There was a hint of gloating on Chi Xiusi's face, which made Chu Mu's hands itchy.
The ten thousand year old ghost did not provoke Chu Mu's consciousness at all, and continued to add fuel to the fire slowly: "If you ask me, you shouldn't care about them. Without these burdens, it would be easy for you to get out, right?"
That is true.
To break the ghost domain of Miao Meng Thirteen Caves, we must find its core area, which is similar to the center of the formation; and we must also liberate all the wronged souls who died in Miao Meng Thirteen Caves.
Otherwise, even if this ghost domain is broken, the wronged souls will still run around everywhere and a new one will be created.
But if it was just Chu Mu himself, he could leave quietly and even the ghost realm wouldn't notice.
Chu Mu felt even more upset when he thought about the main reason he decided to contact the Metaphysics Society, which was to avoid Chi Xiusi.
"Shut up." Chu Muding glared at him fiercely, but in Chi Xiusi's eyes, he looked like a cat about to stretch out its claws.
At this time, in the live broadcast room, several carefree Zhongzhou netizens began to post comments:
[What's going on? Is this Chu Mu a charlatan?]
[But Chi Gou—no, I mean Mr. Chi—said Chu Mu could get out on his own.]
【Save face, right?】
[Who are our main forces? No one from the official side has come out to say.]
[It can't be this Chu Mu anyway.]
[Why is such an important task entrusted to a group of actors? ]
[No, no, I've been following this show. Chu Mulu's actions a few times before, we all thought they were special effects. If they were real... then is he the one?]
[But that person just now said he was a charlatan and would run away if he saw a ghost.]
[Nonsense, if you encounter a ghost, don't run away, are you waiting to be killed by it? ]
[I have a say in this as well. In the stilt house, it was the female host who told them to run away.]
The barrage gradually became lively.
Even if people still cannot accept this suddenly mysterious world, life must go on.
Those who are alive must always find a way to continue living.
More and more people joined the discussion, and the most controversial issue was the strength of the action team.
However, no matter how everyone discussed it, few believed that Chu Mu would be the key figure in this situation.
Inside the ghost zone, everyone in the action team was hesitating whether to wash off the makeup on their faces.
"Let me start by saying this: I'm afraid of death," someone raised their hand. "I didn't feel it was dangerous at all when I joined the operation this time. Besides, the attention was so tempting, so I thought I might as well give it a try. Who knows, maybe the bicycle could turn into a motorcycle? We've all seen the situation now. To be honest, Xiao Chu, I don't really believe you."
This person speaks frankly, but he is not annoying.
Chu Mu is too young and his face is too deceptive. He was just a trainee who wanted to enter the entertainment industry. If you say that he can take on the responsibility of saving the country, few people would believe it.
Seeing that Chu Mu was not angry, the straightforward white man continued: "I think that we have at least seen a few masters in the village ahead, but we haven't even seen the Second Lord here. It's definitely not a good idea to jump to conclusions. What if we are wrong?"
Chu Mu raised his eyebrows: "So, you want me to invite the Second Cave Lord out? Make him admit in person that there are no so-called rules?"
"That's not what I meant," the man scratched his face, and the falling white ash brought a faint fragrance, "This is simply impossible—"
"Okay," Chu Mu said surprisingly, "I will find the Second Cave Lord and let him tell you the truth."
Amidst the stunned expressions of the crowd, Chu Mu dropped another bombshell:
"Besides the fictitious rules, there's also the Miao Meng Thirteen Caves. There's no one or two masters in the Thirteen Caves. The entire Ghost Realm has only had one master from the beginning."
On the barrage:
Why am I getting more and more confused the more I listen? Miao Meng's Thirteen Caves, literally, means there are thirteen cave masters, right?
Chu Mu said that all the cave masters are the same ghost, and it deliberately created this illusion to confuse everyone.
【…What a stupid analysis.】
[This pretty boy loves to brag.]
[Big brother, you must be new here. We are old viewers of this show. We all call him King Zhuang of Chu. He loves to show off.]
【Wait for him to slap you in the face.】
[Alas, what a waste of such a beautiful appearance.]
As soon as Chu Mu finished speaking, he walked out without paying any attention to the dumbfounded crowd.
The members of the action team followed him out, half curious and half with vague expectations.
Chu Mu produced a strange bone compass like a magic trick, and walked around the courtyard muttering to himself.
When the compass appeared on the live broadcast screen, the old man sitting outside the ghost domain immediately opened his eyes wide: "Corpse Ancestor Gua Pan!"
The yellow-clothed child asked in confusion, "What is the Corpse Ancestor Gua Plate?"
The old man's excitement was fleeting, and now he had calmed down: "An evil thing is also a treasure."
The evil in forging method is its value in its ability to capture evil spirits.
No matter how vast and formless the illusion is, the Corpse Ancestor Gua Pan can always catch the ghost hidden behind it from among the pile of hypocrisy.
There were also experts in the action team who were familiar with the Corpse Ancestor Gua Plate. They exclaimed one after another, and their eyes looked at Chu Mu with a bit more complexity.
Most of them thought he was a sorcerer with evil intentions.
Chu Mu didn't care at all.
A cloud of gloom gathered in front of Chi Xiusi's brow.
He didn't smell the unique fragrance of mountain god meat in this yard, but was it really safe?
The tall and gloomy man avoided the crowd and quickly pressed the hand seal on his chest.
A glimmer of light was hidden in his palm.
Chi Yusi clenched his fist and walked naturally to Chu Mu, who was holding the bone plate, and gently patted his shoulder: "Do you need my help?"
Chu Mu, whose spell was interrupted, glared at him unceremoniously and said, "Get out of the way."
Chi Xiusi withdrew his hand angrily: "Then you better be careful."
“…” Chu Mu’s gaze swept over Chi Xiusi for several rounds.
He had a bad feeling, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
Chi Xiusi retreated back to the crowd. Only in his field of vision, the three fires on Chu Mu's shoulders and head had been enveloped by flowing white light.
This is the protective divine light from the ten-thousand-year-old ghost god. It was rejected by Chu Mu once before, and now it was sent into Chu Mu's soul fire by Chi Ruisi in an unnoticeable way.
Chu Mu seemed to realize something and was about to check again when the pelvis in his hand suddenly began to spin wildly.
The bone hammer in the middle of the pelvis swung as if out of control, and after a while it finally pointed to a place - the dry well in the backyard.
"Hidden in here?" Chu Mu stepped on the edge of the well, turned over and jumped down nimbly.
Chi Xiusi also wanted to jump, but his legs felt weak.
"..." Ah Zhong stepped forward and said, "Master, let me help you down."
After the master and the servant entered the dry well, they walked along the winding well path for a few minutes. Finally, Chu Mu's figure appeared in front of them.
"Xiao Chu——"
Chi Xiusi's voice was stuck in his throat.
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