Chapter 97.1 - The curse hasn’t been lifted (Part 1)
Chapter 97: The curse hasn’t been lifted (Part 1)
“Taoist Priest, what do you mean?”
Mu Yunhan couldn’t help but ask coldly.
Zi Mo and Jin Cheng were also taken aback. Some of them didn’t believe what the Taoist Priest said. Mu Yunxuan already lived for more than 20 years. So they thought that the curse had been solved.
“As long as the Lord promises this old man not to kill my daughter, I will naturally tell you the reason.”
Taoist Priest still his a trump card at hand, so his arrogance increased a little.
“Are you threatening this lord?”
Mu Yunxuan’s tone was cold. His cold gaze seemed like can penetrate into the Taoist Priest’s heart.
“This old man doesn’t dare. This old man is now like meat on the chopping board. I’m only asking for his lord’s mercy. How could I dare to threaten you.”
Taoist Priest’s tone was full of irony as he stared at Mu Yunxuan.
However, Mu Yunxuan didn’t care.
“Speak clearly, otherwise, this lord will kill you.”
The curse wasn’t lifted? If it hasn’t been lifted, why can he live in peace for the past 6 years?
“Lord, just like what this old man said, as long as you let my daughter live, this old man will naturally tell you the reason.”
“I promise you.”
Mu Yunxuan replied without even looking at Ling Qiushui.
“Thank you, Lord.”
The Taoist Priest’s hanging heart finally felt at ease.
Ling Qiushui bit her lip. She hated Mu Yunxuan’s ruthlessness but she hated Mu Yunxuan’s injustice even more.
“Speak.”
A simple word made everyone feel extreme pressure.
In the eyes of the Taoist Priest, Mu Yunxuan was an eight-legged crab, rampant and domineering.
The audience was so quiet that people could hear the sound of a needle dropping. The pressure was so strong that the Taoist Priest and Ling Qiushui felt uncomfortable.
Just when Mu Yunxuan waited impatiently, the Taoist Priest suddenly spoke.
“The eigh characters of you and Su Zimo are a combination of Yin and Yang. The ghost marriage is for one person alive and one is dead, but both of you survive. The curse has been solved on you, but not for the next generation. And you can’t use ghost marriage again to solve it.”
The Taoist Priest simply replied.
Mu Yunxuan’s body became stiff. When he heard the next generation, the first person he thought was Su Li.
“Li’er, will he also be affected by this curse?”
Mu Yunhan muttered to himself as he staggered back a few steps. How could this be?
“Let’s go.”
Mu Yunxuan turned around to leave but was suddenly stopped by the Taoist Priest.
“Does the lord want to go back with his words? You promise this old man that you will leave my daughter alive.”
Mu Yunxuan turned around fiercely and looked at the Taoist Priest coldly.
His lips curved into a charming, but indifferent smile: “This lord has promised you not to kill Ling Qiushui, but your life will be decided by me. You, father, and daughter will live in this dungeon for your whole life! You should have stopped your pampered daughter to play around and offend people. Because she will naturally has to pay the price.”
After speaking, Mu Yunxuan left the father and daughter ruthlessly.
“Dad, I’m sorry, it’s me who hurt you.”
Ling Qiushui was full of remorse and regret. She was wrong. She wanted to use her position in Jun Zixi’s heart to make Mu Yunxuan be kind and merciful to her. But in the end, she realized that her thinking was wrong. What she knew about Mu Yunxuan was just the tip of the iceberg.
“Shui’er, don’t talk about it. Dad didn’t plan this matter well! As long as we escape this catastrophe, we will have a chance to go out. Next 15th of the month, it will be the full moon, the demon clan will appear. They will come here to assassinate Mu Yunxuan. It will be our opportunity to escape. As long as we contact our people, we will have nothing to worry about.”
The Taoist Priest comforted his daughter with a soft voice. He didn’t expect that the plan he calculated for many years will fail so quickly. He wanted his daughter to enjoy supreme glory and wealth in the future. But instead, he sent himself and his daughter into the Mu Family’s dungeon… …
*
Out of the dungeon, Mu Yunxuan’s hands were tightly clenched, and his eyes squinted when he recalled what the Taoist Priest had said.
Then suddenly, he said: “Yunhan, go to our secret room, check all the records in the history books. Try to see if this curse happened before the Mu Family met the Wu clan, or after our family met them. You check this information carefully. When the result comes out, I will go to the Wu Clan to see the patriarch in person.”
“Okay! Don’t worry, big brother, I will definitely check this out.”
Mu Yunhan calmly nodded his head. It’s time to check this matter.