There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

Jiang Mo could easily imagine the dark-skinned, burly man's furious expression, and couldn't help but hum with pleasure.

Stealing someone's treasure is so satisfying!

The thought that the guy might have been sent by Tianze made him feel incredibly happy!

As for evidence to verify his suspicions, Jiang Mo didn't actually have any.

However, judging from that guy's obvious skills, it's quite strange that he would come to this Fire Rain Manor to compete to be a servant.

In addition, there was a strong Baiyue style in his speech and behavior, as well as his understanding of the habits of snakes and pythons.

All of this greatly increased the suspicion that he might be one of Tianze's men.

After all, the Crown Prince of Baiyue has always been obsessed with the treasures of Huoyu Manor.

As the saying goes, those in the same trade are often rivals.

In addition, Jiang Mo didn't know why he felt particularly unhappy when he thought of Tian Ze, so he naturally didn't hold back and tried to kill the dark-skinned, burly man.

The scheme to steal the medicine and frame someone was carried out in one swift and decisive move.

If Jiang Mo hadn't wanted to let that guy fight the Crimson Scale Python for a while longer to prevent anyone from disturbing him, he probably would have casually thrown a few feather blades just now, so that the guy would know what it means to be the one waiting in the wings.

Although Jiang Mo had obtained the Crimson Spirit Blood Mushroom, he had no intention of returning to report.

After all, he never came to this deep mountain to pass the exam; he came solely for the Crimson Blood Mushroom itself.

Once he got his hands on it, he didn't hesitate to prepare to refine it.

To avoid Hu Meier noticing anything when I go back with the treasure.

The dogs she kept weren't the kind of pets that just rolled around and act cute.

Jiang Mo had already experienced firsthand how formidable they were when he was chased all over the manor.

If you really bring something back with you, they'll definitely find out.

I wonder how much trouble that will cause.

Use it sooner and enjoy it sooner.

To prevent anyone else from having designs on it.

However, to avoid being disturbed during the refining of the Crimson Blood Mushroom, Jiang Mo deliberately sought out a secluded place. He followed the eagle he had brought uphill and found a cave in the cliffs that was difficult for ordinary people to access.

After making some minor arrangements at the cave entrance, Jiang Mo used the Beast-Driving Gu to command the flock of eagles and crows to stand guard around the area.

After making the necessary preparations, he sat cross-legged and took out the Crimson Spirit Blood Fungus.

The cave was dark and filled with the smell of wild animal droppings.

Even as a temporary hiding place, the conditions were truly terrible.

Jiang Mo was used to sleeping outdoors, but if it were someone like Hu Meier who had been pampered since childhood, she probably wouldn't have been able to stay there for even a moment.

Of course, given their status, they would most likely never come to a place like this in their entire lives.

However, the situation changed after Jiang Mo carefully took out the Crimson Blood Mushroom from his pocket.

A faint red glow rippled across the surface of the Ganoderma lucidum, and an indescribable medicinal fragrance emanated from it. Just smelling it made one feel as if a warm current was flowing through their body.

There was no dampness, darkness, decay, or foul odor.

"It really is a good thing. No wonder Hu Meier mentioned it. But is this thing actually used as a tonic?"

Thinking of Huo Yugong's prosperous appearance, Jiang Mo couldn't help but shake his head slightly and mutter:

"Looking at him, he doesn't seem like he needs any supplements at all. Any discomfort he has must be a rich man's disease."

"Random supplements are no substitute for taking a walk."

With a hint of envy and jealousy, Jiang Mo muttered a couple of things about Hu Meier's domineering behavior. Then, as if seeking revenge, he picked up the Crimson Spirit Blood Ganoderma and stuffed it into his mouth without even realizing it.

If conditions permit, then we will certainly prepare it carefully.

Extract its essence and remove its impurities.

If a master alchemist could combine various auxiliary ingredients to refine the elixir, that would be ideal.

Unfortunately, these are all just dreams.

If no conditions are met, then we can only try to absorb everything whole, making sure not to miss any essential information, in order to avoid waste.

As for whether he could refine it, Jiang Mo wasn't worried.

The Crimson Spirit Blood Mushroom has a mild medicinal effect, and even a wealthy man like Huo Yugong can take it. How could he be inferior to the other party?

"Hiccup~"

Although the portion wasn't very large, the Crimson Spirit Blood Mushroom made Jiang Mo so full that he couldn't help but let out a burp.

The taste wasn't very good, though.

