Liu Yiyi turned his head to look at Ding Er, who was still unconscious, shook his head and said: "Her matter is not over yet, she has been made into a black widow, this matter is more tricky, and I am also powerless now." ”

Ding Yi was dumbfounded, this Ding Yi was rescued, but she was tattooed with a black widow, what should I do?

And if the master is not good at this moment, then Amy will definitely not give up, what should I do now?

Ding Yi stared at the master with wide eyes, and the master also looked down at him, looked at him for a while and said: "I don't have enough study of this yin and yang embroidery, I used to be a Taoist priest, and I also came to study this yin and yang embroidery halfway, so I can only kill this black widow tattoo, and I don't know how to save it." ”

Ding Yi was a little desperate, could it be that after sending the master away, would he have to face Ding Er's death again? Or sit back and watch its soul seduce and kill......

No, absolutely not, he can't see Ding Er seducing other men like Amy or Wenwen......

"Master......" Ding Yixin was very distressed and panicked, and he had no idea for a while.

Liu Yiyi looked up at the top of the secret room, and after pondering for a long time, he said: "I can't save it, but maybe someone can save it, and after I leave, you take this pig-killing knife to Nanshan Eight Immortals Temple to find Miao Renqing, and say that you are looking for him to ask for debts." ”

"yes, okay." Ding Yi raised his head suddenly and nodded again and again, but when he saw the master's haggard face and the dim oil lamp, his mood was clouded again.

"Come, pull the lid open, it's time for me to go in." Liu held the lid of the coffin with one hand, his face was expressionless, but there was some sentimentality in his eyes.

"Master." At this moment, Ding couldn't hold back anymore, and tears fell again.

"Man, you can't cry, people always die, and the master thinks that he deserves to die, and he doesn't lose." Liu Yishou said again: "Hurry up and help me, be careful not to extinguish the lights." ”

Ding Yi stood up, and then carefully pulled the lid of the coffin open, revealing one end of the coffin.

Then he helped Liu Yishou and got into the coffin, he sat in carefully, just sat straight in the coffin, and turned his head to look at Ding Yi.

"One more thing." While speaking, Liu Yi pointed to the position of his shoulder blade and said: "I have seven soul locking nails in my body, locking myself in the corpse, so that I can talk like this, live, and even fight, but after I leave, you immediately pull out these seven soul locking nails, so that I can leave my body and not be trapped in my body forever." ”

Ding's eyes widened, it turned out that this was the case.

"After taking it out, when I'm gone, use these seven nails to nail this coffin to death." Liu Yishou thought for a while and said: "I can't be like your master without decaying, because my corpse has begun to decompose, after you go out, seal this secret room, let me and my master be here." ”

"I remember, master." Ding Yi knelt in front of the coffin and listened to the master's teachings.

Then I saw Liu Yi's right hand grasping the edge of the coffin, and slowly lay down, and after a while, he said: "It feels very good, this coffin fits well." ”

Liu Yishou's words were like needles, piercing Ding Yi's heart.

"Ding Yi, I have done everything I can do, I have given everything I can give, I have taught everything I can teach, there is nothing left to teach you, and finally I will read to you the feelings of my life." Liu Yiyi made a sound from the coffin.

"Master." Ding Yi's coffin kowtowed again and again, and his tears couldn't stop flowing, because he was stung by the master's words.

As he said, he did everything he could, gave everything he could, taught everything he could, and even gave him his life.

But he Ding Yi couldn't repay it, he couldn't repay it, so he could only kowtow.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the child wants to raise but does not wait.

The word 'person' is written in two strokes, one is written and the other is written.

Liu Yishou's sigh came from the coffin.

One stroke of life, one stroke of death.

One stroke is written, and one stroke is written.

One stroke writes the past, and one stroke writes the future.

One stroke writes in good times, and one stroke writes in bad times.

One stroke writes relatives and friends, and one pen writes opponents.

One stroke writes persistence, and one stroke writes down.

Speaking of this, Liu paused with one hand and continued: "These words, you remember, people will experience it in their lifetime, the truth is also very simple, there are life and death, there are comings and goings, gains and losses, friends and enemies, highs and lows, but the most important thing is the last two words, persistence and let go, what should be insisted on must be adhered to to the end, the principle of things can not change, evil does not suppress the good, this is the eternal truth, what should be put down must also be put down, this is not a contradiction, the big husband can bend and stretch ......"

"I remember, master, I remember it in my heart." Ding kowtowed again and again, washing the ground with tears.

However, I saw that the light in the secret room gradually dimmed, and suddenly I looked up and found that there was only the only oil lamp left in the tomb.

I saw that the flame of the wick had changed from the size of a soybean to the size of a grain of rice, and it was crumbling, and it was about to be extinguished.

Suddenly Liu Yishou's last cry came from the coffin: "I'll go!" ”

The next moment.

Run out of gas!

The lights are out!

People die!

The room is dark!

"Master......" Ding Yi was so angry that he beat his fist on his chest, and Ding Yi's wail echoed in the secret room.

Then I don't know how long I cried, people were tired of crying, and the whole person was a little numb.

Ding Yicai stood up and walked to the position of the switch.

The switch was turned on, and the lights in the entire chamber came on.

He wiped away his tears, walked to the edge of the coffin, looked inside, and found the master lying peacefully, motionless.

It's just that the upper half of the body is not clothed.

He pulled the lid of the coffin open, then turned on his flashlight and searched for the seven soul-locking nails on the master's body.

Two at the shoulder blade, two at the collarbone, one at the navel, and two at the knee......

He took the locking pegs in his hand and sighed.

Then take off your own shirt and put it on him.

Ding Yi said to Liu Yishou's corpse in the coffin: "Master, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you, you rest in peace." ”

Then he closed the lid of the coffin, and then took the pig-killing knife and slapped seven nails into the lid of the coffin, sealing the coffin.

Kowtowed to the coffin and bowed four times, Ding Yi went to the offering table to get some silver paper, and two sticks of incense to light up.

At this moment, he didn't want to speak, his head was very messy, very annoying, looking at the burning fire, thinking about his next move.

He planned to get a posthumous photo of Liu Yishou after he went back, and hang it on the wall.

Then he took Ding Er directly to Nanshan to find Miao Renqing, and the master said that Miao Renqing could save Ding Er.

Turning his head to look at Ding Er, he was still lying on the ground unconscious.

His heart was very chaotic and angry with Ding Er, but he couldn't spill his anger on Ding Er.

"Master, I'm leaving, I'll come back to see you." Ding Yi bowed to the coffin, and then carried Ding Er to the courtyard.

After covering the slate, he pulled the jar and pressed it against the slate.

Then he took a deep breath and left the Liu family's old house.