Merchant of the Underworld

After some treatment, the toxins on the wound were reduced a lot, but the swelling remained.

I took a quick hot bath and was about to call Li Mazi, but found that he had already fallen asleep.

There are also two bowls of soaked bucket noodles on the table.

He was basically the one driving the whole way, and after all this, he was really exhausted.

I didn't call him anymore. While eating the noodles, I took out the small white stone and turned it over.

The stone is only the size of a fingernail, square and slightly flat, and looks similar to a phone card.

What is this thing, and why does the killer foreigner have it embedded in his body?

Moreover, it also produces blue light when exposed to fire. No matter how you look at it, you feel that there is something weird about this thing.

I thought for a while, then took a photo and sent it to the WeChat circle. The sex dealers in the circle were confused, and most of them had just woken up and were in high spirits.

When they saw that I actually sent a message, they all actively forwarded my inquiry to me!

Before I could finish the bucket of noodles, Mr. Wu’s profile picture flashed.

When he opened it, he saw that it was from his grandson: "Shopkeeper Zhang, my grandfather said that you should throw that thing into the fire and let it burn."

"Didn't I say it? Throw it into the fire and it will emit blue light." I replied.

"No, grandpa said you must have burned it with a fire talisman. He asked you to burn it with an ordinary flame, then throw it into the water and take a look."

"Wait a minute, I'm going to try it right now." Putting down the phone, I ran to the bathroom and pressed the lighter to toast it.

As soon as the stone was exposed to the firelight, it immediately turned black and emitted a foul odor.

According to what Mr. Wu said, I threw the stone into the pool again. The stone was like an ink block, and as soon as it entered the water, it immediately emitted a black mist.

The black mist gathered and scattered to form a human face on the water!

This face is very unfamiliar, not the blue-eyed foreigner at all, and I have never seen it before.

After a while, the entire water surface was filled with black mist, and it was impossible to discern any shape at all.

I picked up the small stone and took a look. There was an extra figure on it.

A sheep.

On the small black stone piece, there is a white sheep carved on it.

How is this going?

I returned to the bedroom and told the truth: "Heat the stone with fire and it turns black. After you put it in water, a face appeared, and there was a sheep printed on the stone."

"Shop Manager Zhang, grandpa wants to talk to you on the phone." The other party responded quickly.

I typed "OK", but before I could send it out, Mr. Wu called me.

"Jiulin, are there any outsiders around you? Find a safe place and don't let others hear what you say next." Mr. Wu's voice was hoarse and he deliberately lowered his voice.

He is so careful in his own home. It seems that this stone is not simple!

I walked to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and whispered back: "Mr. Wu, please tell me."

"I resold that stone." Wu Laobao said directly.

"Did you sell it? What is this?" I was slightly surprised.

"It's the soul-splitting stone."

"The soul-splitting stone?"

"Yes! This thing is actually made of relics. There are twelve in total. They were left behind after an eminent monk from the Southern and Northern Dynasties passed away." Wu Laohuan explained.

"Speaking of it, it happened twenty years ago. I sold this thing to a colleague from Guangxi, but the man died three days after taking my thing. He was stabbed cleanly on his neck. The case has not been solved until now. I have always suspected that it was related to this thing, and it was probably the customer who bought it from him who did it!"

"Then who is this customer?" I asked.

"I don't know." Old Wu replied.

"Mr. Wu, what's the use of this soul-sharing stone?"

"After transformation, the soul can be divided into twelve parts and hidden in these twelve small stones. Then these small stones can be embedded in other people's bodies, and they can survive by being nourished by those people's yang energy. After all twelve people die, these souls will gather again..." Wu Laohuan explained.

"Then the person whose soul was originally separated can come back to life?" I frowned.

"That's right!" Mr. Wu replied in a loud voice: "However, there is a premise for this, that is, the yang energy of these twelve people alone is far from enough to nourish the soul-splitting stone. These people also need to continue to hunt for the soul-splitting stone. Yang Qi.”

"You mean..." Suddenly, I seemed to think of something!

"They will continue to kill people! Use the person's last breath of Yang energy to nourish the soul-splitting stone! In other words, no matter who these twelve stones are embedded in, that person will consciously or unconsciously become a Killer."

"What if they were originally killers?" I suddenly thought of a possibility.

There are twelve soul-splitting stones in total. The God of Death has twelve disciples, and each of them is a killer!

When we were in Korea, Han Laoliu and I teamed up to kill the God of Death who had invaded Ye Shisan's body. Then this inexplicable killer came to the door. Maybe he was the disciple of the God of Death.

Precisely because of the existence of the Soul Splitting Stone, they knew who killed the God of Death!

When Mr. Wu heard what I said, he was silent for a moment and said: "Jiulin, this is what I'm worried about! Tell me the truth, did you just kill a disciple and got this stone from his body?" "

"Yes!" I nodded and said, "I won't hide it from you. I did kill a killer just now, and not long ago, I also killed the God of Death."

"That should be correct!" Wu Laohu said: "I have always suspected that the person who took the soul-splitting stone back then was the God of Death! He embedded this thing in the twelve disciples in order to plan for his resurrection in the future. If you really mess with them, you'll be in big trouble! These guys are far from ordinary killers, and no one knows who they are or what they look like! If it doesn't work, I'll give it to you Introduce a place, let’s avoid it first.”

"It's useless to avoid them." I shook my head: "I don't know who they are, and when they will come. How long and how long should I avoid them? Should I hide them for decades and survive them all? Since it's troublesome It’s no use being afraid, just let them come! Anyway, I have a lot of enemies, so I’m not afraid of eleven more.”

Wu Laobei was silent for a long time, and then sighed: "Okay! Jiulin, I'm old and not very capable, so I really can't help you much. But if you can use me, even if Open your mouth."

"Mr. Wu, I have remembered your kindness! But once the soul stone is embedded in the body, will it be impossible to identify it?" I asked.

"I don't know about this either. It's true that I sold the soul-splitting stone. But I don't know how it was refined and transformed later. However, this thing is made of relics after all, so it should be There will be appearances in temples and in front of Buddha statues, so the place I recommend to you is the Jiuhua Mountain Body Hall, the dojo of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. But you are right, you can't hide it for a lifetime, let alone in a temple. , isn’t that the same as becoming a monk? So... Jiulin, you have to be careful!"

After thanking Mr. Wu, I put down my phone and couldn't help but feel scared.

He was actually targeted by the Twelve Disciples of Death!

From this point of view, the sculptures on this figure should be the twelve constellations, or the twelve zodiac signs.

The foreigner I just killed was an Aries.

In other words, there are eleven people who will come to take my life at any time!