The first thing everyone thinks of is Huailing Fetus?
"No, no."
"This is different from holding a baby."
"The tattoo on Xiliu Gu Nian's ankle is like a spirit-sealing barrier. The ghost is sealed in the tattoo barrier and cannot escape, but..."
"What is the Taoist priest?" Xiliu, who was so frightened that he was paralyzed and crying so hard, couldn't wait to ask.
The old Taoist priest pondered and continued with a serious face: "Raising an imp requires the host to feed it with drops of blood every day. When the yin energy becomes strong, the appetite will become bigger and bigger. When the desire cannot be satisfied, it will eventually devour the host."
"The same is true for Ci Yin. Without the host being aware of it, it will suck the blood of the host every day."
Hearing this, Xiliu's little face turned pale.
People almost fainted from fear.
Xiliu's eyes turned red from crying, and she begged, "Taoist Master, you must save me, I don't want to die yet."
"Please, Taoist Master, please save me."
"No matter how much money the Taoist asks for, even if it is a loan, I will definitely lend it to you, the Taoist. I just ask the Taoist to save the little girl's life."
The old Taoist priest couldn't bear it and sighed: "Death may not mean death."
"Old Taoist, I haven't figured out yet what kind of ghost the ghost sealed in Miss Xiliu's body belongs to. There are thirty-six lanes of ghosts, and each lane is different. Different ghosts have different abilities."
"The ghost in Miss Xiliu is not weak. On the contrary, this beast is very cunning."
"This beast knows that he and Miss Xiliu are related to fish in the lake and fish lice, so he does not take the initiative to suck the blood of Miss Xiliu, but sneaks out to suck the blood of others. This makes sense.
There have been some weird things going on in Goulan Washi lately, and some people woke up the next day and found out why they looked haggard."
The old Taoist priest continued with a solemn expression: "And this can also explain why there are so many cannas growing in the Goulan tile house."
"Canna belongs to Yin, and it is easiest to hide some lonely ghosts. There are active ghosts here, and the Yin energy is cold, so there are so many cannas. The ghosts must be relying on these cannas to hide and look for blood prey."
"In fact, as the blood food nourishes the evil spirit, the evil spirit becomes more and more unscrupulous, and its demand for blood food increases. It is no longer satisfied with sneaking into the house every night to suck other people's blood food.
Instead, it harms people’s lives and sucks their souls.”
Jin An on the side was secretly surprised.
No wonder that when he used the Zhanwang Qi Technique on the Goulan house where Caihe lived during the day, there was no resentment lingering after someone's death. At that time, he was still thinking to himself, could this person not have died in vain?
Or is the body no longer in the hook?
It turns out that three souls and seven souls have been swallowed up.
The more Jin An thought about it, the more he felt that the old Taoist priest's unintentional explanation made sense.
According to what the old Taoist priest said next, the Yin-thorn master sealed the ghost soul in the body of a living person, which was equivalent to depriving the ghost soul of the opportunity to reincarnate.
Therefore, it is considered by the world to be harmful to the harmony of heaven and earth.
Too cruel.
Precisely because it is too harmful to Yin virtue, very few of the Yin-thorn masters can die normally.
Therefore, the number of Yin-thorn masters has been very rare since ancient times.
The reason why the old Taoist priest recognized the tattoo on Xiliu's ankle was because he once heard someone mention this Yin-thorn master at a Taoist exchange meeting.
This is also the reason why he didn't expect it to be a Yin-thorn master at first, but he recognized it after repeated confirmation.
"Miss Xiliu, do you still remember where you got this tattoo?" the old Taoist priest asked with a serious face.
The number of assassins is rare.
It is absolutely impossible to pick up a random person on the street and become a Yin-piercer master.
The old Taoist priest asked Miss Xiliu to think about it carefully.
Miss Xiliu cried and told all the truth.
The tattoo on her ankle was given to her by a guest who came to play at Goulan once. The man was a man who spent a lot of money.
All the bosses and famous prostitutes in Goulan Washi liked to associate with this person.
That night, the guest stayed at the hookah, and during an unintentional pillow talk, Miss Xiliu talked about her own life experience.
Xiliu was abducted by human traffickers from a young age to a house in Goulan. She has always wanted to escape from this suffocating prison, but her bond of sale has always been trapped in Goulan. The money she had saved so hard to redeem her life was far from enough. When it came to being sad,
At this time, the thin willow tree was about to cry.
When the guest heard about Miss Xiliu's life experience, he felt compassion and said that their village was an isolated paradise village, and the village knew a kind of totem that was used to worship gods and attract wealth, which could attract people to wealth.
So, Xiliu asked the other party to get a tattoo on her inconspicuous ankle.
Xiliu thought she had met a noble person.
Who knew she was possessed by a ghost?
The other party has been wandering around Goulanwasi, but he is actually looking for a host to foster the ghost!
Spending money generously?
Have you been wandering around Goulanwasi?
Jin An immediately thought of a person and asked immediately: "Is that person a monk with a scarred head?"
Jin An didn't know if he was being suspicious.
The first thing he thought of as this Yin-thorn master was Monk Pu Zhi.
The old Taoist priest looked at him doubtfully.
I was surprised in my heart, how could my little brother suspect Monk Shang Pu Zhi?
Xiliu shed tears and shook her head, saying that he was not a monk. He was about the same age as Mr. Jin'an. He looked very young and had a very handsome face.
Jin An frowned and thought to himself: "Are you really thinking too much?"
At Capt. Feng's request, Miss Xiliu began to think carefully about what the Yin-Claying Master looked like, so that he could hunt down the Yin-Claying Master who was hiding in Chang County and causing harm to people throughout the city.
Feng Baotou's eyebrows furrowed into the character "Sichuan".
As the Qingming Temple Fair approaches, Chang County becomes more and more uneasy.
This year's temple fair is different from previous years.
Now he just hopes that there won't be any big chaos at the temple fair this year and that it will pass peacefully.
Fortunately, these poor people in Goulan House were trained to play music, chess, calligraphy and painting since they were young. Xiliu quickly painted a portrait of the assassin.
But who would have thought that since Feng Baotou appeared in Goulanwa House, Li Yanchu, who had been silent and guilty as if he was caught by his boss while visiting a brothel, suddenly shouted: "I have a certain impression of this guy...
"
"Yes! I remembered it!"
"A few days ago, I was coming out of the hook fence. Because there were a lot of people at that time, I accidentally bumped into this person's arm!"
"What a thief! At that time, I thought he was quite kind, and I even chatted with him for a few words. It turned out that he was a thief who knew people but didn't know his face!"
"Fortunately, I contradicted him at that time, otherwise I, Li Yanchu, would have been completely out of control if I had offended Master Yin-Claying!"
Li Yanchu cursed angrily, and when he finished speaking, he felt a lingering fear in his heart.
"..."
"..."
Jin An took a look at the old Taoist priest and found out the reason why Li Yanchu and Goulan boss collided.
The Yin-Claying Master was originally a person who nourished the Yin soul and greatly damaged Yin virtue. It is estimated that Li Yanchu had collided with the Yin evil spirit in the Yin-Claying Master.