"Bah!" The brothers of Qizhenmen hated evil and hated thieves who used underhanded tricks the most, so they rushed up in a swarm.
Chu Mu didn't believe that Huaihua Town became rich simply by selling Huaihua wine.
Look at what these villagers know, poisonous insects, hidden weapons, and even sinister magic tools, and there is a strange human-shaped nest.
However, with Chu Mu watching closely, he saw through their tricks before they could make a move.
Only when all the evil people were tied up together did they truly feel afraid.
"Good man, good man, spare our lives. We are also trying to save our lives, so we have no choice—"
"You want to live, and so do others."
Chu Mu didn't want to watch them acting with snot and tears in their eyes anymore, so he just clapped a silence talisman at each of them.
Afterwards, he ordered his men to dig out all the treasures hidden in the big cellar in Huaihua Town.
Shunzi was stunned: "My goodness, this can be compared with the big landlords in our place, right?"
"After all, we robbed and killed a lot of passers-by." Chu Mu asked people to load all the things into the car, "You go first, I'll leave something here."
The guys from Qizhenmen had some blind admiration for Chu Mu. If Master Chu asked them to leave, it must be for their own good.
A group of people, carrying several carts of treasures, staggered out of the town first.
Only after Chu Mu and the others had all left did he set up a huge Yin-summoning formation on the ground.
"I usually use this thing to summon ghosts," Chu Mu bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood from his fingertip into the center of the formation. "However, ghosts and spirits are inseparable, so I should be able to summon them too, right?"
From time to time, a cold wind blows and the sky and the earth change color.
Dark clouds rolled in, covering the sky and the sun, surrounding the entire Huaihua Town.
Chu Mu, who had already walked out of the town gate, turned back to look at the bloody light in the clouds:
"Looks like we've called in a big fella this time—Hey, Sect Leader Fan, aren't you afraid I'll let Gui get away if I get out of control? And you're still covering for me?"
"You're thorough," Fan Ji said, admiring Chu Mu the more he looked at her. "That drop of blood from your fingertip will turn the monster you summoned into ashes after completing its mission. Why should I worry?"
“…boring.” Chu Mu turned his face away.
"I have something interesting to say," Fan Ji said with a smile that made him want a beating. "Isn't that kid you picked up your son?"
Chu Mu was puzzled: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"But he looks like you—almost exactly."
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