Chapter 103 Modern Supernatural 7

"Brother."

"Sister."

"General." Mu Guiyuan and Mu Guiyan sat opposite each other, playing chess.

"Hey, you win every time, it's boring, let's not play anymore."

Mu Guiyan put down the chess piece and faced Mu Guishuang:

"Junior brother? Have you recovered from your illness?"

"It's fine now."

Mu Guishuang was still wearing the same dark-colored Chinese-style double-breasted top. The golden lotus pattern on his shoulders sparkled under the light, and the tassel pendant on his left ear swayed slightly with the young man's movements.

"Brother, I think..."

Since the death of his master, Mu Guiyuan has inherited the responsibility of managing their Wenshan Mu family, and all matters, big and small, are handled by Mu Guiyuan.

The senior brothers and sisters watched him very closely, so Mu Guishuang would always report to Mu Guiyuan before he went out, even though he rarely went out.

"Go ahead."

Before Mu Guishuang could finish his words, Mu Guiyuan predicted what he would say and readily agreed:

"Go if you want to. I thought about it yesterday and I can't let you stay in this deserted place forever."

"As long as your personal safety is guaranteed, you can do whatever you want!"

Mu Guishuang was stunned.

He always knew that after that incident, the senior brothers and sisters were worried about him and didn't want him to get hurt again, so he stayed in Wenshan quietly and rarely went out.

Every time he asked his senior brothers to go out, Mu Guishuang was still a little uneasy.

He didn't want to cause trouble to his senior brothers, and he didn't want the elders to worry about him.

This time when he went out with Nan Rui, he did not expect such a special situation to occur, which made his senior brothers and sisters worried again.

Mu Guishuang thought that his senior brother would not easily agree to his request to go out again.

Mu Guiyan stood up and patted Mu Guishuang's stunned head: "What are you thinking, little junior brother?"

"I thought senior brother would not..."

"Will not let you go out?"

Mu Guiyan smiled and continued, and turned the conversation to Mu Guiyuan: "Look at what you have done to our little junior brother. He doesn't even dare to ask to go out. What crime should he be punished for?"

"Then I am really a big sinner." Mu Guiyuan gladly accepted Mu Guiyan's "accusation".

Seeing Mu Guishuang opening and closing his mouth, as if he had something else to say, Mu Guiyuan raised his eyebrows:

"Little Junior Brother, why don't you bring your two nephews with you?"

"Two?"

Mu Guishuang didn't know that Mu Guiyuan had already accepted Zhou Zhile as his disciple.

"Yes, one Nan Rui," Mu Guiyan rarely kept it a secret, and said in a long voice: "One Zhou Zhile."

"Your senior brother is a busy man, and he has a lot of things to do. He has to hand over two nephews to you. It's really hard for you, little Junior Brother."

Mu Guiyan's words were half true and half false. Mu Guiyuan was indeed busy, especially in recent days, he had to discuss internal affairs with the Nan and Qi families.

But the main thing was to let Zhou Zhile and Nan Rui keep Mu Guishuang company, and let them follow Mu Guishuang to see the world.

Mu Guishuang didn't seem surprised at all. She nodded lightly, but her lips curled up slightly: "Okay."

"I will protect them."

*

"Little, little master, will you protect us?"

Zhou Zhile huddled behind Mu Guishuang and walked into the dark mansion tremblingly.

Standing in front of the three people was a mansion built in the suburbs, with red walls and green tiles. Pushing open the door, a stone path led to the mansion, with gurgling water on both sides, secluded and deep.

No one had taken care of it for a long time, and the weeds grew very lush, almost covering up a few people.

On the left side of the courtyard, there is a pear tree with lush branches and leaves. The branches extending upwards are intertwined and blocked the light from the wall. The thick trunk is covered with wet moss and vines entwine and climb.

According to the owner of the courtyard, this is the mansion passed down from his ancestors. He originally wanted to rest and gather here during festivals, but he didn't expect that every time he arranged people to go in to clean and tidy up, they were all scared to death and said that they saw an unknown ghost.

The first time the owner didn't believe it, thinking that he was too timid, but the second person, the third person, the fourth person... all said the same thing - they ran into something dirty.

The owner of the courtyard had to believe it.

After contacting the Mu family through connections, Mu Guishuang, who heard the news from Mu Guiyuan, thought of Nan Rui and Zhou Zhile and gladly accepted the task.

"What are you afraid of? Cheer up!"

Nan Rui patted Zhou Zhile's shoulder vigorously:

"Evil spirits like people like you who are weak and timid."

The air was filled with damp and decayed breath, and the old doors and windows that were not closed creaked as the cool breeze blew.

"Can I hold you?"

Zhou Zhile grabbed Nan Rui's arm with shaking hands.

"You already held me, why are you asking me?" Nan Rui complained casually as he felt a strong pulling sensation on his left arm.

Seeing that Zhou Zhile was really scared, Nan Rui still comforted him:

"If the owner of the house is not lying, each servant said that they saw something dirty, but no one died."

"What does this mean?"

Zhou Zhile shook his head.

"It means that this evil spirit is either still in its developmental stage and is not very aggressive, or it is not a powerful ghost and will not harm lives, so there is no need to be afraid."

"Little Master, am I right in my analysis?"

Nan Rui raised his chest and asked Mu Guishuang for confirmation.

Mu Guishuang, who was walking in front, nodded.

"But, this place looks really scary..."

Although he had Nan Rui's comfort and the sense of security brought by Mu Guishuang, Zhou Zhile was definitely lying when he said he was not afraid at all.

Based on past experience, Zhou Zhile always felt that an ugly dirty thing would suddenly jump out in the next second, scaring him to death.

Although there are three people here in total, this ghost thing will definitely target him first.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhile silently took another step behind Mu Guishuang.

This move was not a big deal, but he happened to catch a glimpse of a looming human figure hidden under the shadow of a tree in the corner.

"Look, look..." Zhou Zhile stretched out a finger and pointed tremblingly at the shade of the tree.

"What are you looking at? Can't you see that I'm busy exploring."

Nan Rui lowered his head and stared at the compass in his hand to study it. He didn't raise his head after hearing Zhou Zhile's voice.

"Here it comes."

At the same moment Zhou Zhile spoke, Mu Guishuang turned his head to the dark black figure.

"Look over there!" Seeing that Nan Rui was still with his head down and didn't know what he was doing, Zhou Zhile made up his mind and grabbed the man's arm and turned to the left.

Nan Rui howled.

He didn't yell because he was scared, but because Zhou Zhile grabbed him.

He turned his head and saw a twisted and rotten face floating in the dark corner. It was hard to see clearly through the drooping black hair.

A half-rotten eyeball was tied under his eye, with flesh and blood attached. The black eyeball moved and stared at Zhou Zhile among the three people. A smile appeared on his rosy lips.

"Damn, this is exciting--"

Nan Rui put the compass on his waist, and pulled out a peach wood sword from somewhere, ready to stab the female ghost: "Hey--"