Quickly wear the cannon fodder, he made this short-lived script

Chapter 400 I Have a Pair of Yin-Yang Eyes (1)

Although he was very worried about Mo Ci's safety, Ji Yuan chose to listen to Mo Ci and did not act rashly.

Besides, there are still a lot of talismans in the backpack that Mo Ci is carrying.

They are all high-level, drawn by ghost-catching masters like Mao Fangchi.

Not to mention that Mo Ci was fully armed from inside to outside.

If something happens to Mo Ci in this situation, then even if they follow him, it will be of no use. It would be better for them to relax a little.

Of course, Ji Yuan wanted to relax, but as soon as he walked out of the mountain, he became anxious.

Being anxious, he could only find other ways to divert his attention, so he simply started catching ghosts around here.

On the other side, Mo Ci followed the child, walking deep into the mountains with one step deep and one step shallow. When Ji Yuan and the others were out of sight, the child tugged at Mo Ci's sleeve and slowed down his pace.

"Brother, why are Mu Zhao's eyes..."

"Cornea," Mo Ci added in time, and the child immediately nodded in response.

"Yes, cornea. Why is Mu Zhao's cornea in your eye?"

This matter... Mo Ci was silent for a moment, then began to speak.

He did not lie just because the person asking the question was a child, but told him everything and added another sentence by the way.

"So, I came here specifically to meet Mu Zhao's family and thank them."

The child nodded, not quite understanding, "So, are you like Mu Zhao, able to see ghosts?"

After he finished speaking, the child realized what he had said and quickly covered his mouth.

He also went to see Mo Ci, hoping that Mo Ci didn't hear what he just said.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Mo Ci nodded. "Yes, I can see ghosts too. Just like now, I can see the ghost that has been following you."

The child widened his eyes in surprise, and made a gesture to block the ghost, saying seriously.

"Brother, he is not a ghost, he is my biological brother, a protective spirit."

Protective spirit?

Mo Ci went over it in his mind and finally found a description of the protective spirit from the miscellaneous books he had read.

Protective spirits and guardian spirits have certain things in common.

However, the protective spirit must be a blood-related being.

So the ghost that Mo Ci saw following the child, who was about the same age as him, was indeed the child's biological brother.

There is no doubt about this.

I just don't know if there are any differences among the protective spirits in this Miao tribe.

So Mo Ci nodded, indicating that he had no ill intentions and was just saying.

"Are you the only one with a protective spirit?"

The child did not sense any malice, looked at his brother behind him again, and then shook his head.

"Everyone in the village has a guardian spirit, including Brother Mu Zhao."

Oh?

With the protection of the spirit and Mu Zhao's ability to see ghosts and spirits, it shouldn't be that easy for him to die.

What happened to him that caused his death?

Qin Jiang and others also helped him donate his cornea.

While thinking, the child revealed another thing.

"But after Mu Zhaoge came back last time, his protective spirit disappeared. Grandma said that Mu Zhaoge was harmed by bad people."

Having said that, the child looked up at Mo Ci again, but this time, his eyes were no longer clear.

Instead, it was as black as ink, like a whirlpool.

"Brother, are you a bad person?"

Mo Ci reached out and touched the child's head. "That depends on how you define a bad person. At least, to you, I'm not a bad person."

When the child was touched like this, his eyes became clear again. He blinked, not understanding the meaning of the words.

He just nodded twice and continued to lead the way.

There seemed to be a psychedelic array in front of him. Mo Ci followed the child's footsteps, but he was only ten steps away.

The jungle in front of me just now suddenly turned into a well-organized village.

This is Ansheng Village.

"Brother, we are here."

The child pointed to the big rock standing at his feet and waved to a man who was walking over.

"Uncle, this brother is here to look for Brother Mu Zhao. Is Brother Mu Zhao home?"

The man listened to the child's words, his eyes fell on Mo Ci, and he looked him up and down.

Finally, his gaze fell on Mo Ci's eyes, he frowned deeply, and then nodded.

"Mu Zhao is here, Mu Ding, you take this kid with you."

"Yeah," the child, Mu Ding nodded excitedly and looked at Mo Ci again.

"Brother, follow me and don't look around~"

Mo Ci nodded, and as he passed by the man, the man's voice also sounded.

"Kid, don't touch things you shouldn't touch, and don't look at things you shouldn't look at."

These words made Mo Ci look at him. The man's words were advice, but inexplicably, Mo Ci felt that he was trying to cover up his true intentions. It was really strange.

Thinking about it, Mo Ci shook his head and continued to follow Mu Ding forward.

We didn't meet anyone else on the way and came to a two-story wooden house.

Mu Ding placed his hands to his mouth in a trumpet shape and shouted, "Brother Mu Zhao! Are you there?"

Soon, a person looked down from the second floor. His eyes were misty, but he accurately caught Mo Ci's gaze.

Although Mo Ci had learned from Mu Ding's words that Mu Zhao might still be alive, hearing it was not as shocking as seeing it.

Both sides were stunned when they looked at each other. Mo Ci was stunned because the person above looked exactly like Mu Zhao, but Mu Zhao was definitely dead.

So, is this person, whom Mu Ding calls Brother Mu Zhao, really Mu Zhao? Or is he his guardian spirit?

Mu Zhao above was stunned because he could clearly feel his own breath from Mo Ci, which belonged to his cornea.

Soon, the two sides met in the house. Mu Ding looked at Mu Zhao and then at Mo Ci, then ran out of the house with a smile, still laughing and shouting.

"Brother Mu Zhao, I've delivered the person to you. You two can chat slowly."

After Mu Ding ran away, Mu Zhao spoke, "I didn't expect you to find this place."

Mo Ci looked at him, "I'm curious too. Isn't Mu Zhao dead? Are you really Mu Zhao?"

Their eyes met, but no one moved. They just looked at each other for a long time, then Mu Zhao lowered his eyes.

"You can treat me as Mu Zhao, and only Mu Zhao."

Mo Ci: ...

He was too lazy to play guessing games with this guy and just spoke directly.

"I came here to thank Mu Zhao for donating his corneas to me, which allowed me to see again."

"Second is for this."

He took out a business card, which was given to him by that ghost thing, and Mo Ci pushed it towards Mu Zhao.

"Is this yours? Or does it belong to someone you know?"

Mu Zhao picked up the business card, looked at it, and then responded.

"It's a friend of mine. He probably knows that I donated my cornea to you, so... he wants to take a look."

Mo Ci did not comment on this answer and continued.

"Thirdly, what's going on between you and Qin Jiang and the others? Also, why did Qin Jiang and the others choose me? There has to be a reason, right? I don't believe in coincidences."

Mu Zhao didn't expect Mo Ci to ask this. He was stunned for a moment and then laughed after a while.

"You're much smarter than I thought."