Yin Yang ghost hunter

Seeing me taking out the ancestral jade pendant, my cousin was stunned. Not only my cousin, but also Jiang He was stunned.

But soon my cousin came to his senses, walked up to me, knocked me on the head, and said viciously:

"You kid, you still use your status as the head of the family to oppress me? If you are not stronger than me, I will not recognize you as the head of the family. You must be punished today. If this happens the first time, there will be a second time.

Now that your uncle is missing, your only relatives are me and Zhong Shan, so we will be responsible for you."

Obviously, he was angry when he saw me pressing him with the jade pendant of the head of the family. Of course, it can also be seen from this that young people nowadays do not take this seriously at all. If grandpa is still alive, seeing

All jade pendants must be treated with utmost respect.

"oops!"

I yelled, fell down on the sofa next to me, closed my eyes, and said no more.

I didn't expect that my cousin would be so resolute, so it seemed that I had to use other methods. I hoped that I could escape this disaster by pretending to be unconscious.

"Zhongli, we really can't delay it any longer. He went to Shanquan Villa this time, at least because of you, and he was also injured. The injury was not simply due to the backlash of the ghost hunting power, there were other things.

factor."

Jiang He put his hand on my pulse gate and said in a dull tone.

"Really or not? Wasn't it magical just now?"

My cousin's tone softened slightly, not as cold as before, and at the same time he reached out and patted my face, but I pretended to be unconscious and didn't wake up even if he pinched me.

Later, the bathroom was filled with hot water, and Jiang He patted my shoulder and said:

"Get up, your cousin is watching TV and didn't know you were pretending to be comatose."

"How do you know I'm pretending to be comatose?"

I opened my eyes and saw only Jiang He in the bathroom, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

"I diagnosed your pulse, and it's actually quite stable. You took Chunyang Pills before, and the ghost-hunting power back in your body is now gradually becoming less calm. I've seen this kind of thing before, and I'm very familiar with you.

It’s different. You go in first and I’ll talk to you slowly.”

Jiang He pointed at the bathtub, which was still steaming hot. I touched it and found it was very hot, but I gritted my teeth and got in.

Next, Jiang He took the bag directly and took out some dried grass from it. The grass was withered and twisted into a ball, and its original appearance could not be seen.

However, after these withered yellow grasses were put into the water, they quickly began to dissolve, and the withered grasses began to turn very black little by little, like grass ash.

"You turn around."

Jiang He took out another cloth bag and said to me.

I turned around honestly and listened to Dr. Jiang's words. He glanced at my back and frowned slightly. There was a slender palm print in the middle of my back. This fingerprint was extremely dark, as if a person was standing with ink.

On the palm of my hand, and then pressed it hard on my back. I knew that Miko Murakami dropped it when she attacked me in a sneak attack.

In addition to my back, next is my neck. There is also a black scratch on my neck. This must have been Miko Murakami who lifted me up like a chicken and dropped me.

"How is the situation? I tried to mobilize the ghost-hunting power in my body to remove the yin energy in these two places, but I couldn't succeed."

I asked. From the moment I got in the car, I began to use the power of ghost hunting to dissolve the Yin energy contained in these palm prints, but the effect was minimal, because my cousin said before that this Yin energy stays in the human body.

Those who are above can slowly expel it with their own yang energy, but dead people are unable to expel it.

The feeling of yin energy gathering around the body is very uncomfortable. There is only one word for it: cold.

This kind of cold seeps into the skin and into the bones, no matter how much clothes you wear, it will be useless.

These black palm marks are like a big mole on my body that is difficult to eradicate.

"Well, the ghost-hunting power in your body is very weak, and the Yin Qi is very strong. What I just put into the bath is Chuyincao. Chuyincao grows around the tomb, which happens to be in conflict with the Yin Qi. Now you have

Don’t you feel the remaining Yin Qi in your body dissipating?”

Jiang He asked aloud.

"Well, it's just like what you said. It's just the back. It's hard for the yin energy on the back of the neck to escape. You might as well just prick me."

I know that Jiang He's silver needles are very powerful. They should be able to use the silver needles to help me release this yin energy. The rest of the yin energy left in the body can be slowly forced out with the help of the Chuyincao.

These Chuyin grass will only grow around tombs with strong Yin energy, and they must be in tombs that do not see the sun all year round. This kind of grass is actually very sinister, but it can restrain the Yin evil spirit, just like it can be found around poisonous snakes.

Herbal medicines to restrain snake venom, this is the truth.

"Okay, then I'll start, but you can hold back."

Jiang He smiled faintly, opened the cloth bag he had prepared in his hand, and then stabbed it into my back very quickly.

This time the acupuncture was different from the previous ones. After he stopped his hand, my back and neck felt like they were going to explode. Dense stinging pains came from these two places. I reached out and grabbed my back almost instinctively.

What's even more outrageous is that I heard that there seemed to be countless bubbles on the palm print on my back, and then they were punctured one by one by these silver needles, and then something emerged.

"No, we can't give up halfway now. We are removing the yin energy. It will only take a while!"

Jiang He had been prepared for a long time. He stretched out his hand and grasped my wrist tightly like steel pliers, but I couldn't break free.

When I came out of the bathroom, the black palm prints on the back were very faded. The rest can be healed after a night's sleep, and the yang energy in the body will naturally be driven away.

Seeing me looking like I was dying, my cousin holding the apple glanced at me and said calmly:

"Go to rest early. There are only a few days until the Chinese New Year. Don't go out these days."

"Well, okay."

I nodded and carried my tired body back to my room. I took a look at the soul-nurturing cauldron. I saw that the little devil was no longer there and I would probably not be able to come back until early in the morning.

Because of my physical fatigue, I fell asleep immediately, even sleeping deeply. Even this nightmare did not wake me up.

…

I arrived at a very mysterious place. This place is very wide, with blue stone bricks under my feet, but the surrounding area is foggy and hazy, making it difficult to see clearly.

In front of me was a very tall altar, which was made entirely of bluestones. There were four stone pillars around the altar, and these stone pillars were carved with ferocious-looking and ferocious evil spirits.

There was a man standing on the altar, wearing a blood-colored cloak. Although his back was to me, when I took a closer look at his figure, I felt that he was very familiar.