1158 Day as a Teacher

, and in front of the mountain, there was a storm of thunder and lightning, obscured by the haze, making it impossible to see the situation.But I know Mu Wanchen is there.Cuoqiu stood like a hill guar...Master's question left me speechless.

"I don't know either..." I looked at the ball of light in my hand gradually fading, about to reveal the true face of the female Gu!

I'm a bit nervous, but the glow just won't fade. Master pondered for a moment and then said to Mu Wanchen, "Get me a box of clean water."

Mu Wanchen frowned slightly and nodded. Someone immediately ran to the camp and packed half a box of water into a lunchbox.

As soon as the water box was brought in, the glow immediately dissolved into it.

"Master, do you know what this is" I wiped the water droplets from my face, feeling inexplicably thirsty.

The air felt heavy and stagnant, like the seashore on a sweltering summer day, thick with humid heat.

"Master, you've never seen this before"

"I haven't seen it yet, I was just swallowed by it, and then I saw Hu Zhu's phantom, Hu Zhu told me—" I glanced at Mu Wanchen beside me.

"What are you letting me do" he whispered.

I ran to Mu Wanchen's side. He reached out and put his arms around my back. I whispered, "……He told me to open the door. He said that a witch's bracelet was here with me, and he also said that when we were at our wit's end, the gate of yin and yang life and death would be our turning point."

Well, I wrote down the important things, but Mu Wanchen doesn't understand what these words mean.

In the old monster's generation, he definitely concealed a lot of secrets and didn't pass them on to the next Shaman King.

Master, standing beside us, listened to our conversation. He reached out and took the food box, saying in a low voice, "…The gods have no merit, the saints have no name, how many things are hidden here…"

His tone was tinged with amazement, as if he were harboring a hint of shock.

After the lunchbox was handed to him, the light dimmed considerably.

Gradually, all the light disappeared. The damp and heavy air around also gradually dissipated, and a cold wind blew again. Black mist at the edge of the charred forest began to spread once more.

And in the lunchbox, there was something very small, very tiny moving about.

It's so small I can barely see it.

"Master, what about this black fog It can transform into human shapes to absorb life energy. There are helicopters from the military outside, and soldiers in the distance have started searching the mountains. They'll be here soon..." I didn't have time to study the small object in the lunchbox, so I quickly reported the situation outside.

Also, I was on and off the phone with my junior wife just now. She asked me to remind you of something, but I didn't hear the important part because the signal kept dropping...

Master looked up, a hint of confusion in his eyes. "Reminder" he asked.

"Yeah, she just said to remind you—and then hung up. Or maybe you should go back and ask what it was about Perhaps the junior mistress has something urgent."

"No need," she said, "It's probably nothing serious." My master handed the box to me lightly: "Go now."

Um, uh

Give up

This statement took me aback.

Master is indeed a lofty deity, even his words carry the air of superiority inherent in one of high standing.

Mu Wanchen pulled me along and brought me to the camp. It was heavily guarded, with layers of defenses and wind chimes adorned with various talismans.

"Master has set up an array to organize a black mist attack from the forest side, but it's impossible on the river side. The river can't be blocked; if we block it, it will flood the upstream area. So this camp doesn't know how much longer it can hold." Mu Wanchen looked at me seriously.

"Then where do we retreat to" I asked, puzzled. "Wan Chen, just tell me what you need! Should I take these women and children to Jishi Mountain Or somewhere even farther"

Mu Wanchen lowered his head and looked at me, the warm firelight casting a shadow on his eyelashes. I was dazed and felt that his gaze was deeper than usual.

"I really want to be straight with you, but I'm afraid you won't listen," he said softly.

"...What do you want me to hear" I had a bad feeling about this.

"The master appeared here alone, without any attendants. I think he also felt the seriousness of the situation... The Gu spirit I brought you just now was enormous, covering the sky and the moon, and it could even become bigger—"

"That's it" I tried my best to widen my eyes and look at the lunchbox, but what was inside was so tiny it was indescribable.

How to describe it... maybe just a little bit bigger than an ant, with a round head and a small tail. You can't even see it if you don't look closely!

"What kind of spirit gu is this… This is what a female gu looks like It’s also highly poisonous"

"Master just said 'Gods have no merit, saints have no fame'… Do you understand what that means" Mu Wanchen gently stroked my hair and helped me take off my dripping wet clothes.

"What do you mean by 'face' I understand... Are you saying that gods and saints don't care about fame and fortune"

Mu Wanchen nodded. "That's right... A spiritual cultivator who transcends the mundane wouldn't care about fame and achievements, and a person whose moral cultivation is perfected to the highest degree wouldn't care about wealth and status. These two statements seem to be lamenting the ancestors of the Witch Clan... The things they left behind are hidden in the most inconspicuous ways."

"Such as this female Gu" I asked, frowning.

"From... the way Master reacted, I think this should be a... Kun."

What about Kun

I shook my head repeatedly: "Mu Wanchen, don't lie to me. This thing, tadpoles are ten times, a hundred times bigger than it, let alone a fish"

Do you think this is a cliche mobile game ad

The game starts with a single kun (a mythical creature), and it evolves entirely by swallowing things.

This thing is smaller than an ant, and you need a magnifying glass to see what it looks like.

Still a Kun

In the North Sea, there are fish, their number unknown for thousands of miles. The size of a Kun... how could it possibly fit in one box

Seeing my disbelief, Mu Wanchen didn't get angry. He patiently explained: "Back in the old monster's time, many secrets were deliberately withheld by him. The next generation of Witch King didn't inherit them, so what I know is even less."

"There were rumors before that the female gu was raised by the male gu, but in fact, it's a symbiotic relationship. What the female gu needs is the host of the male gu—which is to say, the spiritual power of the shaman king."

"After our marriage, you often felt that you heard and saw things, all due to the growth of your spiritual energy."

“Before, because there wasn't a suitable host, the female Gu didn’t recognize those women, so this connection couldn’t be established. Now that things are urgent, the female Gu has to appear. Perhaps this was a backup plan arranged long ago—”

My heart pounded: "What escape route"

"Tomb."

Behind the gate of the tomb lies the boundary between life and death. Could it be that the entire tribe is to enter the tomb

What is the difference between this and funerary practices

My terror was evident, and Mu Wanchen let out a soft sigh before smiling. "The unknown is the most frightening thing," he said. "I can't take you on a risk...give me the bracelet."

I immediately hid my wrist behind my back and shook my head. "You can't take back what you gave me,"

"...Borrowing."

"No loan!"

"...."

"I won't lend it! You need to use the chain and seal to open the tomb, and you already gave me both of those things. They belong to me now! If you need them, I can go with you." I answered without hesitation.

Mu Wanchen pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Alright, let's go back and get the seal."

I nodded and carefully cradled the food box, thinking about taking a glass jar to store it in as soon as I got home.

But I ignored it.

In the flickering flames, Mu Wanchen's eyes flashed with a fleeting melancholy.

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