What a lucky world!

Chapter 114: Collecting corpses is fun? What a world!
Zhuge Nanxian waved her hand, motioning Zhang Mu to stand under her umbrella.

Zhang Mu stepped forward and took the oil-paper umbrella from Zhuge Nanxian and held it up.

"Come with me." Zhuge Nanxian turned around and walked into the alley. Zhang Mu looked puzzled and hurriedly followed, holding the horse in one hand and holding an umbrella in the other.

"The peerless spear technique I saw you use earlier must have been inspired by the state of extreme cold," Zhuge Nanxian said as they walked. "When I was shopping in the market, I saw someone selling a painting. It wasn't very good, but it must have been painted by a master who had cultivated the state of extreme cold, so some traces of that state of mind still remained."

"To improve peerless martial arts, one must continuously deepen their understanding of artistic conception."

"That painting worked for you!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Mu looked at Zhuge Nanxian with some curiosity.

Is this an opportunity?
I have a scroll of heavenly secrets that I can’t even touch, and you just happened to find it?
"But the owner of the painting is asking too much. He wants ten coins per coin before he's willing to sell it." Zhuge Nanxian continued, "You know I don't have any money, so I asked you to come here."

Zhang Mu was stunned.

No, you think I have?

Seeing Zhang Mu's expression, Zhuge Nanxian immediately smiled and said, "Don't worry."

"The extremely cold mood in the painting has dissipated a lot. I bargained with the owner for a long time, and he finally agreed to sell it to me for five coins."

"You went to the Divine Weapon Pavilion to deliver the spearhead today. You should have received the reward of five coins, right?"

“Just buy it!”

Zhang Mu: (￣ー￣)
You are such a clever little ghost!

However, Zhuge Nanxian's words did make him feel a little moved.

The martial arts hall of the Tianji Scroll can deduce peerless martial arts, but simulating the artistic conception requires a large amount of luck money. If there is a ready-made artistic conception, it may help him save a lot.

Lin Jinglong once said that unique skills have three levels: spiritual charm, divine charm, and Taoist charm.

Among them, the mastery of spiritual charm means that the moves contain the power of artistic conception.

Mastering the divine charm not only increases one's power, but also allows one to record the secret skills in a special jade talisman, leaving it for future generations to learn.

And mastering the rhyme of Tao is the only way to reach the Grandmaster realm.

If he could get closer to the divine charm or even the Dao charm sooner, it would naturally be a great thing for him.

The two walked to the door of a house together. Zhuge Nanxian went forward and knocked on the door, calling out sweetly, "Uncle Wang, it's me, Wei Nanxian!"

Zhang Mu: (￣ェ￣;)
Wei Nanxian?
Is Wei Wuyou's family going to expand again?
A moment later, the door opened from the inside, revealing a white-haired old man. The old man looked at Zhuge Nanxian, then at Zhang Mu, and did not let them in. Instead, he asked, "Wei girl, is this your brother?"

Zhuge Nanxian nodded, put his arm around Zhang Mu affectionately, and said, "Yes, it's my brother Wei Wuyou. Brother, this is Uncle Wang, he's the one who wants to sell the painting."

Zhang Mu quickly clasped his fists and said, "Greetings, Mr. Wang!"

The old man surnamed Wang looked at Zhang Mu again, then said slowly, "Come in."

Walking into the hut, the old man surnamed Wang took down a painting tube from the wall, pulled out a scroll from it, and said, "This is the painting. Take a look at it. If you like it, take it."

As he spoke, the old man surnamed Wang opened the scroll, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop a few degrees immediately.

Zhang Mu peered intently at the scroll, only to see a painting of a man's back against a blanket of snow. He turned slightly, his eagle-like eyes piercing as he seemed to be observing something. He carried a spear on his shoulder, a wine gourd attached to it. The whole painting exuded a sense of melancholy.

"It's something passed down from my ancestors. I don't know which ancestor painted it. The painting is average, but it gives off a chill when you open it. It's kind of a toy."

"Someone sent a message saying that my grandson died outside while traveling for business. I have to go collect his body!"

"After searching through it for a long time, I found this ancestral painting to be of some interest, so I wanted to exchange it for some money."

"This girl saw it and said that the painting was valuable and could only be exchanged for luck coins. She also said that the minimum price was five one-line coins!"

