Mountain Moving

"Fortunately, it wasn't a total loss."

Chen Mu held the Five Ghosts Bag in his hand. The mouth of the bag, which had been tightly sealed before, now opened easily.

The Little Paper Man turned into Black Smoke and vanished into thin air.

When it appeared again, it had already slipped into the Five Ghosts Bag.

An image immediately appeared in Chen Mu's mind.

It was a pitch-black space, somewhat oppressive and stifling.

He felt as though he had crawled into the cellar beneath No. 2 Residence.

There was no light inside. It was about five meters high and four meters long and wide, roughly egg-shaped.

"A Spatial Storage Bag!" Chen Mu controlled the Black Smoke as it flew around inside the bag, greedily thinking, It'd be even better if it were bigger!

Once Chen Mu understood the Five Ghosts Moving Mountains Incantation, he understood the method described in the Thousand Mountains Scripture.

The Black Smoke flew out of the bag and covered the Head-Sized Stone from earlier.

Pfft!

The Black Smoke and the stone vanished at the same time.

At the bottom of the pitch-black space, a Head-Sized Stone suddenly appeared.

"So this is how Mountain Moving works!"

The Little Paper Man could not move stones, but as long as it covered one with Black Smoke, it could store the stone in the Five Ghosts Bag.

He had been misled by the round-faced Daoist before.

He had thought Mountain Moving relied solely on Paper Men.

But the Five Ghosts Moving Mountains Secret Art had never relied on Yin Soul Paper Figures. It relied on Hong Hu's stomach pouch.

The Paper Men were merely the connection. The stomach pouch was the foundation.

He shook the bag in his hand, yet it was not heavy at all!

Chen Mu immediately became interested.

For a time, Black Smoke filled the entire Stone Pit.

Beside it stood a Yin-Yang Face with an excited expression.

It looked exactly like a scene of a Malevolent Spirit wreaking havoc.

At dusk, before the Square Table outside the Wooden Cabin.

Like an alarm clock, Jie Jia arrived right on time.

"What are you doing?" Jie Jia glanced at the pile of stones as tall as a person in the distance.

Hadn't Chen Mu said he was leaving Qingshan County?

Why was he piling up so many stones? Was he planning to build a house?

Could the escort job have fallen through?!

Chen Mu's mouth twitched.

Was he supposed to say that he had gotten carried away and filled a bag with stones using his storage bag?

"They're for training." Chen Mu answered with a straight face.

Jie Jia looked at Chen Mu suspiciously.

He had known Chen Mu for nearly a year. He knew every martial art Chen Mu practiced. What kind of martial art needed stones and lumber?

And training?

"Your injury is healed?" Jie Jia asked casually.

"It is. We can set off in another seven or eight days." Seeing that Jie Jia did not press him about the stones, Chen Mu secretly let out a sigh of relief.

At the same time, he felt a little excited.

His days in Qingshan County had truly not been peaceful. It felt as though a sense of danger was always chasing after him.

"Didn't you say three months? Moving it up by a month will be a little difficult." Jie Jia frowned slightly.

"Were the arrangements along the route not settled?" Chen Mu asked worriedly.

"Arrangements? There are no arrangements." Jie Jia said flatly, "I just don't have an opening."

Chen Mu: "..."

What did that mean?

"My jobs are already booked through next month," Jie Jia said calmly.

Chen Mu: "..."

Was the assassin business really that booming?!

You're making me want to... Mm, no. I couldn't think about that. Too dangerous.

"Then we'll wait another month." Chen Mu said helplessly. "Eat."

Jie Jia nodded calmly and walked to the table to sit down.

"Weren't you making Crystal Pork Knuckle?" Jie Jia asked in confusion as he looked at the charcoal-grilled venison leg.

"I couldn't buy any wild boar." Chen Mu feigned calm.

Was he supposed to tell Jie Jia that he had done something as stupid as throwing meat buns at a dog?

He had gotten too excited earlier, stuffed Second Senior Brother into the Five Ghosts Bag, and run home.

On the way, he had even smugly praised how useful the bag was, saying he would not need baskets for groceries or luggage for travel in the future.

But when he got home, not even a hair was left!

The Five Ghosts Bag ate meat!

The sky was full of stars, and the night was quiet.

A faint candlelight shone through the open window.

Chen Mu sat at the table, turning the Five Ghosts Bag over in his hands as he pondered in silence.

After an entire afternoon, he had finally calmed down.

"My body is gradually recovering. I can pick up the Body Tempering Technique again."

That was the foundation. Grinding the proficiency sequence always came first.

