The crazy male protagonist is actually my good disciple from another world

Chapter 138 The Curse of Immortality

After the soul entered the body, the corpse, which had begun to rot, regained life at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After Ming Fei opened his eyes, the first thing he did was to hold the broken sword tightly in his arms with both hands, as if he was worried that it would be stolen.

She would keep holding the broken sword like this until she figured out where the power that wanted to snatch her body came from.

Thirty-five saw her movements and uttered a word in Yan Muhuai's mind, "Six."

Yan Muhuai knew this would happen and did not comment on it.

Ming Fei climbed up from Luo Han's arms, put the broken sword back into the box, and then quickly hugged it with both hands.

Because her soul had just left her body, Fu Yu's body had become somewhat rotten. She had used up a lot of her spiritual power, and now she had no more to repair the missing parts of the broken sword. What was put into the box was the remaining part of the sword, which looked like a few pieces of scrap metal.

But Ming Fei himself regards it as a treasure.

“Fuyu!” Luo Han saw Ming Fei was alive again. She slowly sat up, ignoring the pain in her body, and hugged her tightly, her voice choking with sobs, “It’s so great to still see you.”

Ming Fei was holding the box, Luo Han was holding Ming Fei, and they were both sitting on the ground. This scene of reunion after a long separation should have been very warm, but their postures were really funny.

"Well, it's almost done." Ming Fei gently pushed Luo Han's shoulder with her fingers.

After Luo Han let go, he raised his hand and wiped away his tears, "I'm sorry, did I scare you?"

Ming Fei laughed, "Shouldn't I be the one saying this? I just came back to life in your arms, weren't you scared?"

Seeing Ming Fei laughing, Luo Han also burst into laughter, "Resurrection from the dead is a good thing, I am so happy, how could I be scared?"

Everyone could see that Luo Han was very happy at this moment, but Ming Fei still told the truth, "I am not Fu Yu."

"You are." Luo Han's smile froze for a moment, but his tone was extremely firm.

"I really am not." Ming Fei emphasized again.

"you really are……"

Rong Jin couldn't stand it any longer and interrupted the conversation between the two three-year-olds, "Go out first, don't let the people outside worry."

Just looking at the way Luo Han ran over holding Fu Yu’s body, one can imagine how anxious the people outside who didn’t know the situation were.

Ming Fei stood up and pulled Luo Han up as well, but the latter grabbed her hand and wouldn't let go.

She remained calm, but used great strength to free her hand, then looked at Rong Jin, "Boss, you and Mr. Yan go out first, I'll go find the village chief."

"I'll go with you." Luo Han wanted to hold Ming Fei's hand, but the latter dodged him.

Yan Muhuai pretended not to notice their little actions, "You don't have to look for him, we'll just wait here for a while, he's on his way."

Ming Fei still believed in Yan Muhuai's words, so she just stood there motionless. Luo Han now focused all his attention on Ming Fei. It didn't matter where he was, as long as Ming Fei was there.

"I'll tell you again, I'm not Fu Yu, don't touch me." Knowing that Fu Yu's obsession after his death was all on Luo Han, Ming Fei couldn't say anything harsh to her. What's more, she was still using Fu Yu's body, so she really couldn't do something like destroying the bridge after crossing it.

Luo Han just smiled and didn't argue with Ming Fei, but he also didn't listen to her.

Not long after, a villager was seen slowly approaching, supporting a bald, white-haired old man.

The old man was leaning on a cane, his body was hunched, and his whole body gave people a feeling of oldness and decay, like half of an old tree stump that would never die.

"The Immortality Mantra?" When Yan Muhuai saw the old man, he immediately figured out the reason for his immortality.

Yan Muhuai was also certain that he was the murderer who poisoned everyone in the Fu family and broke into the secret room.

The old Taoist priests who sealed the broken sword back then were not very powerful. They must have used up all their life's knowledge in order to seal the broken sword. The immortality spell did not have much effect when used in the seal. This is why the murderer broke into the secret room but did not release the sword spirit of the broken sword directly.

Although the murderer failed to release the broken sword, he was cursed with immortality and has lived to this day.

Rong Jin was puzzled, "What is the Longevity Curse?"

"Yes, Mr. Yan, you have already achieved immortality, so how can it be considered a curse?" Ming Fei didn't understand either.

Yan Muhuai explained with a somewhat mocking tone, "Many people mistakenly believe that immortality is a great thing, but immortality does not mean immortality. The human body has an end. Steel will decay after a long time, let alone the human body. Look at him, he is estimated to be about 120 to 130 years old. Apart from being alive, is there anything about him that you envy?"

With pale and sparse hair and a shriveled and dry body, he cannot run and jump like young people. If he gets slightly bumped, he feels several times more uncomfortable than others. His body parts are like old and dilapidated machines that will fall apart with the slightest shake.

Isn't it a curse to live in such a state?

After hearing Yan Muhuai's words, the three people who didn't know about the Eternal Life Curse suddenly felt that this curse was indeed a bit scary.

Rather than becoming old like the other person, it is better to die at the age when you should die. Living is just suffering.

"Are you Fu Yu?" The old man stopped more than a meter away from the others, his eyes swept from Yan Muhuai and Rong Jin, and finally fell on Ming Fei, "You are still alive?"

There was a flash of shock in the village chief's narrowed eyes.

His reaction was relatively calm. When the villager who was supporting him saw Ming Fei, he was so scared that he let go of the old man and took several steps back.

"Ghost, village chief, is she a ghost? Wasn't she sent to the house two years ago? How could she still be alive..." The villager became more and more frightened as he spoke, and when he stepped back, he slipped on the stones under his feet and sat down on the ground.

Judging from his reaction, he probably put in a lot of effort in bringing Fu Yu into the house.

"Where did the ghost come from? She must have escaped when we weren't paying attention." The village chief comforted the villager who was almost paralyzed by fear.

"But...but, didn't you say that the sacrificed person couldn't come out of the house alive?" The villagers simply couldn't accept the fact that Fu Yu was still alive.

Yan Muhuai saw the old village chief's look and curled his lips. "The village chief is right. Where do ghosts come from in this world? Fu Yu escaped from the window on the second floor of the haunted house. We took the same path as her."

Ming Fei looked at Yan Muhuai, her eyes full of confusion.

What she was thinking about just now was to find this old man and tell him that she was Fu Yu's ghost. It would be best if she could scare him to death and avenge Fu Yu.

Unexpectedly, Yan Muhuai lied to the village chief and said that there are no ghosts in this world?

A person who can crush evil ghosts with his bare hands actually told others that there are no ghosts in this world? !

Yan Muhuai gave Ming Fei a look that urged him to stay calm.

The old village chief deserved to die, but not at their hands.

It’s not that he was afraid of having his merit points deducted, but there were many unjustly killed souls who were more eager than them to kill the old village chief with their own hands.

Besides, the old village chief knows very well whether there are supernatural events in this world or not, and the fact that he is still alive is the best proof.

A hundred years ago, the old village chief began to sacrifice young girls in the village because of his inner fear. Now Yan Muhuai wants him to be fearful and face the souls of the girls he had killed.

After the few people walked away, the frightened villager got up and said, "Old village chief, are you just going to let them go like this?"

The old village chief glared at him. "Then why do you want to kill people? They climbed out from the window. There's nothing to worry about."

It was unclear whether he was saying this to the villagers or to comfort himself.