Caihua was so furious that she raised her hand and gave me a slap in the face, "You bastard, who asked you to use your own substitute for me? You can touch your own Yintang."
I scolded the grandson. When I touched the Yintang, there seemed to be a small pit. I quickly touched my face and said, "It's over. It's all over now. Caihua, I'm not disfigured."
Caihua took out the red card, sighed and said: "Brother Qin, you saved my life again. In fact, Master Liu released your Yin body and destroyed my Yin body, but what he destroyed was
Your substitute, and I escaped."
I patted my chest. It was from Mahler Gobi. It scared me to death. I thought I had lost my appearance and was just a stand-in.
In fact, when I said this, my heart was hanging. If the card had failed at that time, Caihua would probably be dead.
Caihua shook her head and sighed and said, a substitute has ten years of life, Brother Qin, I, I...
I put my arms around Caihua's shoulders and exhaled a breath of smoke coolly, "Ten years of life are worth replacing with a brother. Stop talking nonsense and let's go down the mountain."
As I walked down the mountain, I told Caihua that the red mark on my left hand was glowing red.
Caihua said, maybe it was that mark that saved my life, and Master Liu must have recognized it, but that mark was definitely not a good thing.
I asked him again about Guo Dapao's horse-faced appearance, and he just said he didn't know.
But from his gloomy expression, I could tell that Caihua must know something.
I didn't ask him any more questions. Caihua was a brother worth making friends with, so of course he had his own reasons for not wanting to say anything.
What happened was so mysterious and bizarre that I felt like I was in a movie. What Chunlan and Caihua said in the underworld, why Master Liu wanted to save me, there were too many, too many mysteries.
Can't explain clearly.
Even the appearance of Caihua is a mystery, why he is so stubborn to me and protects me to the death, what is the matter with my black left hand, why I can definitely become Lord of Hell, everything is so mysterious.
When we walked down the mountain, Caihua and I glanced up the mountain in unison.
In fact, we all wanted to stay on the mountain and continue to explore, but we didn't have the courage to escape from death. No one was willing to joke with his life anymore.
The hearse and the motorcade slowly circled on the winding mountain road. The green mountains were majestic, like a picture scroll. Who could know what happened here last night.
Brother Qin, what are you looking at?
"I'm thinking about the female ghost named Chunlan, and I don't know if she can escape from Guo Dapao's grasp."
I always feel that I have seen Chunlan somewhere. The parting look, the deep affection and resentment, has made me unable to forget it for a long time. Whenever I think of it, I feel a faint pain in my heart.
I asked, cauliflower, what are you looking at?
Caihua clenched her fists and said coldly: "I'm wondering when I can kill the damn judge to repay today's shame."
I burst out laughing, "You have such a pig brain, I'm afraid you'll never have a chance in this life."
Qin bitch, you can be any meaner. If I had known this, I would have let the female ghost suck you to death, Caihua scolded back in displeasure.
After we got down the mountain, before our buttocks were warm from sitting down, Caihua and I were taken to the police station by members of the task force.
The person who interrogated me this time was Wang Zhihe, a middle-aged man who looked a little weird. He was wearing a gray Tang suit and had thick and black eyebrows. He looked very much like the Taoist priest with one eyebrow played by Uncle Lin Zhengying.
It was Wang Zhi who asked the question, but the man with thick eyebrows had his eyes closed from beginning to end, his sleeves were rolled up, and he didn't even look at me.
I told Wang Zhi exactly what happened last night. Guo Dapao was nowhere to be seen. I couldn't tell whether it was life or death, so I resigned myself to fate.
"Mr. Feng, look..." Wang Zhi was helpless about my confession and could only ask Thick Eyebrow for his opinion.
The man slowly opened his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. I felt a chill all over my body, as if I had been looked at completely.
He didn't speak, he just looked at me coldly, his sharp eyes cut me like a knife, and my whole body ached. Just when I was about to lower my head to dodge, my left hand felt inexplicably hot, and a surging warmth dispelled the feeling that enveloped my heart.
Ice cold.
I also have a bad temper. The more you try to conquer me, the more unconvinced I am. With the support of my left hand, I hold on and look at each other with my thick eyebrows.
After about half a minute, the man laughed, and the pressure on my body disappeared. I felt like I was exhausted, and a layer of sweat formed on my back. If I hadn't sat on the chair, I would have been paralyzed.
Officer Wang, can you give me a cigarette? I asked breathlessly.
The man with thick eyebrows took out the cigarette case and handed me a cigarette. It caught fire as soon as he hit it with his fingers. I lit the cigarette and started inhaling.
"Everything I say is true. If you don't believe me, I'll throw you away. If you kill me anyway, then you don't distinguish between black and white and are looking down on human life." I said.
With thick eyebrows and a wave of his hand, Wang Zhi nodded knowingly and walked out.
"My name is Feng Er, you can call me Mr. Feng."
The voice with thick eyebrows was very calm. I chewed my cigarette and said with an indifferent attitude: "You are Feng Er. Feng San has nothing to do with me. I didn't kill the person. If you ask again, I will say the same thing."
Feng Er smiled and said: "Believe it, of course I believe it. There are probably not more than a hundred people in Xuanmen who can look at me."
Before he finished speaking, Feng Er moved like lightning and clasped my left hand. With his eyes closed, his five fingers began to beat at the veins of my wrist so fast that it was difficult to see clearly with the naked eye.
