about changing your mind.

…

Five days later.

Chen Mu handed a large table tennis ball to Jie Jia.

"Try it."

"What." Jie Jia leaned in front of his nose and smelled it.

The faint sweet smell mixed with the smell of medicine drifted into the nose.

"Bigu Pill." Chen Mu said solemnly.

Jie Jia was expressionless, looking at Chen Mu without speaking.

"It's actually a rice ball with tonics added. I'm really hungry." Chen Mu shrugged and smiled.

Jie Jia nodded.

After more than half a month of research, Chen Mu finally came up with the ancient version of compressed biscuits by relying on the third-level pharmaceutical technique.

Jie Jia looked at him and bit his mouth out of curiosity. He still recognizes Chen Mu's cooking skills.

The salty, sweet and delicious taste made his eyelids slightly lift.

"good."

"I'll give you some later." Chen Mu said with a smile.

"Is something wrong?" Jie Jia said lightly.

He is familiar with this way. The scholar was so diligent only when he asked him to help.

"Look at this." Chen Mu didn't care, and threw a porcelain bottle to Jie Jia.

Jie Jia's heart moved.

Opening the porcelain bottle, a familiar smell wafted out.

"You really imitated it?!" Jie Jia was slightly moved.

This thing is the secret medicine of Zhuyi Pavilion's monopoly. It's not that no one has tried to imitate it, but no one has ever succeeded.

"It was a little troublesome, but fortunately it was successful." Chen Mu laughed happily.

Zhu Yige added confusing audio-visual drugs to form an encrypted lock. Ordinary pharmacists don't come out.

Thanks to the third-order pharmacy.

The moment of breakthrough, strengthened Chen Mu's sense of smell and taste, which made him perceive the flaw.

Zhuyi Pavilion mixes two useless medicines to produce another precious medicinal material with a very similar smell. The various test responses are generally the same.

I don't know how many imitators have been misled.

"A bottle of ten capsules, I'll give you a bottle of eighty taels, help me sell it, do you want to do it?" Chen Mu tempted.

Jiejia has strength and channels, and is not afraid of others coveting to inquire.

Chen Mu only cares about the production, and all the troubles are left to Jie Jia to make a lot of money.

"Two liang. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Jie Jia calmly bargained.

The internal members of Zhuyi Pavilion bought it for eight taels per bottle.

Put it in the ghost market, at least twelve taels per bottle!

In order to make money, Jie Jia raised the price aggressively.

"No, at least seven and a half!" Chen Mu was reluctant. My heart is happy.

Sanyang Liujun Pills may seem complicated, but the complexity lies in the craftsmanship, and the raw materials are not expensive.

A bottle costs more than one or two silvers at most, and the cost can even be reduced to half a tael when produced in batches.

The two of them pulled together and finally settled on a bottle of six or two.

The moment the deal was reached, the two smiled at the same time.

One old and one young are like two foxes who just stole a chicken.

…

Gathering area market.

Chen Mu brought a bamboo hat, Yang Zhi's vest, and a bamboo basket on his back to find Lao Liutou.

"The medicinal materials are all prepared for you, but I wasted a lot of effort." Old Liutou handed Chen Mu a burlap.

Chen Mu didn't speak, he opened the sack and took out the small cloth bag inside. Habitually check one by one.

He made Jie Jia scared.

After a long while, Chen Mu stood up and threw a cloth bag to Old Man Liu: "Thanks."

With this batch of medicines, not only will he make money, but the speed of his injury recovery will also be accelerated.

Old Liutou squeezed the cloth bag, and his face suddenly burst into a smile.

Chen Mu nodded, threw the sack into the bamboo basket, and left.

Just took two steps.

Several yamen officers walked by carrying a stretcher.

There was an acquaintance next to him. The Lu catcher.

Since Qingshan County changed the sky, Chen Mu never went to the yamen to draw a wanted notice.

It's been a long time since I saw this head of Lu Zhao.

Noticing the blood-stained gray cloth covering the corpse, Chen Mu frowned slightly.

Another beast attack?