Rebirth: I am the boss uncle

As for Zhou Yi, because Mo Yi tore open the ghost path, they quickly arrived at the Shumu Pavilion...

"Master Ghost Doctor, Master Xuan has been brought to..."

Luo Hui put down Ye Youxuan's hand, raised his hand and waved it, and the green protective shield once again covered the bed where Ye Youxuan was. Seeing these layers of protective shields, Zhou Yi was not only surprised and shocked, but also looked at Ye Youxuan who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

What is this person's identity? What happened to him? Not only is he closely connected to several powerful figures in the underworld, but he also has so many people guarding him during the Ghost Festival...

But he didn't dare stare at Ye Youxuan for too long, and quickly withdrew his gaze, bowing his head respectfully. Although the human world and the underworld are two different worlds, and Taoists and ghosts have been enemies for generations, they only have a grudge against those ghosts that cause trouble in the human world. Those who are in high positions and have great power in the underworld should still be respectful when it is due...

Luo Hui glanced at Zhou Yi who was standing respectfully beside him, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

He turned slightly and walked towards the sofa. With every step he took, his clothes changed a little. By the time he sat down, he had changed back into the blue clothes of the underworld, and his black hair had turned into long white hair.

"Master Xuan?"

Zhou Yi lowered his head and answered respectfully

"Yes!"

"Since you are a Xuanshi, how much do you know about your sect's affairs? Or rather, about the affairs of the entire Xuanshi world..."

"My sect is the largest in the entire Xuanshi world. I was lucky enough to become the sect leader's last disciple when I became his apprentice. So I know a lot about the sect's affairs. My senior brothers and my master also told me a lot about the affairs of the Xuanshi world, so I know a lot about it..."

Luo Hui nodded with satisfaction

"I want to ask you something. I hope you can tell me everything you know. You also know who I am, and I don't want anyone to lie to me... Has there ever been a Dark Master in your sect, or in the world of Xuanshi? Are you aware of his existence?"

Hearing the words "Dark Mystic Master", Zhou Yi was surprised. How could he be related to the Dark Mystic Master again?

"I don't know much about Dark Mystic Masters, because they shouldn't exist in the first place. But my master once told me that a Dark Mystic Master appeared in our sect. It was said that he was very talented. In just three years, he used Xiu Ke's forbidden technique to defeat my uncle-in-law at the time... But that was many years ago, and I haven't heard of Dark Mystic Masters since then... It was also because of his appearance that our sect banned people from practicing forbidden techniques and destroyed all of them... I think Lord Luo Hui should also know that people who practice forbidden techniques don't live long. I heard from my master that he encountered him when he was hunting him down more than ten years ago, but he was already terminally ill at that time, so my master didn't kill him and let him go... My master said he wouldn't live long, so I guess he's gone too... In recent years, I haven't heard of or seen such people..."

Luo Hui listened to Zhou Yi's words and thought for a long time. At this moment, a red light suddenly appeared beside him. The Fusang King who had left with Mo Qi came back. He looked at Zhou Yi standing beside him, turned around and sat down.

"Have you figured it out?"

Luo Hui shook his head

"He knows one, but he's not sure if he's still alive. What about you? How's it going?"

Fusang thought about the scene he had just seen, looked at Ye Youxuan who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and turned away his eyes reluctantly.

"There was indeed a Dark Mystic who helped... Please repeat what you just said."

Zhou Yi could only reveal everything he knew once again.

The King of Fusang narrowed his eyes slightly as if thinking of something.

"It shouldn't be him. I know the person he's talking about... I met him a few years ago when I came to the human world to play. At that time, he was probably practicing forbidden wood and his soul was about to be torn apart. I don't know where he found an evil method to absorb the souls of full-moon babies to fill the missing soul, so I killed him..."

"Then it can't be him. Who else could it be? Could it be that he has accepted another disciple later?"

Zhou Yi heard the conversation between the two

"If that person back then really accepted a disciple, we should have heard of his reputation in the past few years. However, the Xuanshi world has been uneventful these years, without any problems. This shouldn't be the case... Based on the temperament of the Dark Xuanshi, they would definitely do something extraordinary!"

The King of Fusang stood with his hands behind his back facing the others, and finally raised his hand and waved.

"Never mind. No matter who it is, there's a Dark Mystic Master helping that person... Zhou Yi, we invited you here today not only for the Dark Mystic Master's matter, but we also want to know how much you know about forbidden techniques. In other words, if the Dark Mystic Master were to take action, would you be aware of it?"

Zhou Yi bowed slightly to the King of Fusang

"King Fuso, I'm truly sorry I don't know much about forbidden techniques. When I became their disciple, all the books on them were destroyed, so not many people know about them anymore. However... I think my master should know something. If you have anything you'd like to know, I can ask him. As for... if there are any Dark Mystic Masters using these techniques, we'll know about them, as their methods are completely opposite to ours, so they're easy to identify..."

"Okay, then please go and ask your master to help me."

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When He Hanyu arrived at Shumu Pavilion, Zhou Yi, who was on his way out, pulled her away... It seemed like life wouldn't be peaceful for the next few days...

Time passed little by little, dawn broke, and a new day began. Ye Youxuan was in a daze all day, but he had to force himself to go to school...

The book was blown by the breeze, and I turned the pages one by one, just like life passing by in a flash...

"Snapped!"

The blowing book was forcibly held down and the pages stopped turning.

A strange woman is standing in front of Ye Youxuan

"Student, class has already started. Why are you still daydreaming? Are you really listening? I've been observing you for a long time. You've been daydreaming for a full 40 minutes of class, and then just moving around for the remaining five minutes. What are you doing? If you don't want to go to class, you don't have to come. If you come and don't listen carefully, then what's the point of coming here?"

The substitute teacher did not know Ye Youxuan's identity. Even if she knew, she would not condone him. She hated those who relied on their status to disrupt classroom discipline and take away educational opportunities.

"Teacher, our president..."

Du Ruoqing was about to speak when the female teacher raised her hand to stop her.

"Oh, you're the president! If you're the president, you should lead by example and be a good role model for the students. If other students see you teaching like this... Stand back and clear your mind."