I, the last yin and yang embroidery master

With the yin qi carried by the rhino horn gathers.

The ghost creatures with white bones, blood and flesh residues, and cold bodies also appeared next to Jiao Cheng.

The empty eyes stared at Jiao Cheng incomparably fiercely, full of bone-deep coldness and resentment.

The air around them was a little frozen at this time, and the ghostly voice sounded.

“I want you to die, I want you to die————”

When Jiao Cheng heard this voice, he suddenly showed a panicked look on his face, and quickly said in fear.

“Su, Master Su, what are you doing.”

“I really haven’t done it, I really haven’t!”

Hear this sentence.

The ghosts around Jiao Cheng, the yin qi directly boiled and roared, and the ghost qi was pervasive.

“Bang ————”

Su Yu slapped his palm the coffee table, and he was rarely angry.

Yin Xing stayed for a long time, and there were many situations to see.

But Su Yu had never seen Jiao Cheng with half a foot as a Yin Xing person.

When death is imminent, it is still all kinds of deception.

Even the Lord of Suffering appeared in front of him, still saying that he had not done it.

This kind of person.

Die without repentance, there is no cure.

Su Yu suppressed the anger in his heart and said in an extremely cold voice.

“Ghost companions, this situation is extremely rare.”

“This kind of situation where ghosts follow closely behind them to ask for their lives no matter when and where, basically only appears in ghosts with deep grievances.”

“It is said that there is a wrong and a debtor has a master.”

“No matter how much you deny this, this retribution is on you after all.”

Su Yu’s extremely harsh words sounded in the tattoo parlor.

The atmosphere of the whole tattoo parlor.

It’s already a little weird at the moment.

Jiao Cheng curled up in the corner, tightened his collar with his hand, and said hoarsely.

“All this, blame you, blame you.”

“If you give me a bite to eat, how could I get to this point.”

Speaking of which.

Jiao Cheng suddenly had an emotional breakdown, grabbed his hair hard, and slowly spoke.

Twenty years ago.

When cremation and funeral homes were not yet vigorously implemented.

Every family that has an ancestor dies will set up a spiritual hall in its ancestral hall or ancestral home.

While decorating the spiritual hall.

It is inevitable that the guardian will cry.

Jiao Cheng, who dropped out of school since he was a child, has no skills, in order to find a way to survive.

So he followed a relative and engaged in the line of keeping the soul crying.

It is very similar to Cheng Banxian’s life experience.

But he didn’t have the kind of luck that Cheng Banxian had.

Then.

Guarding the mourning is a popular profession.

Rites of passage.

No one can escape.

Whenever there is a spiritual hall decoration, there will be a guardian like Jiao Cheng crying and mourning.

In the hall of the soul for the deceased who don’t even know their names.

Vigil all night, crying and wailing.

But the good times did not last long.

Everything has a life cycle.

With most people migrating to the city.

and the popularity of funeral homes.

The series of matters such as erecting a spiritual hall, opening a legal field, and guarding the mourning of the soul gradually declined.

Right at this moment.

Jiao Cheng looked at Su Yu with a twisted face, gritting his teeth and whispering.

“That’s when it started.”

“I went from a full itinerary to not being able to receive invitations from several owners in the following year.”

“Even this year, no family has ever come to me.”

“I don’t know what happened, obviously we didn’t do anything wrong, why we were abandoned by society.”

“Whenever I pass through here and see your dark street, full of people, I become more and more unbalanced.”

“You are also seeking a life in the yin, so that you can get better and better, while we who guard the soul and weep and mourn, but we have less and less voice.”

“I am not convinced, I want everyone to know that in this world there is no shortage of vigilantes and mourning.”

“It’s okay if the owner doesn’t call me.”

“Then I’ll find a proprietor myself.”

When he said this, Jiao Cheng showed a cruel smile.

“I want everyone to remember the name of the Guardian Weeping Man of Sorrow.”

“I found a random person on the way, cut off her head and limbs, and threw them in different places, leaving only blood-stained clothes, as for why there was no injustice and no hatred against her.”

“All I can say is that.”

“Even if it’s not her, it’s someone else, she’s just out of luck.”

“Although I have no Taoist practice and do not know any Taoist techniques, I know that this deceased must be full of resentment and cannot enter the coffin.”

“Sure enough, as I expected, the family could not find the body of the bitter lord, so they could only make a crown grave out of blood-stained clothes.”

“If you put it in a funeral home, you will also push the coffin in the middle of the night because of huge grievances, and you can’t enter the coffin.”

“Even the news that I want to ask the guardian to weep and mourn was spread by me.”

“I want everyone to remember that there are still guardians and weeping in this world.”

At this time, the atmosphere of the tattoo parlor became more and more condensed, and the ghosts standing behind Jiao Cheng looked extremely resentful.

Jiao Cheng didn’t pay attention at all, as if immersed in his own world, and continued to say to himself.

“Everyone is afraid of why the coffin opens inexplicably in the middle of the night.”

“I’m not afraid, because that’s what I did.”

“Since you open it, just close it.”

“When this matter is over, more people will naturally come to me in the future.”

“But when I thought the steps were going according to my plan.”

“The accident happened.”

Jiao Cheng trembled all over, and his crown trembled and his heart still palpitated.

“In the middle of the night, sure enough, just like the previous days, the coffin was retreated little by little.”

“But when I was about to close the coffin, I found that the bloodstained clothes inside were missing…”

“The crown is gone, only an empty coffin remains.”

“Guard the soul Mo guards the empty coffin, and the soul is broken without leaving a trace.”

“It’s a phrase that has been passed down from generation to generation in our vein.”

“I know, I’m in trouble, I’m going to die…”

Right here.

Jiao Cheng suddenly broke down emotionally and cried and wailed.

“Master Su, save me, save me.”

“I’m going to die, I’m going to die…”

Su Yu’s eyes were cold, and he spoke without the slightest emotion.

“People like you.”

“I can’t save it, go back and wait for death.”

Hearing Su Yu’s words.

Jiao Cheng did not continue to struggle this time, standing up as if he had resigned himself to his fate.

Wrapped in a down jacket hard, he walked slowly towards the door, still closely followed by the ghost.

When he was at the door, Jiao Cheng suddenly stood up and asked meaninglessly.

“Master Su.”

“Do you say that there will be no more guards crying in the future…”