cannot be reborn, it can only turn into ashes. " 。I suddenly felt a chill, and a man in black appeared outside the car. He was carrying a gray-white sword and stood silently by Jiang Qiyun's car wind...Yun Fan Shibo and Mu Xiao Qiao were both people who had experienced great storms. The two siblings also had a very tacit understanding.

Subtly shifted the blame to Mu Wanchen.

"Mu Wanchen, we're still terrified of these insects. We almost got overwhelmed by them a couple of times before. The talismans didn't even work, and we had to rely on your brother-in-law and the others to save us. So in this situation, I can at most help you take a look around and scout the area. You'll mainly have to handle it yourself." Master Yun Fan said frankly.

Mu Xiaqiao earnestly looked at Mu Wanchen, and said in a low voice: "...If you think it's very difficult, let's discuss how to cooperate first Before we met the golden silkworm gu, we could always lure it out..."

“This is a Gu spirit, not your natal Gu. It’s different.” Mu Wanchen shook his head and said softly.

Guiling is a type of gu insect with the highest spiritual energy and strongest magical power. My understanding is that it's like a gu insect that has attained enlightenment among its kind.

Look at our most accomplished Bai Ni, she has already become a dragon!

Logically, there shouldn't be anything to fear, right

Mu Wanchen's expression was very cautious, which was a bit out of my expectation. Considering how he handled all kinds of venomous creatures nonchalantly before, why was he now thinking hard and unwilling to make a move

"Um, Wanyan," I whispered, tugging at the sleeve of his shirt.

He was wearing an ordinary hooded sweatshirt and a fleece jacket. His hair fell over his temples, then he had it tied back with a headband on one shoulder. He looked like a model.

"Hmm" he glanced down at me.

"Is this difficult How do you..." I hesitated before asking.

Mu Wanchen was taken aback for a moment before lightly smiling, “Troublesome I was thinking, how can I bring this Gu Ling back completely”

"Come back Do you want this Guiling" I widened my eyes — what kind of collector is this, collecting ghosts and Guiling too.

"Well, judging from the previous cases, this Gu spirit should belong to the Five Poisons... The Witch King City has been missing one for many years. When the Dragon King rebelled, he took one away. This must be the one taken by the Dragon King..."

Mu Wanchen was speaking, and the corners of his mouth actually curled up into a faint smile.

"Five poisons" Mu Xiaqiao tapped her fingers and said, "Don't you have snakes, spiders, scorpions, weasels, and a centipede, right"

"...No, my young wife, the Five Poisons are not these." I shook my head and whispered.

Mu Xia Qiao pouted slightly and mumbled, "There's more, right"

"According to pharmacopoeia, medical classics and folklore, the five poisons refer to snakes, scorpions, centipedes, toads, and geckos," I said.

"Huh Spiders don't count" Mu Xiaqiao asked in puzzlement.

"...People used to believe that geckos' urine was highly poisonous. There are also some folk legends that say geckos like to urinate in watery places at night. If you accidentally drink it, you will be poisoned, and they even say that gecko urine can corrode your skin," I explained.

My family has done a lot of research on these things, so I naturally know about them.

Mu Wanchen reached out and gently tapped my forehead: "You've been putting more effort into your studies lately, haven't you"

"I understood this a long time ago!" I argued. "I know some things, at least. Don't make me sound stupid..."

"Shh..." Mu Wanchen suddenly pressed a finger to my lips.

We stood under a small earthen embankment, the courtyard just above us and not far away. At this moment, Master Yun Fan and Mu Wanchen both grabbed me and my junior sister, bending down to hide.

In this deserted village, where not a single ghost could be seen, a solitary figure emerged from the end of the mountain path.

After I calmed down, I vaguely felt the wind brushing against my cheek carrying a fishy smell.

The mountain wind was cold, carrying the biting chill of winter. I shivered suddenly, feeling that it was much colder here than in the city.

I didn't feel much while walking, but now I'm freezing. My ears feel like they're turning to ice.

The figure gradually approached, putting on a tattered cotton coat as it walked.

He was a middle-aged man who looked rather thin. He walked to the front of the yard and threw something to the guard dog. The dog sniffed it but wouldn't eat it.

" ... You're quite picky, aren't you I just left you here to watch the door; otherwise, I'd have fed you to the baby already! You ungrateful thing. A mongrel dog is just stupid." That middle-aged man spoke in a shrill voice.

He kicked the puppy, looked around, and then opened the door and went into the yard.

This middle-aged man was not only thin but also had a very high-pitched voice. The more I listened, the more familiar it sounded—wasn't this the "ugly woman" from the parking lot before

Oh my god, she's a female cosplayer! No wonder her face was so pale and she looked so ugly!

"...What does 'female cosplayer' mean" Mu Wanchen looked at my lips and effortlessly read what I was trying to say.

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!

How should I explain this

"It's... she looks like a girl at first glance, but if you look closely, it's terrifying... Generally quite cute, the truth is soul-shattering..."

Isn't my explanation okay

Master Yun Fan covered his mouth and laughed so hard his shoulders shook.

I awkwardly glared at Mu Wanchen: "Get down to business! This middle-aged man pretended to be a hideous woman and approached Teacher Ou before. After I scolded him away, he kidnapped Teacher Ou with a Gu spirit. If we don't rescue him soon, all we can do is collect his body."

"Mm." Mu Wanchen lightly responded, raising a finger and moving it.

The scorpion spirit, Xing Lingzhen, transformed into a light and shot towards the little dog guarding the gate like an arrow. The little dog, which was originally lying on the ground looking sick, suddenly jumped up as if it had been electrified.

As the little dog was about to bark, a muffled sound like a bowstring suddenly rang out, and the dog fell to the ground with a cry!

I looked over in surprise, and Master Yun Fan was holding a specially made folding crossbow. He had just let go of it.

He shook his head and said, “You guys are still young. Who says a native dog is stupid Instinct is very powerful. It's very sensitive to spirit worms, and this anesthetic needle works pretty well.”

"Master Yun Fan, you're carrying this with you Won't it get checked" I was both impressed and speechless.

“You rarely come to the village, do you This is essential equipment for my ‘investigation,’ specifically designed to deal with those star-wasters,” Yun Fan’s master put away his crossbow and said to Mu Wanchen. “This dog is very sensitive to Gu spirits, so there must be something strange about the courtyard behind it. Let’s split up That cross-dressing boss just came around from that direction. I’ll take Xiao Qiao to check there, and you go into the courtyard with Xiao Luo’er.”

I took out my phone to have a look, there was a faint signal here.

"It's nothing, I've seen too many barriers like this and I've gotten used to them. Besides, he's right here with you." My junior wife saw through my thoughts and comforted me with a smile.

Mu Wanchen took my hand and whispered, "Come in with me, or wait here"

"Nonsense!" Of course I'm going with him. Am I supposed to just stand here all alone in this remote village No way.

He shook his head, his voice tinged with undeniable fondness: "You're impossible... always rushing ahead and then clinging to me."

“I’ll settle this with you when I get home.” I whispered.

He glanced at me, then reached up and pulled the lock off the gate, muttered an incantation to cover us both, and pushed open the gate.

>s stood motionless, holding a teacup and staring blankly at me."Oh, my cousin-in-law, pull me up...""Um."Mu Wanchen helped my father up and back to the armchair behind the writing desk."Little... Litt...