Chapter 99 Modern Supernatural 3

"By the way, can you show me your amulet?"

The amulet could hide Zhou Zhile's extremely yin constitution for so long, so it must not be a fake that his grandmother bought from a roadside stall.

"Sure." Zhou Zhile took it off his neck and handed it to Nan Rui:

"The small red woven bag outside was embroidered by my grandmother for me. The talisman paper I begged for is placed inside. I have always worn it close to my body and never taken it off."

The small red cloth bag was tied to a small string. After the precipitation of time, it was obviously faded, and there was obvious wear and tear on the corners.

Nan Rui took the amulet, played with it in his hand, and peeled off the outer red bag.

A corner of the yellow talisman was exposed.

Pulling it out with two fingers, shaking it, and unfolding it, Nan Rui carefully observed the pattern and text on the talisman.

"Hiss... I can't tell who made this?"

Nan Rui touched his chin and muttered:

"Logically speaking, this level of evil-repelling and protective talisman cannot be made by an unknown person. Could it be some hidden boss I don't know?"

Unable to figure out the reason, Nan Rui naturally thought of his talented junior master.

"Junior master, can you take a look?"

Isn't he blind? How can he see this?

Zhou Zhile glanced at Mu Guishuang's eyes covered with satin.

Saving Zhou Zhile was purely a coincidence. Mu Guishuang didn't want to meddle in other people's business. Thinking of his extremely yin constitution, she became a little interested.

Despite being blind, Mu Guishuang still found the direction of Nan Rui accurately. As

soon as her fingertips touched the talisman, something strange happened. A familiar breath spread throughout her body along her fingertips in an instant, and a strong burning sensation swept through her left eye.

"Hmm..."

Mu Guishuang covered her left eye with one hand, pinching the yellow talisman tightly with her fingertips.

The burning sensation became stronger and stronger.

"Where did this talisman... come from?!"

Mu Guishuang rarely lost her composure. The pain in her left eye did not subside, and the fingertips of her right hand turned white from pinching.

The white satin covering her left eye slowly bleeds, like red ink dripping on white paper, spreading from the center to the surroundings.

"I, I don't know, my grandma asked for it."

Zhou Zhile had never seen such a scene before, and he was immediately panicked and at a loss.

"Junior Master!"

Nan Rui hurriedly supported Mu Guishuang's shaky body, and with one hand he pried open his tightly clenched fingers, trying to pull the talisman out of Mu Guishuang's palm.

Although he didn't know what was going on, anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was this talisman that caused Mu Guishuang to react so strongly.

"Don't take it..."

"This is his..."

Mu Guishuang's consciousness was a little fuzzy, but his palm was still tightly grasping the yellow talisman paper.

"Brother Nan, what's going on? What should I do now?!"

Zhou Zhile was also confused and could only stand aside and worry.

He had obviously worn it close to his body for so many years, and Brother Nan had just taken it and nothing happened.

He had no idea that the amulet on his body would cause such a big reaction from Mu Guishuang!

If anything happened to Mu Guishuang, who saved his life, Zhou Zhile would have to slap himself in the face when he woke up in the middle of the night.

"I'm going to take my junior uncle back to the sect to find my master. You follow me first."

Nan Rui quickly calmed down, holding Mu Guishuang with one hand, and motioned Zhou Zhile to follow.

"Oh, okay."

No one saw that in the dark corner, a thick black mist quietly wrapped around Zhou Zhile's calves and hid between the black hair.

*

Wenshan, Mu's mansion.

"Master, please look at my junior uncle!"

With a bang, Nan Rui kicked the door open.

"Cough cough cough..."

Mu Guiyuan was sipping tea from a teacup, and Nan Rui's mouthful of water got stuck in his throat, and he coughed violently. " You little brat, don't you know how to

knock..." "What's wrong with Ziyun?!" Putting down the teacup, Mu Guiyuan jumped up from his seat and exclaimed: "Put it down quickly so I can take a look!" "What? What happened to Ziyun?!" At this moment, Mu Guiyan, who came to drink tea with Mu Guiyuan, stepped into the wide-open door, and her ears automatically caught the key words. "Make way, let me see." Mu Guiyan hurriedly pushed through the crowd and rushed to Mu Guishuang who was lying on the bed. "Master, have you seen anything?" Nan Rui was squeezed to the back and stuck his head out with difficulty. As the senior sister of his own master Mu Guiyuan, Nan Rui still believed in her strength. Putting his hand on Mu Guiyan's wrist, he frowned and put his hand on Mu Guishuang's neck again: "The body has not been attacked by external force..." "It may be because of the emotional ups and downs and anxiety." "Wait a minute... Ziyun's eyes..." Mu Guiyuan stood aside and held Mu Guishuang's other hand to check, his eyes went along the arm to the eyes. The blood that overflowed from the left eye had already coagulated a little, turning from bright red to dark purple. Suddenly, the expressions of both of them became a little solemn. "What happened?" Mu Guiyuan put down Mu Guishuang's wrist and gently took off the blood-stained white silk. "My junior master and I were walking on the road, preparing to go back. When I turned around to drive, I didn't know where my junior master ran off to." Nan Rui hurriedly explained the situation to his master and uncles: "Then when I found my junior master, I discovered that he had saved someone, and that person was him." Nan Rui pointed at Zhou Zhile.

Standing in the corner with a pitiful low presence, Zhou Zhile silently raised one hand.

"You should have noticed that he has a rare extremely yin physique. Now it's not rare for me to meet someone with a special physique. I'm a little curious, so I said I'll see if I can help him..."

From the perspective of Mu Guiyuan and Mu Guiyan, the person who had been ignored before exuded a strong yin and evil aura.

An extremely yin physique is very easy to attract unclean things, and has a strong attraction to those evil things. If you are not careful, the evil will enter the body.

But this person only covered the surface of the body, and there was no sign of evil entering the body, yang exhaustion, or physical weakness and shortness of breath.

"What does he have to cover up his physique?"

Mu Guiyan saw the key problem at a glance.

"Yes, that's the problem!"

Nan Rui nodded:

"I was just curious about the amulet he said he carried with him, but after opening it, I couldn't tell which sect it came from."

"Then I thought that my junior master would definitely know, so I gave it to him, but I didn't expect that something went wrong as soon as my junior master touched the amulet."

Nan Rui still didn't understand what was so special about this amulet that caused his junior master to react so strongly.

"This amulet was obtained by my grandmother when I was a child, but I don't know where or from whom it was obtained."

Zhou Zhile added.

"Show me this amulet." Mu Guiyan stretched out her hand.

"Uh, uncle, the talisman is still in the hand of junior uncle, I can't pull it out at all."

After hearing this, Mu Guiyuan pulled up Mu Guishuang's hand again, and saw her tightly clenched fist.

With a little trick, Mu Guiyuan finally took out the yellow talisman from Mu Guishuang's palm.

Nan Rui was still recalling the details of what happened.

"By the way, I remember that junior uncle seemed to say something like 'Don't take it away, this is his...' before he lost consciousness..."

"This 'he' refers to...?"

Nan Rui touched his chin and thought to himself.

At this time, the talisman in Mu Guiyuan's hand slowly unfolded, and the familiar handwriting came into view.

"——Shi Heng?!"

Mu Guiyuan and Mu Guiyan said in unison.