My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

Shengyefang, in a big house.

Bailang Gang Gang Zhang Ye just paid one month's rent.

If you don't pay more, maybe you will move next month.

Inner courtyard lobby.

Zhang Ye sat at the top.

There was a black-faced strong man sitting on the left below.

Behind him stood two men with equally large arms and round waists.

The temperament is quite sturdy.

"Sect Leader Zhang, come here as per the old rules. When the food and goods leave the city tomorrow morning, my people will take over at the south gate. This is the deposit." The black-faced strong man took out a gray cloth purse and handed it to Zhang Ye.

The bearded Zhang Ye looked hesitantly and didn't answer.

"What? Gang Master Zhang doesn't want to increase the price, right?!" The black-faced strong man's face suddenly sank.

The price of their food is 30% higher than the market price.

In recent months, prices have risen twice in a row.

Zhang Ye still wants to increase the price, he is insatiable!

Zhang Ye hesitated in his heart, not knowing whether to say it or not.

Seeing Zhang Ye hesitating and hesitating, the black-faced burly man immediately burst into anger.

They Aishan bandits are a wave of desperadoes.

Continued to be manipulated and persecuted, killing intent rose in his heart.

But it's just a gang of ruffians in the city.

It's okay to play with some shady tactics, and if you do it with real swords and guns, you can destroy it!

"No price increase." Zhang Ye dispelled the other party's anger: "It's just a different payment method."

The black-faced burly man frowned: "One-handed payment, one-handed delivery, this is what we negotiated before. It is impossible to pay for the goods first."

"You don't need to pay first. All you need to do is deposit the deposit and payment for the goods in the Chase Bank." Zhang Ye said.

"We don't accept cash when we negotiate business at our Bailang Gang station," Zhang Ye said in a dull tone.

The black-faced strong man looked at Zhang Ye in confusion.

Where are the weird rules.

Suddenly he thought of a message from Anzi in the city.

His face suddenly teased: "I heard that the Bailang Gang was put together, and the loss is not small, can't it be true?"

Zhang Ye's face darkened and he didn't speak.

"Haha..." The black-faced strong man suddenly smiled disdainfully.

What the first gang in the city.

Just a bunch of rabble!

Zhang Ye's face was ugly, but he didn't refute it.

"Would you like me to leave some brothers to help you?" The black-faced brawny smiled, as if he was kind.

Zhang Ye's face flushed, and he reached out and grabbed the ghost-headed sword.

The anger in Zhang Ye's heart slowly dissipated as he touched the big sword that was recovered from the ghost market.

My own skills are not as good as others, no wonder others laugh at him.

It was not the first time he had heard this kind of ridicule in months.

"We don't accept cash." Zhang Ye repeated in a muffled voice.

The black-faced strong man sneered and put the purse into his arms.

A soft egg indeed. Don't even dare to resist.

Zhang Ye's hand holding the knife tightened subconsciously.

It's just that the palm didn't feel the coldness and hardness of the knife handle, but felt that the palm was swollen, just like the congestion and swelling caused by the accelerated blood flow after being drunk.

This familiar feeling, again? !

Somehow, he still has a kind of intimacy.

Resisting the drowsiness, Zhang Ye smiled and looked at the black-faced brawny man: "Third Master, you don't have any valuables with you, right?"

The black-faced strong man frowned and looked at Zhang Ye, then subconsciously touched his chest. There is money for this purchase.

Zhang Ye suddenly laughed, schadenfreude.

at dusk.

The gang members in the secret station of the Bailang Gang woke up one after another.

Zhang Ye glanced at the table beside him. Unexpectedly, the big sword was gone again.

"It seems that I have to go to the ghost city again."

The black-faced strong man glared at Zhang Ye with an ugly expression.

Zhang Ye suppressed his smile, stood up and stretched out, "We don't accept cash. Don't forget to deposit the deposit in Datong Bank later."

The black-faced strong man touched his arms, his face even darker.

...

On the left side of the mansion.

In the bedroom next to the left courtyard wall.

Seven or eight grey cloth money bags were placed on the table.

In the dark room, Chen Mu opened them one by one and poured them out, his face getting more and more happy.

"I endured not going for a month, and I really gained a lot!"

