As soon as the Fan family left the escort agency, they stopped pretending.
"Bah! That Rabbit Lord is just a piece of shit, and he dares to show his disdain to us?"
"Isn't it just a butt seller? What's so proud about it?"
"Second Master, what kind of poison did you put in the gold?"
The one known as the Second Master was the old man with the golden rings on his hands. He had a sinister expression, a cold smile hidden in his eyes: "Corpse Puppet Gu."
The man who asked the question was stunned: "I've been infected with the Corpse Puppet Gu, there's no cure. Will the old man be angry?"
"Hmph," Second Master sneered, "He's just an abandoned grandson. The Fan family has long since considered him dead."
The old man asked him to test Fan Ji's ability. If the other party could see through his Gu, he would be qualified to return to the Fan family.
No matter how unpopular Fan Ji was, he was still a direct descendant of the Fan family, unlike the Second Master's lineage, which was merely a side branch of the Fan family.
Among the young people in the Fan family, the second master's grandson is the most talented and the one most likely to become the future head of the family.
How could he possibly let Fan Ji, a potential danger, go back?
Therefore, this move was the deadly corpse puppet Gu.
"Those thirty gold coins are my alms to him for his life."
People who are infected by the corpse puppet Gu will quickly turn into a corpse. In just one night, they will be covered with corpse spots, lose their minds, and bite anyone they see.
The second master thought that after a good sleep, he would hear the news that Chu Mufan Ji had turned into an evil ghost, and then he could kill them in the name of exorcising demons and eliminate the harm to the people.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out of the room, the concubine who came to serve him screamed and ran away.
The second master frowned and was about to scold the other party when the maid behind the concubine also screamed.
He was yelling, "Ghost! The master has turned into a ghost!"
The Second Master's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly raised his arm to take a look—
"this……"
The nails on his withered hands were so long that they curled like hooks, and the backs of his hands were covered with corpse spots.
“No——” The second master quickly rolled up his sleeves. Almost all the exposed skin was covered with corpse spots of varying sizes.
"Corpse puppet Gu!" The second master muttered, bent down and wanted to send his concubine to call for help.
The woman thought the ghost master wanted to eat people, so she screamed and begged for mercy: "Master, don't eat me!"
eat--
The second master's throat rolled slowly.
"eat--"
“Ahhhh!!”
The screams echoed throughout the backyard.
The same scene happened one after another in many places in the Fan family building.
The incident was serious and soon alarmed the old man of the Fan family.
"What's going on?" The old man looked at the Second Master and the others who were bound by heavy chains. "Why are they all infected with the Corpse Puppet Gu?"
"Reporting to the Master, the Second Master and his men went to the Simu Escort Agency yesterday, and things started to go wrong after they came back."
"Simu Escort Agency..." The old man of the Fan family suddenly opened his half-closed eyes, "Was it that little loser who did it?"
There wasn't much anger in his expression, but rather a hint of excitement.
"Brother," Third Master said deliberately, "Corpse Puppet Gu are extremely valuable and rare. Second Brother only has two. Even if he put all of them in that box of gold, it wouldn't be enough for the other party to return."
Seven of them passed by, and all seven were poisoned.
Two Gu are definitely not enough to share.
Old Master Fan touched the bamboo stick in his hand and said, "I don't know how he did it, but if you say this has nothing to do with him, then you are deceiving yourself."
These words made the Third Master shut up.
"Let's go," Mr. Fan stood up, "Let's go meet him."
…
At this time in the Simu Escort Agency, Chu Mu was instructing the former bandits to put the newly purchased red sandalwood carved dragon pattern treasure cabinet in the room, and he also replaced all the chairs in the front hall.
When the old man of the Fan family arrived, Chu Mu had already drunk the freshly brewed tea.
"I hope you are well," Chu Mu said, pointing to the guest seats in the hall, "Please sit down."
As the local tyrant of Taiping Town, the Fan family was humiliated in their own territory, and their faces were all black and blue.
Old Master Fan patiently looked around the hall: "Where's Fan Ji?"
Chu Mu smiled and gave a completely unexpected answer: "Oh, I went to buy groceries."
"Buy groceries?" Old Master Fan's voice suddenly rose. "You asked him to buy groceries?"
Chu Mu took a sip of tea and said, "Is there anything strange about that? Others can buy it, but he can't?"
Chu Mu paused deliberately, and before the other party could say anything else, he said:
"Huh? That's strange. Didn't your Fan family let him fend for himself a long time ago? Why are you showing concern now?"
The old man's face turned even uglier when he asked: "This is our Fan family's internal affairs, and has nothing to do with an outsider like you."
"That's such a shame," Chu Mu said without giving in. "Aji is my disciple. If I don't take care of his affairs, who will?"
"What?" The person behind Old Master Fan shouted first, "You want the younger generation of the Fan family to recognize you as their master? What gives you the right? Is it because you sell your ass? You..."
This guy actually had many more unpleasant things to say but hadn't had time to say them. It wasn't that he didn't want to say them, but his mouth seemed to have been sewn shut with needle and thread, and he couldn't open it at all.
He tried to open his lips, but the pain of being pierced made his face turn pale as soon as he moved.
Old Master Fan quickly realized something was wrong: "Ghost Needle Seal! You are an insider!"
There was a hint of vigilance in his eyes when he looked at Chu Mu.
Chu Mu put down his teacup and smiled. "That's right, so I'm returning the poison your brother put in the gold yesterday, double the amount."
"Impossible! He only has two Gu, and one is still in his hand. That means he only infected one. How could he have infected seven people at the same time?"
"It's very simple," Chu Mu glanced at his third uncle, and with a flick of his finger, he produced a stack of yellow paper. He then deftly folded it a few times, and soon he had folded out a variety of Gu insects. "Look, Corpse Puppet Gu, Lover Gu, and Wealth Loss Gu... Which one do you want?"
Mr. Fan's expression changed completely: "You are a disciple of the Origami Dao."
Chu Mu heard from Lao Ba that among the powerful people of Zhuhua who fought back against the old gods, there were many masters of strange and ingenious arts, and origami was one of them.
Chu Mu had never thought of impersonating anyone, but now that the other party thought so, he was too lazy to refute.
The Fan family took his silence as consent.
"So it's a younger generation of the same sect," said Old Master Fan, his expression softening slightly. "I wonder why the Origami Dao suddenly came down the mountain from the Far North?"
At this time, the Fan family had not yet become the minions of the old gods, nor had they yet opposed the Origami Sect, so their attitude was still quite polite.
Chu Mu looked at the old man from the Fan family: "Save the world."
In the past few days, some old memories began to emerge in his mind from time to time, and one of the sonorous words lingered in his ears:
"The world is about to fall. We must save ourselves and others. If the destruction of the world is God's will, then we will go against God!"
Chu Mu couldn't see the face of the person who was speaking.
But he recognized the voice—
It’s Fan Ji.
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