Walking into the shop from the backyard passage, Chen Mou took the initiative to put down the cloth bag in his hand and opened it for the clerk to check. He showed Master Zhong's note. Inside were various drawing tools given to him by Master Zhong and a roll of good rice paper.

Shopkeeper Hong looked towards the counter with a smile and raised his hands in salute. He was always grateful for the courtesy.

I heard from Senior Brother Wan that Shopkeeper Hong has a very vicious eye. If an apprentice hides materials that he shouldn't have hidden on his body, he will be found out. If he is caught, in addition to double compensation and dismissal, in serious cases, he will even be sent to jail.

Jiaofang City, sent to mining, it will be difficult to see the light of day again.

So every day when he changed into his Taoist robe after work, he would carefully check his whole body twice to prevent anyone from putting anything he shouldn't have.

Shopkeeper Hong smiled and nodded, waving his hand to let you go.

As the sun sets, the streets are bustling with activity. Chen Mou is carrying the cloth bag, feeling a faint sense of satisfaction and joy in his heart. He will have a lot of spiritual stones in his account, and his life is going forward.

Suddenly, the crowd in front moved aside, and someone was heard muttering in a low voice.

"It's Mr. Ma and the others, don't rush into them."

Chen Mou saw a group of people dressed in bright clothes, vaguely glowing, talking loudly, walking from east to west as if no one else was around, their jewelry and jade pendants shining brightly under the setting sun, so he hurriedly moved to the street.

A young man walking in front was slightly fat. The hilt of the sword on his waist had a small arc retracted inward, and was inlaid with two rhombus-shaped blue gems. Chen Mou immediately recognized him as his client.

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Behind the arrogant young masters with their nostrils turned upward, there were several beautiful young women with enchanting figures, talking and laughing softly, looking forward to the glory, not paying much attention to the gazes of the many monks on the roadside, and smiling happily to themselves.

Trembling.

There were several indifferent guards on both sides, looking around with cold eyes.

Behind him was a thin old man in black robes, his eyes half-closed, as if he was asleep, and he followed slowly without touching his feet.

Chen Mou didn't look at it much. He didn't like how lively this kind of people were.

The thirty spirit stones in my sleeve pocket suddenly no longer smell good.

Any piece of jewelry on that gentleman's body may be the end of the life savings of most casual cultivators on the street.

He turned to a street shop and bought a delicious roast chicken, a large bag of cooked food and a five-pound jar of wine. He was really too lazy to cook, and besides, he couldn't treat his belly badly when he made a small amount of money, so he had to treat his five internal organs as a treat.
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When he walked down the mountain, he heard someone calling him.

"Brother Mou, please stay!"

Looking back, it was Mu Xing, an unshaven man, flying down from the air with his sword.

"Brother Mu, let's go and have a drink in my humble house. I won't come back until I'm drunk."

Chen Mou warmly invited him and said with a smile that he knew Mu Xing was a good drinker. He also raised several lotus leaf bags and a jar of wine that he was carrying.

"No, I've been busy patrolling these days, and I have to go off duty in the middle of the night. I can't sneak around, and the superiors are keeping a close eye on me."

Mu Xing hung a shield-shaped bronze sign on his waist representing the patrolling monks. He regretfully refused. He came closer and said via voice transmission: "Don't go out at night these days. The city is haunted. There are at least seven or eight casual cultivators."

They lost their lives and their belongings were looted."

Chen Mou was shocked. He didn't hear any news and asked in a low voice: "Haven't they been caught yet?"

"There are people coming and going in the city, but no specific clues have been found yet. Maybe it's the evil cultivators in the Foundation Establishment realm who are causing trouble? You should be careful. Don't spread the news randomly. It's best to use the primary protection of the yard.

The formation is activated, don’t be reluctant to leave the spirit stone.”

Mu Xingfei stood up and flew towards the two people waiting in the air a little further away with his sword.

Chen Mou hurried back to his yard. He put down his things. The first thing he did was to take out the bronze key, insert it into the formation keyhole on the wall, and turn on the formation protection to the maximum.

There is an additional consumption of twenty-four spiritual stones.

The city is so big that it’s not easy to live there.

Shaking his head, he had a vicious suspicion: Did the city warden deliberately let in the ghost cultivators in order to increase a large amount of formation protection income?

In a few days, the rumors of hauntings will spread everywhere like wings, causing people to panic.

Then he caught a "ghost" and took the blame and slaughtered him, calming the turmoil and causing the city's income to rise.

Let’s wait and see.

