Chapter Two: Infant Blood Pill
"what happened?"
Xu Mu hurriedly got up and rushed into the bedroom.
Seeing Ye Yingying pointing to a corner of the roof, her face turned pale and she was trembling.
Xu Mu held it in his arms, followed his fingers, and looked up.
The next moment, his pupils trembled slightly.
A moldy severed hand is stuck in the corner of the roof!
Fortunately, there was no movement in that hand!
"call!"
After taking a deep breath and calming down, Xu Mu found a wooden stick and stabbed it down.
The severed hand was covered with dark blue mold and was as dry as old bacon. It was impossible to tell whether it belonged to a man or a woman.
Xu Mu endured his nausea and found a piece of cloth to wrap it up.
Get out!
He threw it into the sewer at the entrance of the alley.
Ye Yingying had been sheltered by her father since she was a child. She had a simple mind and little knowledge. When she met such a thing rashly, she was frightened for a while. Xu Mu comforted her for a while before she recovered.
"Ms. sir, am I too useless?"
Ye Yingying huddled in her arms and looked at Xu Mu with red eyes.
Xu Mu rubbed her little head and said with a smile: "You just don't see her much, you will get used to it in the future."
This is not the peaceful and prosperous age of the previous life, this is the world of immortality where the weak eat the strong and human lives are as small as grass. No matter how much Xu Mu feels sorry for his wife, he can only make her stronger little by little.
However, she is only twenty-eight years old, and she is already doing very well when she behaves like this.
At least, she never complained about the hard life, and never blamed Xu Mu for being incompetent.
Although it was just a severed hand that always looked ordinary, it still cast a layer of gloom in Xu Mu's heart.
Just in case, Xu Mu bought an evil talisman in the market and asked Ye Yingying to keep it close to her body.
The already poor savings became even more stretched.
Fortunately, as long as he can still refine elixirs, he can always accumulate them slowly.
In the following days, in addition to taking care of his wife's daily life, Xu Mu devoted most of his time to refining the Bigu Pill.
After accumulating a certain amount of elixirs, they can be sold in shops in the market.
He has been an alchemist for so many years and has a regular store with which he cooperates, so he doesn't have to worry about sales.
It's just that the prices at the shops are much lower than setting up your own stalls.
However, Ye Yingying was about to give birth and he did not dare to leave for too long. In order to avoid accidents, he could only sell it at a low price.
In addition to refining elixirs, Xu Mu also found some time to practice fire control.
Whether it was the tooth man's reminder, the moldy severed hand, or those weird neighbors, they all made him feel deeply insecure.
In order to deal with any possible accidents, he must seize every opportunity to improve his strength as much as possible.
Even if it's just a tiny bit.
In the room, a palm-sized orange-red flaming bird flew out of Xu Mu's hand and hit the rocks on the ground.
Bang!
There was a clear sound from the point of impact between the bird and the stone, as if someone hit it hard with a hammer.
The stone shook slightly, leaving a shallow black pit with burn marks. After the impact, the birds scattered into wisps of sparks, flew into the air, and gathered together again.
"Unfortunately, it's still a little inferior to the fireball technique!"
Xu Mu said with some regret.
Fire control is not a pure combat spell. Although he has practiced it to the level of proficiency, the power of spells such as fireball and wind blade is still much inferior to that of fireball.
However, the real advantage of firebending is not its attack power, but its ability to continue fighting and its flexible methods.
Sun Daocheng was outside the door, wearing a greasy robe. His body was black and gray, his eyes were bloodshot, and there was a lot of eye mucus in the corners of his eyes, as if he hadn't rested for several days.
"Fellow Daoist Sun, is there anything wrong with you coming here so late?"
Looking at Sun Daocheng who was even sloppier than before, Xu Mu asked doubtfully.
"There is indeed something going on!"
A chrysanthemum-like smile appeared on Sun Daocheng's wrinkled old face.
He first looked inside, and then whispered: "Fellow Daoist Xu, I don't know how long it will take for my brother and sister to give birth?"
"..."
Xu Mu narrowed his eyes, showing a wary look.
"Fellow Daoist Sun, why do you ask this?"
"hey-hey!"
Sun Daocheng smiled and rubbed his hands, his eyes a little fanatical.
"I have the method for refining the Infant Blood Pill, if you are willing..."
"roll!"
Xu Mu's face turned pale for an instant, and his eyes were as cold as ice.
He had heard from the young couple next door that this old guy was not a good guy, but he didn't know it at first and only interacted with him.
I never expected that he actually had such an idea.
I'm afraid the enthusiasm shown in recent days is not for him, but for the child in his wife's belly.
"Don't be angry yet! That's good. I'll provide the other medicinal materials, and we'll be evenly matched!"
Before Sun Daocheng could finish speaking, Xu Mu closed the door with a bang.
"Hey! Fellow Daoist Xu, don't worry! If it doesn't work, we can still discuss it! How about you six and four? If it doesn't work, three or seven will do!"
Sun Daocheng, who was outside the door, shouted a few more times unwillingly.
Xu Mu had already gone back to the bedroom with a gloomy face.
Seeing Xu Mu's delay in responding, Sun Daocheng couldn't help but feel a little angry.
"You can hardly support yourself, but you still have to raise a child! You must be sick in your head!"
The reason why he went to Xu Mu's house these days was to inquire about their family's situation.
It was precisely because he knew that their family's life was difficult that he dared to come over and say such things. But he didn't expect that Xu Mu was so unclear that he actually refused his kindness.
"Raising children is a loss-making business. When the girl grows up, she has to get married, and the boy has to support his cultivation. If you leave it to me, you can earn more than half a year's income immediately. When the time comes, whether you go to a gambling house,
It's better to go to the hook and be as happy as you want! What an idiot!"
Sun Daocheng swung his sleeves, turned around and left with a curse, heading towards his home at the entrance of the alley.
Just halfway through, the door on the side suddenly creaked and opened from the inside.
The strong smell of blood immediately filled the air.
"Fellow Daoist Sun, since he is unwilling, how about we three cooperate?"
Behind the door were a pair of twin brothers with sneers on their lips and faces as pale as paper.
"this……"
Looking at the two of them, Sun Daocheng looked somewhat apprehensive.
He has lived in this alley for many years and is no stranger to these two people. He knows that one of them is called Li Wen and the other is Li Wu. Privately, they are Jie cultivators who specialize in business without capital.
It is said that the cultivation method is also very strange, requiring blood to be sucked from time to time.
However, he himself is not a good person who can be bullied by others. Although he is afraid of the two of them, he is not too afraid.
After touching his empty pockets and considering the huge debt he owed in the gambling house, Sun Daocheng finally gritted his teeth and walked in.
Chapter completed!