My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

Nanyang Fucheng is located in the southwest of Daliang, and the weather is hot.

Shanglinfang is close to the Luohe River, and it is more humid.

But if it catches up with the wind on the river, the banks of the embankment will be cool and comfortable.

Chen Mu sat under the gazebo, in the breeze. He slowly flipped through the book in his hand and took a sip of brown medicinal tea from time to time.

After a while, Chen Mu put down the book and raised his head.

"There is something in this "Golden Wind and Jade Dew"."

He tried to adjust the muscles of his face. The thin areas made the muscles bulge and filled, and the fat areas made the muscles contract smaller.

After a few attempts, it was already similar to Jijia.

"Think about it for a few more days, and maybe you will be able to form skills."

"Things are good things, but they are not used properly."

After careful study of Chen Mu, I realized that this book may not be so serious.

It is mixed with some writers' experiences.

The author claims that he often disguises himself as a woman, joins various women's clubs, uses beauty skills to make friends with beautiful women, and presents exclusive beauty secrets.

Then use a zerg that locks the soul for thousands of miles, tracks the secret medicine, and sneaks into someone's boudoir in the dark of night.

Chen Mu initially thought that the author was a big boss in women's clothing.

Later, it turns out that Te is actually a flower-picking thief!

Ventilator is to make the voice more like a woman.

The sleep book is to restore vitality.

Cosmetic surgery is to penetrate into the interior and facilitate positioning with the secret medicine.

"Talent..."

Chen Mu felt greatly shocked.

…

Putting away the book, Chen Mu sat on the edge of the pavilion.

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

For the past 20 days, he devoted all his energy to the Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Mantra.

Frequent opening of the five ghost bags puts a lot of pressure on the body.

If the time is too long, you will feel dizzy and unable to concentrate. Obviously not doing physical work, but always feel tired.

Chen Mu had to practice intermittently.

Practicing the Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Mantra for half an hour, resting for half an hour, and at the same time drinking the herbal tea to replenish vitality and health.

The low incantation was spit out, and the billowing black mist appeared and disappeared beside Chen Mu.

A different feeling suddenly appeared.

He felt that the lengthy incantation had several paragraphs that could be omitted.

He also felt that he had an extra hand.

With a move in his heart, he called out the gray wall.

Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Spell: 1/10000/Tier 3;

Three clouds of black smoke appeared out of thin air in front of him, and then he restrained himself and shrunk into three paper figurines.

The little paper figurines are vivid, with one character on their backs - spring, summer, winter.

"One more summer, and one more autumn." Chen Mu looked at the three ghost paper figurines with relief.

Thinking of the paper figurine's ability to restrain the ghost, the more Chen Mu looked at it, the more cute the paper figurine became.

The weird paper man floats.

Thick black smoke lingers.

Chen Muxiao's spring waves rippling: "Little baby..."

The ghost paper figurine: "..."

…

To the north of Nanyang Mansion, on the upper reaches of the Jinshui River, an oval-shaped island stands in the middle of the river with no edge in sight.

The isolated island in the heart of the river is called Shangyang Island, and green vegetation covers the whole island.

There is a complex of buildings in the center of the island. The eaves of the palace are upturned, and the sculptures of immortals and beasts are extraordinary.

A wide stone staircase leads directly from the central palace to the island-side pier.

The giant Jinghong Gang was sitting on the ship, and it was docked at the dock at this moment.

The gang leader Jin Wuduan took the lead, and the helmsmen of the various halls, unless they were in important positions, really couldn't get out of the way, and everyone else stood behind him and waited.

Everyone said nothing and stood respectfully on the square in front of the palace.

"Help Master, did Miss Seven say when you will arrive?" On the right side of Jin Wuduan, Zhuo Yinghai, the head of Tianqi Hall, leaned forward and asked in a low voice.

"Wait." Jin Wuduan said lightly with a smile on his face.

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

Next to him, Zuo Sheng kept his eyes fixed, frowning slightly at his master.

Who the **** is he, who is worthy of his own master, the second master of Nanyang Mansion, waiting all morning with the whole gang's senior management.

Even if you wait, shouldn't you go to the pier? What are you waiting for in the center of this island.

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

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

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

The strong wind picked up, blowing everyone's clothes and making noises.