"What are you doing?" I yelled, feeling a rare sharp pain in my left hand, but I was restrained and couldn't move.
After playing for a while, he opened his eyes with thick eyebrows and said: "Qin Jian, a native of southern Hunan, has a pure Yang destiny when he has two fires!"
"What the hell, I was born in the Zhengyin period. Don't think that your tricks can scare me." I jerked my hand away and yelled in displeasure.
"In the year 84, the Tengu solar eclipse occurred, the noon sun was broken, the yin of the moon turned to yang, and the water turned to fire at the Zhengyin time. Yes, you have a pure yang destiny. I am a fortune teller. I can count the dead alive and the living dead.
It’s not wrong.” Thick Eyebrow said.
"It doesn't matter whether I'm pure or not. Thick eyebrows. Since you believe I'm not guilty, I won't accompany you."
Since what happened last night, what I'm most afraid of now is having something to do with metaphysics. These people are so perverted. I still want to save my life and continue to pick up girls. It's so fun to be a loser.
"Listen to what I have to say, it's not too late to leave." The thick eyebrows stretched out their hands to stop me. I tried to break through, but his hands were like iron bars and did not move at all.
I sat down again, shrugged and said, "Okay, you tell me, I'll listen."
He pointed at my left hand and frowned and asked, "Who sealed your hand?"
"What seal?" I asked confused.
Where did that fire cloud mark on your hand come from? He asked.
I briefly talked about how I went to the cemetery with Caihua and fell ill with a strange disease when we came back.
He shook his head and said, it's impossible, the Yinshan Sect's little ability can't seal the pure Yang vein, not even Yin Zhengyue has this ability.
I have no choice but to say, if you don’t believe it, I can’t help it, my hands are just like this.
He said with some displeasure: "You really don't know that you are a pure Yang destiny?"
"Is it interesting that you keep saying this over and over again? Don't you know how to do the math? Do the math yourself." I could no longer suppress the anger in my heart.
Feng Er pinched it quickly with both hands and muttered strange spells in his mouth. His fingers moved faster and faster, the spells became more and more urgent, and beads of sweat as big as soybeans oozed out on his forehead.
After a long time, he sighed, sat slumped on the chair, lowered his head, lit a cigarette, took a few puffs and said, "It's weird. I've made a miscalculation when I was out of the army. It's really weird, weird, weird..."
I looked at him with disdain and saw that he was only fifty years old at most. He had been a teacher since he was still in his mother's womb.
"Mr. Feng, are you satisfied now?" Seeing his frustrated look, I felt very happy.
Feng Er wiped the sweat from his forehead and said earnestly, "Little friend Qin Jian, your pure Yang vein has been sealed and is slowly turning to Yin. Once you become a pure Yin body, you will become a sharp weapon to absorb Yin energy. Give you
The person who placed the seal is definitely not a good person."
My heart dropped when I heard this, "Mr. Feng, please don't scare me. Do you mean that I will be controlled by others?"
Feng Er grabbed my hand, pointed at the black color that was already up to my wrist, and said coldly, "Little friend Qin Jian, don't you feel that you are attracting ghosts? Once the black color spreads to your heavenly spirit, you will become a person who absorbs Yin Qi.
, the evil weapon of hostility, when the time comes, not only will I not be able to tolerate you, but the entire Xuanmen will ban you."
Feng Er's solemn expression made me a little flustered. What he said was true. Since my left hand turned black, I could not only see ghosts, but also attract ghosts.
"No, Mr. Feng, you must be joking. My hands can drive away ghosts. My friend said, yes, they have also tested it on me." I argued hard, trying to reject this terrible result.
Feng Er slapped the table and roared: "Idiot, if your hand is not sealed, it will protect you. Let alone a ghost, even the entire Five Halls of Yama will respect you. You can scare away the little devil, that's because
Every drop of pure yang energy stimulated in your body."
When I heard it, I felt a little dizzy. I felt like I was in an ice cave, and my whole body was as cold as snow.
Feng Er put out his cigarette, sighed and said, "Little friend Qin Jian, I'm very excited, but I just can't bear the destruction of Chunyangzi who was born in the fifth generation."
"What Chunyangzi?" I started to believe Feng Er a little and asked tremblingly.
The second seal says that one hundred years is one life, and there are five lives of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. In five hundred years, a person will be born with the five fires of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. You were born in the land of water and fire in southern Hunan, in the year of Jiazi and fire, in the month of Guiyou wood and fire, and on the ninth day of the Double Ninth Festival.
Nine pairs of yang-fire days, when yin turns to yang and generates earth-fire, are pure yang pulses.
Do you know who the last Chunyangzi was? Feng Er asked.
I shook my head.
Feng Er said that the last Chunyangzi, also known as Yanjun, was Liu Ji, the founding son of the Ming Dynasty.
Liu Bowen? He is also Yan Jun?
"Mr. Feng, can you break the seal on my hand?" I asked a little excitedly. This was not because I was interested in the trouble of pure Yang life, but because the pain of attracting ghosts was really unbearable.
Feng Er shook his head and said, "Little friend Qin Jian, I can't break the seal on your hand. Maybe Yan Jun has a way, but he has been out of the world for a hundred years, and no one can find him."