Yan Feng looked horrified, yelled, and slapped the mirror away.
"I go!"
I hurriedly picked up the mirror from the ground and checked it for a long time. Fortunately, it didn't break. This was the yin-yang mirror that Master gave me. If it had broken, he would have killed me!
"Xiaoyu, what's going on with the face in the mirror?"
Yan Shiting asked secretly.
"This is the sign of death! It is what a person looks like after death. Most people can't see it. They can only see it with the help of a yin-yang mirror. This means that he is about to die!"
I said coldly.
When Yan Feng heard this, he immediately panicked, but there was still an expression of disbelief on his face.
"If I guess correctly, in recent times, every day at midnight, that is, around midnight, you will feel a moment of trance, your whole body is sore and weak, and there should be black spots on the inside of your arms.
Dapple!”
"I…"
Yan Feng looked at me blankly, speechless. His expression had betrayed him.
Yan Shiting stepped forward and rolled up his sleeves. She saw large black markings on the insides of his arms, which looked shocking!
"What is this?" Yan Shiting asked in surprise.
"Corpse spots." I said solemnly.
"Aren't corpse spots only for dead people?"
"There can also be living people, such as dying people who are haunted by evil spirits!"
The two of them were completely stunned, especially Yan Feng, whose face had turned pale, and he really looked like a dead person.
Seeing that the time was right, I deliberately said to Yan Shiting:
"Since your brother doesn't want to live, there's no point in forcing him. Let's go..."
After saying that, I walked towards the door of the ward.
"Wait a moment!"
Yan Feng staggered a few steps and stood in front of me, twitching the corners of his mouth and begging:
"Mr. Lin...help me! Please help me!"
I gave him a disgusted look and said coldly:
"If you tell the truth, maybe I will change my mind and save you..."
"Say...I said..."
Yan Feng returned to the bedside, sat down helplessly, glanced at Yan Shiting with a complicated expression, and then told all the things that happened that year...
It turned out that ten years ago, when the Yan family was preparing to hold Yan Qishan's first Yin Shou Festival, for safety reasons, Yan Shiting's parents found my master. After looking at the cemetery, my master found that the grudges had become evil and said that if they were not dealt with in time, he would be punished.
It is possible that the family will be destroyed.
So they proposed to move the tomb, but the Yan family did not agree, so they settled for the next best thing, which was to change the three-year Yin life span to ten years, so that the anger of the corpse could be offset by the anger of the Yan family's heirs.
But in this way, the fate of the Yan family will be affected to a certain extent in these ten years, but at least the lives of the Yan family can be saved.
In the end, Yan Shiting and Yan Feng's parents agreed to the second plan.
Yan Feng, who was only 18 years old at the time, was also present. Although he had no right to speak at the time, as the only son of the Yan family, he also had his own little Jiujiu in his heart.
He thought it was very uneconomical to exchange ten years of family luck for temporary peace, so he privately spent money to find a Yin-Yang gentleman. After looking at the cemetery, the Yin-Yang gentleman said that the most effective way was to burn the body and cut it into pieces.
The source of the evil spirit is naturally eliminated.
Unexpectedly, Yan Feng readily agreed, so he and Mr. Yin Yang secretly dug out the body and burned it directly...
"Pah!" There was a crisp sound, and Yan Shiting slapped Yan Feng firmly on the face.
"I didn't expect you to do such a treacherous thing privately!"
Yan Feng covered his face and argued:
"I am doing this for the sake of my family. Grandpa is already dead. We can't let a dead person affect the living again, right?!"
"Snapped!"
Another slap!
This time Yan Feng did not dare to say anything.
I pondered for a moment and said:
"In terms of means, Mr. Yin Yang's method is reasonable, but it's a pity that he made a miscalculation!"
"What's the miscalculation?!"
The two said in unison.
"After Mr. Yan died, his soul did not reincarnate but stayed in the human world. As for how he did it, I'm not sure yet, but one thing is for sure. He takes note of everything you do.
He's taken aback, so it must be your grandfather who seeks your life!"
"Master Lin! You must save me. I'm still young and I don't want to die!"
Yan Feng knelt down in front of me with a "pop" sound and begged me to save him with runny nose and tears.
To be honest, I really don't want to care about such an unfaithful, unfilial, and unjust person, but when I see Yan Shiting's begging eyes, I can't help myself. Besides, as a Yin Yang ghost, I can't just watch.
The evil spirits are harming people and just stand by and watch.
Thinking of this, I sighed and said:
"Get out of the hospital. You can hide in the Soul-Yearing Hall for the time being. I will try to save you, but I have a condition!"
Upon hearing that I wanted to save him, Yan Feng immediately beamed with joy and said:
"You can offer whatever terms you want, and I'll give you whatever money you have!"
I gave him a disgusted look,
"After the matter is settled, you will go to your grandfather's grave to guard it for a year!"
Yan Feng was startled and quickly nodded in agreement...
After coming out of the hospital, Yan Feng took a taxi to Yinhun Hall alone, while Yan Shiting and I were preparing to return to Mr. Yan’s graveyard.
The reason is very simple. I have to find a way to attract the soul of Mr. Yan and solve this matter face to face, but I know it will not be that simple. It can even be said to be very difficult!
When I was holding souls in the cemetery before, the tyrannical ghost energy could directly hurt me. This shows that the old man's moral conduct has reached a certain level, not to mention the mysterious black man who appeared for Mr. Yan at the birthday banquet.
film…
I always feel that Mr. Yan’s soul being able to stay in the world for so long must have something to do with that black shadow...
And there is another question, who is the "immortal master" mentioned by Heiying, and what does it have to do with me?
These questions filled my brain and gave me a headache...
On the way to the cemetery, I clearly felt that Yan Shiting wanted to say something several times, but she held back. I have to say that this elder sister is really considerate.
"Don't think about thanking me. Since I accepted your commission, I will naturally handle it to the end."
I broke the silence first.
"Is there any danger?" Yan Shiting murmured.
"With my master in charge, no one dares to go to Yinhun Hall to cause trouble. Your brother will be fine, don't worry." I comforted him.
"I'm asking you, are you in danger?" Yan Shiting parked the car on the side of the road and looked at me steadily.
I was speechless for a while, and it took me a long time to say:
"Uh... don't worry about this. I... I have my own sense of proportion..."
How could there actually be no danger?
But I don’t know why, looking at her eyes, I felt a little distraught. I couldn’t help but think, why doesn’t such an outstanding girl get married? Maybe the conditions are too high.
Yan Shiting sighed, started the car and drove towards the cemetery...