My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver Chapter 18

Inside the hunter's cabin.

Chen Mu stared at the white-haired old man outside from the gap in the window.

Seeing that the other party seemed to be strolling in the courtyard, but disappeared quickly, Chen Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

Wiping his forehead, he was sweating profusely.

"Is the old man a killer?"

"Who is going to kill me?"

"What happened when the employer died?"

"Could it be to fool me and kill me while I relax?"

Chen Mu was in a state of confusion.

You are practicing calligraphy and painting honestly, earning hard money because of your duty, but someone wants to kill you? !

The world is difficult, and people's hearts are sinister!

"We must master the power as soon as possible!"

The figure of the white-haired old man has completely disappeared.

Chen Mu tied a water bladder mixed with several types of poisonous snake venom around his waist.

Arrange the lime powder inside the sleeves.

His right hand clenched dozens of sharp-edged gravel.

Don't use a hatchet in the back.

Chen Mu took care of the hare, performed the kestrel shape training technique with all his strength, and went straight to the side of the mountain forest.

That's the exact opposite direction from the old man's departure.

Although he had to spare the distance, he felt more at ease.

He never wanted to meet the white-haired old man.

Be careful all the way.

Chen Mu was like a frightened bird, any disturbance made him tremble with fear.

It was only in the evening that he sneaked back to his home in Qingshan County.

"If the other party can find Chenjia Village, it is very likely that they will also find it here."

"You have to move as soon as possible!"

Today's encounter made Chen Mu extremely insecure.

Putting away his things, he hurriedly ate dinner, and Chen Mu didn't rest at home either.

Holding the bed, he ran over the wall to the adjacent yard.

Having lived here for so long, Chen Mu has already made inquiries.

The west courtyard has been vacant for a long time.

He decided to spend a night here tonight.

"We have to find a way to rent this yard too."

"No, it's still too close." Chen Mu looked west.

"This house seems to be pretty good too."

The next day, Chen Mu went to Dongshi Yaxing and rented out the two houses next door together.

The annual rent is only a tael of silver, and Chen Mu can now fully support it.

After locking the door, he began to climb over the wall and move basic living materials to his new home.

Sleep in the westernmost yard.

Practice in the middle house.

The old house didn't go back, and he was going to use it as a pretense to fool people.

Then came the next big purchase, bought a lot of medicinal materials, and started to practice.

The supporting secret medicine of kestrel shape training has the effect of improving the constitution and repairing the damage.

He used to take it only once a day.

Now Chen Mu is desperate for strength, so he takes the secret medicine twice a day, with a moderate rest in between, to increase the number of exercises.

In the past, when he practiced body shape six or seven times a day, his body would be sore and sore and unsustainable.

Now with the recovery of the secret medicine, I can practice eight or nine times a day.

Proficiency soared rapidly.

Feeling that the muscles are getting stronger and stronger, and the speed and response are getting faster and faster, Chen Mu is more and more devoted.

Even deliberately reduce the number of outings for portraits.

a month later

Writing: 1336/10000/second order;

Drawing: 1034/10000/second order;

Throwing: 2465/10000/second order;

Kestrel shape training: 5352/10000/first order;

"It's coming soon, Yi Jin can be completed in at most two months."

There are three levels of changes in shape training: tendons, bones, and marrow.

The name is only a superficial description.

According to Sheng Hong, the three-layer change means that the human body has broken through the limit three times, and the overall quality has been continuously transformed and enhanced.

Every change is earth-shaking.

You can't get it right without years of practice.

But once the change is completed, it is easy to surpass ordinary people.

"If only I could keep practicing like this." Chen Mu frowned.

He spent a month practicing qigong, and his consumption of medicinal materials and food increased greatly.

The number of times I went out for portraits decreased again, and the savings in my hands shrunk significantly.

All the silver taels, copper plates, and broken silver in the pots were clearly marked everywhere.

Forty-three taels...

"I'll draw a few more portraits this month."

Increase the use of secret medicine.

The cost is greatly increased.

Purchasing Qianshou grass directly from the herb collectors does save a lot of money.

But the remaining medicinal materials are still not cheap.

If there is no more income, he can only support for another month.

"Still poor."

In the following days, he moderately slowed down the pace of his practice and gradually resumed the number of portraits he used to take.

Fortunately, the drawing ability has been improving, and the speed is faster. It only takes half a day to draw a picture.

There is half a day left, which can be used to brush proficiency for a long time.

On this day, Chen Mu's portrait came home.

Suddenly, there was a thin middle-aged man standing at the door.

The other party was standing at the door of his house, accompanied by two strong men.

The strong man he knew was Master Yan's bodyguard.

If it wasn't for the two of them, he would have gone to Master Yan for a chat.

"Wonderful Painting Workshop!"

"Then painter Yan wants to make a fool of himself."

"Looks like the gift I gave last time was a light one!"

He really didn't want to interact with these local snakes.

