"The so-called heavy yin qi, that means that people have died, or that the yin spirits are more concentrated, in short, the living live here, and that will lose their life." Ruthless said with a expressionless face and meticulously.

"Could it be that something happened to the little sister-in-law?"

I felt a suddenness in my heart.

Compared to last time, this place is even more desolate.

"Little sister-in-law!"

As soon as I walked into the house, I looked up and saw my little sister-in-law.

The little sister-in-law was lying on the couch, but the whole person looked skinny, almost all the bones were left, and compared to last time, she was terriblely thin.

If it weren't for the fact that my sister-in-law was still breathing, I really suspect that she would have been dead for a long time.

"You're here!" The little sister-in-law glanced at me weakly.

"Little sister-in-law, do you know I'm coming?" I was slightly stunned.

"Yes, my father took my Yin Soul Jade, I believe that the heir of the Yin Soul Jade has been found, and it should be a matter of time before that heir finds you." The little sister-in-law's face was full of bitterness.

"Sister-in-law, what should I do now?"

To be honest, I'm a layman at all in these aspects, especially the last time I met the mysterious girl in red, the other party was erratic, like a ghost, and I had no way to deal with that kind of existence.

"Unless you have all kinds of skills, you can only wait for death."

The little sister-in-law said cleanly.

"All kinds of techniques?" I'm a little speechless.

"Yes, according to my understanding of my father, he will inevitably teach the owner of the Yin Soul Jade all kinds of evil arts, normal people are helpless in the face of evil arts, I believe that when you meet the owner of the Yin Soul Jade, it is the same, if you want to live, you must practice all kinds of techniques, and fight against the arts." The little sister-in-law said seriously.

"Little sister-in-law, will you teach me the technique?" I thought of ruthlessness, of the evil old man I had met in Indonesia, the mysterious middle-aged man, each of whom had practiced all kinds of evil arts.

"My life has been cut off and I can't teach it, you can go to grandma, she can help you."

The little sister-in-law handed me a purple jade, and then said, "When you see grandma, just show her this piece of jade, and she will understand." ”

"Little sister-in-law, you let me see, no matter what the disease, I can be cured." My heart moved, I thought of the soul jade energy, and hurriedly spoke.

It's just that the little sister-in-law waved her hand and said with some vicissitudes: "I know what you want to use, but it's useless, my heart is dead, my life is broken, even if I am a god, I can't do anything." ”

Hearing my sister-in-law's words, I was a little sad, I had known my sister-in-law for a short time, but I regarded her as a relative.

"Don't be sad, it's normal for people to be born, old, sick and die, go ahead, grandma lives in the back mountain, you go to her and practice with her, it will help you control the Yang Soul Jade." The little sister-in-law closed her eyes softly, then waved at me.

I understood that my sister-in-law was asking me to leave, but I felt very uncomfortable.

Looking at the scrawny body in front of me, I gritted my teeth and finally left.

Perhaps, when the little sister-in-law learned the news of her uncle's death, she had lost hope in life.

How can a person who has the heart of death survive? I also regret a little, I knew this, I shouldn't have come here in the first place, if I didn't come, the little sister-in-law wouldn't know the news of the death of the little uncle, then, the little sister-in-law will still live with hope.

Unfortunately, everything has already happened, and even if I try to redeem it, there is nothing I can do.

After leaving, I didn't let the ruthless follow.

According to the little sister-in-law, that grandma lives in the back mountain, and this kind of cultivator may like to be quiet and not like to be disturbed, so I think going alone can better represent sincerity.

When I walked into the mountains, I found that there would be a small room at every distance inside, and when I looked closely, I found that the people living in the small room were all seventy or eighty years old.

According to the address given to me by my sister-in-law, I came to the front of one of the cabins.

"Is Grandma at home?"

I stood outside the door, a little nervous and asked.

The door opened, and an old lady in her eighties walked out, if it was placed elsewhere, it might be regarded as a dead end, but the old lady in front of her looked extremely energetic, especially those eyes, which were particularly bright and bright.

She looked at me carefully, and when her eyes fell on the jade in my hand, she said, "Did that girl let you come?" ”

"Yes, my aunt said, you will teach me some techniques!" I said quickly.

"She's fine, she's gone!" The old woman frowned, and then said: "If you want to learn the art well, it is not a simple matter, and academic people need to believe that there are ghosts, evil spirits, and various visions in the world, and once you cultivate the arts, then the cultivators are short-lived souls. ”

I can understand the first half of the sentence, but I don't agree with the second half of what the old woman said, she is at least eighty years old, and she is definitely a long life when she is put outside, how can she say that she has a short life?

