The twilight clouds are overflowing and cold, and the silver man silently turns the jade plate.

This night is not good in this life, where to see the bright moon next year.

The moon tonight is much rounder and brighter than I had seen in my grandfather's yard when I was a child.

The air in Sijiu City is not necessarily better than that of my small village.

In the living room of the side courtyard, there was still a noisy and lively sound, faintly reaching the ears.

But I didn't have much of the heart to be with them.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the day of the family reunion, I, a person with a foreign surname, met with various elders of the Wu family during the day.

Some of them were polite to me, but most of them looked at me with a very complicated look.

In the evening I had only a few glasses of wine, and I didn't want to make any more noise with them.

Yes!

I miss home!

But from the moment I stepped out of the village.

Old Man Wu told me that as long as I can reach my grandfather's status in the Yin circle, I can go home at any time.

In addition, my grandfather did not allow me to go back, which was his explanation to Mr. Wu before he died.

What's more, I didn't even have the opportunity to call home, because even Mr. Wu didn't have the phone number of my parents and second uncle.

Yes!

I have the impression that my family never used a mobile phone.

Even me, after following Mr. Wu for a year, when I parted, Mr. Wu gave me a mobile phone.

It's not like I didn't want to sneak back to my hometown and see my parents.

But the rules in the Yin circle make it impossible for me to do that.

At the same time, I also know that this is my grandfather protecting me in disguise.

However, there will always be a day when the birds will come out of the cage, and the eagles will always spread their wings and fly high.

Just as I was sitting in the courtyard, looking at the moonlight above my head in a daze, the fat man came over with a shaky look.

Holding a jar of small burns in his hand.

"Mu Yang, fat man, I knew that you took advantage of the chaos and ran back."

The fat man laid the jar on the stone table in the courtyard, took out two more bowls from the house, poured them separately, and handed me a bowl of wine.

"Come on! Drinking......"

The fat man didn't say anything, he simply drank the word, and all his words were in the wine.

I then touched the fat man, raised my head and drank it all, and the spicy smell of wine made me cough violently.

The fat man pointed at me with a laugh on the side and said, "This is grandpa's treasured daughter red, I don't dare to drink it all, you are really ......"

"Uh......!"

Before the fat man could finish his words, a hoarse sound came out of his throat and eyes.

I glanced at the fat man, who was still pointing at me with a smile in his eyes.

I gave him a blank look and said, "Okay, stop playing, do you think you tricked me in a different way, I don't know if you pretend?" ”

After I finished speaking, I poured myself another bowl of wine.

I was about to continue drinking, but I found that the fat man's movements still did not change.

I still made a 'uh' sound from my mouth, as if someone had choked my neck.

I felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly asked, "Fatty, what's wrong with you, don't play it?" ”

The fat man didn't answer my question, but looked at me with a smile in his eyes.

But the smile is not the same as it was before.

When I studied with the fat man, we both slept in the same bed, and we knew each other too well.

I stepped forward and touched the fat man's cheek, and it was cold.

I touched the back of the fat man's heart again, and suddenly I was a little angry!

This fat man has fallen for someone else's walking corpse technique!

This art of the walking dead!

It is a general term for the method of manipulating corpses!

This is like the corpse chaser in Xiangxi, the soul dementorship of Fusang, and the method of refining corpses in some places.

Even some side-of-the-road sects, such as soul crossers, seamlers, ghost painters, burners, etc., have their own unique methods of walking corpses.

There are all kinds of things used, such as scarecrows, puppets, hair, clothes, and even your birthday, etc., as long as everything related to the controlled person can be used to arrange.

But those are all methods used against the dead.

Like this, it is directly used on living people, and it is not that no one in the Yin circle will do it, but very few people will do this.

First, in this way, one's own path must be higher than that of the controlled.

Otherwise, the damage to oneself is extremely high!

But he doesn't make people die, and the worst outcome is to become a living dead.

That is, people often say that vegetative people have empty brains and thoughts, but they have no ability to act!

Second, this kind of means that dares to be used directly in the hands of living people will be used unless it is a great enmity of life and death, or between peers and fighting methods, and it is forbidden to use it in the circle at other times!

Although this kind of rule is not explicitly prohibited, there is no special person to supervise it.

But this matter, people in the circle know about it, and they will take the initiative to abide by it, especially for those well-known feng shui math masters, they disdain to use this method.

The fat man is the grandson of Old Man Wu, not to mention that no one dares to touch him.

Even if someone dares to use it, they will not choose this time period to manipulate the fat man.

You must know that today is the day of their old Wu family's big gathering, if it is discovered, not to mention the Zhulian Nine Clans, at least this person who controls it will definitely not end well!

Now, with your ass, you can figure out who is behind this!

What a ruthless boy, he doesn't talk about morality at all!

It's a big rebellion to do it to your loved ones.

I didn't have time to call for someone to come, so I picked up the jar of wine on the table and smashed it on the fat man's head.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the fat man snorted, rolled his eyes, fainted, and his fat head fell heavily on the marble table!

I looked at the fat man who had passed out and whispered, "Fat man, don't blame my brother, this is all saving you!" ”

Brother, I'll help you find out the field!

Of course, I didn't say that.

My action just now must have disrupted the rhythm of the other party.

I'm afraid that Wu Gang's kid wouldn't have thought that I would directly smash the fat man unconscious without mercy.

When I dragged the fat man with great effort and put him on the ground, I quickly took out cinnabar, brushes, incense, yellow paper, saffron and other things from the house.

Before he could start preparing for the next move, the fat man opened his eyes directly, and his body sat up straight from the ground like a zombie.

His head turned to my side, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he smiled silently at me.

Dog day! This little!

I cursed in a low voice, put down my belongings, picked up the bowl of wine I had poured on the table, and placed it on the fat man's chin.

At the same time, I bit my index finger hard with my teeth, it hurts!

"A bowl of sake illuminates the moon, and the concentrating charm will naturally become!"

"The Coffin Mountain Taibao shows its true form! Haste as a law! Chi! ”

With one hand, I drew a contemplation talisman on the fat man's head.

At the same time, he picked up the yellow paper from the ground as quickly as possible, dipped it in the bowl of wine, and covered the fat man's face!

The yellow paper was soaked, and the talisman on the fat man's forehead was also soaked in the yellow paper, revealing it.

It's too late, it's too fast, it's just a breath or two!

When the fat man was motionless, I gasped for air.

"Wu Gang, you little cub, you really have some means!"

I gulped in the air, trying to make up for the lost spirit.

My position as the Taibao of Coffin Mountain is no better than other feng shui masters, cultivating the gods, and the talisman seal is pinched by hand.

This talisman cultivation is not my specialty, plus I haven't cultivated internal qi (that is, internal strength, the meaning of qigong) and directly cultivates talismans out of thin air, which consumes my own essence and spirit!

Although this spirit can be made up for the day after tomorrow, it can't be made up in a day or two!

I watched the fat man get honest and took a minute of rest.

Although I know that this can heal the other person for a while, I don't know how long it will last!

I got up from the ground, spread out the yellow paper, and crushed the saffron into powder and poured it into the sake that night.

At the same time, pour in a little cinnabar and stir it in a bowl with a brush.

After looking at the moon overhead, I dipped my brush in the water I had prepared, and prepared to draw a few symbols on the yellow paper in case what had just happened.

But what I didn't expect was that I still underestimated this little Wu Gang's ability.

I had just finished drawing the first sigil and was about to draw the second one.

I saw that the yellow paper attached to the fat man's face slid down his face ......!