Rebuild your soul!
The moment those four words were uttered, my heart began to pound uncontrollably.
I have lacked the [Earth Soul] since birth. Could it be that my grandfather created the [Seven Deadly Formations of the Netherworld] for me?
But he's been dead for so many years, now he's probably just a pile of bones, and I can't ask him anymore.
Or should we invite him up and ask him?
Jin's next words interrupted my thoughts.
"Do you know why your grandfather kept 16 dogs, killed one every year, and forced you to eat certain parts of them?"
I shook my head.
"Now I'll tell you, eating dog heart corresponds to the human heart, which governs blood vessels and the spirit; eating dog liver corresponds to the spirit of the soul."
"Gnawing on dog lungs is related to the central spirit of the human body; eating dog kidneys corresponds to the essence of the spirit."
"Eating dog spleen is related to the Tianchong Po (Heavenly Soul) of the human body; eating dog stomach corresponds to the Youjing Po (Netherworld Soul) of the human body."
"Dog intestines correspond to the corpse dog soul; dog brain corresponds to the life soul; dog eyes are related to the fetal light soul; dog ears correspond to the refreshing spirit soul."
"A dog's nose corresponds to the 'hidden arrow' spirit; a dog's paws correspond to the 'action power' spirit; and dog hair corresponds to the 'protection' spirit."
"Your grandfather used the body of a dog to sculpt your bones, and then had Xiao Wu's grandfather set up the [Seven Deadly Arrays of the Netherworld], attempting to manipulate the human body and the three souls and seven spirits to recast your soul. His intentions were sinister and outrageous."
Was all of this done by my grandfather?
I couldn't believe it, but at this moment I had no choice but to believe it.
Su Mingyang, however, stood by and explained, "Master Jin, didn't you say that they had a falling out back then? This formation shouldn't have been set up by them. Maybe it was someone else? It's not like only Sister Wu's grandfather knows how to set up this formation."
Jin took a deep breath: "What you said makes sense. That's why I didn't kill Chen Yan. Otherwise, how could a brat like you stop me?"
Su Mingyang was immediately annoyed and rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong biceps.
"Brother Jin, to be blunt, if it really came down to a fight, someone like you could take on ten of them."
Jin ignored Su Ming's provocation and bit his right middle finger until it bled.
He quickly drew a talisman on his left hand with his bloodied middle finger.
A moment later, Jin Ye extended his left index finger and gently pressed it on the tin bedside table next to him, as if skimming the water.
When he raised his finger, a shocking scene unfolded.
On that incredibly sturdy metal cabinet, a deep finger mark was clearly visible.
Holy crap! This can't be real!
Su Mingyang's mouth was wide open, and he couldn't close it for a long time.
He touched the fingerprint with his hand in disbelief, then slammed his fist on the bedside table, making a loud 'bang bang' sound.
His mouth gaped open even wider: "It really is made of iron."
I looked directly into Jin Ye's eyes and said firmly.
“Mr. Jin, although I don’t know if this was really my grandfather’s doing, I assure you that I will do everything in my power to find out the truth. If it was really my grandfather, I will never run away from it.”
Jin Ye couldn't help but sneer: "Alright, you're all fucking dead and don't have many days left to live, yet you're still bragging like this!"
It was only after he said that I realized what he meant.
Yes, if we don't give Bai Su an explanation within five days, Su Mingyang and I will both be finished.
But what Jin Ye said next gave me a shock.
"This time, I'll investigate with you! You can't die yet, kid. If it really is your grandfather who set up the [Seven Deadly Formations of the Netherworld], I'll make you wish you were dead!"
Upon hearing this, Su Mingyang was excited but also a little puzzled: "Mr. Jin, aren't you afraid of Zeng, the richest man?"
Jin slammed his fist on the table, exuding boundless pride: "Last time, because I was cowardly and afraid of trouble, Shuyao suffered a terrible fate, and we were separated by death. This time, let alone the richest man Zeng, even if a god comes to stop me, I will kill him without hesitation! You are all under my protection!"
Upon hearing this, Su Mingyang clenched his fist and was about to loudly agree when the ward door was suddenly pushed open.
The man in the black suit we saw earlier pushed the wheelchair in.
There were seven or eight people following behind him, three of whom were thugs who had a grudge against us.
As soon as he saw us, the red-haired man shouted, "Brother Luo, those were the two bastards who beat us up before!"
I was wondering why the person in the next bed was alone. Turns out they went out for a checkup. And coincidentally, it was our enemy.
It was too late to run away at that point.
Because after the red-haired man shouted that sentence, several people blocked the door.
The guy called Brother Luo glanced at me and Su Mingyang, said nothing, and slowly pushed the old man in the wheelchair past us.
After helping the old man into bed and covering him with a blanket, they turned to look at us.
"You've got some nerve, daring to mess with even my people, Luo Tianhe's men."
Despite his fear of ghosts, Su Mingyang has never backed down in a fight, even though he was trembling all over right now.
However, according to him, the trembling was due to extreme excitement and increased adrenaline secretion.
“Your three henchmen even beat up the elderly and children, they’re not even animals. I’m just doing what’s right.”
Upon hearing Su Mingyang's words, I shook my head repeatedly.
Talking about heroism with gangsters? What's wrong with your brain?
I shook my wrist, revealing a bit of the syringe hidden in my sleeve, then covered it with my fingers, calmly looking at Luo Tianhe and asking him what he wanted.
Luo Tianhe glanced at me sideways: "You're not qualified to talk to me. Let your boss, Master Jin, come out and talk."
Jin looked completely bewildered, probably never expecting that he had become a gang leader.
The old man in the next bed looked at Jin Ye with a surprised expression: "Old Jin, is that your little brother?"
Jin Ye closed his eyes and said, "I don't know him, we have nothing to do with each other!"
No, this old man was just saying he'd kill anyone who stood in his way, and now he's distancing himself from me so quickly?
Luo Tianhe laughed so hard that tears were almost coming out.
"Kid, it seems your boss has no intention of protecting you. Here's what we'll do: I won't make things difficult for you. Just pay back the 100,000 yuan that guy surnamed Niu owes us, and give my three underlings 60,000 yuan for medical expenses, and we'll call it even."
Without even thinking, Su Mingyang replied that he had no money.
Luo Tianhe's expression changed slightly: "Brothers, we're all in this together. Since you don't want to follow the rules, let's go outside and talk!"
As soon as he said this, his brothers surrounded him.
Su Mingyang knew that if he went out with these people, he would be lucky to escape with his life, so he quickly pulled out the stick.
With a red face and a thick neck, he roared, "Anyone who dares to come up here, I'll fucking kill him!"
I quickly pulled out a syringe and jabbed my arm hard, yelling, "I have AIDS, anyone who's not afraid of dying, come on up!"
Upon hearing this, those people all took several steps back, their faces filled with terror.
Luo Tianhe glared at him: "Are you trying to scare me?"
After saying that, he looked at a skinny guy next to him and said, "Aren't you severely AIDS? Go ahead and snatch that little thing from his hand. Who's afraid of who? It's not like we don't have AIDS around here!"
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