My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

In the south of Jigu City, a wide stone road extends from the city gate to the far south.

On the east and west sides of the road, the fiery red leaves of the tall moon burdock trees are connected in pieces, like a sea of ​​fire.

Under the lush tree canopy, the green-tiled wooden buildings of different heights are arranged in a star-like manner. The range is so large that you can't even see the end at a glance.

A newly built courtyard stands quietly at the southernmost edge.

The two-story wooden building faces north and south, and two moon burdock trees that are as tall as a person's forearm are on the east and west sides.

Chen Mu sat in front of the stone table on the east side of the courtyard.

The invisible force turned into a circular spider web more than ten meters long, covering the courtyard.

The fine jade dew particles were constantly absorbed and gathered by it, and in a blink of an eye, they turned into a fist-sized ball. With a thought, the fist-sized jade dew was divided into two parts and fell evenly around the roots of the two moon burdock trees.

Chen Mu put away the dew collection spell, and a burst of leaves colliding came to his ears.

The palm-sized fiery red leaves of the two moon burdock trees were shaking and swaying constantly, and fresh buds were emerging from the branches, and the slender branches became a little thicker. The overall growth rate was so fast that it was visible to the naked eye.

Chen Mu looked at the moon burdock tree, which seemed to have taken stimulants, with a strange look on his face. He could vaguely sense a cheerful mood from the whole tree, just like a cat that had taken catnip.

"A tree that looks like an animal? A specialty of the underworld? Hehe..."

This was his fourth day in Ji Gu City.

After releasing the five ghosts to take away Niu Sanmiao's moon burdock beads, the other party took everyone away from the Forgotten River the next day.

Perhaps in order to earn the jade dew beads of the next batch of people, Niu Sanmiao hurried all the way and completed the seven-day journey in only five days.

He led a few strange-looking people into the city, and they, the ordinary ghosts, were thrown to the children outside the city.

These yahangs are obviously very familiar with receiving new ghosts, registering them, introducing common sense, renting houses and settling them down. With a set of smooth operations, they quickly integrated into Jigu City.

The small courtyard where Chen Mu is located belongs to the yahang, and they have to pay 30 jade dew beads every month.

Ordinary ghosts can collect one and a half jade dew beads every day, half of which they need to eat, and the other one is just enough to pay the rent.

"I won't starve to death, but it's hard to have a surplus."

"You calculated so carefully, there are capable people in Jigu City."

This reminded him of his experience of farming in the lower courtyard of Tongtian River. If there is no way to break through, he can only be stuck in the same place, constantly collecting jade dew for Jigu City, and it is difficult to escape.

"Unless you starve to save jade dew, you will have no money to buy other things."

"Oh, maybe planting trees can work." Chen Mu looked at the moon burdock tree.

"It's a pity that moon burdock beads are not worth much."

In Jigu City, one jade dew bead can be exchanged for a gourd of moon burdock beads. At most, it can only help buy some daily necessities. It is basically impossible to get rich by planting trees.

"Is this considered... a human-shaped spiritual field that produces jade dew beads? Tsk..."

...

In the evening.

The cold white sun in the sky slowly sank to the west.

There were three plates of side dishes on the stone table in Chen Mu's courtyard.

A plate of fried golden nuts, a plate of thinly sliced ​​brown-red braised meat, and a plate of fiery red cold leafy vegetables.

Shi Dechun held a small wine glass and ate meat and drank wine happily.

Chen Mu also tasted the unique food of the underworld with a curious look on his face. Although the appearance is different, the sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty taste is exactly the same.

"The kind of power you are talking about is called the power of the Yin spirit." Shi Dechun took a sip of wine, his cheeks slightly red, and said: "It is said that if you practice the dew-collecting spell to a deep level, you can control it. It is the root power of our Yin spirit."

"Have you known the effect of the dew-collecting spell for a long time?" He looked at Chen Mu suspiciously.

Since this little bald head got the dew-collecting spell, he would recite it a few times whenever he had nothing to do.

It's really not. Chen Mu shook his head in his heart.

He started out simply brushing his proficiency out of habit.

"I just saw those weird guys keep reciting, so I followed them and practiced more." He shrugged and said casually.

Shi Dechun, however, suddenly realized: "It must be Niutou who told them alone!"

"It seems that whether alive or dead, it's the same everywhere. If you don't have the ability, you are naturally not worthy of being treated differently."

Then he laughed happily: "But I don't envy you. For me, having wine to drink and wood carving is enough."

Chen Mu looked at him in surprise.

Although this old man is cowardly and slippery, he is indeed quite open-minded at times.

"Yin soldiers, Yin soldiers, with the word soldier, you must fight. I dare not." Shi Dechun shrugged.

