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Chapter 401 I Have a Pair of Yin-Yang Eyes (1)

Mu Zhao turned around with a smile, made an inviting gesture to Mo Ci, and then took the lead to walk out, meaning that he wanted to go out for a walk.

Mo Ci looked at him, hesitated for just a breath, then stood up and followed him.

"You came here, probably to express your gratitude as a pretext. Your main purpose is the last one, right?"

Mo Ci nodded, his eyes fell on Mu Zhao's feet, and then he looked up at the sky.

The sunlight at this time was not very warm, but it was definitely not absent. However, there was no shadow under Mu Zhao's feet.

He also noticed Mo Ci's gaze, but he didn't try to avoid it. Instead, he smiled.

"Your eyes have become yin-yang eyes now, so you should be able to see that I don't have a protective spirit like Mu Ding and the others behind me."

"Well, are you a human? Or a ghost?"

"Ha~" Mu Zhao chuckled.

"Of course it's a human, but the damage from the last incident was too severe, so it needs to be properly recuperated. If you had come a month later, I would have had a shadow."

When Mo Ci heard these words, they sounded extremely mysterious. Is it possible to heal an injury while also healing one's shadow?

So... ...

"Are you Mu Zhao? Or the protective spirit behind Mu Zhao?"

After saying that, Mu Zhao paused, turned his head and looked over again, and spoke after a long time.

"I told you that you are much smarter than I thought. Let me tell you a story..."

Thousands of years ago, there was an ethnic group that was ostracized by everyone because they believed in evil gods.

In desperation, they moved to the mountains and forests and hid there so that no one else could find them.

They are called the Takagi tribe, and the people of the Takagi tribe, both men and women.

When they are born, they will definitely be twins, and one of the children will be sacrificed to the evil god.

Finally, he turned into a protective spirit and followed his brothers and sisters, growing up with them.

The existence of this protective spirit can give the people of the Takagi tribe an extra life.

Of course, if the living person is willing, he or she can let the protective spirit live on in his or her place.

Mu Zhao is a member of the Gaomu tribe, but he possesses a special ability called "Yin-Yang Eyes".

Because of this existence, Mu Zhao was so ignorant that he wanted to go out and make a name for himself.

He was lucky. As soon as he went out, he met several ghost hunters, who enthusiastically invited him to join.

In this way, Mu Zhao became one of these people and began to help them.

But gradually, Mu Zhao discovered that what these people did was contrary to his original intention, so he wanted to leave them.

But he still underestimated human nature and he died.

 …

Having said that, Mu Zhao looked at Mo Ci and said, "Those people are Qin Jiang and the others."

Mo Ci also heard it, "So, it was Mu Zhao who volunteered to let you, his protective spirit, live on in his place, right?"

Mu Zhao nodded. "Yes, I am Mu Zhao's guardian spirit. We grew up together. He... gave up hope of living and wanted me to live, so I came back here to live well."

"Regardless of whether you are Mu Zhao or not, and whether or not this is from the heart, I have to thank you."

Mo Ci said he understood, and then formally thanked Mu Zhao and asked.

"Would it be convenient for me to help you see what's wrong with your body? I have a way to treat it."

His overly formal attitude made Mu Zhao stand there in a daze for a long time before he nodded.

"Okay, it's okay if it can't be cured. It just takes a little more time."

After getting the answer, Mo Ci immediately reached out to check and confirmed that there was something wrong with Mu Zhao's body.

He immediately drew a talisman in the air, and the spiritual energy condensed into a talisman, which was then slapped into Mu Zhao's body by Mo Ci.

In just a moment, Mu Zhao felt the refreshing feeling coming from his body, and immediately closed his eyes to start digesting.

Fifteen minutes passed and Mu Zhao opened his eyes.

Looking at his feet again, there was already a shadow. Mu Zhao just took a look and continued to look at Mo Ci.

"what do you want to do?"

A smart person would naturally know that Mo Ci helped him heal his physical injuries in advance, not just out of gratitude, but also for other purposes.

Sure enough, Mo Ci didn't beat around the bush and spoke directly.

"I need you to leave with me and contact your friend who can control ghosts."

Mu Zhao nodded and said, "Even if I don't leave with you, I can ask him to help you."

"That's different," Mo Ci responded, looking into the depths of the mountain.

"There's one more thing. I want to worship the evil god."

As for what was different, Mo Ci didn't say much.

However, Mu Zhao did not respond to this last request. He just looked at Mo Ci silently for a long time before he said anything.

"You also believe in evil gods?"

Believe in evil gods?

No, there is only one thing Mo Ci has always believed in, and that is strength is everything!

He wanted to meet the evil god, and also wanted to find out whether the glass bead between his eyebrows had any connection with this evil god.

Moreover, evil god, evil god, where he exists there should be enough food for this bead to eat, right?

Mo Ci shook his head, "No, I'm just curious."

"Curiosity kills the cat, haven't you heard the saying?"

Mu Zhao looked at Mo Ci steadily. After receiving such a joking answer, he replied with a serious face.

"But I'm not a cat."

This reply was completely literal, but it clearly had a sense of unreasonableness.

Mu Zhao breathed heavily for a moment before shaking his head.

"If you want to see the evil god, I can't make the decision alone."

"It doesn't matter. Just take me to find someone who can make the decision. We'll see whether it works or not."

Mu Zhao: "...Xu Sheng, you really are a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers."

Mo Ci shrugged and said nothing.

In the end, Mu Zhao took Mo Ci to the chief of the Gaomu tribe. When Mo Ci went to see the chief, he gave him a few words.

"I wish you success."

"Lend your auspicious words."

Mo Ci replied him with four words, then went into the patriarch's house alone.

The chief of the Gaomu tribe is an octogenarian who looks like he is about to die.

But those eyes were bright and lively.

"What's your name, kid?"

As soon as he came in, the old man's voice sounded, and Mo Ci bowed respectfully to him.

"My name is Xu Sheng, thank you for your help."

The old man shook his head. "As long as you have something of Mu Zhao on you, you are also a member of the Gaomu tribe. Boy, do you want to see the evil god?"

"Yes, old man."

Mo Ci answered frankly, but the old man looked fixedly into Mo Ci's eyes.

It is said that eyes never lie. The old man looked at Mo Ci, and Mo Ci let him look at him.

After a while, the old man looked away and slowly closed his eyes, as if taking a nap. Mo Ci looked at him but did not disturb him.

He could feel that the old man's soul had left his body at that moment.

I was still sighing in my heart that this world is really different.

After an unknown amount of time, the old man slowly opened his eyes and looked at Mo Ci.

"Kid, the evil god wants to see you."

Oh?

Mo Ci looked at the old man in surprise, but the old man stopped looking at him and shouted.

"Mu Zhao, take Xu Sheng to see the evil god."

Mu Zhao, who was guarding outside the door, was stunned when he heard this. It took him a while to realize what the patriarch was saying.

He was puzzled as to why the patriarch would agree to the request of Mo Ci, an outsider, but he still walked in obediently and took Mo Ci away.

Only after they had walked quite a distance did Mu Zhao speak out in confusion.

"What on earth did you say? How could you make the clan leader agree?"

Mo Ci shrugged, "Nothing much. Maybe it's because I have a connection with your evil god."