It has the characteristic bitterness of traditional Chinese medicine, and a slightly fishy smell.

However, good medicine tastes bitter, but its effects are quite good.

He felt as if he had swallowed a ball of fire, which not only made his whole body feel hot and warm, but also caused his blood and qi to surge uncontrollably.

Even their faces turned red, and their breaths brought waves of heat.

"That's awesome! I'm getting into it!!"

For a moment, Jiang Mo felt incredibly invigorated, as if he had inexhaustible energy. He couldn't wait to strip naked and go to the top of the cliff to practice a set of punches.

It was a good way to release that overflowing, boundless energy.

However, Jiang Mo quickly regained his composure and was not blinded by the illusion in his mind. He did not follow his instincts and move.

Instead, he forcefully suppressed his impulse and sat down cross-legged.

He held his breath and concentrated, trying to quickly discard distracting thoughts, maintain a clear mind, and enter a meditative state free from external distractions.

But today is different from the past.

The surging blood and qi throughout his body made Jiang Mo feel extremely hot. Even though he forced himself to sit cross-legged, he couldn't calm his thoughts.

Instead, I couldn't help but let my imagination run wild.

Hu Meier, drunk and sprawled among the flowers, grinned foolishly at the bright moon...

Hu Meier, who was secretly reading a storybook, realized she had neglected her duties and hurriedly changed her clothes, revealing her fair and delicate body...

Enraged, he pointed a crossbow at Hu Meier...

Hu Meier, why is it always Hu Meier?

Faced with the alluring scenes playing out in his mind, Jiang Mo couldn't help but swallow, feeling increasingly restless and unable to calm down.

This little girl is really good at causing me trouble.

Even though the person isn't here at all, it keeps haunting me like a demon in my heart, which is a real headache.

Taking several deep breaths, Jiang Mo tried to force himself to calm down, striving to stop thinking about Hu Meier and refusing to easily give in to his desires and inner demons.

With amazing perseverance, he actually did it.

What kept appearing in Yu Jiangmo's mind was no longer Hu Meier's every smile and frown.

Instead, the dignified and elegant Zi Nu looked at him with a gentle smile.

If she were here, she certainly wouldn't have put him in such an awkward situation. She would have silently arranged everything so that he would have no worries.

She was a virtuous and capable wife back then.

Jiang Mo couldn't help but have this thought, and then he couldn't help but recall the bickering between Zi Nu and her before, and suddenly he understood why the two of them couldn't get along.

This is another case of jealousy and rivalry.

No wonder Zi Nu always acts so unlike her usual intellectual and elegant self around me, and I can't stop bickering with her...

Ok?

Who is she again?

Chapter 30 Connecting the Ren and Du Meridians

Jiang Mo felt as if he had forgotten something.

A very important person.

A mischievous little devil is always trying to provoke him, attempting to test his weaknesses...

A hazy, indistinct, graceful figure appeared before his eyes. Even though he couldn't make out her exact appearance, the mere lingering impression made Jiang Mo's blood and energy surge even more.

An irrepressible urge to act.

Gan.

It's getting out of control!

Jiang Mo, whose entire body was flushed red as if it were about to bleed, felt as if his blood and qi were boiling, with surging heat pouring out from every pore of his body.

As a result, the entire cave was shrouded in mist.

For a moment, it really felt like the protagonist in a martial arts film who had reached the highest level of internal energy cultivation, and when he circulated his energy, strange phenomena such as the gathering of three flowers at the top of the head and the convergence of five energies followed.

But this was clearly not the result Jiang Mo wanted.

Let alone cultivating his internal energy to a state of perfection, if he continued like this, he wouldn't even be able to achieve the most basic peace of mind, and his mind would be filled with all sorts of desires.

A woman in purple knelt beside him, her fair hands pouring wine, her waist and back slightly bowed before his eyes.

Honglian, that little girl, was clinging to his sleeve on the streets of Xinzheng, pressing close to his full, moon-like bosom...

Then there was Hu Meier's delicate, fair face as she snuggled into his arms and rubbed against him after getting drunk.

Jiang Mo felt like he was playing some new kind of whack-a-mole game.

Just as they subdued Zi Nu, Hu Meier popped up again. Princess Honglian hadn't even been banished from their minds yet, and now another one was appearing…

Indeed, one wave subsides only for another to rise.

This left Jiang Mo flustered and exhausted, unable to calm down and clear his mind.

If this continues, I'm afraid I'll go berserk!