On the day I left school, I knocked all the relatives in the hospital to death

In the following years, I was tortured by my grandfather until I could not live or die.

He cast various curses on me in order to tame me into a cursed corpse.

If that day really comes, I will completely lose my consciousness and completely become a tool for that old thing to use to harm people!

I am not willing to end up like this, and have tried to escape with my mother many times over the years.

But all of them were caught by the old guy.

Every time he escaped, he would torture my mother in front of me.

In the end, I knelt on the ground and kowtowed, crying over and over again that I would not run away, and just begged him not to hurt my mother again.

Grandpa was very satisfied with my surrender, but little did he know that I had already had murderous intentions towards him.

That old guy kept me at home like a dog, and made me lie on the floor eating food from an iron basin. When he got upset, he would kick me with his legs.

Occasionally, when he was drunk, he would drag my mother into the room. She struggled and cried, but she was injured all over her body...

I slammed my fist on the ground, blood seeping down the broken skin.

I wanted to rush into the house immediately to save my mother, but I also clearly knew that it would have no effect at all.

The overwhelming hatred made my eyes red with anger. After the old guy was satisfied, he would slowly walk to the yard, grinning and slap my face.

"Do you hate it? It's okay to hate it. Only when you are tortured and filled with hatred can you have a chance to successfully practice the Cursed Corpse."

I am filled with hatred, wishing I could eat his flesh and eat his blood!

I hate it so much that even if I risk my life, I will let that old thief accompany me to hell!

In the extreme pain, I thought of a sinister way. I wanted to mourn the old guy and mourn for him.

Crying in mourning and paying filial piety is an act of mourning and crying in front of the grave when burying deceased ancestors and relatives, in full filial piety.

But if someone in the family is mourning when no one dies, it will lead to disaster!

Weeping and crying in grief, with strange and complicated steps under his feet, he knelt and kowtowed, shouting to send him to the west!

After hearing the cry, the old guy slowly turned around and looked at me, a trace of surprise flashed across his face.

"Yu Tianyi, you actually secretly learned the art of defeating victory without telling me."

I ignored him, looking like a madman, crying and uttering curses to pay homage to the dead souls.

Words can deceive heaven and hide ghosts.

When you keep saying something, it will come true.

This is a mysterious realm inherited from ancient times, and no one can explain it clearly.

I kowtowed step by step until my blood started to flow. Every time I took a step towards the old man, his expression became more solemn.

There was no moon that night, so a small lamp was lit in the room, swaying in the wind.

I behaved strangely, my voice was shrill and piercing, and the blood dripping from my forehead was like a ghost demanding life from the underworld.

The old man narrowed his eyes and said in a sinister tone: "Do you think you can trick me with the tricks you secretly learned?"

After saying that, he strode into the house and dragged my mother out by her hair.

"Would you like to see who will die first, me or your mother?"

He didn't take me seriously at all, and even stepped on my mother's face.

As my mother cried out in pain, she vomited a mouthful of black blood.

"mother--"

He let out a sneer: "Did you see that? My dear grandson, it would be easier for me to kill your mother than to crush an ant."

"You bitch, if you want to do it, do it to me, don't touch my mother!"

But he suddenly bowed to my mother, who immediately rolled her eyes and foamed at the mouth.

In panic, I felt so cruel that I simply broke off my little finger, swore an oath with my own flesh and blood, and carved the spell on the ground.

As long as that old guy kills me, I will use my body, flesh and soul to curse him so that he will never be able to ascend to heaven or descend to the earth, and will never have peace!

"Life-binding curse?" Grandpa cautiously took a step back: "Don't think that I can't do anything to you."

"Even if I can't kill you, I still have a hundred ways to force you to commit suicide!"

Coincidentally, at this time, there was a rustling sound outside the dilapidated door, like many footsteps approaching.

Ordinary villagers would not dare to approach my house. Who is coming here now?