Hearing this, Zhang Mu glanced at Zhuge Nanxian, who stuck out his tongue.

"I've worked in a pawnshop before, so I know that one coin can be exchanged for at least three hundred taels of silver, and I can even hire guards at the Tongmai Realm or even the Yangye Realm."

"She's a young lady, and I feel sorry for the old man, so I'll accept her favor."

"Little brother, take another look at it and give it to me based on how much it's worth."

"This is the money I gave you to take my grandson home. If you're not kind, he won't have a good life." Zhang Mu was about to speak when Zhuge Nanxian kicked him. Zhang Mu gave Zhuge Nanxian a look and said to the old man, "Don't worry, old man. Although my sister is young, she can make the decision."

Hearing Zhang Mu say this, Zhuge Nanxian's mouth curled up slightly.

"Let me take a look at this painting first." Zhang Mu put his hand on the painting and closed his eyes.

After a moment, Zhang Mu opened his eyes again and said, "Father, my sister is right. This painting is worth at least five coins."

As he spoke, Zhang Mu directly took out a small purse from his sleeve and placed it in the other person's hand, and then instructed: "But this money is too eye-catching. You should find a reputable escort agency as soon as possible and ask them to escort you to collect the body."

The old man was stunned for a moment when he heard this. Then he took out a one-cent coin from his pocket and looked at it. After confirming it, he looked at Zhang Mu in disbelief: "Is this... a real one-cent coin?"

"I just got it back from the Divine Weapon Pavilion. If you find any problems, I'll go find them!" Zhang Mu said with a smile.

"No problem, no problem..." The old man nodded repeatedly.

Zhang Mu put away the scroll and said, "In that case, the money and goods are settled, and we will take our leave now."

Having said that, Zhang Mu bowed to the old man again, then pulled Zhuge Nanxian out.

Watching Zhang Mu taking Zhuge Nanxian away, the old man was stunned for a moment, then took out five one-coin coins from his purse and looked at them one by one. After confirming that they were all correct, he suddenly slapped himself.

Touching his aching cheek, he confirmed that this was not a dream.

The next moment, a vivid expression finally appeared on the numb face, and turbid tears dripped down drop by drop.

What a pity.

This old man, Wang, knew very well that the world was in chaos, and he knew very well that he would have to go out and collect his grandson's body, and he must have known how difficult it would be along the way.

I'm afraid he will die on the way.

That's how it is in this world.

But he couldn't not go. He didn't want to die in the underworld and have his grandson ask him why he didn't come to pick him up.

So, rather than saying that he was collecting money for the journey, it would be more accurate to say that he was collecting money for his own life.

That is why he was indifferent to Zhuge Nanxian and Zhang Mu.

But now, the five one-line coins were tightly held in his hand. Just as Zhang Mu said, he could ask the escort agency for protection!

He can go collect the bodies.

"My dear grandson, wait a moment, Grandpa will come to take you home..."

Finally, the old man could no longer hold back and burst into tears.

……

"Brother Wei, I didn't mean to raise the price." Zhuge Nanxian explained in the alley outside the door. "The theory of chance is mysterious. If you just rush to seize it, there is no guarantee that there will be backlash. As the saying goes, misfortune and fortune are interdependent. It's not worth burying hidden dangers for a little luck."

"I know." Zhang Mu nodded, "In fact, I've already taken advantage of it."

He had just tried it with the Tianji Scroll. To simulate the artistic conception on the scroll, he needed at least eight one-line coins.

Now, the Tianji Scroll can directly absorb the artistic conception of the scroll and save the money.

He really took advantage.

Of course, this is from the perspective of the Heavenly Secret Scroll. After all, the Heavenly Secret Scroll also has the function of deducing insights in this artistic conception. But for other people, whether it is worth it is another matter.

At this moment, Zhang Mu suddenly stopped and looked back at Wang Laozhang's residence.

"Brother Wei, what's wrong?" Zhuge Nanxian asked.

Zhang Mu sighed and said softly, "Have you ever seen anyone cry tears of joy over being able to collect corpses?"

Before Zhuge Nanxian could answer, Zhang Mu shook his head, and a soft sigh seemed to be drowned out by the sound of raindrops falling on the oil-paper umbrella.

"What a destructive way!"

　The operation went smoothly. Thank you for your concern.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)