Most of the ordinary gang members brought some copper coins.

Big and small bosses have broken silver in their bodies.

There was more of a scumbag in the room.

Chen Mu slapped a big bulging cowhide bag open and dumped it.

The crashing sound of silver coins made Chen Mu overjoyed.

There are seventeen or eighteen taels of broken silver, and there is a silver note in the key—one hundred taels!

Sure enough, just like fishing, you can't catch it in one place all the time.

They have to be given a period of cultivation to allow the fish to develop and develop.

"Unfortunately, Gang Master Zhang is still stingy." Chen Mu touched the ghost-headed knife beside the table and couldn't help but pouted.

"Why does this knife look familiar?" Chen Mu glanced at it: "Isn't this the one I sold in the ghost market?"

This gang leader is also a nostalgic leader. Did you buy this knife from the ghost market again?

Chen Mu touched his chin.

"How about selling this knife directly to him?"

"Without a middleman, I'm as good as he is?"

In the end, Chen Mu regretfully gave up this tempting idea.

Afraid that the bearded man would be angry with embarrassment.

What if he doesn't want it?

"It's time to leave Qingshan County."

With this money. His personal savings has exceeded three hundred taels.

Whether it's hiring Jiejia, or settling down in Nanyang Mansion, it's enough.

"The city is getting more and more unsafe." Chen Mu sighed, but he didn't dare to stay even if he wanted to.

In the last month, there has been a lot of chaos, gangsters have committed murders, and all kinds of chaos have occurred frequently.

There are already signs of chaos in Qingshan County.

If another foreign enemy invades...

Ugh……

Confused about his future life, Chen Mu's ears suddenly moved.

In the silent house, voices could be faintly heard!

...

"Master, it's clear, the Lengyueyuan, where Zuo Sheng's eldest young master lives, is just behind this wall." A young man with pale face and blue lips whispered.

He was wearing a black Taoist robe, his face was white and he could see blood vessels, and his right hand was wrapped in a white cloth, faintly tinged with blood.

"Yesterday at the county government office, several other companies began to waver, and we were able to collect money and leave. It was because of Zuo Sheng's troubles that the ups and downs occurred." He's brutal!"

"Idiot! Do you want to kill me as a teacher?" Taoist Qianshan scolded in a low voice

He had a full face and was in his forties.

His hair was neatly combed back, except for a strand of silver-white hair on the right side hanging down beside his face.

"To trouble the Zuo family's direct descendants is to warn the Zuo family."

"Zuo Sheng is a ruthless guy who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger. It's thankless to trouble him!" Taoist Qianshan said impatiently.

He learned from secret channels that the evil spirit mirror in Qingshan County was missing, and evil incidents occurred frequently.

He happened to have some tricks, and he showed it a little, and it really blinded Li Tai.

Just want to use the spell as an excuse to collect money wantonly. I didn't want to be disturbed by the Zuo family.

"Master atonement, master atonement!" The white-faced young man said in fear.

"Forget it." Taoist Qianshan sullen his face.

"Left wins, left wins."

"This person is considered the number one expert of the Zuo family. Abolishing him will just knock the mountain and shake the tiger."

Saying that, Taoist Qianshan folded his hands together and chanted the mantra in a low voice.

His voice was low and fast, and it was obvious that he was speaking alone, but it seemed that there were hundreds of people whispering at the same time.

A large group of black energy appeared in front of the two of them, gathered and condensed inward.

The black energy disappeared, replaced by a pale paper figure.

The paper figurine's body is covered with black slender lines, like the meridians of the human body.

The facial features are hollowed out and the shape is vivid.

There is a bright red blood-like "Xia" on the back.

When the white-faced young man saw the paper figurine, a look of fear appeared on his face, and he took two steps back subconsciously.

"What are you running, hurry up and feed the paper man with blood."

"Master, master, I..." The white-faced young man was incoherent.

"Hurry up!" Taoist Qianshan stared gloomily at the white-faced young man.

The white-faced youth's scalp tightened.

Taoist Qianshan has more than one apprentice.

Now it's just him.

Those disciples who dared to disobey him all disappeared, no one alive, no dead body.

Gritting his teeth, the white-faced young man took out his dagger, untied the white cloth on his right hand, and slashed the unhealed wound.

