"You...... Why ...... Hurt me......" My voice trembled, not because I was frightened, but because his yin energy was eroding my divine sense.

The big black man didn't speak, his eyes flashed with a faint red light, and he stared at me coldly.

The cold yin qi continued to pour in, and my whole body froze, this situation was very similar to a ghost press, but it was far more painful than a ghost press. Yin Qi travels in the meridians, like ice needles stabbing indiscriminately, and its suffering is in the name of ...... I don't remember where this sentence came from, maybe my grandfather said it, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that there is a half sentence at the end, which is the way to crack it.

But the hell thing, I forgot about it!

"Indescribable...... ......I groaned in pain, feeling as if my consciousness was frozen and I couldn't remember anything.

I thought to myself that it was over, so I just closed my eyes and accepted my fate.

I gave up, but the big black man didn't give up, and after more than ten seconds, my whole body froze, except for a trace of heat in the center of my eyebrows. As the yin qi approached step by step, this hot qi not only did not weaken, but became stronger and stronger, and a pure white light cluster loomed in front of me.

"Yin Qi travels in the meridians, like ice needles stabbing indiscriminately, its suffering is in the name of the form, the way to crack is to gather spiritual fire with divine light, and inspire the response of the five thunders in the inner scene, which can destroy the yin and evil!" , I suddenly opened my eyes and everything remembered!

The white light cluster is sexual light, and the sexual light is divine light, and life is at this moment! I closed my eyes and began to visualize. Speaking of this, some people may ask again, don't you know anything, why do you know so much?

Actually, I didn't know I knew this until then. In my case, these were stories told by my grandfather, or stolen from my dad's notes. For example, I not only saw the interior picture very early, but my grandfather also told me in detail, but at that time I just listened to the story and never thought about the true meaning of it.

At the juncture of life and death, people's potential will be stimulated to a certain extent, in the words of grandpa, people have primordial spirits, but people who do not have cultivation, primordial spirits generally only come out in three situations. One is when the mind is quiet, the second is when the mind is single-minded, and the third is when life and death are at stake. Now that I am at stake, I must be destined for life, so the Yuan Shen flashed for a moment, allowing me to figure out the way to save my life.

At that moment, I calmed down and began to visualize the thunder fire, but at first I didn't react at all, and my body was still in so much pain. This time I didn't give up, I put aside distracting thoughts, let go of life and death, and only meditated on thunder and fire. Because I vaguely remember that my grandfather said that the method of visualization is to practice qi with the power of the mind, and when you don't know the Fa-rectification, but with sincerity as the key, you must respond.

I just don't know the Fa-rectification right now, and I really don't have any tricks other than to visualize thunder and fire. So no matter how the big black guy tortured me, I didn't care, and I used all my heart on the thunder fire in that interior scene.

Sure enough, after about half a minute, the heat between the eyebrows began to swell, and then began to spread like fire. My head is not cold, my neck is not cold, and then my chest...... After a few minutes, the yin qi was forced into his feet.

I wondered a little, didn't the black witch start from my shoulder, why was my shoulder fine, but my feet were still so cold? And the yin qi on my feet is extremely tenacious, and no matter how I think about it, they just won't retreat.

I started to sweat all over my body, and between my mouth and tongue, the fire was burning, and my eyes began to hurt. This is a sign of the martial fire rushing through the meridians, which means that my visualization has been excessive, and the martial fire has lost control and started to impact the meridians. See, I can't get rid of the yin energy in my feet with my own visualization, but I can't give up, because as soon as I retreat, the yin energy will come up immediately.

The big black man is a blood spirit black witch, if he really wants my life, there are a hundred and eight ways to choose, but for some reason, he chose the most traditional and stupid one. Using yin qi to erode the divine consciousness is a common method used by spirits with low levels, and the aforementioned ghost press is also one of them. I really didn't expect that as a powerful blood spirit black witch, he would commit this kind of bastard.

But fortunately, he was the one who did this at the time, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to sit here and write this story.

After a few tug-of-wars of rendezvous, I can't support it, after all, I'm just an ordinary person, I don't have any internal skills, and the method is also from listening to stories, and the opponent is a rich and handsome man in the witch and ghost world, and his strength is far stronger than me.

Soon, the yin qi slowly surged up again, knee, thigh, waist, and then to the lower abdomen. I understand that this time it is really hopeless, once I let the yin qi attack the heart and suppress the heart, I will be completely out of play. Because at the beginning, the yin qi invaded by the shoulders and still belonged to the range of evil qi, while the yin qi that rose from the feet was heavy yin qi. When a person dies, the yin qi starts from the feet and goes up from the bottom.

Therefore, yin qi can be born from the top to the bottom, and it will die from the bottom up.

"Grandpa, it seems that my grandson has no life to learn your cheats, if I can't pass this level today, you have to come and take care of it earlier, I would rather go to the mountains with you to learn art than be turned into a puppet by this black guy!" As I struggled to visualize, I prayed silently, and my consciousness began to blur again.

