The guy who rolled out of the haystack had thin eyebrows and long eyes, and looked like a weasel.

But Chu Mu happened to know this person.

When he was still in Taiping Town, this man was assigned by Old Master Fan to be a servant to Fan Ji. To put it bluntly, he was responsible for surveillance.

After Feloni followed Fan Ji under the guise of "Xiao Su", this guy was directly bribed and became a dog under the command of "Mrs. Sun".

"Asan?" Shunzi leaned over from behind Chu Mu. "Why are you here? Are the old man and the others here too?"

Asan had already recognized the group of people in front of him.

"Master..." the weasel spirit pounced on Fan Ji, "Please hurry up and save the old man! We can't hold on any longer!"

Fan Ji was still holding little Achu in his arms. He quickly dodged to the side, leaving the guy empty-handed.

The weasel demon then saw Tartar: "Ah! Master Meng, you're here too. That's great... And Master Chu..."

"Long time no see." Chu Mu pulled the corners of his mouth with a forced smile.

The weasel carefully avoided the sight. He was from the side of Fan Ji's biological mother Qiu He, and he had slandered Chu Mu a lot when he was in Taiping Town.

"Mr. Chu..."

Before leaving Huaihua Town, Chu Mu and his group took a shower and changed into clean clothes, which formed a sharp contrast with the weasel spirit in front of them.

Add to that the several carts piled up like a small hill, and it's obvious to the naked eye that people are living a good life.

Especially the little kid was holding a piece of fragrant bean cake in his hand.

The weasel spirit swallowed hard and said, "My dear young masters, is there anything to eat? I've been hungry for three days."

Chu Mu thought of the Nine-Infant Snake that was hiding somewhere in the valley, and generously took out a coarse flour bun from his cloth bag.

The weasel's eyes seemed to be fixed on the steamed buns, and his throat rolled up and down: "Master Chu, you are really a kind person..."

Chu Mu calmly split the bun in two amidst the other party's flattery: "Want to eat?"

The weasel demon showed obvious displeasure when he saw Chu Mu breaking open the steamed bun, but hid himself again in the blink of an eye.

"I want to eat! If you don't give me something to eat, I'm really going to starve to death."

"It's okay if you want to eat," Chu Mu tossed the steamed bun in his hand, "Tell me what you encountered, and - where do you want to lead Fan Ji to?"

The weasel's bitter expression froze instantly, and after a few moments, he forced a smile: "Master Chu, what are you talking about? I'm too stupid to understand..."

"Heh." Chu Mu put the steamed buns back into the cloth bag.

"No, no, no," the weasel demon was not one to keep his mouth shut and surrendered immediately, "I'll tell you, I'll tell you."

It turned out that when the Fan family arrived at Qihe Valley, the suspension bridge across the valley had already disappeared. Like Chu Mu, they chose to cross the valley and encountered the monster at the bottom of the valley.

"That ghost was so scary!" The weasel demon's face turned pale and blue, and his teeth began to chatter. "It's scarier than any ghost I've ever seen... Several grandfathers were killed or injured. The best warriors in the clan were blown into blood gourds by the ghost at a glance. All the magic tools and the Bagua formation were turned into scrap metal..."

Chu Mu felt more and more depressed as he listened to his description.

The weasel demon had seen the world before. The strange monster that appeared in the City God Temple in Taiping Town did not scare him this much. It is conceivable what a terrifying existence the Nine-Infant Snake Monster would be.

"In the end, it was the old man who took out the treasures from the clan building, which gave everyone a glimmer of hope."

Chu Mu thought of the power of the temple he had sensed in the Fan Family Building, and understood: "Your treasures couldn't withstand the snake ghost?"

"No," the weasel's shoulders trembled. "Baby, baby was eaten by a snake. The snake turned into a dragon and grew wings..."

Chu Mu shook his head and sighed.

In the scene he saw, the snake did not have wings, so now, what he was about to face was the evolved version of Jiuying.

Chu Mu really wanted to shout "Help".

"Grandpa Hong Liu, since you're willing to give me a chance, please pay attention to the difficulty of the exam. This is beyond the syllabus."

"What happened next?" Fan Ji and Ta Meng asked at the same time.

Others may not know what the Fan family is hiding, but the God of Killing Tatar knows it clearly.

It was an arm, an arm belonging to the God of Time.

The God of Time can use the power of time and space to transform his body shape at will. That arm is attached with the divine power of the God of Time. The Fan family possesses it and is simply invincible.

However, according to what the servant said, even the power of the true god could not stop the monster.

How is this possible?

Fan Ji also found it incredible. Back then, the Fan family relied on that arm to call the wind and rain, and directly mobilized the palace to become the direct ruler of Zhuhua.

Now that the arm has not yet appeared, is it just a matter of retiring?

Everything seemed to be developing in an unpredictable direction, and Fan Ji realized more clearly that he could no longer use past experience to judge the direction of the story.

Being stared at by three pairs of cold eyes, Ah San did not dare to hide anything:

"While the treasure was holding the snake back, we escaped to a cave, where we ran into a group of refugees from the Witch Clan. They were also forced in by the snake.

The old man saw that although they looked miserable, they were not seriously injured, so he asked them how they did it.

The witches said they had a curse that could block the snake's eyes, but it could only block it for a few minutes and was not enough to escape the valley.

The old man coaxed and deceived them, and found out that they also had a curse that could make the big snake fall asleep, but——"

"A human sacrifice is required to activate the curse." Chu Mu directly pointed out the most crucial link. "The people from the Witch Clan will definitely not agree, so Old Man Fan framed them. Now I'm afraid it has all fallen into the hands of the Fan family, right?"

Ah San looked at Chu Mu in fear: "Mr. Chu, you are amazing. How come you know everything..."

Chu Mugao smiled deeply.

When Asan mentioned the Wumen, he glanced at the guys from the Qizhenmen inconspicuously and found that everyone had worried eyes, and some even took a step forward eagerly.

It is known that the Qizhen Sect is an important character, so the Wu Sect that can get the attention of the Qizhen Sect must also be an important character in their own camp.

"More than that," Chu Mu said coldly, "It takes a considerable number of people to start the human sacrifice. The Wu Sect doesn't have enough people, and we have to keep our own men to deal with the difficulties later. So we can only send people out to deceive."

"Fuck your father!" The bearded man under the Qizhen Sect cursed angrily, "Aren't other people's lives lives?!"

Ah San faced the spit of the bearded man and rubbed his hands, knowing he was in the wrong. "Um... Mr. Chu, I've already said this, steamed buns..."

"You still want to eat? You—"

"Brother Gang," Chu Mu held down the bearded man who was losing control of his emotions, "give him something to eat."

"Mr. Chu, he——"

"It's okay," Chu Mu's eyes were covered with thick frost, "It's just his last meal, let him eat it."

The weasel demon only then realized that he was in danger. He fell to his knees and kowtowed to Fan Ji: "Master Sun, please forgive me. Madam Sun is also hiding in the cave."

"Who?" Chu Mu turned around, "Is it Ah Su?"