Chapter 118 Modern Supernatural 22

"Wow... Host, why are you like this..."

001 hid in a small corner and wiped his tears.

"What's wrong with me?"

Jun Zhaoliu had no idea that he was a knife-wiper.

"Can... can't Shi Heng and Mu Guishuang see each other again?"

When 001 saw Mu Guishuang kneeling in front of the ancestral hall and the people from the Tianshi Association outside began to set up formations and traps, it knew that Shi Heng and Mu Guishuang might not be able to meet.

"Eh, I thought I had already paved the way?"

Jun Zhaoliu touched his chin, "Look, didn't Mu Guishuang set a flag the day before?"

According to the third law of story development, if you promise to meet again in XX days, nine out of ten times you will be separated by heaven and earth and will never see each other again.

"Where... where did the third law of story development come from?"

The small ball of light floated in front of Jun Zhaoliu, and couldn't believe that the man in front of him was so cruel.

"Oh, it's normal that you haven't heard of it." Jun Zhaoliu smiled softly, "Because I made it up."

"Wow--"

001 cried even louder.

* The news

that Mu Guishuang was punished for violating the rules of the Heavenly Master and was seriously injured and unconscious spread like wildfire.

"Impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

Upon hearing the news, Nan Rui slapped his palm on the solid wood table:

"Even if the junior uncle did make a mistake, the master would not treat him like this."

"I went out for a walk and heard many people say so."

Zhou Zhile was also very puzzled, but he couldn't stand the rumors outside.

"Because Junior Master has not appeared for more than half a month, many people outside have speculated so."

Even Zhou Zhile and Nan Rui have not seen Mu Guishuang since that day.

"I think Junior Master is in the Mu family's ancestral hall."

Nan Rui said decisively.

In the past few days, the ancestral hall that was originally open has never been opened again, and he secretly observed that someone delivered meals to the door every day.

"Junior Master is locked up!? Then should we quietly release Junior Master?"

After hearing about Mu Guishuang's whereabouts, Zhou Zhile almost rolled up his sleeves and broke into the ancestral hall.

"Dare you dare to break into the ancestral hall of our ancestors?"

Nan Rui tapped Zhou Zhile's head with his fingers.

"And Junior Master probably went in voluntarily, so it's useless for us to break in."

...We will also be scolded by our master.

"What should we do?" Zhou Zhile's head was aching from being hit:

"Why don't we sneak in and see what Junior Master's situation is like?"

"No..." Nan Rui shook his head: "I don't think the key lies with Junior Master."

"Think about it, who is most likely to take action if this news gets out?"

"...Us?"

A cross appeared on Nan Rui's head.

"Oh, I'm wrong, Shi Heng, it must be Shi Heng!"

Zhou Zhile quickly corrected himself.

"We are in the Mu family. No matter what, we have more information and know more about the matter of Junior Master."

Nan Rui analyzed: "But Shi Heng is different. The only thing he knows is that 'Mu Guishuang was punished for violating the rules of the Heavenly Master and was seriously injured and unconscious.'"

"Given his relationship with Junior Master, no matter whether this news is true or false - even if there is a 99% chance that it is false, he will personally confirm the remaining 1% possibility."

"Once Shi Heng's whereabouts are confirmed, what will greet him is definitely... a net of heaven and earth."

Nan Rui told his guess.

"What should we do then!?"

Zhou Zhile was shocked:

"No! We have to inform Junior Master quickly!"

*

"Pass the news to Ziyun, go quickly."

Mu Guiyuan whispered to the attendant beside him, turned his head, and stared at the runes on the ground with a serious expression.

Unexpectedly, in just over half a month, the Tianshi Association had already made such a perfect arrangement.

It was not until Qin Ping sent a message to the three heads of the family, asking them to work together to eliminate the ghost king, that Mu Guiyuan knew Qin Ping's plan.

Layer upon layer of runes were drawn on the flat ground, written in cinnabar, complicated and redundant, and the dark red cinnabar revealed an indescribable magnificence.

This level of magic array must be drawn by at least dozens of masters who are proficient in runes, and assisted by various extremely yang objects.

It seems that the Tianshi Association has invested a lot this time.

Circles of guards are hidden in the dark.

This is the only way to reach the Mu family. If Shi Heng wants to go to the Mu family, he will definitely appear here.

The numerous formations set up here will be triggered immediately if they catch a glimpse of Shi Heng's presence.

Everyone was on guard.

There seemed to be no wind in the air, and it was terrifyingly quiet.

Suddenly, the low grass clustered around made a slight rustling sound. There was no wind, as if it was disturbed by something.

"Ga--"

A black crow living in the forest made a sound, flapped its wings, and circled in the air.

"Here it comes."

The grass and branches moved without wind.

A black mist that was almost invisible to the naked eye quietly came.

In an instant, the scarlet formation on the ground shone brightly.

"Show your true form! Ghost King!"

A group of celestial masters hiding in the woods jumped out holding copper coin swords and pointed directly at Shi Heng.

The blinding light turned into chains, tightly wrapped around the unclear figure.

The golden chains wound up and touched the pale skin. At that moment, a chilling burning sound was emitted.

Black air sizzled.

Even though the chain got tighter and the sound of corrosion became louder and louder, Shi Heng remained calm and looked at everyone coldly:

"Where is Ziyun?"

"Mu Guishuang?" Qin Ping stepped forward with a calm expression:

"He is the Heavenly Master and you are the Ghost King. You two should not be entangled with each other."

"I ask you, where is Ziyun?"

Shi Heng gritted his teeth and spoke word by word with a fierce look.

"If you dare to hurt him, I will never let you go!"

"He's fine, but he can't come to see you."

Qin Ping shook his head, "You shouldn't, you shouldn't, since he's already turned into a ghost, you shouldn't bother him anymore."

"You don't need to meddle in our business!"

Hearing that Mu Guishuang was fine, Shi Heng's expression eased a little, and he snorted coldly:

"I don't want to be involved in murder, you'd better get out

of here!" "You can't say such big words until you get out of this formation."

Shi Heng raised his hand——

"Swish——"

The sound of a sharp blade piercing through the body rang out, and blood splashed.

The Tianshi closest to Shi Heng opened his eyes wide, still maintaining a defensive posture, and fell heavily to the ground, dying with his eyes open.

The sword was drawn, and the blood splashed on Shi Heng's face, like plum blossoms falling on the snow in winter.

Mu Guishuang came with Zhou Zhile and Nan Rui, and saw this scene.

Shi Heng turned his head slightly stiffly and looked in the direction of Mu Guishuang:

"Ziyun..."

He took a step back in panic: "I didn't..." kill anyone...

Mu Guishuang frowned and stretched out his hand: "Sword."

Zhou Zhile, who had no idea what was going on, handed the peach wood sword at his waist to Mu Guishuang in a daze.

Without any hesitation, Mu Guishuang held the sword in one hand and closed his eyes.

The sharp peach wood sword flew straight towards Shi Heng, unstoppable.

Shi Heng slightly opened his eyes, no longer trying to break through the formation, and closed his eyes resignedly.