What I didn't expect was that Qin Ming didn't show up overnight, and I didn't receive the news of Huang Cheng's death.

It was as if Qin Ming had given up revenge.

I contacted Liu Blind and went to the river together, and the originally resentful river could no longer feel the slightest yin qi, and even the river seemed to have become much clearer.

Overnight, Qin Ming disappeared without a trace.

According to Lao Jiang Ye, either Qin Ming finally gave up revenge and let go of his obsession; Either something took Qin Ming away.

He prefers the second possibility.

Not only him, but Liu Blind and I are also inclined to the second possibility.

We have seen Qin Ming's pain and resentment, and it is impossible to resolve it overnight.

It's just, what could it be that took Qin Ming away?

None of us had an answer, and what made me even more uneasy was that the brake marks on the hearse on the road by the creek seemed to be more obvious than before.

Let Liu Blind pay attention to Qin Ming's affairs. I came to the hospital again.

Granny Zhang was already preparing to be discharged from the hospital, and she was very surprised by my arrival, in her opinion, I should be busy dealing with Qin Ming's affairs.

After hearing me talk about Qin Ming's disappearance, Granny Zhang was silent for a long time before saying, "Didn't I promise you to go through Yin once?" Or I'll go find Qin Ming. ”

Walking in the yin is also called going down to the gods and passing through the yin. Go to the underworld in the body of a living person and ask people about things.

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No one knows whether there is a netherworld in this world, and even in the underworld, there are two completely different versions of going underworld.

One thinks that there really is a netherworld in this world, and the people who go to the underworld go there through special methods and see the deceased.

The other is a more mainstream theory, which believes that walking yin is just a way to communicate with ghosts, or even ghosts, in another form to get the information you need.

The object of the yin walk must be the person the person who has seen the yin walker, which seems to support this statement.

Of course, the fundamental reason that makes this statement mainstream is that no one has ever seen the Netherworld for sure, not even a ghost.

After listening to Granny Zhang's words, I only hesitated slightly, then refused, but said: "It's better to trouble Granny Zhang to meet my grandfather, I really miss his old man, help me ask him if there is anything that needs to be done by me." ”

Mrs. Zhang nodded and took me back to her home.

Mrs. Zhang's home is in the countryside, similar to most old-fashioned brick houses, except that the living room is not dedicated to the prince of heaven and earth, but a portrait.

Some are like Guanyin, but some are not exactly the same. Because it is on the dark side of the house, it looks a little gloomy.

"Sit down." After Mrs. Zhang said a word, she lit three sticks of incense in front of the portrait: "The incense is almost over, if I haven't come back yet, wake me up." ”

After I nodded, Mrs. Zhang knelt in front of the portrait, and began to chant words in her mouth: "Day and night, He Xiangu takes the yang soul, takes my disciple to the garden, takes it to the road and bridge, shakes the hands and feet, shakes the horse quickly, shakes the whip quickly, quickly beats the horse to the eaves, and the four people in front of the eaves receive money......"

There is no rhyme like a mantra, but it is like chanting smoothly, one word after another, faster and faster, until it is completely difficult to hear what is being said at the back, as if all the words are mixed together, and become a strange sound.

It makes people feel confused, like staying up all night in a trance.

As her voice faded, Mrs. Zhang's head drooped, and her chin rested on her chest. But the whole person knelt straight.

I didn't dare to make a noise, this was the first time I had seen the yin, for fear that because of my actions, it would affect Mrs. Zhang.

Except for the fact that his mind was a little drowsy, and he felt a faint gathering of yin qi, he did not notice anything abnormal.

I don't know how long it took, but Mrs. Zhang's body suddenly trembled slightly.

The incense, which had been half-burned, suddenly sped up, as if someone was constantly fanning the wind.

The yin air gradually thickened, and the light in the house was much dimmer.

I stood up and came behind Mrs. Zhang, staring at the incense.

Just when the incense was about to burn out, I stretched out my hand to wake up Mrs. Zhang, but Mrs. Zhang suddenly screamed, and the whole person fell backwards.

I hurriedly held her up, Mrs. Zhang's thin body seemed to have no weight, and the whole person was light, not only did not sink down, but had a feeling of floating upward.

"Granny Zhang, Granny Zhang."

After the incense was burned, Mrs. Zhang exhaled a foul-smelling breath and slowly opened her eyes.

She looked at me, ignored me, struggled to kowtow to the portrait, and then re-lit three sticks of incense. He sat down to the side with my support.

She was very tired and rested for a long time before she tremblingly poured the liquor and handed it to me: "You smelled the gloomy breath I spit out just now, drink it, it can be eliminated." ”

I just lifted the liquor and drank it down.

Obviously, it smells a lot of wine, but when you drink it in your mouth, it is like white water, and there is a slight strange smell in it, very much like the smell of paper ash.

Runic water!

I looked at the bottles everywhere, and they were thorough, and there was no paper ash.

"Xiaolong."

Hearing Mrs. Zhang's words, I took my attention back: "Granny Zhang, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, it's just that I didn't talk to your grandfather. Your grandfather and a woman are standing face to face.

The woman was dressed in a gorgeous period costume, red, with a long skirt that stretched into the darkness.

I could feel that woman was terrible.

Your grandfather kept waving me to leave.

The woman didn't do anything to me, but even then, I almost didn't come back. ”

I frowned, feeling a little uneasy.

Mrs. Zhang's words reminded me of the woman in the ancient tomb.

Grandpa is still confronting the owner of the ancient tomb, judging from Mrs. Zhang's description, even if he has a golden coffin, grandpa doesn't seem to have the upper hand.

I was thinking about it, and Mrs. Zhang, who eased up slightly, said again: "Xiaolong, I'm going to leave, and I won't come back in the future." ”

I nodded, this is something that Mrs. Zhang said before, although I don't have much contact with Mrs. Zhang, I still feel a little reluctant in my heart.

Looking up at Mrs. Zhang, I smiled and prepared to speak. But when I saw Mrs. Zhang's eyes, I was stunned.

Mrs. Zhang's eyes were cloudy, but in the middle of her pupils, there was a touch of silver.

"Granny Zhang, your eyes?"

"What's wrong with my eyes?" Mrs. Zhang stretched out her hand and touched her eyes, but found nothing abnormal. But she didn't carelessly, just took the bowl on the side, filled it with a bowl of water, and used it as a mirror.

I didn't see anything in the clear water, but Mrs. Zhang smiled wryly: "It seems that I am being targeted." ”

"Granny Zhang, what is this?"

Mrs. Zhang said solemnly: "Just now when I was about to leave, an 11 or 2-year-old child rushed towards me, just in a blink of an eye, I didn't see the child's appearance clearly, I only remember that his eyes seemed to be made of silver." ”

"Mercury Funeral Puppet!" I exclaimed, and then shook my head: "Impossible, that mercury funeral puppet has been destroyed." ”

"Mercury funeral puppet?" Mrs. Zhang repeated, and then her face froze: "It turned out to be a mercury burial puppet." It seems that I can't leave. ”

With that, she turned around again and knelt down in front of the portrait, muttering words in her mouth, only this time her voice was more rapid, and I could barely hear a word, except that she seemed to be asking something.