I, the last yin and yang embroidery master

The next day.

Su Yu who returned from the ghost market of Jinling Chaotian Palace.

The Qinglong Moon Knife was placed in the position of carrying a knife at the door of the store.

The placement of the knives also has its own special attention.

There are two types: carrying knives and standing knives.

The knife represents.

Rong Ma is a body, mighty and righteous, driving away ghosts, warding off evil town houses, and majestic.

The standing knife is a representative.

He is solemn and serious, reads poetry, is admired, shocks all directions, and attracts wealth and blessings.

The tip of the knife facing up is a standing knife, which is a literary image, attracting wealth and blessings.

The tip of the knife enters and lowers the knife, which is a martial statue to ward off evil town houses.

The two ways of placing them should never be reduced to one and the same.

Don’t lie down.

Because lying horizontally, whether the blade is inward or the blade is outward, it represents murder.

Although the Green Dragon Moon Knife was placed.

But Su Yu’s mind still remembered the words that the sword man said from time to time.

When the eyes are opened and closed, they will be found.

This prophecy is extremely difficult to fulfill.

No matter from which aspect, the picture of opening the eyes and closing the gong wants to be tattooed on a person’s body.

It is also difficult to say that it is not subject to reaction.

After Su Yu sighed, he shook his head and didn’t think much about it.

Yin Xing, regardless of that vein, is very particular about a fate.

When fate comes, naturally everything can be done.

And fate.

It is something that cannot be asked for, and it is all by providence.

After not thinking about it anymore.

Su Yu walked to the sofa and sat down, gently pouring himself a cup of tea.

Tasting tea is not much different from savoring life.

The taste is different.

There are differences between good tea and bad tea, and there is also the difference between new tea and aged tea, and even taste.

There is also a difference between bitter and then sweet or sweet and then bitter.

Just as Su Yu carefully tasted the taste of tea.

Lost soul, rather vain footsteps, all the way to stop in front of the store.

A young girl dressed in black looked into the store and asked and answered.

“You, hello, I want to ask, Master Su, is he here?”

Listen to this sound.

Su Yu drank all the tea in the cup, stood and beckoned outside the door.

“Come in, I’m right here.”

The girl in black walked in step by step, a little unaware of the so-called standing on the side.

Neither is standing, nor is it sitting.

Su Yu raised his head to the sofa in front of him.

“Sit down, no matter what, you have to sit down and talk.”

After the girl in black hesitated for a few seconds, she also sat down slowly, biting her lip and not knowing what to say.

Su Yu looked at the girl in black carefully.

His face was pale, his lips were dry, his eyes were deeply frightened, and Yin Tang’s eyebrows were a little black.

Judging from this situation alone, it is estimated that he was not lightly frightened.

Su Yu took out a tranquilizing incense from the drawer and lit it.

The faint gentle fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose to make people feel at ease.

The girl in black smelled this wisp of fragrance and involuntarily narrowed her eyes slightly.

Su Yu gently tapped on the table, attracting the girl’s attention, and asked aloud.

“Come here, don’t be afraid.”

“If I can help, I will naturally help you, no need to worry.”

“What do you call it, and why did you come to me?”

The girl in black heard Su Yu’s question and bit her lip lightly.

As if there was something unspeakable, he lowered his head and said like a fine mosquito.

“My name is Xiaowen, as for why I came to Master Su.”

“It’s because I feel like I’m dying…”

Su Yu’s eyes suddenly showed a sharp light.

One man said he was dying.

How weird and outrageous this kind of thing is, thinking about it will make your scalp tingle.

Su Yu touched his chin and asked in a gentle tone as possible.

“Let’s talk about what happened, as for whether it is about to die.”

“It’s not that you have the final say, but.”

Su Yu paused and stretched out his finger to point to the sky.

“It’s up to it.”

Xiaowen looked at Su Yu’s serious eyes, and his clenched lips loosened slightly.

After being silent for a few seconds, he pulled down his collar and revealed his smooth neck to Su Yu and said in a trembling voice.

“Master Su, can you see anything?”

Su Yu looked towards Xiaowen’s neck with some doubt.

There is nothing and no wrinkles.

“I don’t see anything on it?”

Xiaowen’s body trembled slightly, as if he had thought of something extremely terrifying, and said in horror.

“Su, Master Su, didn’t you see a rope-like thing around my neck?”

“Can’t even you see it?”

“Is it really just me who can see it? Is there really no one to help me? ”

Speaking of the back.

Xiaowen’s whole voice was a little desperate, and the black mark on Yintang’s eyebrows was extremely eye-catching.

When Su Yu heard Xiaowen’s somewhat vague words, he immediately had a general direction in his heart.

His eyes lit up with the five elements of yin and yang gossip, and he looked towards Xiaowen’s neck.

A rope formed by evil black qi wrapped around his neck.

The most terrifying thing is that the rope is still tightening little by little.

It’s not hard to speculate.

Wait until the rope finally tightens.

Naturally, it was when Xiaowen died.

The yin and yang gossip in Su Yu’s eyes gradually faded, and his fingers tapped on the table, thoughtfully.

“I saw that thing you said.”

“But there is a rope formed by a cloud of black qi, wrapped around your neck, and it is still tightening little by little.”

“When did this situation start?”

Xiaowen’s whole person trembled with excitement for some reason.

Tears flowed down, suppressing emotions.

“I know, I know Master Su you can see.”

“Each of them said I was too anxious to hallucinate.”

“But how could they know the pain and fear in my heart.”

“Master Su, can you save me, save me?”

Su Yu looked at the excited Xiaowen, and drank in a deep voice to make him return to the divine path.

“Answer me first, when did you start this happening?”

Xiaowen also came to his senses under Su Yu’s reprimand, and bit his lips again and replied with some fear.

“I discovered this three days ago, and today is the fourth day, and the rope around my neck is shrinking tighter.”

“I don’t know when, maybe I’ll die…”

Su Yu continued without thinking.

“Three days later.”

“If nothing else, in three days, you’ll be dead.”

“And what is on your neck, called.”

“Ghost hanged himself!!”