"Sister!"

Tsai suddenly became nervous and subconsciously held my hand.

But because he was the only man here, he quickly let go of his hand and picked up the shovel behind the door and slipped out along the wall.

I followed closely and didn't even dare to turn on the lights.

In the dim moonlight, I saw a rickety shadow outside.

Holding a twig as a cane, he reached for the bells on the ropes.

After touching it, deliberately shake it a few times.

Looking at the action, it looks like a provocation.

Just as I quietly took the shovel from Tsai's hand, the man suddenly raised his head.

A pair of empty eye sockets stand out.

Standing outside was a blind and hunchbacked old woman.

The hair was stranded like a lump of cement.

There were more than a dozen tattered clothes on his body, bulging like a bear.

"The master is back?"

Suddenly, the old woman spoke.

Listen to the old woman's words, she has been here before.

"Your Yin Immortal is no good!"

The old woman's words made me chuckle in my heart.

Then I grabbed my shovel and pulled the deadbolt open.

The old woman listened sideways, then turned her face to me accurately.

"No! It stands to reason that your Yin Immortal should have died a long time ago, why are there still remnant souls left? ”

"Old Man's ......"

I was about to step forward, but the old woman took a step back.

"It turns out that the master has other things!"

Speaking of this, the old woman stretched out her crutches and pointed at Pingping.

"You! And also...... You! ”

The old woman struggled to prop up her empty eye sockets and stared at me.

"You have a demonic aura in you!"

"Grandma, are you a master?" Tsai Tsai interjected, "Otherwise, how can you see so many things when you're blind?" ”

"Hahaha!" The old woman smiled, "I'm blind but not blind!" Kid, can you let me in and rest for another night? My old name is Hanako, and it's easy to freeze to death in this deep mountain and old forest! Have mercy on me! ”

Old called Hanako?

Not really!

It is really an old and blind beggar, who will not burrow into the deep mountains and old forests in the middle of the night.

Moreover, she also had insight into Ning Yi's situation.

"Please come in!"

I left the door open and held out my hand to the old woman.

The old woman lifted her crutches and placed them in the palm of my hand.

Actually, before I got closer, I was smelling the stench of the old woman.

It's the smell of rancidity, sweat, and excessive oil secretion, and it hurts my nose.

Even the well-behaved Pingping couldn't help but cover his nose.

But she soon ran to the kitchen and fetched water with a bucket, presumably boiling hot water.

"Yo, I smell the scent!"

Hearing the old woman say this, I looked at my bowl of self-heating hot pot.

Because I wasn't in the mood, I didn't move.

"I'll cook you another box!"

"No, no, no! We don't want to eat hot food if we want to eat! ”

"But the fans inside are already in a lump!"

"That's better! My teeth have long been broken, and I can't eat hard breathing! ”

The old woman said this, grinning at the rotten teeth that had festered to the roots.

I didn't have the heart to say anything more, so I handed the chopsticks to her.

The old woman took it and immediately devoured it.

When her mouth was full of red oil, she looked at me in a daze.

"Girl, why don't you eat?"

"I ...... Don't want to eat! ”

"Huh!" The old woman smiled, "People are iron and rice are steel, and if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry and panic!" If you collapse, who will take care of these two dolls? ”

Speaking of this, the old woman pushed the self-heating hot pot in front of me.

"Eat, girl! You can't starve! ”

When the old woman grinned, there was a vermicelli stuffed between her teeth.

Looking, it's really indecent.

But at the moment, I am no better than her.

In the confusion, I took the chopsticks.

Keep your head down and eat the remaining lotus root slices and potatoes little by little.

Eating and eating, tears are falling down.

I'm not scared, I'm sad!

The firelight of the funeral parlor and the screams inside kept echoing in my mind, and every second was torture.

"It can be done well! It's good to be able to eat! ”

The old woman said, raising her dirty sleeve to wipe my mouth.

After wiping it up, Ping Ping also walked in with a basin of hot water.

"Wash!" Ping Ping is timid.

"You think I'm dirty?" The old woman raised her bare brow.

"No!" Ping Ping shook his head vigorously, "It's comfortable to wash!" ”

"This kid is very timid!"

