Chu Lu coldly rejected his junior's unreliable proposal.
But obviously, just two words of rebuke were not enough to dampen Yan's enthusiasm. He started planning with even more enthusiasm, and even reluctantly changed the profit sharing to "4:6". Obviously, he had not worked as the head of the sect for the past few years in vain. When he talked about the plan, he was very serious and used official language to deceive others.
Chu Lu ignored him.
This is the kind of person who gets more excited the more you deal with him. Just make your attitude clear at the beginning. When he gets tired of it and becomes bored, he will naturally drop the topic.
It's just that the other party was too excited this time, until the two of them found their destination by following the remaining traces left by the curse. In order to avoid alarming the target, he reluctantly kept his mouth shut.
It lasted so long that even if Yan Chu shut up, Chu Lu still felt a buzzing sensation in his ears.
Chu Lu: ...It was a wrong decision.
Should have used the Silencing Spell from the beginning.
The place we found by following the curse was a bit remote. If the pavilions and towers of the Xu family were the richest and most luxurious places in Jinning Town, then this shed supported by tarpaulin and dead branches was the exact opposite.
However, they had anticipated this before they came.
Casting a spell always comes with a corresponding price. If you want one person to die, you naturally have to use another life to fill the gap.
Who would risk their life for another's, unless they were forced into a desperate situation?
The two men and the fox finally stopped beside a particularly shabby shed. This place had no door. A piece of rag was hung on the crossbeam supporting it, which provided some protection from the raging cold at night.
The other end of the curse is here.
The two brothers looked at each other, and Yan Chu took a step forward and lightly tapped on the wooden pillar next to him that supported the house. The sound of his knuckles hitting the wood was not loud, but the slight force from the touch of his fingers caused the whole shed to shake.
The latter was indeed something Yan Chu had not expected. He quickly made a decision and stabilized the shaky shed that was about to collapse at any time.
However, the noise just now was enough to alarm the people inside.
A woman came out after lifting the curtain. She had regular features and looked good, but she was so thin that she looked out of shape. Her eyes were sunken in her sockets, and her look was dull and lifeless. She had a heavy air of death about her.
What’s even more terrifying is that the right half of her face was covered with hideous scars. Although they have healed now, you can still tell how terrifying they looked... If someone else came out in the middle of the night like this, they would probably have screamed “Ghost!” and fled away by now.
But the two people in front of them had seen real evil spirits several times, so they would naturally not be scared by such a scene. However, this time, even Yan Chu, who was usually outspoken, remained silent.
Judging from the direction of the scar on the woman's face, it was clearly caused by her own actions... What else could have happened that could force a woman to destroy her own appearance?
In some ways, the young master of the Xu family is truly of the same bloodline as his deceased father.
The thin clouds were blown away by the wind, and then the moonlight shone down, illuminating the small corner in front of the shed.
After seeing the two people's attire clearly, the woman was stunned for a moment. It was unknown what she was thinking of, and her originally dull eyes suddenly showed some light.
The woman turned aside and bowed. Even though her clothes were ragged, she still looked well-educated. "I am honored to meet you, Second Master Wuchang... Please forgive me and allow me to go back and see the master again."
Chu Lu: "..."
Yan Chu: “…”
After being treated as a god when he went out, he was now treated as a ghost messenger.
In just one night, I traveled all over heaven and hell.
However, even Yan Chu was not in the mood to joke this time. He stopped Chu Lu who was about to explain and motioned for his senior brother to go inside.
After all, we are still outside and there are many people around. If we are seen by others, who knows what kind of noise will happen.
The two men followed the woman into the shed.
The shed was low, and the two people coming in had to lower their heads slightly to avoid hitting the ceiling, and the space inside was also cramped. With two adult men pushing their way in, it seemed like there was no room left to even step.
But the woman didn't care about all this at the moment. She staggered to the straw "bed" in the corner of the shed and grabbed the hand of the unconscious man on it. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she only sobbed silently, as if she had cried too much and couldn't even cry out now.
The silent grief made the two people who followed in silent for a moment.