After eating meat and drinking wine, Chen Mou walked around in the yard to eat, watching the sunset on the horizon fade away. He went back to the room and read books for half an hour. Then he spread out the rice paper, put on the drawing tools, and stared at the piece of paper with the words

I asked for a note, and I was "conceiving" in my mind what style I should plagiarize this time...

Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside, one after another very rhythmically.

Chen Mou has a chilling feeling. He has done nothing wrong and is not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door... Ah, suddenly there is a strange knock on the door in the dead of night. It is so scary. It has nothing to do with any wrongdoing.

He doesn't have two friends in Fangshi, so it's impossible for anyone alive to escape at this time.

"Poof", he blew out the lamp in one breath.

Go to bed and go find the next store.

A delicate and strange woman's voice sounded outside: "Fellow Taoist, this little girl is in trouble and is penniless. Please keep her in the courtyard for one night. I will leave tomorrow morning. I will repay you for your great kindness in the future!"<

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Chen Mou rolled his eyes in the dark, thinking he was a three-year-old child.

Still a female ghost.

Although he has little experience in the world of martial arts, at least he will not be taken advantage of by women. Fortunately, Mu Xing warned him in advance.

A strange idea suddenly appeared in his heart, his ancient jade can absorb ghosts, I don't know... He shook his head and refused to open the door. One more thing is worse than one less thing. Isn't it nice to stay at home peacefully? Why would he take the risk and gamble on ancient times? Can jade take down a powerful female ghost?

If you can't take away the female ghost, but you are pressed down by the female ghost and sucked into a mummy, it will be very unpleasant to think about it.

If the female ghost dares to attack the courtyard and affect the courtyard guarding formation, she will definitely attract the guardian monks, and he will not go out.

Tomorrow daytime, he will go to the amulet shop in Fangshi to see if there are any suitable amulets?

Spiritual stones are like bastards. You can earn more after spending them.

There was another knock on the door outside, and a moment later, there was a faint sigh of pity from the woman, and there was no sound again.

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Chen Mou remained motionless in the darkness like an old monk. He sat there for a long time, then groped for a bamboo tube, unscrewed the lid of the tube, blew out the fire stick inside, lit the oil lamp, and continued to think about the style of the sword. The female ghost said to him

It's too far away, he urgently needs to earn spiritual stones.

Use a lifting pen to draw up a sketch, revise it, and determine the style before formally drawing it on rice paper.

After working for more than an hour, I completed three renderings of swords with different styles.

He has learned the knowledge of weapon refining for a few days and already knows that the more complicated the process and the richer the layers, the more difficult the forging will be. In order to come up with new ideas, he can only embarrass the forging master.

The style is definitely refreshing without being too deviant.

Chen Mou packed up his tools with great satisfaction and went to the side room to practice hammering. The sound of hammering could be heard far away at night.

The next day, Chen Mou had breakfast and was not in a hurry to go out. He had half a day to rest.

He would read and write in the main room, or go to the yard to practice body movements and swordsmanship, or practice hammering in the side room. When the sun was at its strongest at noon, he would go out after eating and drinking well.

Under the bright sky, where is the shadow of ghosts?

When I came to the "Jinji Talisman Shop" in Fangshi, I listened to the clerk's attentive introduction. I selected three talismans in about a quarter of an hour and spent fifteen spiritual stones. I sighed in my heart that these spiritual stones came quickly and cost less.

A thief is quick.

There is still a peaceful atmosphere on the street, with people coming and going, and no negative impact caused by the haunting can be felt.

Chen Mou walked into the Forging Pavilion carefully and saluted the smiling shopkeeper Hong. When he came to the forging courtyard, he saw Master Zhong sitting in the main room drinking tea, with Wan Lin and Xue Biao serving him respectfully.
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Master Zhong stood up, waved the two apprentices who were standing in line to go down, smiled and raised his hand to signal Chen Mou not to be polite, and they walked into the east room one after the other.

After closing the door, Chen Mou took out a roll of drawings from his left sleeve and spread it out on the desk.

"Please give me some advice, Master Zhong!"

"Okay, okay, you did a good job. You can go to the forging room and work."

Master Zhong is an expert in identifying goods. When he looked through the three drawings and compared them with the drawings he drew, he felt a sense of unfettered wildness and agility, which was exactly what he lacked.

He smiled more and more kindly, then suddenly remembered something and stopped Chen Mou who was about to go out.

"Don't go out at night these days. I heard that the city is haunted and it will be cleared up in a few days. It's good for you to know this news yourself and don't spread it to others."

"Ah...yes, thank you, Master Zhong, for reminding me, I won't spread the word."

Chen Mou said silently in his heart, I have already dealt with a female ghost once.
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