Chapter 1272 Trying to kill someone with a borrowed knife?



"Young man, your birth chart is quite special. This destiny is like a cursed lone star? Interesting. But Chen Yan, you don't need to worry, he can't bring you bad luck."

The old Taoist priest spun Li Huai's secrets in just a few words, then looked at Luo Tianhe, his right hand forming a hand seal.

"As for you, it's best not to say anything."

The old Taoist priest clearly saw something. I wanted to ask him, but in the end I didn't.

Luo Tianhe's background is indeed mysterious, and the old Taoist priest has his reasons for not revealing it.

"Logically speaking, the couple had only recently died, and the paper figures hadn't been made for very long, yet they dared to approach you and drag Xiaoyan into a nightmare. Don't you find that strange?"

From this perspective, it does seem rather strange.

"The eyes of that paper figure were probably stained with the blood of a young girl who was born at midnight on the fifteenth of July and died unmarried."

The old Taoist priest made the final decision.

My face turned pale instantly. I had heard my grandfather mention this extremely vicious evil technique, but I never thought that anyone would use such methods.

"It seems you know. Well then, tell me about it. I'll test you on how well your grandfather taught you."

Hearing this, I nodded and said:

"Humans have two eyes, one that sees the yang and the other that sees the yin. The eyes of a living person are the windows to the soul. To dot the eyes of a paper figure is to forcibly carve a pair of holes leading to the yin and yang in a paper figure that has no soul or spirit."

I speak slowly, recalling and organizing my thoughts as I go. I can explain things simply and clearly to Li Huai and Luo Tianhe; they might not be interested in listening if I say too much.

But the situation is different now. My elders are testing me, so I can't let my grandfather down.

Li Huai and Luo Tianhe clearly saw this as well, and stood silently to the side listening.

I paused for a moment, then continued:

"Between heaven and earth, especially at midnight, there are wandering ghosts and spirits. Most of them are confused and mindless, flowing like water to low-lying areas. A paper figure without eyes is just a dead thing, and they will not care if they pass by."

"But once the eyes of the paper figure are dotted, it gains a 'sight' and a 'spirit.' For those homeless and wandering ghosts, it's like seeing an empty ship with lights on in the vast ocean; they will instinctively crawl into it."

"And there are so many wandering ghosts and spirits. They will fight over this paper figure, and the winners are often the vengeful spirits of those who died violent deaths and harbored the most resentment!"

At this point, both Luo Tianhe and Li Huai showed expressions of sudden realization.

No wonder I told them before that those who possess paper figures are basically the souls of people who died unjustly. It turns out that the ghosts of ordinary people can't defeat vengeful spirits.

I looked at the old Taoist priest. He seemed quite satisfied with my explanation. I breathed a sigh of relief and continued, this time with more confidence than before. My voice became more emotional than a simple statement.

"The paper figure is entirely yin, except for its eyes, which are yang. Yin and yang are out of balance within the paper figure, so anything that enters it will suffer immensely. The first thing it does after coming back to life is often to kill the person who did the eye-dotting ceremony on the paper figure! Therefore, no one will do the eye-dotting ceremony on a paper figure. That's not giving it life, but rather inviting a creditor dressed in paper clothes from the underworld!"

"I don't know how that person diverted the paper doll's attention, making her come after me for revenge first. But after killing me, the person who did the eye-dotting will face retribution. So I didn't think about it that way at first. This is clearly a mutual destruction! How could an ordinary person do that!"

“That’s right! Chen Yan, you’re right. It seems your grandfather didn’t just teach you those fussy things like sewing corpses. In my opinion, sewing corpses is a woman’s job. Men should be fighting demons and protecting the righteous!”

The old Taoist suddenly spoke, describing the extremely dangerous situation of constantly facing the return of a corpse as something a woman does like needlework.

My lips twitched. What woman would want to face giants, avalanches of corpses, and all sorts of gruesome deaths every day?

But naturally, I wouldn't refuse the old Taoist's request, so I cupped my hands in greeting:

“What you say is absolutely right, but I am the only son in my Chen family, and I cannot lose the ancestral craft.”

The old Taoist priest casually grumbled, nodded, and then steered the conversation back to the paper figures.

"The person who did the eye-dotting was definitely not a normal person. It was probably done by someone from that cult who possessed a body. You know, people who believe in cults aren't mentally sound, so it's quite reasonable for them to use this kind of evil magic."

As he spoke, he took out an old-fashioned bronze mirror. The mirror was so cloudy that it could not reflect any human image.

"Come here and look at this mirror."

I leaned forward and looked at the mirror with curiosity.

At first, there was nothing on the mirror. Gradually, I saw my reflection appear in the mirror, but even though I was facing the mirror, what was reflected was my back!

Even more terrifying, as my figure appeared, a pale face with flushed cheeks and a strange smile appeared.

It's that paper figure!

It was in the mirror, but its blood-red eyes were fixed on me outside the mirror.

I turned my face to the other side, and the paper figure in the mirror actually turned its head with me. I was so startled that I took several steps back, and the bronze mirror fell to the ground with a "clatter".

With a flick of his long sleeves, the old Taoist priest sent the bronze mirror flying up and landing steadily back in his hand.

This godlike move shocked Luo Tianhe and Li Huai. Their eyes widened and they frantically gave me meaningful glances.

They want me to become this old Taoist priest's apprentice!

I ignored him and looked at the old Taoist priest.

"Master, it seems to have its eye on me."

"It's alright. This paper figure wasn't even your idea to use someone else to do your dirty work. Ha, you're dreaming!"

The old Taoist priest smiled slightly, took out a peach wood sword wrapped with cinnabar thread, and at the same time swiftly stuck a yellow talisman on my forehead.

"Heaven's justice is clear, and retribution is swift! Evil spirit, you've mistaken me for someone else!"

After saying that, the old Taoist priest Zhang Qingxiao thrust the peach wood sword straight at the yellow talisman on my forehead.

With a hiss, a plume of white smoke rose, and I seemed to hear a scream.

Before I could think any further, the yellow talisman burst into flames.

Strangely, Zhang Qingxiao stabbed me between the eyebrows with his sword, and the yellow talisman burned there, but I didn't feel any pain at all.

"Alright, it's gone to find the person who did the finishing touch, and it won't bother you anymore."

"Holy crap, the master is awesome!"

Li Huai cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, just like I had done before, but what he said was hard to describe.

Li Qingxiao glanced at Li Huai and said calmly:

"This person probably doesn't have a very high level of education."

Li Huai scratched his head, but unfortunately, he was uncultured and could only say "Holy crap, awesome!" to get by.

Luo Tianhe was also overjoyed; this master was even more impressive than he had imagined.

I'm so excited! I'm finally able to get rid of this damn bruise on my face.

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