I, the last yin-yang embroidery master

Yin runs through all veins.

All by their different ritual instruments.

For example.

Mr. Yin and Yang use a peachwood sword, Feng Shui master uses a compass, Yin and Yang embroiderer uses a pattern needle, and so on.

This wooden hairpin is Feng Xuan's most important magic weapon.

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

This says one thing.

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

All the ways and deeds were abolished.

Looking at the blood spots on Feng Xuan's five fingers, Su Yu and Cheng Banxian glanced at each other.

After a few seconds of silence.

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

Hold the hairpin in your hand.

The lightweight ones don't seem to weigh much.

Since it has been used a lot, the smooth one is not awkward.

Holding the wooden hairpin, Su Yu frowned slightly.

Perceive carefully.

After a few seconds have passed.

Gently place the hairpin in the box.

There was nothing unusual about the fingers.

Not to mention being pricked with blood beads.

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

"Su Yu, it's no different for you to hold a wooden hairpin. "

"So it seems. "

"There's nothing wrong with the hairpin itself. "

"For now. "

"The problem seems to be getting worse. "

After Feng Xuan heard this.

His eyebrows were lowered, and he didn't know what to say.

Stunning face.

Because of the worry, it looks a little pale, and it adds a little coquettishness.

Su Yu also sighed secretly and said slowly.

"Don't rush to conclusions. "

"Try again. "

After speaking.

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

Pointing to the black Jiao pattern needle, he said softly to Feng Xuan.

"Try it and see if you can pick up this needle of mine. "

"That's how you know. "

"Are you rejected by all the tattoos, or are you rejected by the tattoo master? "

Su Yu's words actually have a deep meaning.

Because although they all belong to the category of vaginal tattoos.

But there is also a difference.

For example, in the lineage of the Yin Tattoo Master, there may be some taboos.

But in the hands of the Yin and Yang embroiderers.

But it became less than worth mentioning.

It's like.

Most of the underworld people need to rely on impermanence to earn a living.

They are all respectful to them.

But Su Yu, Lao Lin, or Cheng Banxian.

This kind of top master and lineage of the Yin Xing.

There's no need to look at the faces of those ghosts.

One could even say.

When appropriate, you can also order the ghost to do things for you.

This is in the other yin people.

It's all unimaginable.

So Su Yu asked Feng Xuan to try to hold the black Jiao pattern needle, and he also wanted to take a look.

The trouble she has provoked.

To various extents.

Feng Xuan, who was wearing a cheongsam to show off her excellent figure, bit her lip lightly with her silver teeth.

After a few seconds of hesitation.

As if he had made the greatest determination in his heart, he reached out and shook it towards the black Jiao pattern needle.

Just the moment you hold it.

The roar of the dragon sounded, and the black Jiao pattern needle trembled slightly in Feng Xuan's hand.

Feng Xuan, who was holding the black Jiao pattern needle, was also uncomfortable.

There was still a slight tingling sensation.

From her fingertips to her whole body.

But in the end, it's bearable.

Compared to the pain of holding a wooden hairpin, it is several times better.

As time passes.

The dragon's groans stopped.

The needle, which was originally in a tremor state, gradually quieted down.

Tingling sensation in the fingertips.

At this point, it has dissipated.

Feng Xuan held the black Jiao pattern needle tightly, revealing an irrepressible look of joy.

There is a little sparkle in the eyes.

Needless to say, how much pressure she had been under before.

As a tattoo master, he can't hold the wooden hairpin.

This situation.

No matter who you change, it's a little hard to accept.

Now I can hold the black thread needle.

It's like holding hope, it's no different.

Seeing that Feng Xuan was finally able to pick up the black Jiao pattern needle safely.

Cheng Banxian finally breathed a deep sigh of relief.

Pick up the teacup and take a sip, meaning something.

"It doesn't seem like it's the worst yet. "

"It's probably a taboo in your Yin Tattoo Master's lineage. "

"But it's taboo. "

"Arrived at Su Yu's place. "

"Although it is inevitable to reduce Yin Virtue, it is not so much that even his own eating guy can't hold it. "

Cheng Banxian's tone was a lot more relaxed.

Let's not talk about the fact that Feng Xuan is also a person in the Yin Xing.

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

After all, everyone has a love for beauty.

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

As Cheng Banxian said. "

"You committed a taboo, but you didn't know it, and in the end you couldn't hold the hairpin. "

"Still. "

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

"At first, the tremors didn't stop. "

"It's because of something you do. "

"The last stitch is calm and stable. "

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

"So now. "

"I'm going to ask you a question too. "

"As far as these days are concerned. "

"What kind of taboo have you committed?"

"Don't hide it. "

Hear this.

Feng Xuan frowned and pursed her lips, with a look of memory in her eyes.

Think carefully about what has happened recently.

A moment later.

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he replied coquettishly and coldly.

"Don't hide it from Master Su. "

"Just now I carefully thought about this period of time, turning it over and over again. "

"I still don't know. "

"What kind of taboo did I commit to cause this? "

"On weekdays. "

"I'm all in my own shady shop in Port City. "

"When a guest comes, I help them solve their troubles. "

"But I also follow the ancestral teachings of the Yin Tattoo Master. "

"There are tattoos, and there are no tattoos. "

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

"I really don't know. "

"What the hell did I do wrong? "

Su Yu touched his chin and nodded.

His face was expressionless, and he did not show the slightest emotion.

But his eyes flashed with yin and yang gossip and five elements, carefully observing Feng Xuan.

On weekdays.

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

Let's not talk about the consequences.

Just snooping on the blessings and misfortunes of others is extremely bad.

Not to mention for this kind of thing.

A person in the yin line who looks very seriously.

Now Su Yu observed Feng Xuan with the Yin Yang Sky Eye.

It is also a last resort.

As the yin and yang gossip in the pupils slowly faded.

Su Yu frowned, and asked in confusion.

"Your back. "

"Is there a tattoo..."

Ps: Author Gou has a fever today, and he is weak, so he hangs two bottles of water to get better, and he will make up for the update tomorrow~