At this time, a figure appeared from behind the big black man, and shouted angrily, "Evil obstacles, the poor road is here, dare to be presumptuous!" ”

The big black man threw me aside, turned around and ran. But no matter how quickly he reacted, it was not as fast as the figure, and I only felt that there seemed to be some light in the room for a moment, and there seemed to be a big black scream in my ears, and then I didn't know anything.

When I woke up, it was already past one o'clock in the afternoon, and the quilt on my body was very damp, probably soaked last night. My eyes were dry, my throat was swollen and sore, my head was about to explode, and my chest was very stuffy...... These are all symptoms of martial fire rushing through the menstruation.

At this time, what I needed most was to drink water, but I didn't have any strength at all, so I had no choice but to close my eyes and recuperate first, and wait for my strength to recover. Unexpectedly, as soon as my eyes matched, I immediately fell into a coma again, and I slept very deeply, and I had a lot of strange dreams.

First of all, I dreamed of Du Xiaoyu, I dreamed that she was writing a manuscript in the company, but the third child I saw last night was standing behind her. I wanted to call her and tell her to run, but I couldn't. In the end, I was in a hurry, and I picked up a cup out of nowhere and threw it over, and the cup fell to the ground and shattered, but there was no sound at all. I shouted and screamed as hard as I could, and there were more and more people in the office, and no one could see me, and no one could hear me. It was as if I had entered a world of silence, where the only sound was my shouting.

I woke up once in the middle, had a headache, and soon fell asleep again.

In this dream, I went back to 10 years ago, and the place was my grandfather's funeral shed. Second Master Zhu cried to death, and kept kowtowing to his grandfather's portrait, and the people around him couldn't persuade him. I didn't cry this time, I stood up and walked over to him and grabbed him, "Grandpa Zhu, tell me, what did my grandfather do for your family?" ”

Second Master Zhu paused for a moment, then took my hand and began to tell something...... Like the previous dream, from the moment he began to speak, this dream became a silent film again.

"What did you say?" I asked loudly, "I can't hear clearly, Grandpa Zhu, be louder!" ”

He seemed to hear me, stood up and pulled me outside, and after another talk, I looked at him blankly, and couldn't hear anything.

"I can't hear, I can't hear...... I cried, "what did my grandfather do for your family, and why did he die for your family?" You tell me, you tell me everything! ”

Second Master Zhu was very anxious, he seemed to have tried his best to explain, but I just couldn't hear even the slightest sound. Eventually, he broke down and dragged me back to the tent and put me on my side. At this time, the people in the funeral shed were gone, only me and him, as well as the portrait of my grandfather and the big black coffin.

I saw Zhu Erye kneeling there and kept talking, his expression was full of guilt and helplessness, when it came to excitement, he stood up and beat his chest, howled and cried, and his last breath didn't come up, he fell to the ground, and died of anger.

"Grandpa Zhu!" I shouted, reaching out to pull him up, but his body seemed to become an illusion, I could see it, but I couldn't touch it.

When I opened my eyes, I was so sick that I remembered it, but I didn't seem to wake up yet. So the next third dream, I don't know if it's a dream or not, because at that time, I should be half-asleep and half-awake.

I saw my grandfather, dressed in a Taoist suit, playing chess with two old men on a tall rock. The stone was so smooth that I couldn't climb it, so I could only watch from afar. I didn't shout this time, because the memories of the first two dreams still remain, and since it's a silent dream, then I'd better not speak, just watch quietly.

Grandpa played chess for a long time, and finally he smiled, and it seemed that he had won. Then he pushed the chessboard, said a few words to the two old men, turned around and walked to the edge of the stone, and waved at me, "Lin Zhuo, good boy, grandpa didn't mistake you, go back, don't forget to go back to your hometown to see grandpa when you are out of breath!" ”

I was excited, it turned out that I could talk in this dream!

But before I could speak, the ringing of my phone woke me up. When I opened my eyes again, my eyes didn't hurt anymore, my head and throat were still the same, and I still didn't have the strength in my body. The phone kept ringing on the bedside table, and I gasped a few times, took it with difficulty, and pressed the answer button.

"Hey, Lin Zhuo, are you okay?" Ye Huan was very worried, "I called you more than a dozen times and didn't answer, what's wrong with you?" You speak! ”

I tried to speak, but when I opened my mouth a few times, I didn't make any sound, and my throat was so swollen that I lost my voice.

"Lin Zhuo, Lin Zhuo, are you okay? Can't you speak? ”

I nodded subconsciously.

"You can't speak, can't you speak?" She asked.

I was so speechless, my heart said that I can't speak, how can I tell you that I can't speak?

"Don't worry, don't worry...... So, text, you text me and say", she suddenly figured it out.

I hung up my phone and sent her a text message, "I can't talk anymore, I'm dying of thirst, you come and save me, my address is ......"

Soon she replied, "Okay, I'll be there in ten minutes, you hold on!" ”

I smiled reluctantly, ready to get up and sit down for a while, regain my strength and open the door for her. But when I struggled to sit up, I suddenly felt that something was wrong in my legs, and when I lifted the quilt, I was shocked......