Thick blood poured out slowly.

The paper figurine floating in the air was like a cat smelling fishy.

Slowly floated to the palm of the white-faced youth.

A thud sounded like drinking water.

The face of the white-faced young man turned even paler.

After a while, the paper figurine floated from the palm of his hand, but his pale body turned bright red.

Taoist Qianshan looked at his pale apprentice, and took out a black pill with a spicy smell from his arms.

"Good job, eat it."

"Thank you, master, thank you master!" The white-faced young man swallowed the pill in one gulp.

His face suddenly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His eyes were refreshed, and his whole body became excited.

"Master's Immortal Escalation Pill is becoming more and more mysterious!" The white-faced youth complimented with a look of enjoyment.

Taoist Qianshan looked at his apprentice with a smile, with a satisfied expression on his face, but there was no trace of emotion in his eyes.

At this time, the paper figurine seemed to come alive after absorbing the blood, and the whole paper became agile.

"Cuckoo..."

The villain floated in the air, his little finger pointed behind the two of them, and he screamed with his teeth and claws.

The teacher and apprentice turned back suddenly.

I saw that under the darkness of the night, a figure was half-bent, following the base of the wall under the eaves, and crept towards the wall.

"Who!" the white-faced young man yelled.

Chen Mu froze, turned his head and looked at the two embarrassedly: "I will go to the toilet at night, you continue, you continue."

"Didn't you say this is a barren house? How could there be anyone!" The Taoist Qianshan stared at his apprentice viciously.

The white-faced young man panicked and quickly asked Chen Mu, "Who are you?!"

"Forget it." The Taoist Qianshan put away his anger and glanced at Chen Mu indifferently: "Go and solve him, don't delay the business."

"Yes!" The white-faced young man looked at Chen Mu with a grin.

"I just bumped into it by accident, let's just say goodbye and do our own thing, how about it?" Chen Mu quickly calmed down.

These two have a cold temperament and don't look like good people.

Chen Mu didn't want to entangle too much.

"It's only your bad luck." The white-faced young man turned a deaf ear and stared at Chen Mu coldly.

He brushed his right hand around his waist, and suddenly there was a soft rapier in his hand.

Chen Mu's mind turned abruptly, and he persuaded in a clear manner: "It's quiet at this moment, and the slightest movement will be heard far away."

"If you really move your hands, I'm afraid it will ruin everyone's affairs."

"It's up to you!" The white-faced youth smiled disdainfully and walked towards Chen Mu indifferently.

He followed the Taoist Qianshan to travel south and north.

One-handed swordsmanship is as soft as water and as rigid as a whip. I don't know how many so-called knights died under his sword.

If it wasn't for the two of them acting secretly, they would have achieved great fame long ago.

Chen Mu's heart tightened.

Strictly speaking, this is the second time he has fought against martial arts practitioners.

I taught the green-skinned gangster before, and I didn't feel it at all.

When Sheng Hong was killed, he had nothing to prepare, but just threw rocks at random.

At this moment, looking at the white-faced youth who came with a gloomy face, Chen Mu felt uneasy in his heart: "The other two are a bit too many."

He secretly glanced at the Taoist Qianshan who didn't take himself seriously. Chen Mu was relieved.

Just don't pay attention to yourself.

Glancing at the blood-red villain floating in the air, Chen Mu's scalp felt numb.

Looking at the white-faced young man who was getting closer and closer, he gritted his teeth and thought: "Throw him a dart, if you can't, then withdraw!"

With his right hand in his sleeve, he held an iron lotus seed in his palm.

"Come on." The white-faced young man held the sword in his right hand and spread his hands in front of his chest, making a welcome gesture.

"Don't you want to start?"

"come here……"

Woo!

In an instant, a dark shadow flashed by.

The iron lotus seed in Chen Mu's hand seemed to be firing a bullet, which suddenly broke the air between the two and passed through the left chest of the white-faced young man.

Puchi!

A blood flower exploded behind the white-faced youth: "You...you!"

puff puff!

Before he finished speaking, the white-faced young man had two more holes in his forehead and the corners of his mouth.

Blood dripped down his chin.

The whole yard was suddenly silent.