Chapter 796: Master, help!

"Don't you need to be sent to the hospital?"

After a while, several women came out of the room, and Wang Lao asked quickly.

But Aunt Dashan shook her head, "No, I just checked and found that she is in good health and is not drowning. She just needs a nap and she will be fine!"

Everyone knows that Zhang Furong is not an ordinary person. Since she said there is no problem, then there must be no problem.

Chen's mother also breathed a sigh of relief. She would definitely be happy to do good things, but just don't get involved in a lawsuit.

…

Just like that, the girl stayed at Chen's house.

Coming out of Chen Muyu's villa, Zhang Furong called Chen Muyu aside.

"Aunt Dashan, what's wrong?" Chen Muyu asked.

Zhang Furong had a serious expression on her face, "Xiaoyu, I'm afraid this girl is not simple. You'd better be more careful..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Furong paused, looking like he was hesitant to speak.

Chen Muyu frowned slightly when he heard this.

"Aunt Dashan, what did you see?" Chen Muyu asked.

Zhang Furong hesitated for a moment and said, "You know, I am a tattoo master, and I practice Tianwen Lu. We are of the Tianwen lineage. We tattoo gods and borrow divine power. It can be said that in front of any living body , we all have natural nobility, but when I faced that girl just now, I actually felt trembling. Your mother asked me to change her clothes. I couldn't even lift my hands. I almost couldn't help but kneel on the ground and salute. Worship..."

"oh?"

Chen Muyu looked at her in surprise, "Aunt Dashan, may I ask, what kind of tattoo do you have?"

Zhang Furong took a deep breath, "I have tattoos of two gods, one is the Western God Athena, and the other is the Eastern God Xuannv. But no matter which divinity I change, I can't help feeling fear in front of her. …”

Speaking of this, Zhang Furong paused and said, "You are not cultivators of Tianwen, so you cannot understand this feeling..."

Zhang Furong said a lot, and Chen Muyu could clearly feel her fear.

"So, Aunt Dashan, what do you want to explain?" Chen Muyu asked.

Zhang Furong hesitated for a moment, "Either she is a sky pattern master who is much stronger than me, and her divine power is much stronger than mine, or she is a god!"

"god?"

Chen Muyu's brows knitted into a knot.

"good!"

Zhang Furong nodded, "Although it sounds a bit incredible, I still want to say that this girl is probably a god."

Chen Muyu was speechless.

Zhang Furong said, "Xiaoyu, don't think that Auntie is telling you a story. You really can't take this matter lightly!"

"Auntie, I understand!" Chen Muyu nodded.

Then, he briefly told Zhang Furong what happened in Linchun City and his guess about the girl's identity.

After hearing this, Zhang Furong took a deep breath, "What did you say? Have you met this girl before?"

Chen Muyu nodded, "Yes, it snowed so heavily in Linchun at that time..."

"It seems that this is definitely no accident!"

The expression on Zhang Furong's face was very solemn, "Linchun is more than a thousand miles away from Qingshan. She actually appeared here inexplicably, and you met her twice. This is definitely not an accident, absolutely not!"

"Is it possible that she came here after me?" Chen Muyu frowned, "But she and I have nothing to do with each other. There is no need for her to pester me. Moreover, if she is really that existence, I am such a Small role..."

Zhang Furong waved her hand, "I don't know her intention, but her appearance here is definitely not an accident."

After a pause, Zhang Furong said, "Xiaoyu, no matter what, you must be careful. If she really comes after you, she must be asking for something. Don't think that you are lucky to meet a god. Many gods are not They are not as kind as imagined. Many legends are actually artificially beautified. The reality is far crueler than imagined. You have to understand that if a god wants to crush us, it is as easy as crushing an ant! "

Chen Muyu nodded.

After hearing what Zhang Furong said, to be honest, Chen Muyu was a little panicked.

Recalling what Wang Defa said yesterday, the existence of this mysterious woman may really bring disaster to himself or his family.

Chen Muyu's mood became heavier and heavier.

I originally thought I had gotten rid of that woman, but I didn't expect that when Third Uncle and the others went out to fish, they could actually pick her back up.

I really saw a ghost!

The world is so big, and we can meet in this way even though we are thousands of miles apart in just a few days. What the hell, if she didn't come for me, why else could she come for me?

god?

Is she really the Queen Mother of the West?

Who can afford to offend the ancient gods?

This matter was beyond his ability. Even Zhang Furong could only let Chen Muyu raise his mind. Facing the unknown and powerful existence, they could only sigh in despair.

It seems that I have to do something!

…

That night, the girl was still asleep in the guest room on the first floor.

Xu Meng was not there. There was something going on at the factory and he went back to Xu's mansion. Chen Muyu tossed and turned all alone and couldn't sleep.

Arrive at the practice room on the fifth floor.

Chen Muyu found an incense burner and placed it on the table.

It was already twelve o'clock in the evening, everyone was asleep, and everything was completely silent.

From the storage ring, he took out the three yellow incense sticks given to him by his cheap master.

When he was apprenticed in the immortal world that day, his master gave him nothing but three sticks of yellow incense. He only said that when he needed something, he would light the incense and pray sincerely.

Chen Muyu was a little panicked about this incident. After much deliberation, he still had to seek help from his master in order to feel at ease.

Kneeling in front of the case, Chen Muyu lit the yellow incense, held it in both hands, and bowed respectfully.

"Disciple Chen Muyu, respectfully invite Master to appear!"

…

Chanting repeatedly, Chen Muyu closed his eyes and looked quite pious.

The smell of burning incense quickly filled the practice room.

The white smoke slowly gathered together, forming an old man's face in mid-air.

"What's the matter, little one?"

It was his cheap master. When Chen Muyu opened his eyes, the face was looking at him with a smile in the air.

"Master, you've shown up. My disciple is in trouble. Help!"

Chen Muyu almost cried with joy and opened his mouth to shout for help.

The old man frowned slightly, "But what trouble did you get into?"