Yellow Spring Taboo

Chapter 59

Looking at the Huangquan book lying quietly in the urn, my heart was already full of wind and clouds. The grandfather over there began to cough up blood continuously, and motioned for me to take the book to him.

I hurriedly brought this book of the underworld to my grandpa. At this time, grandpa's complexion looked very bad, pale and bloodless, as if he might die at any time.

Looking at my grandfather's appearance, my heart felt like a needle prick. I hurriedly asked my grandfather if it was okay. I knew he had something to say to me, but I couldn't bear to see him in such distress, so I tried to persuade Mr. Take him to the hospital.

Grandpa shook his head, said he was fine, and then motioned for me to sit aside.

I hastily pulled out a stool and sat down, then looked at my grandpa with a worried face, and grandpa was gently stroking the Huangquan book on the table with the only remaining hand, and the whole person became full of thoughts for a while Thinking about it, it seemed that he recalled many memories that had been buried by him for more than [-] years.

"Wu Dao!" Grandpa called me suddenly, and I nodded hurriedly, saying what's the matter with Grandpa!

Grandpa coughed twice again, and then asked me to tell him about the trip to the bottom of the reservoir.

I nodded hastily, quickly sorted out my thoughts, and then tried to use the most concise and clear way to tell my grandpa the whole experience of the city of death.

At the beginning, Grandpa’s face didn’t show much emotional fluctuations, until I mentioned that we met Wang Bilin in the City of Death, the expression on Grandpa’s face began to change. , until the end when I found out that Ghost Face Hou was actually my father, the expression on Grandpa's face froze at that moment.

However, although grandpa was shocked, he didn't interrupt me halfway through the narration. It wasn't until I finished telling the story of my experience in the city of vain death that I realized that grandpa's eyes were already filled with tears. He sighed first. He took a deep breath, and then coughed violently a few times. These coughs were mixed with blood. Grandpa's body was also shaking, as if he was about to fall off the stool at any time.

I hurried over to help grandpa, and grandpa waved to me immediately, indicating that he was fine.

He turned his head, glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and sighed that it was almost twelve o'clock.

"Wu Dao, since that Emperor Yi has sealed the Seal of Hell King in your Nine Yin Jue Veins and taught you the Yellow Springs Curse, then he must have a conspiracy, and this conspiracy is very likely to be related to the year 2000. It is related to the former Yin Tianzi!"

I nodded, and my thoughts were similar to those of grandpa, but I didn't dare to speculate on the ultimate goal of the old man Diyi.

At the same time, my heart is as bright as a bright mirror. The old man Diyi helped me in the city of death, just to use me to help him achieve his plan. I don't know who this old man Diyi's real identity is, let alone where he is. He was planning something, but since in order to protect me and prevent the secrets of the Hell King's Seal from spreading, he did not hesitate to bring the entire city of the dead into the void crack, which is enough to show that his plan is not ordinary.

Grandpa thought for a while, and then asked me to make him a cup of tea. After drinking this cup of tea, grandpa pushed the book of underworld on the table in front of me, and said, "Wu Dao, since the matter has come to this One step, you have become a pawn in this big chess game, this is the fate arrangement that you can't escape no matter what!"

I nodded, but felt my heart was in a mess. I asked my grandpa what should I do now, and my grandpa replied, "I can only take one step at a time, but no matter what, you have to remember to keep your heart on the right way, Huang Quanshu Although it was created by Yin Tianzi, I have also studied this Huangquan book and found that this book itself is very evil. If you are not careful, you will fall into the devil's way, and there are many forbidden techniques in it, which are against the ethics of heaven Yes, if you start it on your own, you may be cursed by the heavens at any time! Therefore, you must pay attention to it."

I hummed and said, grandpa, don't worry, no matter what, I will not lose my heart.

