I, the last yin-yang embroidery master

With the door lock being gently unscrewed.

An incomparably turbid yin qi permeated out.

Su Yu saw the sitting ghost, his eyes slightly stagnant.

Walked straight into the room.

Looking at this muddy nightmare, there are some ghosts who don't know what to call them.

Sigh.

Holding a quaint rhino horn, he gently stabbed it on the ghost's arm.

The rhino horn is originally yin, and there are many tattoo atlases of rhino horns.

It also has the miraculous effect of gathering yin and fixing the soul.

A ghost who was originally confused.

Under the effect of rhino horn gathering yin and fixing the soul.

His eyes gradually regained his vitality.

The dazed expression disappeared.

Seeing this, Su Yu put away his rhino horns and asked in an extremely solemn voice.

"Huzi, what the hell is going on?".

It turned out that this soul in front of Su Yu.

It was the tiger in the police station before.

I thought it was weird before.

But I didn't expect it.

At today's feast.

I saw the tiger who turned into a soul.

No wonder just now to the faint sound ringing in the ears.

It felt unusually familiar, but I couldn't remember it for a while.

Because when Huzi appeared an extremely weird ghost crying and mourning.

Su Yu once paid special attention to him.

Now the tiger has become a spirit.

But his physical body was alive.

This illustrates a very horrible thing.

That is.

Someone not only occupied Huzi's original body.

made a series of actions of unknown meaning.

There must be a plan.

But none of this is conclusive.

Huzi, who was in a state of confusion, shouted anxiously after waking up.

"Master Su, it's only you, only you can save us!"

Su Yu stretched out his hand and pressed it.

Signal Huzi to calm down and not panic too much.

Under Su Yu's comfort, Huzi also calmed down the panic in his heart slightly, and slowly spoke.

"The other day was the fifteenth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, which is also the Mid-Autumn Festival. "

"Every year on this day, I go to my parents' graves to pay my respects. "

"Although I don't know why I want to worship my ancestors during the Mid-Autumn Festival, my brain seems to be telling me. "

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is even more important than the Spring Festival, so every year from August 15 to August, I will go to the grave to pay respects to my ancestors. "

"But there is one thing that makes me feel very weird, and that is that I have nothing but burning paper money for my parents. "

"Every year, I burn paper money for an unnamed grave next to me, even more than my parents'. "

"I don't know why, but in the back of my head, a voice told me that we were begging for forgiveness. "

Hearing this, Su Yu asked with some confusion.

"Are you worshipping your ancestors in Gusu City? or where are you?"

Huzi was stunned for a moment and replied without thinking.

"Diancheng, I will go to Diancheng every year to worship my ancestors, and before my parents died, our whole family lived in Diancheng. "

"When I was nine years old, after my parents had an accident, I was taken to live in Gusu City by distant relatives. "

"My parents were naturally buried in Diancheng before they died, and every year on the 15th day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, I specially returned to Diancheng to worship my ancestors, which has been the case for ten years. "

Hear about this place in Diancheng.

Su Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.

The city of Yunnan belongs to southern Xinjiang and is the provincial capital of southern Xinjiang.

And from Huzi's mouth before, it was quite eye-catching Fengmen Village.

It is also located in southern Xinjiang.

There must be some connection between the two.

Huzi paused for a few seconds and continued to speak.

"But this year, almost five or six days ago, I went back to Diancheng to worship my ancestors as usual. "

"When I went, I was fine, but when I returned, I felt completely dizzy. "

"It's like there's another person who's constantly instilling something weird in my head. "

"Closing the village, retribution, all must die, and the day of the moonfall is the time of death is approaching. "

These strange words rang in my head, and even a few days ago, I ran to a grave for no reason. "

"It was as if it wasn't me crying, it was the other soul inside me who was crying, and I couldn't control my body at all. "

"Master Su, do you know that feeling?".

"It's like a ghost pressing a bed, I can vaguely perceive the situation I'm in, but I just can't control myself from waking up. "

"I couldn't even open my eyelids, and that's when I was kicked out of my body and I was the way I am. "

"It is precisely because of this that I have more and more obsession in my heart, that is, to go to the closed gate village and stop the tragedy of Moonfall Day. "

"I have this obsession in my heart, so I can not be bound by black and white impermanence. "

"I was sent to this Yin-Yang Hotel, waiting for the real master to help me. "

"I knew that if I couldn't stop 'me' on Moonfall, maybe it would really happen..."

Before Huzi finished speaking.

Su Yu interrupted Huzi's speech and said slowly.

"This is not the place to talk, I took this obsession of yours, let's go back to my shop and talk about it in detail. "

"Because of this, I'm afraid it's not that simple..."