The old woman waved her hand, and suddenly turned her face to me.

"What is the essence of your Yin Immortal?"

The sudden remark made me stand up violently.

"What do you ask?" The old woman frowned, "What is the body of your Baojia Immortal?" ”

"I don't know!"

"So what are you worshipping?" The old woman snorted, "Maybe it has something to do with the fact that he's still struggling to catch his breath!" But...... He should have died a long time ago! If only I could see his tablet......"

Hearing the old woman say this, I hurriedly grabbed her rough hand.

Then he ripped off his clothes and pressed it to the tattoo on his left chest.

"You tattooed Yin Xian'er's tablet?"

The old woman was electrocuted and pulled her hand back violently.

"Yes!" I nodded vigorously, "At that time, I was here to make it easier to worship him, and to prevent anyone from damaging the tablet." So ......"

"No wonder!" The old woman muttered to herself, "One of your unintentional actions saved him invisibly." You used your body as a tablet, and invisibly created a shelter for him, which preserved a wisp of his remnant soul. Otherwise, he should have been scattered like another Bao Jia Immortal! ”

Another Baojia Immortal, referring to Huang Dafu, is naturally Huang Dafu.

How smart the boy is, he naturally understands.

He let out a 'wow' and crouched on the ground and cried.

And Pingping, who was at a loss, was stunned at first, and then sobbed together.

For a while, there was chaos in the house.

"What are you crying about? Does crying work? ”

The old woman slammed her stick on the table, and there was a sudden silence around her.

"What's the use of crying when you encounter difficulties and solve difficulties?" The old woman pointed at me, "Even if you use your flesh and blood to forge a shelter for the Yin Immortal, his remnant soul won't last long!" ”

"Old man!" I fell to my knees with a puff, "Please help me!" ”

"I'm just an old beggar, how can I have the ability to help you!"

"There are people outside the world, and there are people outside the world, and you must have accumulated a lot of home remedies when you walk all over the world. Whatever the outcome, will you give it a try for me? ”

"Girl, you're embarrassing me!"

"As long as you're willing to give it a try, I'm willing to give it all!"

"Hehe......" the old woman smiled, "it's just a Yin Fairy, and if you die, you'll die!" If you want some shelter, I'll find you a better one! ”

"He's my husband!" I choked.

"Anyway, you can be regarded as a person, you don't want so many good men in the world, but you want to marry a Yin Xian'er as a wife."

"I love him, and it has nothing to do with his identity!"

"If you really love him, why don't you give him martyrdom?" The old woman suddenly 'stared' at me, "He is a Yin fairy, you are a Yin person, so you are a natural pair!" The match of yin and yang is destined to end in nothing, and you were wrong in the first place! ”

"I see!"

Leaving this sentence, I bowed deeply to the old woman.

Then, he got up and rushed to the kitchen.

Just as I grabbed the fruit knife and was about to stab it in the chest, a cane slammed into my wrist.

Under the pain, the knife fell off.

"Old witch, what are you doing?" Then the boy who came shouted at the old woman, "My sister is really going to kill herself!" ”

"I'm just kidding, who knew she was serious!" The old woman looked aggrieved, "Girl, why bother? You can't be together in martyrdom! You are not of the same kind, and you don't go to the same place when you die! ”

Speaking of this, the old woman sighed.

"I don't know who you're so stupid with!"

After picking the knife with her cane, the old woman paced.

"The tablet tattooed on your body is not enough to protect him, because he is a Yin Immortal, and the environment he needs cannot be positive!"

"Death is yin!"

The old woman meant to let me die?

"What do you think?"

The old woman seemed to understand my intentions and glared at me fiercely.

"Only the yin qi you produce can play a protective role and save his life without harming your own life! However, too much yin qi will hurt you greatly! You ......"

"Is it okay to have a morgue, a funeral parlor, a crematorium, something like that?" I hurriedly interrupted the old woman, "Can you go to such a place to get contaminated with yin qi?" ”

"Didn't you understand me? The yin energy generated by itself! I mean...... You have to fake your death once, you have to trick the body into thinking you're dead, and then the yin qi produced by the corpse transformation fermentation can maintain the same magnetic field as the yin immortal! ”

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