After the woman finished crying, she turned around and looked at him, "May I ask Second Master Wuchang... how much life is left for my master?... If, if... can my husband and I go with him for a while?"
Although she was trying hard to suppress her emotion, her voice was still choked with sobs.
Chu & Yan: "..."
It’s really hard to say.
The woman looked dazed, but she didn't need the two to answer. She continued to talk to herself, "Yes, yes, I can't... He is a good man... He can't go with a vicious woman like me..."
Having said this, her expression suddenly became ferocious again, and her voice was crazy and sharp, "That old thief named Xu...hahahaha...dead, dead...I'm going to drag him down with me!...hahaha...let's go together..."
It's really crazy...
No chance for anyone to speak...
No, maybe he had gone crazy a long time ago, and just now he looked normal for a rare time.
Chu Yan and the others, who hadn't even had time to ask anything and couldn't even explain the identities of the Black and White Impermanence:...
Fortunately, Director Yan has some experience in this kind of clichés.
After working hard for most of the night, under the deliberate guidance of Director Yan, they finally extracted some useful information from the woman's incoherent narration.
——The shrine on the back mountain of Jinning Town.
That's where the woman learned how to cast the spell.
Before Yan Chu came to look for Chu Lu, he also did a lot of research outside, but he had never heard of a shrine in the back mountain, so it must have been abandoned for a long time. It would take a lot of effort to find a shrine that had been abandoned for who knows how many years in the wilderness without someone who had never been there to lead the way.
But the only person present who had been there...
Director Yan glanced at the crazy-looking woman and sighed silently.
——It’s a blessing to be able to get some clues from them, and it’s simply impossible to ask the other party to help find the way.
…
…………
The faint morning light filtered through the gaps in the curtains, illuminating a couple hugging each other on their straw bed.
Stimulated by the light, the woman's eyelids moved and she woke up first.
She opened her eyes blankly and looked at the dilapidated roof above.
--dream?
She had clearly seen the two Lords of Death last night, but she still had not lived long enough to enter the underworld? But what was the difference between this filthy and messy world and purgatory?
She stared at the beam in a daze, her eyes filled with misery.
It’s better than…
But before she could put those thoughts into action, the person hugging her moved.
The woman suddenly turned around and saw the pair of eyes that she thought would never open again.
She didn't dare to move, for fear that her movements would wake her from the dream.
The man who had just opened his eyes was still a little dazed. His blurred vision saw his wife crying silently, and he subconsciously raised his hand to wipe her tears.
The man opened his mouth to ask what happened, but his throat, which had been silent for too long, only emitted a hoarse sound: "...Third...Mother?"
The woman called "Sanniang" trembled at the voice and finally realized that this was not a dream.
The tears stopped for a moment, but continued to roll down, this time they were tears of joy. She sobbed, "You're finally awake..."
But when her husband's hand reached out, the woman suddenly realized something. She turned her head hastily and raised her hand to cover the horrible half of her face, but the feeling under her hand was smooth.
She was stunned again.
He raised his hand and touched the skin that should have been covered with bumps and scars, but there were no traces.
Meanwhile, the man's memory finally connected to everything that happened before he passed out. He didn't care about his weakness, and nervously half-turned over and grabbed his wife's hand tightly, "How are you?! That old guy surnamed Xu is here again?!"
The woman was stunned and tears flowed, crying and laughing, "No... he is dead... God has mercy on us, that old man is dead..."
Then he continued, "Master Wuchang, it's Master Wuchang... Your soul has been gone for so many days, and Mrs. Luo in the east said that she couldn't call you back. You must have been brought back by the Second Master... Set up a memorial tablet, we have to set up a memorial tablet for the Second Master Wuchang..."
The woman's account was incoherent.
The man hurriedly comforted his emotionally agitated wife, and finally pieced together from the scattered words what had happened during the time he was unconscious, as well as his wife's adventure last night.
He also nodded repeatedly, "Seventh Master and Eighth Master are kind-hearted. We have received such a great favor... We should set up a memorial tablet. As long as we have food to eat, the incense should not be cut off..."
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