The old woman seemed to see what I was thinking, she pointed to herself, and said solemnly: "Guess how old I am, old woman?" ”

"Seventy, huh?"

My heart moved, even if the other party looked to be in his eighties, I deliberately guessed that I was younger, after all, women are taboo about their age, and the old woman is no exception!

"No, I'm not even sixty this year."

The old woman said very seriously.

I was dumbfounded, what a joke, a person who looked to be at least in his eighties, turned out to be only in his fifties, it sounded simply unbelievable.

But I am sure that the old woman definitely did not lie to me, because she did not have to do it at all.

"Are you sure you can learn from me now?" The old woman asked with a smile.

The wrinkles on his face were very deep, and they were like ravines, like the rings of years.

"I learn." I replied without hesitation.

Anyway, when I had the Yang Soul Jade, it meant that I had no way back.

It doesn't matter if I believe in ghosts or not, if there are any weird things, now, I have to believe if I don't believe it, because I have no choice.

"Young man, as long as you are willing to learn, I am willing to teach!" The old woman was still smiling.

It's just that when I heard the old woman's words, my hanging heart finally relaxed.

Later, I learned that the reason why my grandmother agreed to teach me various techniques and accepted me as a disciple was mainly because of my special physical condition.

Because I absorbed the energy in the Yang Soul Jade, the energy fluctuations in my body were very similar to the Yang Soul Jade.

And after a lot of tempering, the body I have is a spirit body.

The so-called spirit body, that is, the body is purer than the ordinary body, and the cultivation of various spells is also faster than ordinary people comprehend.

In addition, in the future, the perception of evil things will also surpass ordinary people.

At the beginning, in the KTV, the girl in red I noticed also had a lot to do with my possession of a spirit body.

Because of the spirit, my grandmother's attitude towards me was better than I imagined.

In the following period, my grandmother taught me many things, including charms, fighting techniques, head lowering, and so on.

In order to study with peace of mind, I simply let the ruthless them go back to Zhanggang City first, while I stayed here alone and devoted myself to cultivating.

From this moment on, a completely different world appeared in front of me, and overturned my previous worldview.

At the same time, my grandmother also gave me a special explanation about the North and South masters.

In the south, Yungui and other places, they are mainly sorcerers, and in the north, Maoshan Taoist priests and the like.

Before, my grandmother also took me to meet different wizards, such as: the second grandmother, the third grandmother, they are all wizards.

But Maoshan Taoist, I've only heard of it.

"Wen is not the first, Wu is the second, the art is the same as the martial arts, I believe that the Northern Witch is definitely stronger than the Southern Mao." Grandma's eyes showed a strong confidence.

My grandmother also told me that she was going to fight with those masters in the north in the near future.

When I heard the news, my eyes lit up.

During this period of time, although I learned all kinds of witchcraft and counted heads, I always felt a little boring.

Nowadays, the opportunity to see the masters compete, especially the legendary battles of various techniques, is bound to be exciting.

Listening to it, in the next period of time, it made me very depressed, obviously it was a matter between grandma and them.

However, they gave me strict training, including the use of various formulas and techniques.

The biggest headache for me is the soul drawing talisman, to be exact, a kind of charm.

Grandma said that charms are the most domineering and sharp weapons in art, and those charms can not only deal with ghosts and the like, but also against humans.

Some people will use black dog blood, child urine, etc., when dealing with evil things, but those need to be prepared.

It is impossible to carry these things with you all the time, but charms are different, as long as the soul is not exhausted, then the charm can be released at any time.

And I have Yang Soul Jade, and my soul is naturally much stronger than ordinary people.

"Remember, hold your breath, unite your mind and mind, and pour your energy into the talisman." Grandma has a strict demeanor and teaches me meticulously.

Once, twice, three times, I was practicing.

No, I don't admit it, but I'm definitely one of the best in terms of copying ability.

In just two or three days, the spell I drew was at least seven or eight points similar to my grandmother's charm.

"Hey, it looks like it doesn't have any connotation."

Grandma gave me a very low evaluation.

"I don't believe it." I pursed my lips, grabbed my talisman, threw it into the air, and quickly chanted, "Curse the evil! ”

As a result, I was rather speechless, and my spell floated slowly and leisurely in the air, powerless.

"Try this one of mine."

Grandma drew a talisman and handed it to me.

"Curse the evil!"

"Boom—"

The spell turned into a flame and rushed forward, exploding in the air.

"It's so strong." I admired the charm drawn by my grandmother to the ground.