Yu Shunyi looked back alertly, holding a Luban ruler in his hand and speaking slowly toward the door.

"I don't know what kind of sacred place is outside. What's the point of driving in a humble house at night?"

No one answered outside the door, but if there was a sound of seemingly non-existent crying, it came in, babbling, babbling, like a ghost crying and a wolf howling.

Yu Shunyi thought it was me who made the noise, turned around and glanced at me coldly and shouted: "Pretend to be a ghost!"

He picked up a wooden stool and threw it towards the door.

The already shaky door collapsed with a bang. When I saw what was behind the door, I couldn't help but gasp.

A large group of weasels stood in front of my house!

They were very evil, with their mouths raised upward as if they were smiling, but they made a whimpering sound.

Huangpi cries at the grave at night, and the king of hell knocks on the door at midnight!

Friends in the Northeast know that among the four immortal families of Hu, Huang and Chang Mang, the two great immortals, Hu and Huang, are the most evil.

Now, suddenly so many Wong Tai Sins gathered near my house, Yu Shunyi noticed something was wrong no matter how arrogant she was.

"I wonder which deity I, old man Yu, have offended, and what do you think about this yellow-skinned house today?"

Those yellow men were not afraid of him and refused to leave no matter how hard he drove them away.

But like humans, they kept kneeling and crying towards the room.

I have heard that fox fairies worship the moon in order to absorb the essence of heaven and earth for spiritual practice. This yellow-skinned person cries at the grave...

Something suddenly occurred to me, and a shiver ran down my spine.

Animals understand human nature. Could it be that with their actions, they also wanted to send Yu Shunyi to the West?

Yu Shunyi was so angry at Yishui Huangpizi.

He shouted loudly and picked up the Luban ruler and was about to hit those bastards.

Although Huang Pizi was frightened and wandered around, there was still a steady stream of Huang Pizi kneeling down and crying in mourning for him.

Those yellow men just cried and worshiped Yu Shunyi, making him so angry that he vomited a mouthful of blood!

"Just a few more minutes of worship, and your wicked grandfather will go to heaven."

A gentle voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

I was looking at my grandpa with all my concentration when I suddenly heard such a sentence. I thought I was seeing a ghost out of thin air, which scared my heart to the point of jumping into my throat.

Shivering, he turned around and met the face of a young man! Fortunately, although this man's face was a little dirty, he didn't look like a scary ghost.

But who is he? Why did you appear behind me silently?

I swallowed nervously, but he casually picked up my broken hand.

"Soul-binding curse? You are not a big man, but you are very cruel. This method of mutual death should be used less often in the future."

Yu Shunyi was so disturbed by the howling that he lost his mind. He kneaded the secrets and recited the incantations but found that it had no effect!

At this time, he noticed the sudden appearance of a man in the yard: "I don't know which immortal family you are from. How did I offend you?"

When Yu Shunyi turned around, she was already bleeding from all her orifices.

"There was a water ghost who helped me a little. I came here just to return a favor to him."

The little brother next to me spoke slowly, seemingly not afraid of grandpa at all.

He was wearing a jacket that had been torn by branches. He was about 20 years old and looked like a college student who got lost while traveling.

But as soon as the little brother opened his mouth, there was a cold and eerie feeling.

"The water ghost asked me to ask you, do you feel guilty after doing so many evil things?"

Yu Shunyi's expression changed greatly after hearing this. Isn't that water ghost his own son who was forced to jump into the river and died more than ten years ago?

"Ashamed?" Yu Shunyi yelled with a ferocious face: "I have the unique skill of Yansheng. If anyone displeases me, I will make him have no peace in his life!"

"Why should I be ashamed?"

Seeing my grandfather being so rampant, the little brother's eyes showed murderous intent: "Yu Shunyi, you have harmed so many people, you deserve to die."

Yu Shunyi sneered, "You little brat, what can you do to me?"

However, the next second, Grandpa's face suddenly turned frightened.