Two figures jumped down from the eagle's back.

The leader was a twenty-five- or six-year-old woman wearing a white robe with gold threads and vigor.

The other party had jade hair tied on top of his head, dressed as a man.

The eyes are slender, and there is no sharpness between them.

Behind him is a handsome young man in the same golden thread and white clothes.

"Miss Seven, Young Master Thirteen, you have worked hard all the way." Jin Wuduan smiled and greeted him.

"Uncle Jin, long time no see." The woman replied with a smile.

"I haven't seen each other for ten years, and there are some new faces." The woman glanced at the hall masters.

"My name is Si Kouqing, and this is my younger brother Si Kou Yu. The Jinghong Gang's prestige now depends on everyone's hard work."

"I brought a lot of Zhaodian Hong in this trip. As long as you work hard, you will be rewarded for your merits and deeds later." Si Kou said in a clear voice.

All the hall masters immediately bowed in excitement and thanked them.

Si Kouqing nodded in satisfaction, waved away the giant eagle, and headed to the palace first.

Si Kou Yu was a few steps behind, turned his head to glance at the crowd, and suddenly said, "Where's Lin Que?"

The crowd couldn't help but stop.

"Some time ago, there was a conflict between the gang and Zhuyi Pavilion, and Hall Master Lin has unfortunately died." Jin Wuduan explained.

"How did you deal with it?" Si Kouyu asked curiously.

"I beat their pavilion master." Jin Wuduan said with a smile.

"Uncle Jin is still the same violent temper." Si Kouqing said with a smile.

"It's a pity..." Si Kouyu shook his head: "If it were me, I would have to destroy the Zhuyi Pavilion."

"Yu'er, don't talk nonsense! Zhuyi Pavilion belongs to the Zhang family, how can you destroy it if you want?" Si Kouqing frowned and drank.

Si Kou Yu pouted and no longer refuted.

The crowd crowded the two of them into the hall.

In the crowd, Sun Fu stared at Si Kouyu with small eyes, his thoughts flashed.

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

Then he looked up at Zuo Sheng.

Recently, for some reason, he always felt that Zuo Sheng's eyes were not right.

"You're not going to kill me, are you?"

…

Nanyang House, Beishi, Xinyuan Tea House.

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

He practiced the Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Mantra for a month at home, and he felt dizzy when he practiced.

Although I still want to continue my liver, my spirit is really exhausted.

I just wanted to read novels all night in my previous life, and I wanted to read them, but I was really sleepy and panicked.

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

He didn't feel the tea from Xinyuan Tea Club, UU reading www. uukanshu.com is quite interested in the variety of dim sum here.

When he comes, he will order one.

Click on one and he will imitate one.

So far, five have been learned.

"There are thirteen more, that's great." Chen Mu thought happily while looking at the menu price list hanging on the wall.

"If I let the tea house owner know, will I be kicked out?" Chen Mu laughed happily.

"Brother Chen!" A clear childish voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Chen Mu frowned and turned around: "What kind of kid, so rude, to be scary behind people's backs!"

"Brother Chen, it's me, why has your face changed?" Chengming Xiaodaotong was wearing a brand new brocade coat, with a longevity lock around his neck and a safety bracelet on his hand.

Those who didn't know thought it was the young master of the landlord.

Chen Mu was a little helpless. When he went out, he adjusted the structure of his face with a new disguise technique.

Jie Jia wouldn't necessarily recognize him in person. How did this little guy recognize it?

"Where are your grown-ups, there are people kidnapping children in the city, but you don't dare to run around." Chen Mu stared at him and said in fright.

"Brother Chen, stop pretending." Chengming smiled.

"Don't shout, I'm not your brother Chen."

"You are."

"I'm not."

"You are!"

"I really am not."

"I can smell Bigu Pill!" Cheng Ming climbed up on the bench opposite Chen Mu and stared at Chen Mu with his hands on the table.

Chen Mu: "..." Rice balls, rice balls, mine is rice balls!

Can we forget about Bigu Dan?

Chen Mu stretched out his hand and pushed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in front of Xiao Daotong: "Dog nose!"

"Hehe..." Xiaodaotong Chengming grabbed three pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, and shoved them all into his mouth.