"You are really unpleasant. What is a ghost-drawing talisman? Do you understand this? But I really don't know if my grandfather is a Taoist priest. I still vaguely remember a vague image of my grandfather. He walked when I was five years old. This book was passed on to my father and my father passed it to me. Even my father didn't know the words above. So..." It can be seen that Chu Tianyue was also surprised by his grandfather's identity. It is definitely not an ordinary person who can have such ancient books. The things recorded in this book must be related to Taoism, but I don't know whether the above talismans are effective or not.

"Then what do you mean to show me?"

"Aren't you a man from the Jianghu? Of course I have to show you this thing? I have been asking my father and grandpa since I was a child, but my father stammered and didn't want to tell me, but he just said that I passed on the treasures he passed down from my family to me after I was eighteen. Isn't this book, I look confused. Are our ancestors a Taoist priest?" Chu Tianyue has also seen Wushuang's prestige and status in the Jianghu. If there are still people who can gather all the old people in the Jianghu at this age, then this person is undoubtedly Wushuang.

At the beginning, the Northeast was occupied by Japan and almost broke off contact with the inner world. Therefore, the Northeast's Jianghu formed its own faction, while the Northeast's Jianghu was almost unified by the stolen sects. In the face of the national crisis, the Jianghu and the Jianghu were also concerned about the country. Everyone had money and made great efforts, and they worked together to gather together to obey Wu Gongyao's orders from Changsheng Mountain.

At that time, many heroes gathered on Changsheng Mountain. It was so diverse that there were only elites from all walks of life, and there were only those you could not imagine and those you could not see.

Even after the death of the little Japanese devils, someone specializes in the bodies of the brothers who died on the battlefield. For example, there is a carpenter who specializes in coffins on Changsheng Mountain. It is really a good craftsman and is a master of Kanto.

At that time, everything was valuable, but human life was not worth it. Sometimes, Japan swept a village. After the sweep, hundreds of young and old people in the village turned into hundreds of corpses. There is a saying on the battlefield called Ma Jie corpses, which means that dead soldiers swear to be loyal to the motherland and are willing to wrap the body with the saddle and harness on their horses. But what about the common people? Not to mention Ma Jie corpses, there is not even the most ordinary mat. The wilderness of corpses is so miserable.

There are special carpenters on Changsheng Mountain. The dead brothers do not have a wilderness, and they will have a good coffin after death, which is enviable.

What should I prove if I say so much? The thief is unprecedented and there are many talents gathered, so the thief skills are becoming more and more diverse. Wu Gongyao has contacted more and more people, and there is nothing he doesn’t know about the whole world.

"I'm afraid it's really hard to tell anything just by relying on a Taoist book. Tianyue, if you can trust me, can this book be kept for me? I recognize a Taoist, who claims to be the best in the world, and I believe he can give me an accurate answer." Wushuang said.

"Well...this..." Chu Tianyue hesitated, wondering whether he should hand over this ancestral object to Wushuang's hands. It was not that he did not trust it, but that this book was the only relics left by his grandfather, which was so precious.

"Hey? This... the way to draw this talisman?" Wushuang turned to the middle page and accidentally saw a Taoist talisman drawn on it. He was a little familiar with the way to draw this talisman.

He quickly took out the Qianjijijitao in his arms again. He had already memorized the Qianjijijitao, but some of them were the evil-repelling talismans in the Golden Dot Technique, which included some Taoist paintings of evil-repelling talismans. These talismans all looked the same in his eyes and could not remember them no matter how hard they were.

He repeatedly compared and found that one of the Taoist talismans recorded in Qianji Wei Ji Ji Ji Ji Ji Ji was exactly the same as the one recorded in the Taoist book left by Grandpa Chu Tianyue, and it was exactly the same.

"Ah? Why... Where did your book come from? It's not a pair, right?" She reached out and tried to seize the Qianji Ji Ji Thief.

Wushuang quickly put it away again. This book cannot be shown casually. He knew that Chu Tianyue was not a bad person, but this book was of great importance. If it was in the hands of ordinary people, it would not only be poorly protected, but it would bring him a life-threatening disaster.

You know, when my grandfather passed away, Tong Sixi tried every means to get it. If it weren't for the Blue Color Butterfly Ma Sihai, Ma Fuxiang and others who supported Wushuang, he would definitely not be able to protect the Qianji Ji Ji Ji Ji Ji Ji Ji Ji.

"Are you a male and female sword at that time? They were one-on-one? I am a lonely book, which was written by our ancestor of the thief, Yin and Yang Xuandao. There is only one book in the world. The above records are all the strange skills in our thief, which are different from yours." In fact, this thing is nothing compared, it is all the treasures passed down from one's own family.

"Hey, can you speak? What's wrong with my book? OK, okay, I won't talk about this. Did you see that just now? Those two talismans are exactly the same? Could it be that my grandfather is related to your stolen sect?"

Wushuang returned the treasure book of Chu Tianyue's family and said, "Stop talking nonsense. The founder of our thief sect is the Yin-Yang Xuandao. There are no more people who practice Taoism except him. Besides, how can we have such a stupid descendant in our thief sect?"

"You? OK, okay, I'm stupid! Then can you tell me what the talisman in your book is for?" Chu Tianyuefang had been angry for a long time, but now she had no intention of arguing with him. She finally found some clues over the years, so she must ask the bottom line.

"This is the corpse-suppressing talisman!"

"Ah?" Chu Tianyue was dumbfounded. This was really a slap in the mouth, and it was quite fierce. He was a top student in the Archaeology Department of Jida University, the most proud student of Professor Mo Nalou, a full materialist school. Some of his ancestors actually had feudal superstitions? He could also draw corpse-supervising talismans?

"Yes, it's the corpse-suppressing talisman. I never use it because I can't draw it, haha... If we have the chance this time, you can write it down and try it. But I remind you that the big rice dumplings in the ancient tombs are not as dumb as Ceberke just now." Wushuang was too lazy to remember the way to draw the corpse-suppressing talisman. This corpse-suppressing talisman actually has limited functions and can only deal with weak skin, that is, corpse-suppressing talisman. The soul remains in the corpse-suppressing talisman. The corpse-suppressing talisman can calm his soul.
Chapter completed!