I, the last Yin-Yang embroiderer

Something happened here.

Su Yu sighed deeply in the store.

Went to Lao Lin's shop next door.

As soon as I walked in the door.

Lao Lin made a cup of tea, put it on the table and said hello

"You're done, come sit down"

"I just saw that man leaving with his son in his arms, so I guessed that you would be here soon too."

"How is it? Any ideas?"

Su Yu drank the tea in the cup in one gulp and shook his head.

"Do you have any ideas? People in our line of work have seen a lot of this kind of thing."

"It's even more outrageous than these things. It's not like you haven't seen it before, so it's not the same thing."

"not to mention"

"All living beings suffer. If you can live your whole life without doing bad things, you will not be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door in the middle of the night."

Old Lin also sighed for this and said slowly

"makes sense"

"All living beings suffer"

"The person who is coming to see me today is also a miserable person."

Su Yu picked up the teapot without politeness, poured himself a cup of tea, and raised his eyebrows in question.

"After all, there are not many people who can be called miserable."

Old Lin also raised his bandaged arm, leaned closer and whispered.

"I'll just say one thing and you can think about it yourself."

"Three children were born in three years, and the fetuses were ghost babies."

As soon as he heard this sentence,

Su Yu's hand holding the tea stopped for a second and said in surprise.

"This is really a miserable life, but is it a dead baby or a ghost baby?"

"Three consecutive babies were born as ghost babies. Can this person still live to this day?"

Although there is only one word difference between a dead baby and a ghost baby, in the Yin world, they are completely different.

A dead baby has no resentment and will not cause any harm to the mother's body.

But a ghost baby is extremely evil!

Whenever it is born, If the ghost baby is not dealt with in time, it is not far away from death, let alone three babies in a row.

This is simply unbelievable.

Lao Lin stood up, pulled out a few photos from the cabinet, and pushed them in front of Su Yu.

"This is a photo sent by the sufferer. Can you tell me whether this is a dead baby or a ghost baby?"

Su Yu frowned in confusion and looked at the photo pushed by Lao Lin.

With just one glance,

Su Yu could be absolutely sure that the thing in this photo was really a ghost fetus!

The baby in the photo was completely black and his eyes were hairy. Bai, no nose, only a very thin lips, as if showing a creepy smile

"He was really not afraid of death, he actually dared to capture it with a camera."

Old Lin also nodded in agreement and continued.

"This is the photo she sent me. I don’t know the specific situation yet, but I will know it later."

Su Yu put the photo aside and leaned on the sofa behind him very relaxedly and asked.

"By the way, why haven’t I seen Cheng Banxian these two days? He disappeared after returning from Fengmen Village."

Old Lin was also puzzled. He stroked his bandaged left arm and asked

"If you didn't tell me, I wouldn't have noticed yet. Is Cheng Banxian going back to Kyoto or looking for Liu Xiazi?"

"All day long, the dragon appears and disappears."

While the two were chatting, a slightly nervous footsteps came from far away.

Old Lin stopped what he was about to say and said slowly

"Okay, it's probably the owner of the suffering who has come to see what's going on."

As Su Yu and Lao Lin looked at each other, a young woman about twenty-seven or eighty-year-old walked in from the door step by step.

She was wearing a maternity dress and a long coat. Her belly was slightly swollen and she had a A small yellow bag walked into the store with a serious look on his face.

After nodding at Su Yu, he asked nervously.

"I contacted Master Lin yesterday and said that I would come here today. Who is Master Lin among you two?"

Old Lin quickly stood up and pointed to the sofa opposite.

"Sit, sit, sit, sit down quickly."

Then he pointed at Su Yu beside him and introduced him.

"I am Master Lin, and this is Master Su."

The woman who was sitting upright responded after hearing Lao Lin's introduction.

"Hello two masters."

Looking at the extremely nervous and cramped woman in front of him,

Lao Lin lit a piece of incense and said as gently as possible.

"Don't be nervous. First tell me your name and why you are here."

The woman sniffed and felt the faint fragrance on the tip of her nose.

The original nervousness calmed down slightly and she said slowly

"My name is Mingyue, the bright moon of Qingfeng Mingyue. The reason why I came to see these two masters this time is."

Just after saying a word,

Mingyue stopped, biting her lips, clenching her fists, as if she had something to hide.

After a few seconds, she sighed and shook her head. She took off the long coat she was wearing, She stood up, pulled the waist of her maternity dress, and exposed her belly, saying with a slightly trembling tone.

"Two masters, please take a closer look."

Then the two of them focused their attention on Mingyue's swollen belly.

Tens of seconds passed.

Nothing happened.

Just when they were confused and ready to give up, a baby's grimace suddenly appeared on Mingyue's side. There was a mark on his belly.

He struggled hard, as if he was trying to break out.

After struggling for a few seconds, he seemed to be pulled back by something, and

Su Yu and Lao Lin made eye contact. , there was a look of horror in their eyes. It was obvious that the situation on Mingyue's belly was extremely abnormal.

Looking closely at the size of Mingyue's belly, she was probably between six and seven months old. Between

June and July.

Although fetal movements are relatively frequent during the tenth month of pregnancy, the fetus will never press its face against the mother's belly.

You can even vaguely see the facial features.

It doesn't look like fetal movement at all, but more like it wants to burst out of the mother's belly.......

Mingyue bit her lips and whispered in surprise.

"I seem to be able to hear it in my dreams every day these days, in my ears"

"Someone keeps calling me"

"sister, sister......"