When I got home, my grandmother made me a bowl of egg noodles and stared at me before silently entering the back room.

The back room was full of her walking in the rivers and lakes, and there were many strange things that I couldn't understand.

Before, my grandmother never let me touch these things, but today I don't. When I followed up, she was incense on the tablet in the shrine.

The person she worships is called Luo Lingxiao, who is said to be the ancestor of the Luo family. If you want to trace the era he is in, I am afraid it will have to go back to ancient times, because he can no longer be found on the genealogy of the Luo family.

After my grandmother lit the incense, she called me over and told me to kneel on the futon and kowtow. I saw that her face was solemn, so I obediently went over and knelt down, and respectfully kowtowed three times.

"The ancestors of the Luo family are on top, and now the villagers of Chenjia Village are so ambitious that they can no longer discipline them, so the Luo Qi clan decided to send them away, and ask the ancestors to give protection for the sake of Qi'er's loneliness."

Grandma knelt there and thought for a long time, and I heard it plausibly, as if she was saying that she had done her best to this place, and now that she had no spare power, she was ready to deal with these people.

I secretly looked up at the tablet of the Ancestors, even though the black paint on it was mottled, there was a powerful aura still circulating on it, and I felt very intimidating.

And the strangest thing for me is that there is no grandfather in the shrine of our family, and there is only one grandfather, and there is only one ancestor, which is very inexplicable. But I didn't ask, I saw that my grandmother was acting a little weird today, and I didn't dare to bother her.

She knelt down for a long time before she pulled me aside and sat me down, told me that her life was near, and that she could no longer hold down the people of the village, and asked me if I would help her through this fate.

I don't know what she means by life, but I'm sure I'm willing to help her, because she's my only relative.

So my grandmother took out a black and red talisman from the tablet of the ancestors, took a drop of blood from my index finger and dripped it on it, and then placed it flat in the palm of my hand and recited a spell.

The paper caught fire, but it didn't burn, and it quickly turned into a wisp of smoke and burrowed into my palm.

"Grandma, what is this?"

I stared at the reddish sigil in my palm and asked my grandmother curiously, it seemed to be under the skin, and it seemed to be on the skin, faintly.

She sighed and said earnestly, "This is the Yin and Yang Qiankun Talisman that can only be possessed by the bloodline of the Luo family, and you were born with a life of Yin, which can be regarded as creation." ”

Because I'm from the Luo family, that's why I'm equipped with this?

I stared at the fainter and lighter sigil in my palm, and suddenly I felt an indescribable fear, as if I had been invisibly put on a shackle, heavy.

Grandma then explained a lot to me like this, and I was terrified to hear it.

Three days later, at midnight, at the cemetery at the head of the village, my grandmother performed an unprecedented ritual ceremony.

She moved the dark desk of her house to the cemetery, and tied a baroth with red silk thread around the cemetery, on which were hung all yellow rune papers.

The whole village had come to watch, but I saw that their faces were very frightened, as if they were afraid of something. Especially Chen Ying, the head of the Chen family, his face was almost hideous.

After grandma set up the altar, she coldly glanced at the villagers who were watching around, and said, "Since everyone doesn't want to see my granddaughter, then I will personally open the ghost gate in front of everyone today and let her go down Huangquan Road, I think everyone should have nothing to say, right?" ”

The onlookers didn't dare to say anything after listening to their grandmother's words.

So she said, "My granddaughter's life is extremely yin, it is indeed a rare encounter in a thousand years, and it is also a good thing for you, I thought that everyone could treat her well, but I didn't expect that you want her to die everywhere, or good, if she dies, it will be a hundred." ”

"Qi Sanniang, don't say these high-sounding words, as a ghost cultivator, don't you want to get such a once-in-a-lifetime Yin Soul?"

The head of the Chen family glanced at me gloomily, and that look was greedy and weird.

And I only heard one point: ghost cultivation!

I saw the word "ghost repair" in my grandmother's codex, and I remember it very clearly.

That is, when a person's soul is about to die, he is selected by the Hades and signs a contract to allow him to practice, and finally retains a breath but exists in the world in a non-human form to serve him.

The ghost cultivator noted in the Codex is a creature that is not recognized by the Three Realms, because it is not a human, not a ghost, or an immortal. They are immortal and immortal, and they are the loneliest race in the world.

There are a total of nine levels of ghost cultivation

Ghost slave, the most humble ghost cultivator, the slightest ghost can beat it to ashes.

Ghosts and demons are very tested when they reach this level, and their concentration is insufficient, so many ghosts are abolished when they reach this level, either relying on the Three Realms to do some things like stealing chickens and dogs, or they have become a tool for many bad warlocks to cheat and deceive.

Ghost generals, this kind of ghost cultivation is usually very important to the Hades, because the strength is not up or down, and they are very obedient.

The Ghost Sect has the strength to occupy the mountain as the king, leading a large number of ghost slaves or ghosts to serve him and promote cultivation.

The ghost king has a certain leadership ability, and the Hades King will often give them some small places to be the lord of the city god, which can be regarded as a monopoly party.

Ghosts and gods, they will all be sent by the Hades King to guard the ghost gate, which is the legendary Yin and Yang realm.

Ghost Emperor, their strength can already become the king of Yama, in order to prevent them from having two hearts, the king of Hades will hold an election every hundred years, so that they can compete for the position of the ten halls of Yama.

Ghost Venerable, this strength can compete with the Hades King, so he will not allow any ghost cultivator to cultivate to this level, and therefore, Ghost Venerable is just a legend.

My grandmother told me to be literate since I was a child, so I basically memorized the records in her codex, so I never thought she was actually a ghost cultivator.

Just now she said that she opened the ghost gate alone, which means that she is at least a ghost cultivator at the level of ghosts and gods.

For a moment, a lot of questions popped up in my head.

First, if there is a problem in this village, why does grandma live with them?

Second, with grandma's cultivation, she can't discipline these villagers, did she deliberately tell her ancestors like this or is she really not strong?

Third, this Chen Ying seems to be very hostile to her grandmother, is she also a ghost cultivator?

I stole a glance at my grandmother, who ignored Chen Ying and sat cross-legged in front of the altar and began to practice. I saw her raise her hand and make a knot, and then she recited a long list of incantations that I couldn't understand.

Suddenly, the onlookers seemed to be bewitched, and walked towards the red rope knot made by their grandmother in an orderly manner, and the rune paper hanging on it happened to fall on their heads, which looked very happy.

As soon as Grandma's spell stopped, she suddenly shouted, "Get up!" ”

The charred dirt of the cemetery trembled, and all the corpses buried underneath came out, slowly merging with the villagers who had been trapped in the rune paper.

Only then did I find out that the whole village was buried underneath, so to speak, the people in our village are all dead? Or are they all ghost cultivators?

"Yin and Yang give birth to two poles, Yin and Yang divide life and death, people and ghosts also have different paths, you can go back."

"Qi Sanniang, what do you want to do?" Chen Ying came back to his senses and screamed, his face extremely hideous.

Grandma ignored her, picked up a wooden sword and began to jump around the desk, muttering words in her mouth.

Suddenly there was a strong wind in the cemetery, and there was an extra road in the obviously flat cemetery, and the wind blew from the road in bursts, which made people creepy.