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Chapter 6 The Painted Girl

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    ? In the evening, I was cooking, and I called my grandma at the door for a long time, but there was no response. I vaguely felt that something was wrong. After I opened the door, I saw a scene that I will never forget for the rest of my life.

    Grandma sat cross-legged on the bed, her hands were drooping, her head was slightly lowered, her whole body exuded a strong dead air, that bare skin.

    ? Has turned purple and whitish, without the slightest color of blood.

    I walked in tremblingly, stretched out my hand in front of grandma's nose tremblingly, and then retracted suddenly. I couldn't believe it for a moment, but then my nose was sour, and tears couldn't stop falling down.

    "Your horoscope is pure yin, and you are born with evil spirits. Since you were young, your grandmother used corpse oil to wipe your body, because the king of Hades would notice the anger in your body and seduce you. Later, he tried to cover it up with a paper man, although it can protect you.  , but it will do you great damage."

    "Since ancient times, those who violated the destiny will pay the price. This is the way of heaven owed by your grandma."

    I don't know when, he has quietly appeared behind me, his voice is calm and indifferent.

    His sudden appearance surprised me, but I didn't turn my head to look at him. I just stared at my grandma blankly, with mixed feelings in my heart.

    "Although she has no vitality, she is not dead, she still has two years to live."

    Feng Qingming stepped forward, his body had been completely transformed, except that face was always shrouded in a thick fog, so he couldn't see clearly.

    After a while, he continued, "Put her in the sky-shelter coffin, maybe there is still a glimmer of life."

    ? According to what Feng Qingming said, grandma didn't die of old age, but was punished because she owed the heavenly dao, but her original remaining life still exists.

    The three souls and seven souls did not dissipate.

    And the coffin he was talking about was the crimson blood coffin. He said that in the back room, although grandma was still alive, she would be seduced within seventy-two hours.

    Once hooked, there is no way back.

    And the avoiding sky coffin can not only keep the soul inseparable from the body, but also avoid the ghosts of the underworld.

    He didn't need to lie to me, and now I have no other choice but to do as he said, and I helped my grandma to lie down in the blood coffin.

    There was nothing inside, not even bones, and when it was closed again, I gave grandma one last look with deep reluctance.

    Grandma told me to go to Meishan Village to find Granny Yan and get something that can extend my life.

    Could it be that grandma knew herself a long time ago, and could the thing she took bring her back to life?

    Looking at the crimson blood coffin, I made up my mind deeply.

    That night, I simply prepared.

    After packing up some things, the door of the room was opened silently, and Feng Qingming walked in through the door, holding a dusty book in his hand.

    There are four words Yin Yang Atlas written on it.

    Probably because I met him a few times, I didn't have the fear of him in the past, but I still looked on guard and asked him, "What is this?"

    "It was passed down from your ancestors."

    The face shrouded in thick fog, when he said this, was neither hot nor cold.

    Feng Qingming said that my grandma's ancestors, or my grandpa's ancestors, were soul painters, and the painting skills were passed down through the generations.

    I frowned and asked, "What is a soul painter?"

    What Feng Qingming said was about integrating the "yin and yang art" into the painting, so that the painting has the functions of blessing, protection, and transshipment similar to amulets, amulets, and little ghost children.

    I didn't believe it, I shook my head and said, "How do you know?"

    "How do you think she, who pushed you into the temple that day, got out?" Feng Qingming said lightly.

    He was talking about Lan Lan.

    I thought that Lan Lan was brought back suddenly by my grandma one day. My grandma told me before that she was picked up, without parents and family members.

    Also, I thought of what Liu Zi said.

    Feng Qingming's voice sounded next to me: "She is just a soulless girl drawn by your grandma, using your blood and hair, and has a human breath.  You should have the thought" (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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