The Fan family members seemed to have heard a funny joke and shook their heads and laughed.
"Young man from the Chu family, I don't know which sect of the Origami Dao you belong to, but I happen to know someone from the Yin Paper Sect. They don't look like they're out to save people."
Chu Mu thought, I don’t know anything about origami, so who knows what they are thinking.
However, he looked serious and didn't seem to be guilty at all.
"If we do not share the same ideals, we cannot work together."
Chu Mu's ambiguous words caused a storm in the hearts of the Fan family.
What Chu Mu meant was that the origami school had split up and was now going its own way.
Not long ago, the Fan family's merchants brought back an incredible piece of news, saying that several of Zhuhua's great masters of seclusion had re-entered the world and were heading south along the Songhua River. Several teams had already approached the heartland of Zhuhua.
Since the outbreak of the strange chaos, talented people in Zhuhua have taken some actions, either to protect themselves or to protect others.
The Fan family is the one that waits and sees what happens.
After the chaos, the Fan family's business became more prosperous, especially Taiping Town, which became a bastion of wealth.
The elders of the Fan family were unwilling to give up their current wealth and glory to wade into the muddy waters of saving the world.
The Third Master's eyes were filled with disdain: "You youngsters, just because you know a few strange and ingenious techniques, you think you can save the world? Don't you know that God's will is beyond human control?"
"I am humble, with nothing but a tough body." Chu Mu's eyes darkened. "Even though I am a small ant, I still have the will to shake the tree. Mr. Fan is old and has many concerns. I understand."
To put it another way, this sentence means: You are an old coward.
The people from the Fan family who came today were all quite old, and they all felt that Chu Mu was pointing at their noses and scolding them.
"You rabbit—"
"Shh." Chu Mu pointed at his lips at the person who was speaking.
The guy who spoke rudely before had his lips swollen and swollen from being pricked by the ghost needles. He looked both miserable and funny.
The lessons of the past were right beside them, and even the arrogant Fan family had to swallow their anger.
"It was the second brother's fault to use the corpse puppet poison."
Mr. Fan knew that there was no way to resolve the situation today, so he frowned.
"But since you are so powerful, Master Chu, what can a mere poisonous insect do to you? Second Brother is still an elder of the Fan family after all. If you do something too ruthless, aren't you afraid that Fan Ji will be criticized?"
Chu Mu chuckled: "Aji is my disciple, what does he have to do with your Fan family?"
Mr. Fan was silent for a moment: "Young man, you are going to do something extreme."
“Humph,” Chu Mu waved his sleeves heavily, “Before he attacked me, did he ever think about whether I could deal with that corpse puppet Gu?
I have always been a vindictive person, so let's see if the second master of the Fan family, who has turned into a corpse, can still act arrogantly."
Seeing the determination in Chu Mu's eyes, Mr. Fan knocked the bamboo stick in his hand three times in a row: "Then I wish you good luck."
…
Not long after Mr. Fan left, Fan Ji came back with two pieces of meat that were both fat and lean.
"Master, can we eat dumplings today?"
The young man's head had unknowingly reached Chu Mu's neck in just over half a month.
Chu Mu patted his head again: "Okay, I'll make you some cabbage and meat stuffing."
Fan Ji returned to his room contentedly, saying that he was going to practice his lessons.
After he stepped into the room, he first carefully locked the doors and windows, and then took out a Buddhist bead bracelet from his inner clothes.
The bracelet emitted a faint glow. He touched each bead one by one and slowly fell into memories.
That day on the Zhoujiawu shipwreck, Fan Ji unleashed an astonishing attack power.
He eliminated the monster on the ship in one fell swoop, and when he was tidying up the things in the cabin, the string of Buddhist beads lay quietly in the wooden box at the bottom.
Fan Ji seemed to be able to hear the other party's call and found it accurately from a pile of boxes.
From then on, he began to dream every night.
Those dreams were bizarre, yet frighteningly real.
In the dream, he was an unforgivable evil ghost who hurt Chu Mu again and again.
Fan Ji woke up from nightmares several times and couldn't sleep all night.
He did not tell Chu Mu about picking up the Buddhist beads bracelet, but hid it secretly.
This is an instinctive intuition.
"What on earth are you?" Fan Ji touched the glowing light on the Buddhist beads. "Are you from the future or the past? If you can understand, please tell me the answer tonight."
…
When Fan Ji was growing, almost all the dumplings Chu Mu made went into his stomach.
As a result, he ate too much and insisted that Chu Mu go for a walk in the town.
Taiping Town has a curfew, and Chu Mu has never gone out at night.
He also wanted to see the difference between Taiping Town at night and during the day, so he agreed.
As a result, when he went out, he really discovered something unusual.
The place they chose for their walk was the intersection where the Fan family building was located.
The streets were empty at night, but Chu Mu saw a series of upright figures standing in a circle around the Fan family building.
Those figures were light and thin, like pieces of peeled human skin.
There were only blank spaces where his facial features should be, and his mouth was wide open in terror.
Fan Ji frowned: "What are these things?"
"Human skin stake," Chu Mu's eyes turned cold, "a very evil magic."
The Fan family claims to be the guardian of Taiping Town, but it turns out to be filled with corpse puppets and human skin stakes, and is evil everywhere.
{Mumu, I sense the presence of the temple. It's inside the Fan family.}
Chu Muyining: [Has the Fan family already been linked to the Old Temple?]
{No, if it was the Old God himself, I wouldn't dare to speak. I only sense a hint of the aura coming from the temple.}
Chu Mu breathed a sigh of relief.
If the Old God has already hooked up with the Fan family now, then his plan to help Fan Ji take down the Fan family will be ruined.
"Do you want to go in and take a look?" Fan Ji stared at the twisted and shaking human skin stakes, feeling a little eager to move.
Chu Mu shook his head: "These human skin stakes are the Fan family's spies. If you get close, you will be discovered by them."
A trace of unwillingness appeared on Fan Ji's face, which had not yet completely shed its childishness.
It was just discovered by Chu Mu.
"Just wait patiently, I will let you go back with a clear conscience."
Fan Ji shook his head gently: "I don't like the Fan family. I want to be with Master."
Chu Mu thought he was just throwing a tantrum: "Be good, when you become the head of the Fan family, I will follow you and enjoy the best of everything."
Where Chu Mu couldn't see, Fan Ji was clenching his fists tightly.
He wants to become stronger.
He wants to grow up.
So strong that the master no longer treats him as a child.
Tall enough to hold the master in his arms.
——Just like him in that dream.
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