Zen Yi's personality is naturally different from that of the old man, he lightly threw half of his body in front of us, and immediately stepped on his body to avoid mutation. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"It's worthy of Zen Yi" The old man's eyes lit up, and he praised it, and then walked to the side of the half-section and squatted down, putting his hand on his chest.

After a long time, the old man took back his hand, frowned, looked at the lower body of the corpse and said: "The main body of the Yin Land will continue to transport resentment to the Yin Qi point so that they can grow, presumably the silk thread under this body is the supply body that is transported."

"Does that mean, as long as you get rid of this thing, he'll be choked?" I asked with a shush.

The old man nodded, did not speak, but slowly approached the silky lower half of his body.

As soon as I approached the silk thread, I let out a hoarse cry like a baby, which constantly irritated my eardrums.

When I heard this voice, my heart that had been calm instantly collapsed, and my whole body became unable to calm down, and goosebumps broke all over my body.

Apparently the old man and Zenichi heard it too, but they just frowned and forced themselves to hold back their piercing cries.

Each time the old man's hand touched a deeper step, the cry became more ferocious, like a child being carried away by a stranger, and the pain was exceeding.

"Or ...... Stop, right? I couldn't bear it anymore, so I looked at the old man with a pleading face.

If this continues, I'm afraid my eardrums will be shattered.

"Stop?" The old man looked at me, smiled fiercely, and with a sharp force in his hand, he grabbed the silk threads and pulled them down!

"Wow Wow ――――――――Wow

The wordless cry of a baby sounded in my ears like deafening firecrackers, and it almost killed me.

I covered my ears with my hands, but to no avail, and as soon as the old man pulled the threads, my body trembled.

"Give me—" The old man gritted his teeth fiercely, and his arm went all the way, viciously tearing the thread off the upper half of his body.

All that remained was the rotten Shang itself, which screamed and turned to ashes, leaving only the silk threads in the old man's hands.

"This thing will help us find the subject," the old man said with an apologetic smile to me.

I forced myself to calm down so that I wouldn't fall into the cry I had before.

I didn't think much of the old man was angry, after all, he did this kind of thing to solve the problem, and I waved his hand at him and motioned for him to continue.

"Come with me," he smiled, became serious, wrapped the thread around his hand, and led us to the other side.

I could clearly see that the thread was glowing, and even made a lot of cuts on his hand, although it was not deep, but a little blood oozed out.

He didn't speak, but led us straight around in a circle, going deeper and farther from the street, and seemed to be almost at the edge of the west of the city.

The air here is very cold, not because of the yin, but because of the natural cold, which is caused by the drop in temperature.

I looked at the dark clouds overhead, a few drops of rain were falling, it was so dark here, and even the sun didn't want to fall.

The old man not far in front of me also felt the change in the weather, he stopped and turned to look at us, and said, "We can't leave the west of the city, otherwise we won't be able to enter, we can only walk around the edge of the city to see if there is anything to discover."

I nodded with Zen, who walked up behind me and motioned for me to follow.

I understood what he meant, it was to protect the back so that nothing could happen, and it was easy to break off the back to help us escape.

Passing through the exit in the west of the city, I watched as the bodies of many Taoist priests had fallen on the other side, all of them missing their upper bodies, leaving their trouser legs in Taoist robes.

"These guys, it's really innocent," I looked at the corpses, remembering the way I looked at us when I came back from the underworld, and I didn't get angry, and said to myself viciously.

"Amitabha" Zen Yi was very solemn, bowed to them before continuing to walk.

Is it meaningful to do some of this, I am very helpless.

The old man's hands had begun to drip blood, and his face began to turn pale, but his appearance of not feeling made me a little worried, and I felt that something was wrong, so I rushed forward and said to him: "Old man, you should throw this thing away, otherwise you will lose too much blood."

With that, I pointed to the tangled thread.

The old man frowned and looked down, shook his head at me, and said, "I can't let go, otherwise I will lose contact with the subject, I feel that I am almost close to that thing"

"I can't say anything about this ......, so I have to give up."

"If you tie the silk thread to yourself, you will suck the anger from him, and you will also be considered by the subject to be the same kind, that is, the yin energy point, so you will not resist, and you can naturally let it probe," Zenichi explained as he appeared beside me.

When I heard this, I was stunned for a moment and said, "This ...... Isn't it hurting the old man? ”

"He knows," Zen said, and then fell silent.

I thought to myself, how could such a smart man not feel it, maybe he thought it was the only way.

"Found it," the old man suddenly said, he opened his palm suddenly, pointed ahead, and ran away.

I glanced at it inexplicably, there was nothing special in front of me, but I didn't dare to refute the old man's words, so I had to raise my legs to follow.

There are a lot of modern dwellings here, and the only one left by the developer is a courtyard house, which happens to be the place that the old man is referring to.

It can also be regarded as an old courtyard house, which was developed by the local government in the early years of the city, so some old houses were removed and the construction was started again, leaving only a courtyard house in the west of the city.

This courtyard is surrounded by other high-rise buildings, which seems quite dense, and the entrance of the courtyard can only be clearly seen by several alleys.

The three of us stood at the door, the old man endured the pain and untied the silk thread in his hand, threw it on the ground, then took out the gauze and wrapped the wound casually, and then stepped into the courtyard.

"Be careful, it's not usual"

Zenichi's voice came from behind him, and he had already made a defensive posture.

The old man pushed open the closed door, and I listened to the creak, and my whole body tensed, and I followed him in.

"Is the main body of the Yin Land here?" I asked the old man in a whisper.

He shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

The courtyard is very clean, and there is no dust, as if someone has specially cleaned it, and even the road in the courtyard is paved with bluestone, and there is no feeling of dirtiness.

As soon as I entered, I felt like I was separated from the outside world, and the feeling here was extraordinary, and it was easy to calm down.