I, the last yin-yang embroidery master

The next day.

Su Yu who came back from the ghost market of Chaotian Palace in Jinling.

The Qinglong Glaive was placed at the door of the store in the posture of lifting the knife.

The placement of the knife also has its own special attention.

There are two types: lifting knives and vertical knives.

The knife represents.

Rong Ma is a body, heroic and upright, driving away ghosts and monsters, warding off evil spirits, and majestic.

The standing knife is represented.

Majestic and solemn, full of poetry and books, admired, powerful in all directions, and blessed with wealth.

The tip of the knife is facing upwards is the standing knife, which is a literary image, attracting wealth and blessings.

The tip of the knife is to lift the knife, it is a martial image, and it is a town house to ward off evil spirits.

The two ways of placing them should never be reduced to one and the same.

It is more difficult to lie horizontally.

Because lying horizontally, whether the blade is inward or outward, it represents killing people and seeing blood.

Although the Green Dragon Glaive Knife was placed.

But Su Yu's mind still remembers from time to time what the credit knife man said.

When you get a tattoo and open your eyes, you will find it.

This prophecy is extremely difficult to fulfill.

No matter from which point of view, the picture of opening the eyes of Guan Gong wants to be tattooed on a person's body.

It is also possible to avoid backlash, and its difficulty is simply needless to say.

After Su Yu sighed, he shook his head and didn't think about it anymore.

Yin Xing, no matter which vein, is very particular about fate.

When fate arrives, everything can be done.

And fate.

It's something that can't be asked for, it's all up to Providence.

Don't think about it anymore.

Su Yu walked to the sofa and sat down, and gently poured himself a cup of tea.

Tasting tea is not much different from tasting life.

The taste is different.

There is a distinction between good tea and bad tea, as well as the difference between new tea and old tea, and even the taste.

There is also a difference between bitter and sweet first or sweet and then bitter.

Just as Su Yu carefully tasted the taste of tea.

The footsteps of the lost soul and the rather vain footsteps stopped in front of the store along the way.

A young girl dressed in black looked into the store and asked questions out loud.

"You, hello, I want to ask, Master Su, is he here?"

Listen to the voice.

Su Yu drank all the tea in the cup, stood and beckoned to the door.

"Come in, I'm right here. "

The girl in black walked in step by step, standing aside a little unknowingly.

Neither standing, nor sitting.

Su Yu raised his head to the sofa in front of him.

"Sit down, whatever happens, you have to sit down and talk. "

After hesitating for a few seconds, the girl in black also sat down slowly, biting her lip and not knowing what to say.

Su Yu took a closer look at the girl in black.

His face was pale, his lips were dry, his eyes were deeply frightened, and Yin Tang's eyebrows were a little dark.

Judging from this situation alone, it is estimated that I was scared a lot.

Su Yu took out a soothing incense from the drawer and lit it.

The faint mild fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose and makes people feel at ease.

The girl in black smelled this fragrance and couldn't help but narrow her eyes slightly.

Su Yu tapped lightly on the tabletop, attracting the girl's attention, and asked out loud.

"Don't be afraid when you come here. "

"If I can help, I will naturally help you, no need to worry. "

"What do you call it, and why did you come to me?"

The girl in black bit her lip when she heard Su Yu's question.

As if there was something unspeakable, he lowered his head and said like a mosquito.

"My name is Xiaowen, as for why I came to Master Su. "

"It's because I feel like I'm going to die..."

Su Yu's eyes suddenly showed a fierce light.

One man said he was dying.

How weird and outrageous this kind of thing is, it makes your scalp tingle when you think about it.

Su Yu touched his chin and asked in as gentle a tone as possible.

"Let's talk about what happened, and whether I'm dying. "

"It's not that you're in charge, but. "

Su Yu paused and stretched out his finger to the sky.

"It's up to you. "

Xiaowen looked at Su Yu's serious eyes, and his clenched lips loosened slightly.

After being silent for a few seconds, he pulled down his collar, revealing his smooth neck and said to Su Yu in a trembling voice.

"Master Su, can you see anything?"

Su Yu looked at Xiaowen's neck with some confusion.

Smooth and clean, without the slightest wrinkle.

"I don't see anything on it?"

Xiaowen's body trembled slightly, as if he had thought of something incomparably terrifying, and said in horror.

"Su, Master Su, didn't you see something like a rope around my neck?"

"Can't you even see you?"

"Is it really just me who can see it? Is no one really going to help me?"

Speaking of the back.

Xiaowen's whole voice was a little desperate, and the black mark at the center of Yin Tang's eyebrows was extremely eye-catching.

Su Yu heard Xiaowen's vague words, and suddenly had a general direction in his heart.

His eyes lit up with the five elements of yin and yang gossip, and he looked towards Xiaowen's neck.

A rope formed by evil black qi wrapped around its neck.

The most terrifying thing is that the rope is still tightening a little bit.

It's not hard to speculate.

Wait until the rope is finally tightened.

Naturally, it was when Xiaowen died.

The yin and yang gossip in Su Yu's eyes gradually faded, and his fingers tapped on the tabletop, thoughtfully.

"I saw that thing you said. "

"But there is a rope formed by black gas, wrapped around your neck, and it is still tightening a little. "

"When did this begin?"

Xiaowen's whole body trembled with excitement for some reason.

Tears flowed down his face, suppressing his emotions.

"I knew it, I knew Master Su that you could see it. "

"Every one of them said I was too anxious to hallucinate. "

But how could they know about the pain and fear in my heart? "

"Master Su, can you save me, can you save me?"

Su Yu looked at the excited Xiaowen, and shouted in a deep voice to make him return to his senses.

"Answer me first, when did you start this situation?"

Xiaowen also came back to his senses under Su Yu's scolding, and bit his lip again and replied with some horror.

"I found out about this three days ago, and today is the fourth day, and the rope around my neck is getting tighter and tighter. "

"I don't know when, maybe I'll die..."

Su Yu picked up the conversation without thinking.

"Three days later. "

"If nothing else, you'll be dead in three days. "

"And the thing around your neck, called. "

"Ghost hanging!!"