He had tested it a little today. As long as he slightly reduced the intensity, practicing the Body Tempering Technique would not be a problem.

"The Sleeve Sword is still too far from the peak of Tier 3. I can set it aside for now."

Chen Mu stared at the Gray Wall and made his plans.

"The Iron Lotus Seeds are closest to the peak of Tier 3. Should I grind that to the top first?"

Chen Mu hesitantly looked at the Five Ghosts Moving Mountains Incantation, which had just broken through to Second Tier.

He had tested it.

At Tier 1, merely reciting the incantation increased Proficiency.

After entering Second Tier, he needed to summon the Yin Soul Paper Figures before Proficiency could increase.

It was not much of a burden on him personally, but it was a burden on his wallet.

Opening and closing the Five Ghosts Bag required energy.

He had to feed the Five Ghosts Bag meat from time to time.

"Another big money-eater has popped up." Chen Mu sighed.

"I'll practice the Five Ghosts Moving Mountains Incantation first!"

Compared to the Iron Lotus Seeds Throwing reaching Tier 3, the Five Ghosts Moving Mountains Incantation entering Second Tier was easier.

"The Fisherman is going online again."

Unfortunately, he could not sell the catch for money this time.

On the banks of the Bailang River, south of Qingshan City.

Chen Mu discovered that fishing had become much easier with the Five Ghosts Bag.

He scattered bait in advance to lure the fish together.

Then he used Drunken Bait to knock the fish unconscious.

Before, he still had to scoop them up bit by bit with a net.

But now...

Chen Mu muttered rapidly, and a head-sized cloud of Black Smoke swiftly plunged into the water.

One belly-up fish after another vanished.

"Four meters. That seems to be the limit of the Five Ghosts Bag." Chen Mu controlled the Black Smoke as it drifted over the water.

With himself as the center, he could freely take anything within a radius of four meters. Beyond that range, it would not work.

"It seems to match the space inside the Five Ghosts Bag." Chen Mu guessed.

Inside the Five Ghosts Bag.

A pile of fish half a man tall was stacked at the bottom of the bag.

They seemed to have fallen into quicksand, or sunk into mud.

They slowly sank and vanished into thin air.

"Then how am I supposed to store food?" Chen Mu frowned.

His Fasting Pills contained meat, and he had also made quite a bit of dried meat.

If he put them into the Five Ghosts Bag, would it not be like throwing meat buns at a dog, letting the bag secretly eat it all?

Chen Mu frowned as he observed the scene, then suddenly had an idea.

He took out one of the fish at the very bottom.

He examined it closely.

The side pressed against the inner wall had disappeared. The cut was smooth as a mirror, as though it had been sliced away by an unrivaled blade.

Chen Mu fell into thought.

He immediately moved all the fish out of the Five Ghosts Bag.

Then he placed half a fish on a millstone-sized rock by the river and stored them in the bag together.

As a result, the stone and the fish remained completely unharmed.

"Only meat that touches the inner wall gets eaten?" Chen Mu grinned.

He packed up the fish and immediately left.

Chen Mu first went to the market district to buy a tent.

Then he found a carpenter and bought tree glue.

He put the tent and tree glue into the Five Ghosts Bag, then thoroughly pasted a layer of wallpaper all around its interior walls!

"Now you can't steal my meat, can you?" Chen Mu held up the Five Ghosts Bag with a cheerful smile.

Five Ghosts Bag: "..."

Five days later, before the Wooden Cabin.

"Are you satisfied?" A man in his forties asked with a smile. "If not, we can make more changes."

Beside him stood a Wooden Youth in his twenties.

Behind them stood a five-meter-tall Giant Egg.

"Not bad." Chen Mu paid readily and sent the two away.

Chen Mu examined the Egg-shaped Shelf before him and nodded in satisfaction.

The Giant Egg had been divided into layers by wooden boards from top to bottom.

Between each layer of boards, vertical planks divided the space into individual storage compartments.

The whole thing looked like a honeycomb.

In the dead of night, Chen Mu did not even light a lamp as he pushed open the door in the darkness.

He jumped onto the roof and looked around, confirming that no one was nearby.

He immediately recited the Five Ghosts Moving Mountains Incantation.

The Giant Egg instantly disappeared.

Inside the Five Ghosts Bag.

The Wooden Shelf packed the Five Ghosts Bag completely full.

"With the tent fabric blocking it, the meat won't be stolen."

"With the wooden shelf supporting it, things won't pile up on the bottom."

Chen Mu nodded in satisfaction.

It had not been easy to get a storage bag.

He had to make full use of every bit of its space.