But before he could turn around and leave, the thin middle-aged man in gray had noticed him.

"Young Master Chen, stop!"

Glancing at the two strong men's arms that were thicker than his thighs, Chen Mu regretted giving up the idea of ​​knocking the three of them unconscious.

"What's the matter."

"Our Miaohuafang owner, Mr. Zhen, has an invitation. Please come with us." The thin middle-aged man said with a smile.

Chen Mu glanced at the two expressionless strong men again.

He knew he had no choice.

"Wait a minute, I'll clean up." Chen Mu cupped his hands.

"Please as soon as possible. Master Zhen doesn't like to wait." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

Chen Mu opened the door while the three of them watched.

Just as he was about to close the door, the door was held by a strong man with one hand.

"Master Chen, please as soon as possible." The thin middle-aged man was still smiling.

Chen Mu nodded expressionlessly.

Walking into the room, Chen Mu stood under the window on the west side of the room, looked at the three people at the door through the grid hole in the window, and silently stuffed two lime powder bags into his sleeves.

After thinking for a while, he clenched a small porcelain vase on the windowsill.

Finally, he grabbed the stone and put it into the purse.

An Lefang Ruyi Zhai.

Chen Mu looked up at the three-story wooden building.

It was noon at this time, and the business in the building was booming, and there was a constant flow of people.

"Master, please, Master is in the private room on the third floor." The thin middle-aged man led Chen Mu upstairs.

Ruyizhai occupies a huge area, and the flow of passengers is like weaving.

The lobby on the first floor was lively, but the private room on the third floor was quiet.

Chen Mu followed the thin middle-aged man to the third floor.

A wealthy middle-aged man is already sitting in the private room. Behind him stood two tall and strong bodyguards.

Is this that Mr. Zhen? Why can't I see Master Yan?

"But Master Chen is in person." Master Zhen smiled.

"It's me." Chen Mu said calmly.

"Come here, please take a seat." Master Zhen looked enthusiastic.

"I heard that Chen Gongzi's painting skills are amazing. I have always wanted to see you, and today I finally met a real person." Master Zhen complimented.

"Mr. Zhen's praise." Chen Mu responded calmly.

This Master Zhen is worthy of being a businessman, with long sleeves and good dance, and is very good at chatting.

For a while, he talked about the interesting stories of Anlefang, and for a while he praised Chen Mu for his superb painting skills.

Chen Mu was dealing with one after another, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, it shouldn't be the Hongmen Banquet.

"I'm not going to beat around the bush. I want to ask Mr. Chen to be the chief painter of my wonderful painting workshop." Master Zhen got straight to the point.

"Miaohuafang is in charge of connecting Mr. Chen, and we don't take any money for the retouching fee. Besides, there are also monthly schedules of twelve taels per month." Master Zhen had a sincere expression on his face.

Let me be the chief painter? Chen Mu was surprised.

What about painter Yan?

Helping to attract business, there is an extra 12 month case, which seems to be quite good.

With such good conditions, there will be no fraud, right?

"As the chief painter, Chen Gongzi only needs to paint a few portraits for my Miaohuafang when necessary." Master Zhen said with a smile.

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It is difficult for anyone to imitate his own painting skills combined with modern techniques.

Miaohuafang wanted to use itself as a signboard.

You can make money safely, and the other party will increase your influence.

"Okay! I agree." Chen Mu no longer hesitated.

As for painter Yan.

If you really want to make a fool of yourself, then give him another big gift!

After that, there was a meal and a feast, and it was not until evening that Chen Mu left Anlefang.

In the elegant room of Ruyi Zhai.

Master Zhen leaned against the window and admired the Anlefang where the lights were just beginning, and slowly smashed the sunflower seeds: "Did you send it back?"

"Master, go back." The thin middle-aged man walked in and answered with a cup of ginseng tea.

"With this young master Chen, our Miaohuafang will be stable. The owner has a good way." The thin middle-aged man said with a smile.

Master Zhen spat out the skin of the melon seeds: "I don't know where the old man Yan died. Without this signboard, a lot of business would be robbed by the Red Square in the west of the city."

"Could it be that Hongfang murdered Yan Lao?" The thin middle-aged man said solemnly.

"That stinky **** really did it!" Master Zhen said coldly with a flick of the melon seed skin.

"In this way, I will find two good hands to protect Chen Mu tomorrow, but I can't make any mistakes."

"Yes."

Outside the window of the wooden building, a dark shadow grabbed the eaves and hung it quietly in the air.

"It turns out that you really want to hire me as the chief painter." Chen Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

The probing hand threw out a stone and hit the ginseng tea in the thin middle-aged man's hand.

"Since it's the real owner, it can't be poisoned to death."

"It's a pity my bottle of concentrated snake venom."

Immediately, ignoring the chaos in the house, he deftly climbed onto the roof.

A few jumped into the alley and disappeared.

Chapter end