Grandpa glanced at me with relief, and said: "The book of Huangquan is divided into three chapters: Hundred Ghosts, Huangquan, and Taboo. Remember, although the secret techniques in Huangquan Forbidden Art can deal with the demons and ghosts in the chapter of Hundred Ghosts, they are all based on killing." Lord, it can be seen from this that the Yin Tianzi back then was actually a bloodthirsty and ruthless character."

"God has the virtue of good life. The Buddhist genealogy sings the Buddha to save all living beings. It's just that human beings claim to be the spirit of all things, so they arrogantly think that all alien races are demons and ghosts. Little do they know that in the eyes of alien races, human beings are the biggest demons. All things have spirits. They are all equal, therefore, even if you encounter demons and goblins in the future, you still have to use supernatural powers as the first choice, killing Yinde will easily lead you to fall into the evil way!"

After saying this, grandpa motioned me to put away the Huangquan book on the table, and continued: "You were born with nine yin and utter veins, and you have been missed by evil spirits. Unexpected strange events, plus you are now carrying two rare treasures, and you are guilty of committing crimes, you must be careful in everything!"

I nodded heavily. From the tone of my grandfather, I always felt that he seemed to be explaining the funeral to me. I couldn't help but feel tense, and said, Grandpa, don't worry, there is a seal of the king of hell in my body, Emperor Yi The old man once said that even if Emperor Yan Luo, the lord of the underworld, came in person, he would not be able to see that the book of the underworld was hidden on my body. You see, it is getting late, or I will send you to the hospital immediately.

Grandpa once again rejected me, saying that you were born with nine yin and no veins, and you can learn ordinary Taoism after reading it. Afterwards, although there are many demons around you, the forbidden techniques and curses in the book of the underworld cannot be abused. Therefore, you must You have to find the people of the Taoist sect as soon as possible, and learn some Taoist techniques to defend yourself! "

At the same time, although no one will be able to discover the Underworld Curse and Underworld Book sealed on your body, there will inevitably be accidents. You must write down the entire Underworld Book in the shortest possible time, and then completely destroy the Underworld Book , so as not to suffer endless troubles!
I hummed and nodded my head heavily. At this time, Grandpa slowly stood up. He gave me one last look with his bloodshot eyes, which were full of reluctance and farewell!
"Wu Dao, find a way to achieve the priesthood of the underworld as soon as possible, and break the curse of the Nine Yins on you, but remember, even if you can't break the curse after three years, you can't use the forbidden technique in the Yellow Spring Book without authorization to find another Ziwei life Ge changed your fate, 20 years ago, grandpa missed it once, now, you must not make the same mistake again!"

After saying this, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out from Grandpa's mouth, and then he fell to the ground.

My whole body trembled, and I hurriedly called out to Grandpa, and immediately ran towards him to support him, only to find that Grandpa's body was already cold and stiff.

I shivered and realized in an instant that before we returned to the coffin shop, the body of the bus driver that my grandfather borrowed from the corpse was already dead. The reason why he urged us all the way back to the coffin shop , the purpose is to have enough time to give me the book of underworld, and then complete this final conversation with me.

A heart-piercing feeling hit my whole body in an instant, I yelled out Grandpa, tears could not stop falling from the corners of my eyes
But at this time, in my ear, Grandpa's voice sounded again, the voice was illusory and ethereal, and there was also a hint of empty voice.

I looked up and followed the direction of the voice, and saw my grandfather's ghost standing next to me, looking at me kindly.

Perhaps because he was afraid of my worry and reluctance, Grandpa always had a faint smile on his face, but this smile was unusually stiff, obviously forced.

At this time, my grandfather is no longer the bus driver, but replaced by the face that I am so familiar with, the face that I have been with for 20 years, who treats me meticulously but is extremely strict He is my grandfather, Wu Zhenlong, a famous coffin maker of the Bashu generation.

But now, the coffin maker is no longer there, because he is dead, and his soul is about to leave me.

(End of this chapter)