Chu Mu's sudden question confused Er Goudan.
With murderous intent looming overhead and threatening him underwater, this particularly handsome boy was still thinking about asking his name.
Although he couldn't understand, Er Gou Dan still answered honestly: "Fan Ji, the Ji of taboo."
His mother said that he was a taboo in the Fan family and was destined to be despised all his life, so she simply gave him a single name, Ji.
Chu Mu felt like he was about to put on a mask of pain.
[I knew it! I knew it! This enemy is always with me wherever I go.]
Chu Mu gnashed his back teeth, and when he looked at Fan Ji again, his eyes were filled with ill intent: "Goudan, I think the name Fan Ji is really unlucky, so why don't you just call yourself Goudan from now on?"
Er Goudan's black face, smeared with something, was momentarily dazed. After a moment, he lowered his head awkwardly: "You can call me whatever you want..."
Fan Ji during this period did not resemble the Lord God at all, and was even more different from the appearance in Chu Mu's eighteen nightmares.
How to say it, Ergoudan at this moment exudes a sense of awkwardness all over his body, which makes it difficult for Chu Mu to dislike him.
"Ah!" Pingniang let out a restrained scream.
Chu Mu came to his senses and found that those stone faces had completely gathered on Ergoudan's head.
One face is stacked on top of another, with countless eyes, noses and mouths densely packed together.
It seems that Mr. Dong is more interested in Fan Ji, who is born with a yin body, than Chu Mu.
The scene was really disgusting, but Chu Mu really wanted to know how Master Dong attacked, so he held himself back for the time being, and stood aside with his sleeves gathered up, watching.
When the faces were so crowded that there was no room for any more, the deck under my feet suddenly felt heavy.
Chu Mu frowned and looked at the place under Ergoudan's feet.
Knock knock knock.
Several human faces appeared on the deck, with their mouths wide open, trying to bite Ergoudan.
The young man did not surrender. He raised his foot and was about to kick hard, but suddenly he seemed to think of something and his movements froze.
Er Goudan rolled on the ground to avoid those wooden faces, and rolled to the edge of the wooden boat, as if preparing to jump into the water.
With a clang, a dagger flashing with cold light fell accurately at the boy's feet.
Chu Mu's cold voice followed closely behind: "Take the knife and stab their eyes."
The young man was very agile. He rolled over and landed right next to the wooden face. He raised his knife and slashed, making a hole with each stroke.
The wooden face, which had been stabbed in the eye, quickly lost all signs of life and froze on the deck with a hideous and painful expression.
“Damn it!!”
The overlapping stone faces above her head spoke at the same time. The voices were so powerful that Pingniang could not stand steadily and collapsed.
Er Goudan was still able to hold on, and his hands did not slow down at all.
There was another layer of wooden panels on the deck, which were so densely packed that they covered almost half of the boat.
Chu Mu frowned, and murderous intent flashed across his face.
With a thought, a long chain flew out from his sleeve.
Chu Mu’s target was not the wooden face on the deck, but the stone face above his head.
The chains pierced the stone face's eyes, and the layers of faces screamed and trembled as they fled, trying to get away from the chains' attack range.
"Don't even think about it." Chu Mu flipped his palm, and the red flames rushed along the chains towards the fixed stone face. In an instant, the top of the rock wall turned into a sea of fire.
“Ahhhhhh—”
The shrill screams echoed in the cave.
Chu Mu glanced at the swollen corpse rising from the water and smiled, "He killed you and enslaved you. Don't you want revenge?"
The corpse was ready to move, greed and resentment revealed on its swollen face.
"I have already seriously injured him. Go, the time for revenge has come."
After saying this, Chu Mu retracted the iron chain and sat down on the edge of the boat with a calm demeanor: "Goudan, let's go."
Without saying a word, the young man took up the oar and started rowing.
He was very strong and the wooden boat was very small. After a few strong pushes, the boat slid away.
Er Goudan glanced behind him and saw that the place where the boat had been parked was now filled with swollen water monsters. They were stacked up like a pyramid, and the one on the top stretched out its sickly white arms to grab a face on the rock.
The shrill screams and sharp roars mixed together, and people with poor concentration would be affected and lose consciousness.
Er Goudan was dazed for only a second before he came to his senses and paddled hard.
Chu Mu supported his chin and looked at the boy's shoulder blades protruding backwards due to the force, and his fingers seemed to unintentionally draw an abstract symbol on the deck.
Er Goudan clearly felt that the boat was moving faster, and he didn't even need to exert much effort for the small wooden boat to move very fast.
It was as if something was pushing the boat under the water.
And this is indeed the case.
Under the water, a pile of strange corpses were pressing against the deck, pushing it towards the cave entrance.
"Ah! Cave entrance!" Pingniang discovered the faint light and shouted in surprise, "Are we going to get out of the cave?"
It's no wonder she had such doubts. The ferry in Zhoujiawu remained where it was, even though the fighting over there was already raging.
Chu Mu sneered, "The other ghosts don't dare to enter the cave because they're afraid of the Cave Master. Now that the Cave Master himself has fallen into a difficult situation, why would he bother protecting them? Besides, is the Cave Master really that kind?"
Chu Mu's smile was meaningful, and the light in his eyes made people feel a chill down their spine.
Pingniang clenched her pants, creating wrinkles.
Chu Mu saw it and whispered: "Ping Niang, Uncle Yun died to save me, do you hate me?"
Pingniang was stunned, as if she had never thought about this question before.
After a long pause, he stammered, "If I have to hate someone, I should hate those weirdos. How can I blame you?"
Chu Mu stared at her for a while, and sighed almost inaudibly: "Whether you hate me or not, I will escort you to Taiping Town."
Pingniang is not a cunning person, and almost everything she thinks is shown directly on her face.
Before Chu Mu did not take action, Pingniang really took care of him like her own junior.
After Chu Mu burned Master Dong, Pingniang's attitude changed a little.
Chu Mu could guess what she was thinking.
She was simply complaining that he had such great skills, but why did he let her man risk his life to save her.
Chu Mu couldn't explain this matter, and he didn't want to make excuses for himself.
This journey of reversal in the era of the old gods is long and dangerous, so it is better for ordinary people to have nothing to do with it.
Of course, Fan Ji is different.
Chu Muyou looked at the young man who was still rowing.
At the same time, the gods in the temple were also looking at Chu Mu in the water mirror.
The prophetic god with a third golden eye on his forehead said pointedly: "Something seems to be wrong with our Si Zheng Shen."
"I'll go ask him." The fiery red-haired god of death disappeared from the temple in a flash of thought.
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