No need to speak

before, and a lifetime for an emperor is just a blink of an eye. With this blood curse, no matter how many times you reincarnate, you'll still be you, nothing will change.” Meng Shu pouted and said, “...Yun Fan's master seems to be around the same age as my junior brother, about twenty-seven. Such a powerful head of the Mu family is so young

I thought "Master" always referred to a serious middle-aged man.

He smiled and nodded, shouting to the back: "You two, take this woman back for me first."

"Yes." The two men in short-sleeved Chinese shirts moved the woman behind them.

The two men, one thin and the other appearing to be around fifty years old with a neatly combed side part, no telling how much hair gel he used.

They bound the woman's hands with clear tape and covered her mouth. If you weren't paying close attention, you wouldn't be able to tell.

Then they would wrap the woman in a coat and carry her on their backs, with one person supporting her, looking like they were taking someone sick to the hospital.

Yun Fan's master instructed, "This woman is dangerous. She must be secretly delivered and her whereabouts cannot be exposed. Be clever about it, understand"

That lecherous old man let out a sly chuckle: "Boss, our greatest advantage is our resourcefulness."

"Cut the crap, get to work!"

I watched as they took the woman away, and hesitantly asked, “Master, what did you just say”

Yun Fan's master laughed heartily and pointed towards the kitchen. "Miss, you cook like there's a world war going on! Your style is exactly the same as my family's Miss..."

"I'm bewildered: 'I thought you were praising me!'"

"Hmm Just teasing you." He chuckled and loosened his tie, flopping onto the sofa: "Exhausted, exhausted. Little Yin Luo, brew a pot of tea first."

I'm speechless. Is this master uncle familiar with everyone he meets

But they're elders! What can I do Just resign myself to making tea!

After brewing the tea and preparing the fruit, I couldn't help but pout with grievance. Honestly, I finished preparing the fruit platter and putting out the small forks, then raised my eyes to look at Master Yun Fan, waiting for further instructions.

Yun Fan, the master, chuckled at Mu Wan Chen and said, "This girl is better than Xiao Qiao with her hands, but she's also a good girl... Alright, hurry up and cook, Xiao Yin Luo. I'm swamped, haven't even had lunch."

I scratched my head, this Master Yun Fan had an inexplicable aura of dominance about him. He wasn't at all fierce, but his words made people instinctively want to obey.

I got up and went back to the kitchen to continue working, Yun Fan's master said softly, "So good."

"What's up You're both spoiled and tough on the outside." Mu Wanchen poked through with a frown.

"Oh, come on! Every beautiful young lady has a bit of a temper. You think Xiao Qiao doesn't have one She even dared to withhold food from me! But after getting married, all her little quirks are directed towards her husband... more like she gets away with it only because he loves her! Just be grateful that you found someone who can help you raise the venomous female insects. If it was an ugly and shrewish tomboy, would you even dare to choose her Even if you closed your eyes, you wouldn't be able to get past your own psychological hurdle!"

Uncle Yun Fan spoke at a rapid pace, but every word was clear and pierced straight to the heart.

Mu Wanchen hummed softly, without speaking.

You're right, I should be the one losing my temper. Why am I being so cautious

Because I'm afraid Mu Wanchen will really use witchcraft to control me Like the driver, he became foolish and insane, abandoned his family and wealth, and wasn't even afraid of death.

They chatted for a few moments in the living room before getting down to business.

That broken hand reaching out from the black hole became the center of discussion, Master Yunfan worried that it was a demon breaking through the boundary.

"You don't know, behind the perilous Mount Netherworld, they have been devouring each other to a point of destruction. At this moment, when it arrives, the boundary between yin and yang, the boundary between gods and demons will momentarily merge, fleetingly."

He jabbed a piece of apple and said slowly, “At this time, the underworld will be on high alert. It is said that there have occasionally been demons breaking through the boundary in the past, all of whom were swept clean by my brother-in-law. But since you appeared here with a breach point, you have to be careful.”

He tilted his head, his brow furrowing slightly. "Based on our past experience dealing with the corpse demons, these chaotic entities find it difficult to cross over from that side. However, extending a hand or a tongue is common."

Mu Wanchen replied faintly, "That's not an ordinary demon."

"Huh"

"He has a relic of the Shaman tribe in his possession, belonging to a Great Shaman King who disappeared a thousand years ago. He was unable to ascend to immortality and instead fell into the demonic path, but his divine consciousness remains. It's clear he wants Yin Luo..." Mu Wanchen's face was grave.

"...Female Gu" Yun Fan's master was stunned, almost thinking of this question at the same moment.

Mu Wanchen nodded.

Yun Fan, his master, was biting into half an apple while frowning and asking, "What does he want That immortal monster who's lived for a thousand years. Could he think that his kidneys are still healthy, that he can still be invincible with his spear, and capture young girls to raise his king of insects with"

I almost cut my hand while chopping potatoes.

"Perhaps it was obsession, perhaps ulterior motives, no one knows what he's thinking" Mu Wanchen replied calmly.

"You...also have a way to refine corpses, how can you remain uncorrupted for a thousand years" Yun Fan's master asked in a low voice.

"There are corpse worms, there are centipede spirits, there are many methods, but I don't know how he tried." Mu Wanchen said in a deep voice.

Master Yun Fan's hand holding the small fork, half an apple suddenly "whoosh" was snatched away. He was startled: "Mu Wanchen, is there a ghost in this house"

"...Guiling."

"Yikes!" he quickly dropped his fork, "Is it poisoned"

"Have you ever seen a non-poisonous gu The difference is just whether it's fatal or not."

"Gosh, you should have said so earlier! Little Yin Luo, quickly feed your pet! It's starving and ready to fight over food!" He yelled at me.

I...

It's none of my business! But this master called me so naturally, opening his mouth and asking. I didn't even know how to retort.

Only when I was having a meal did I realize that this house belonged to Master Yunfan. He has several residences in this city. Could he be the kind of person the legend describes, someone so wealthy they have countless property deeds and can't even remember them all

He chose places that shared one characteristic—being secluded yet accessible.

"Xiao Yinluo, do you live here too" Master Yunfan asked.

I shook my head. Kidding Move in with a man I'd rather eat durian.

Yun Fan's master frowned, "I know your situation. Your father is a traditional old scholar. He even wears long robes and gowns, and everyone in your sect seems like a jade-like gentleman... hey, what about your eldest brother I remember his name was Jun Zi Yi, that name is too awesome."

"My elder brother and sister went to Hong Kong. My father went to Hong Kong and we haven't heard from him for a long time. I'm afraid he ran into some troublesome clients. They went to pick him up." I answered honestly.

Yun Fan's master frowned and said, "Things have been uneasy in the south recently. We're dealing with an overseas organization, damn it, this organization has all sorts of people, ghosts included, and there are quite a few sorcerers. It seems like anyone related to our Mu family will be implicated. You better not get too close to Mu Wanchen—" will feel guilty and seek solace through chanting sutras or performing rituals. This can help them find peace of mind, harbor hope, alleviate guilt, and lessen karmic burdens.Jiang Qiyun once said: H...