Ghost Husband, Don't Stop

I was a little confused, but Mu Feng acted as if nothing had happened and didn't know what he was thinking, he kept staring at the window. I was a little unhappy, but went up to pat him, and asked him what he was thinking.

Why did he have to go against his eldest senior brother?

After Mu Feng heard what I said, he finally came back to his senses and said hesitatingly: "I think it's best if you don't get involved in this matter. I don't know why, but I keep feeling that something is off here, and there's also the Purgatory last night. I keep feeling that something is off, but I really can't say what is wrong with it."

If even Mu Feng said that, could there be something wrong with this matter? If I were to go back on my word, I would make the Great Master and the others misunderstand me, and I might even suspect that Daoist Master Su had said something to me. At that time, wouldn't I be creating a misunderstanding between them?

What's different is that in front of me, Yuan Kong doesn't talk that much anymore, as if he's purposely avoiding me. I didn't think too much about it, perhaps I went overboard yesterday and caused him to be wary of me.

Mu Feng and I took a walk around the monastery in the afternoon. It was not without reason that incense was burning here. Not mentioning the magnificent decorations, there was smoke everywhere. No matter who walked in, they would feel like they had entered paradise.

We went from the front to the back, and at the back was a courtyard about the same size as my own, except that there were two priests at the door, looking at it with soft faces and no words. The door was also locked, and it was a bronze lock, with an exquisite pattern, and even if one did not look closely, one could tell that it had been locked for a long time.

I was a little curious. Why would they lock up in the last yard of the monastery? This place still looked a little desolate, and even pilgrims probably wouldn't come. They went up to ask where these two Taoists were and why they were locked up, but these two people were like wooden statues, indifferent to my words, as if they didn't even have the slightest consciousness.

I was a little helpless as I prepared to turn around and leave. Mu Feng, who was at my side, said to me in a low voice, "How about I go in and take a look. The two of them can't see anything anyway. I'll come out and tell you what is inside."

This is good as well. Honestly speaking, looking at how serious they are, I really want to know what kind of things are hidden in this desolate courtyard.

Before Mu Feng could move, a Daoist priest on the left said, "Lord, although we don't know why you are able to come here, since we are here together, I believe that we are fated to be here as well. However, do not even think about entering this place, otherwise, we will not be courteous to you."

I thought they couldn't talk, but that's not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the two of them could actually see Mu Feng.

Mu Feng felt a little awkward, of course, he didn't want to lose his face in front of me, he wanted to go forward and argue with me, but we don't know what's going on in this courtyard so we don't need to fight with them. Furthermore, these two people don't look simple, I'm not willing to see anyone get into trouble on both sides.

Pulling Mu Feng, I turned around to leave, but the moment I turned around, I vaguely saw a trace of green mist floating past the courtyard. When I looked seriously, it had already disappeared.

There was a green mist, which meant that there was resentment, resentment, and a ghost in this courtyard. There was actually a ghost here?

But why were they being watched here by two Taoists? Didn't Uncle say that their ancestors were not allowed to raise ghosts? Isn't this against the teachings of the ancestors?

Thinking about this matter in his heart, he didn't ask again. I don't think that these two people would answer me. I think it's best to find an opportunity to ask Taoist Su.

Unexpectedly, Daoist Priest Su and the other two martial uncles didn't go to find me again. I also didn't know where they were. After wandering around for a bit, I could only return to their living quarters.

Mu Feng still wanted to sleep together with me, but in the end he was kicked to the ground by me. Fortunately, this time he had some scruples and didn't force me, so I slept peacefully.

Nothing happened during the night, and neither did the Purgatory of the Mortal Realm that they encountered last night. When they woke up, it was already the morning of the next day.

Just when I woke up and packed up, Great Master and Second Martial Uncle came to find me. They were in a hurry, but didn't see Daoist Su. The first thing they did when they saw me was Great Master saying, "Lady Wenwen, the soul is going to be drawn tonight. Do you need to go and see the culprit now?"

I nodded my head. Since I had already decided to help draw the soul, it was necessary for me to go look for the owner first. Even if they didn't come looking for me, I would have gone looking for them during the day.

Without saying much, the two of them brought Mu Feng and I out from this place. They followed the direction of the back of the hall.

It was only now that I remembered that I hadn't asked this person what their relationship was with them. It seemed that their relationship was rather close, otherwise, they wouldn't have spent so much effort to help this person.

Just as I was about to ask them, I looked up and noticed that we were walking in the direction of the back of the hall. I didn't know why, but I had a feeling that the person in question had something to do with the grievances I had seen yesterday.

When we arrived at the entrance of the desolate courtyard, I felt a little nervous. It seemed that I had guessed correctly, the culprit was here. That is to say, the culprit might be resentful.

Otherwise, even I would be implicated. The Yin Master had warned me before that if such a thing were to happen again, it wouldn't only be my business, but also my father's …