Deadly Twelve Days

I have never been a person who believes in fate. However, ever since I was born, the closest people to me have all left me. Although I didn't say it out loud, it was still the most secretive pain in my heart.

If all that has happened in the past is my fate, then this Yi Yun before me is most likely the person who will change my fate. Or rather, he has already changed my fate.

At this moment, even I didn't know what I was thinking and could only grab onto the last straw of hope like a drowning person. I looked at Yi Yun and asked, "Can you break my fourth seal of life?"

When these words were spoken, Grandpa Chen and the other two people's expressions changed. Their eyes were filled with a certain meaning.

Yi Yun asked me, "Are you really determined to become a Yin Master?"

Although his words were not nutritious, I was very clear that if I agreed to be what he called "going in the wrong direction," I thought, he would never tell me about this.

I had no choice but to nod my head. Although I was still unwilling, the matter remained right in front of me. On the surface, it seemed that I still had a choice, but in reality, I was very clear on what I would be facing if I did not agree.

Thus, I nodded my head faintly, agreeing to it.

Yi Yun stared at me for a long time as if he was considering the meaning behind my promise. Finally, he smiled faintly and said, "If you agree, then all the questions will no longer be a problem."

As he said this, he and Grandpa Chen looked at each other before laughing out loud. His expression looked much more relaxed. He patted me on the shoulder and said, "With your talent, it would be a pity if you didn't take the Yin path."

Yi Yun then changed the topic, "However, I'll have to trouble you with settling this matter first."

He looked at Grandpa Chen with a smile that was not a smile. Grandpa Chen sighed, looked at Lan Xiang, who was laying on the ground motionlessly, and his silly son, who was running around by the door, and said, "Fine, I shouldn't have interfered in this matter, let him handle the rest!"

I was confused and didn't understand what Grandpa Chen's words meant until I understood what it meant to go away and go away. I also understood what Grandpa Chen meant by this sigh.

Of course, this was all a story for the time being.

The three of us left the mourning hall and came to Grandpa Chen's low house.

This time, Grandpa Chen didn't say much. Instead, he led us to the hidden room that was lit up by a red light.

As far as I can remember, anyone who engages in such a mysterious profession would have a room in their house that normal people would not be able to enter. I think that this unlocked room in front of me is probably where Grandpa Chen's secret resides.

However, what makes me curious is, why would Grandpa Chen take the initiative to bring us into this place?

I had a vague feeling that this room must have something to do with my impending departure from the Yin.

Yi Yun was extremely calm. Without saying a word, he followed Grandpa Chen into the room. I followed behind him with a trace of nervousness and curiosity.

In the middle of the room was a shrine, upon which stood a statue of an ox-headed man. He held a mace, his face fierce, a foot long, and in front of the shrine was an incense table with several finger-thick streams of smoke curling in the air. Under the red light of the room, it seemed unspeakably strange.

In the middle of the room, there was a three-foot-long wooden table with an empty bowl and chopsticks on it. As for the shadow I saw earlier, I don't know where he went.

"Let's do it here!" Grandpa Chen said to Yi Yun as he walked over to the shrine and lit the incense.

"En." Yi Yun didn't say much and only nodded his head lightly. He then pulled me along with him to burn the incense. However, there was something odd about the incense.

Grandpa Chen placed the incense inside the censer after setting it up, while Yi Yun divided it into three parts. The first time was to pay respects, so he placed the incense beside the censer and muttered an incantation, "Walking Yin Yiyun, please show your prowess, Ox-Head General!"

Right after his voice fell, the incense lying on the side suddenly began to shine with a dazzling light. Moreover, the incense was ignited at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in a moment it was reduced by a large amount. At the same time, the tilted incense stick slowly stood up, as if it was supported by an invisible hand.

I was stunned, and for a moment I felt as if I had been struck by lightning.

However, after thinking about it, I felt relieved. Since I believed in the existence of the strange and secretive job called Yin Dumplings, then what reason do I have to doubt the existence of Ox-Head and Horse-Face?

However, the scene in front of him was a bit too unimaginable.

At this moment, Yi Yun had already begun his second incense stick.

"Ox Horse, Second Envoy, Travelling Through Yin and Yang, Fourth Seal, Grand Elder, Difficulties in the way of life, Distortions in the way of the Yin, Soul Imprint Possession, may the Divine Envoy of Ox Head be able to dispel evils!"

Yi Yun respectfully held the incense in his hands and kowtowed a few times as he chanted.

Just as I heard his words, the Ox-head statue suddenly glowed red, as if it was alive. However, when I saw Yi Yun's respectful expression, I didn't dare to stare at the sculpture too openly. I only took a glance at it when I raised my head.

At the same time, I didn't know if it was my imagination or what was going on. Although the Ox-head statue didn't have any movement at the moment, there seemed to be a strange undulation emitting from the sculpture, shining down like the sun. By the time I reacted to it, the undulations had already tightly wrapped around my body like the air in the surroundings.

This fluctuation was fast and compact. In just a short moment, it had tightly grabbed onto my body like a giant invisible hand. As for me, I was only an ant in the middle of this hand.

This kind of feeling is quite bitter, but even so, I'm not a person who doesn't know what is important, so I could only grit my teeth and persevere.

At the same time, Yi Yun inserted the incense into the censer and turned his head to look at me, looking extremely nervous.

Looking at Yi Yun's nervous face, I was unable to breathe due to the pressure of the surrounding air. I could only look at Yi Yun for help, hoping that he would be of some help.

However, what made me disappointed was that Yi Yun actually turned his head away after looking at me for a while with an expressionless face. Even the nervousness on his face vanished with it.

Drops of cold sweat dripped down the ends of my hair. I felt a large amount of moisture on my back, freezing me to the point of panic. I hoped that the oppressive feeling would quickly disappear.

It was also at this moment that I felt my body suddenly lighten, and felt that the color of my surroundings had subtly changed. I didn't know if it was because I was so suppressed, but the color of my surroundings had become much dimmer, and the blood-red light actually had a hint of grey, as if it was smoke that covered my surroundings.

It was only at this moment that Yi Yun turned around again. He had a faint smile on his face and was looking at me with a burning gaze. In fact, there seemed to be a trace of envy in his eyes.

However, I didn't have much time to care about the change in his expression, because, at this moment, a pain that went straight to the depths of my brain erupted like a volcano. I cried out in pain, as though I had been choked by a throat, with only traces of cold air flowing in my throat and stars shooting out from my eyes, I was afraid that I would faint in a few seconds.

However, the moment before I fainted, I saw a figure in a daze. I looked closely and saw a muscular figure with a fierce face. Who else could it be other than Da Niu?

However, even though Da Niu was fierce, he didn't have his previous arrogant expression. Instead, he looked like a wronged wife, and what surprised me the most was that his body was severely twisted, like an infinitely elongated sugar figurine. He stretched his hand out towards me while shouting something.

It was only then that I realized that the invisible presence had pulled the bull out of my body with an invisible hand.

I was overjoyed. Could this be the soul curse that was fabled to fuse into my body?