"If you have an idea, you can practice more."

"First practice the Yin spirit power, then awaken the supernatural power, then you can go to Jigu City to be a Yin soldier."

Chen Mu frowned slightly.

Practice the power first and then awaken the supernatural power?

"Does the awakening of supernatural powers require the power of Yin spirits?"

"Yes, the Yin soldiers of Jigu City are all like this." The old man took another sip of wine, his eyes were hazy with drunkenness.

This is not right, when he just climbed out of the Wangchuan River, he had the ability to confuse the gods for a short time.

"That one-eyed man Haiyuan has not cultivated the power of Yin spirits, right?" Chen Mu frowned.

Before, he didn't detect the power of Yin spirits in the other party at the Wangchuan River.

"Hehe, so he is the traffic light you mentioned." Shi Dechun laughed strangely.

What does it mean?

"The glowing eyes are at most a ghost trick, not a supernatural power."

"At best, it's just the initial awakening of the talent, and it can't be activated normally."

Chen Mu suddenly realized.

But here...

His heart skipped a beat.

Although they look similar in all aspects, the true form of Yun Shen Tian Yao is not a real Yin spirit after all.

"Besides, if he really awakens his supernatural power, he will definitely grow supernatural ghost marks and regain his true human appearance."

"He looks like a traffic light, haha..."

Restore your true self? Magical ghost pattern?

Chen Mu was stunned.

I do have some ability to confuse gods, but what the hell are the supernatural ghost patterns?

He wanted to ask again, but then he saw Shi Dechun slip under the table.

Chen Mu's face suddenly twitched.

Why the hell can't you finish talking and then get drunk? !

He also said that he would never get drunk after drinking a thousand glasses of wine all his life.

Is this how much alcohol you drink? !

Chen Mupi curled his lips, held his breath for a hundred miles, and threw the sleeping old slicker into the rocking chair at the door.

He sat at the table without moving, slowly chewing the unknown braised pork.

Do you really want to be a Yin soldier?

Chen Mu shook his head secretly.

As soon as he thought about the risk of contact, his whole body was immediately filled with resistance.

But if you don't become a yin soldier, you can't seem to find any other way to increase your strength.

I accidentally came to the underworld. Although the true form of the sky demon was confused, there was no danger for the time being. But after all, this is not the world of the living, and he still needs to return to the mortal world.

If you want to find the way back, you can't do it without strength.

Yin Ming has no earth spirit vitality, so his mana has become a limited consumable and cannot be used frequently.

"You still have to continue practicing your Yin spirit power."

"Only by mastering the local power and deeply blending into the Yin and Underworld can we better explore the path to return to the Yang."

"As for the Yin soldiers..."

"Let's wait until we understand the magical ghost pattern."

…

Two days later, it was the ancient moon fast in the south of Jigu City.

This is a large trading house in Jigucheng, and it is said that the lord of Jigucheng is behind it.

All the precious objects in Ji Ancient City flowed out from here.

As for those Yin spirit spells similar to the Dew Curse, the only way is Gu Yuezhai.

"Supernatural ghost patterns? Aren't you pretty good at painting?" An old man with a goatee looked at Chen Mu happily.

"Is this a supernatural ghost pattern?" Chen Mu pointed to the silver vertical pattern between his eyebrows in disbelief.

"no!"

Chen Mu's face suddenly darkened.

Playing with me!

"I'm just talking about the resemblance you drew." Goat Beard Shopkeeper said with a smile.

"I didn't draw this!" Chen Mu retorted angrily.

"Oh?" Goatee's face changed: "Is it possible that you are the one-of-a-kind genius who can condense ghost patterns on your own?!"

Even though Chen Mu had been practicing for many years, he still couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

I have magical powers, and the silver vertical lines that come with me might actually be the ghost patterns of Lao Shizi!

After watching carefully for a long time, the goatee shopkeeper straightened up with a look of surprise on his face.

"Is it the magical ghost pattern?" Chen Mu was looking forward to it.

"It's a birthmark!" Goatee's shopkeeper said with certainty.

Chen Mu: "..."

What a birthmark!

You might as well say it was painted by me!

Looking at the other party's cheerful expression, Chen Mu's face suddenly darkened.

This old man is fooling the devil!

"Do you think you are special and a genius?"

"It's a pity that other people feel the same way, haha..."

"Little bald man, don't be so wildly imaginative." The old man with the goatee chuckled: "Wait until you save up enough to buy the jade dew beads from the "Flying Flame Sutra", and then think about this ghost pattern talisman."

Ghost pattern talisman?

"Flying Flame Sutra"?

Chen Mu's eyes suddenly lit up.