blueteamnovel Chapter 273 Completed
Chapter 273 Completed
five days later.
in the same dense forest, in the same underground secret chamber, chen mu watched shang huan and mo wuzhou complete the trade with five ghosts moving mountain.
he then commanded the five ghosts yin spirit to drill out of the wooden box and fly into the sky.
"finally got it done," chen mu let out a long sigh of relief.
once shang huan had isolated the risks, he could go get the huge payment.
"making artifacts is really profitable," chen mu felt the joy of having a unique skill.
"alchemy probably isn't bad either," chen mu pondered.
he still had an alchemy furnace in his hands.
"i should find some alchemy methods when i get a chance."
...
five or six miles away from the trading location.
mo wuzhou wordlessly watched the black smokescreen fly away.
"why is he still hiding in the box?" mo wuzhou glared at shang huan. "i've seen this trick last time already!"
i want to know too.
shang huan just smiled and said nothing.
"i get it," mo wuzhou rolled his eyes.
"if the trade didn't go well, you planned to destroy this batch of wood spirit boys, right?"
so that's it!
shang huan still smiled without speaking.
"the final payment, take a look."
bang!
a wooden box the size of a computer tower case smashed onto the square cargo box.
shang huan skillfully picked it up to weigh it, chanted a curse, and put it into his left wrist's mustard seed talisman.
then, under mo wuzhou's puzzled gaze, he chanted the mustard seed talisman's curse command again.
bang!
a half-human-tall wooden frame appeared between the two men.
the wood frame was divided into five layers, stuffed full with bamboo tubes as long as a forearm and as thick as a fist.
"one hundred portions of spiritual pulp as a gift," shang huan smiled beamingly.
he also pointed to a pile of papers covered in small characters on the top of the wood frame. "instructions for use, please make sure to distribute them to every user of the wood spirit boy."
mo wuzhou, out of curiosity, picked up a paper to inspect.
the beginning explained the wood spirit boy curse command.
followed by the method and precautions for using spiritual pulp.
the end listed the names of several dozen people.
"these people?" mo wuzhou looked puzzled at shang huan.
"merchants. they're merchants selling spiritual pulp," shang huan smiled beamingly.
they were also the merchants selling insect repellent incense.
any disciple from the lower courtyard, as soon as they see this list, would know where to find these people.
"earning money through commerce really is a matter of knowledge," mo wuzhou sighed.
just thinking about connecting with those dozens of people made his head ache.
i better stick to refining my white jade coins.
a look of strangeness crossed chen mu's face.
wood spirit boy?! good grief, so in the end, it's my fault?
"who knows which son of a turtle came up with this damn magic artifact," muttered an old man with a white beard and a red nose, unable to refrain himself.
"for just that little bit of money, what's the rush!"
chen mu's eyes narrowed to slits, his gaze subtly shifting toward the man.
"if i find out who that son of a turtle... ay, ouch!" the red-nosed old man exclaimed, leaping three meters high with his hand on his backside!
"old yang! you didn't clear them out properly! the venomous bugs are crawling up my crotch!"
but old yang just laughed heartily, "then you better strip and let us have a look, eh!"
the others joined in with loud laughter.
it wasn't the first time something like this had happened.
the forest was so vast, it was inevitable that one or two venomous ants would be missed. those creatures bit painfully.
hidden in the crowd, chen mu felt that he couldn't waste everyone's enthusiasm.
so he gathered qi forbidden hundred miles into a needle and pricked! ouch! ouch! oi ow ow ow...
...
in one corner of the bingchen district's third development team camp.
"are you saying that wood spirit boy is a creation of mr. gongsun?" lu ku glanced at ai ji, understanding the situation.
"yes," shang huan replied, feeling that the atmosphere was a bit odd.
"you want us to help you sell the spiritual pulp; is this mr. gongsun's idea?" lu ku asked with a smile.
"this is my idea," shang huan said, with a big smile plastered on his face.
"but this is mr. gongsun's business."
"i need trustworthy people to help me."
"and naturally, i thought of you all, brothers, and sisters," shang huan said cheerfully.
he was looking for a reliable group to scout the area when he made deliveries, to keep watch for him, to prevent falling into traps or being followed.
the wu mountain seven brothers came to his mind first.
like him, each of them had a united heart gu in their bodies.
their lives and deaths were in mr. gongsun's hands; what better helpers could there be?!
ai ji, already frustrated with recent events, couldn't help but start ranting when he heard this plump fellow daring to take liberties with their patron: "your idea? you..."
"what you said, we agree!" lu ku interjected, cutting off ai ji.
"we can help!"
shang huan was overjoyed.
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"don't worry, mr. gongsun is very generous and will not let everyone work for nothing."
"just look at me. if the payment were too low, would i care so much, right?"
he could sense their dissatisfaction.
but with their lives in mr. gongsun's hands, what difference did their discontent make?
add to that a high reward. they might be dissatisfied now, but later on, they might even be more eager than he was.
lu ku smiled genially, "please notify us in advance when you need us."
"we also have our own work to handle."
"so..."
"lu brother is straightforward!" shang huan clasped his hands in salute, his face beaming with happiness: "advance notice is no problem!"
"thank you, all my brothers and sisters!"