I, the last Yin-Yang embroiderer

Yin flows through various meridians.

All by their different instruments.

For example.

Yin Yang masters use peach wood swords, Feng Shui masters use compasses, Yin Yang embroidery masters use pattern needles, etc.

This wooden hairpin is Fengxuan's most important magical weapon.

If you can't even hold your own magic weapon.

This illustrates one thing.

The punishment from heaven and earth may have reached an extremely serious level.

Everything he did was ruined.

Looking at the blood spots on Fengxuan's five fingers, Su Yu and Cheng Banxian looked at each other.

After a few seconds of silence.

Su Yu frowned and reached out to grab the wooden hairpin that fell on the coffee table.

Hold the wooden hairpin in your hand.

It is light and seems to have no weight.

Since it has been used frequently before, it is smooth and does not hurt your hands.

Su Yu frowned slightly while holding the wooden hairpin.

Feel carefully.

After a few seconds passed.

Gently place the wooden hairpin in the wooden box.

There is nothing strange about the fingers.

Not to mention the bleeding beads from being stabbed.

When Cheng Banxian saw this scene, he also touched his chin and said in a deep voice

"Su Yu, there's nothing wrong with you holding the wooden hairpin."

"It seems"

"There is nothing wrong with the hairpin itself"

"For now"

"The problem seems to be getting worse."

After Fengxuan heard these words, she lowered her eyebrows and didn't know what to say.

Her beautiful face looked a little pale because of worry, which made it even more charming.

Su Yu also sighed secretly and spoke slowly. said

"Don’t rush to a conclusion yet"

"Try it again and see."

After saying that,

Su Yu took out the black dragon pattern needle from his pocket and put it on the coffee table.

Pointing at the black dragon pattern needle, he said slowly to Feng Xuan

"Try it and see if you can pick up my tattoo needle"

"This way we can know"

"Are you repelled by all tattoos, or are you repelled by tattoo masters?"

Su Yu's words actually have a profound meaning.

Because although they all belong to the category of Yin tattoos, they are also different.

For example, in the lineage of Wen Yin masters, some places may be taboo.

But in the hands of Yin Yang embroidery masters.

But it is not worth mentioning.

Most of the Yin Xing people have to rely on Wuchang Guizhao to make a living, but Su Yu, Lao Lin, or Cheng Banxian.

The top masters and inheritances don't even need to look at the faces of those ghosts.

It can even be said that when the time comes, it is simply unimaginable for other people in the underworld.

Fengxuan tried to hold the black dragon pattern needle to see what kind of trouble she had caused.

Fengxuan, who was wearing a cheongsam and showing off her excellent figure, hesitated for a few seconds.

Finally , as if she had made the greatest determination in her heart, she reached out and grasped the black dragon pattern needle.

At the moment when she held it, a faint roar sounded, and the black dragon pattern needle was in Feng Xuan's hand.

Shivering slightly.

Feng Xuan still felt a slight tingling sensation from holding the black dragon pattern needle, but it was still more bearable than holding the wooden hairpin.

The pain has improved several times.

As time passes, the trembling tattoo needle gradually disappears.

Xuan held the black dragon tattoo needle tightly, showing a look of uncontrollable joy, and her eyes were a little sparkling.

Needless to say, she was under a lot of pressure as a tattoo master.

Holding the wooden hairpin.

No matter who it is, it is a bit difficult to accept it.

It is like holding the hope that Feng Xuan can still get it safely.

After picking up the black dragon pattern needle, Cheng Banxian finally took a deep breath and took a sip.

"It seems that it is not the worst yet"

"It's very possible that he violated some of the taboos of your lineage of tattoo masters."

"But this is taboo"

"Arriving at Su Yu's place"

"Although it is inevitable to reduce the moral character, it is not like losing control of one's own food."

Cheng Banxian's tone became much more relaxed.

Let's not talk about the fact that Fengxuan is also a member of the Yin family.

Just the death of such a beautiful woman will make people feel a little pity.

After all, people love beauty. All of them.

Su Yu stretched out his hand to take the tattoo needle and said slowly.

"As Cheng Banxian said"

"You committed a taboo without knowing it, and in the end you couldn't hold the wooden hairpin"

"but"

"You also saw the performance of this tattoo needle just now"

"Trembling at first"

"because of something you did"

"The final tattoo is calm and stable"

"It also means that you still have room for redemption."

"So now"

"I also want to ask you a question"

"As far as these few days are concerned"

"Have you committed any taboos?"

"Don't hide anything."

After hearing this,

Fengxuan frowned and pursed her lips, with a look of reminiscence in her eyes.

She thought carefully about what happened recently.

After a moment, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she replied charmingly and coldly.

"Don’t hide it from Master Su"

"Just now I carefully thought about this period of time over and over again several times."

"Still don't know"

"What kind of taboo did I commit that led to this?"

"On weekdays"

"I always go to my own underworld shop in Hong Kong City"

"When guests come, help them solve their troubles"

"But I also follow the ancestral precepts of Master Wenyin"

"Some tattoos, some not tattoos"

"And if there are no customers, I just quietly arrange flowers and draw pictures in the shop."

"I really don’t know"

"What did I do wrong?"

Su Yu touched his chin and nodded.

His face was expressionless, without revealing any emotion.

But his eyes were flashing with Yin Yang Bagua and Five Elements, and he carefully observed Feng Xuan.

Normally,

Su Yu would never use the Yin Yang Sky Eye to observe his colleagues.

Not to mention what the consequences would be.

Just spying on other people's fortunes and misfortunes is extremely bad.

What's more, for people in the Yin line who take this kind of thing very seriously.

Now Su Yu used the Yin Yang Sky Eye to observe Feng Xuan.

He had to do so.

As the Yin Yang Bagua in his pupils slowly disappeared,

Su Yu frowned and asked in confusion.

"your back"

"Do you have a tattoo?……"

Ps: Author Gou had a fever today and felt weak all over. He drank two bottles of water before he felt better. I will update it tomorrow~