My master is invincible

Chapter 1291 Talking about the Grave (36)

I looked along where his finger was, and my expression changed suddenly, Mad, there were two words written crookedly at that position, Chen Jiu.

I quickly asked Uncle Lin: "What's going on?"

He frowned slightly, "If I'm not mistaken, it should be written by the deceased."

"Impossible!" I exclaimed, "How could it be written by the deceased."

Uncle Lin shook his head, "At first I didn't believe it was written by the deceased, but now I believe it."

"Why?" I asked.

He didn't speak, but took some yellow paper from the side, lit it, and burned it next to the dead body.

At first, the flames burned very vigorously, about one-third of the time, and I don't know what happened, but the yellow paper went out without warning, and what's even more strange is that when the yellow paper went out, it appeared The posture is a bit like a 'nine' character.

When I saw this situation, I was taken aback, what the hell is going on?Could it be that Uncle Lin is playing tricks on them?

After thinking about it, I decided to try it myself, picked up a handful of yellow paper, made a few bows to the dead, and then burned it next to the dead. Same situation as before.

This left me in a daze, unable to understand what was going on.

To be honest, I even suspected that Yan Yu and Uncle Lin had tampered with the yellow paper, but when I saw the crooked words next to the deceased, I was at a loss again.

At this moment, my aunt came over and said softly: "Xiao Jiu, this is not normal, or else, let's go back!"

I shook my head, glanced at her, then looked at Yan Yu, without saying a word, I stretched out my hand towards the dead man's nose, the hand was extremely cold, as if it had been iced by something.

"Chen Jiu, I suspect that the blessed Lord has some kind of emotion towards you, which is why this happens, if..." Uncle Lin said.

Before he finished speaking, I gave up and said in a deep voice, "I understand what you mean. If this matter cannot be resolved, the deceased will haunt me for the rest of his life."

As soon as the words fell, my aunt became anxious, grabbed my arm tightly, and said anxiously: "Xiao Jiu, what should I do, what if the dead really entangles you..."

I smiled at her, "Auntie, have you forgotten what I do? Don't worry, I won't be troubled by this matter, but you will make me feel tied and unable to let go!"

I said this to imply that she would leave. After all, she and Yan Yu were not at odds. Let the two of them be together, each of them can suppress their emotions for a short time.

When my aunt heard what I said, she probably understood what I meant, so she said, "That's fine, I won't bother you here anymore, but I must let your cousin come over. I don't worry about you being here alone."

As soon as I heard this, a figure immediately flashed in my mind. That person has the attitude of a strong woman, and she loves to take care of everything. She has a very strong aura. It is my cousin, Yu Qian.

Once I let her come, I reckon she will definitely treat me like my son.

Without any hesitation, I immediately said, "Auntie, don't bother my cousin."

She smiled and didn't speak. She took out her mobile phone, pressed a few numbers, and after a few seconds of touching, she heard her say to the mobile phone, "Qian'er, where are you now?"

"That's right, your cousin is here."

"Who else could it be, of course it's Xiao Jiu!"

"Why did you lie to you, he is in the Happy Hotel now, you...!"

Speaking of this, my aunt frowned, and said angrily: "Damn girl, I hung up the phone before I finished speaking."

As she said that, she raised her head and glanced at me, "Xiao Jiu, then I'll go first. When your cousin comes later, what do you need to tell her? I believe she will do her best to satisfy you. Over the years, She is always thinking about you, saying that you need to find a time to thank you!"

I stared at her bitterly, not knowing what to say, mainly because my cousin was so fucking strong.

Seeing that I didn't speak, my aunt smiled with satisfaction and said, "Remember to go home with your cousin at night."

I hummed and was about to say goodbye to my aunt when I noticed a woman walking in at the door. The woman was wearing a black overalls with shoulder-length hair and curly hair. Hugged me passionately, and said happily: "My little cousin, you are finally here, these years my cousin has missed you to death."

I smiled awkwardly, and I didn't know how to answer her words. I hesitated for a long time, but I didn't hold back a word. Instead, my aunt asked puzzledly: "Qian'er, why are you so fast?"

Then Yu Qian smiled, "Mom, when you called me, I was under the Xingfu Hotel. As soon as I heard that my cousin was here, I came over immediately."

My aunt smiled and said a few words to Yu Qian, basically asking her to take good care of me. At the end, she whispered a few words in her ear. When she said this, she kept her eyes on Yan Yu, If I guessed correctly, my aunt should have greeted Yu Qian and told her to focus on Yan Yu.

Seeing this, I shrugged helplessly, I didn't know what to say, and I simply didn't bother to talk about it, so I walked towards the deceased, intending to find out what happened to the deceased first.

When they came to the side of the deceased, Yan Yu and Uncle Lin approached, while Yu Qian and Auntie were talking at the door.

"Uncle Lin, do you think I offended the deceased?" I asked Uncle Lin.

He smiled awkwardly, "I'm not a fortune teller, how can I know if you have offended the blessed Lord."

I glanced at him, then at the deceased, and finally fixed my eyes on Yan Yu, and said softly, "Yu'er, I have been to the 'Tseung Kwan O Chinese Permanent Cemetery'."

What I meant was to imply to her that I already knew her father had died years earlier and hoped she would tell me the truth.

Hearing this, she didn't react too much, she just nodded and wrote, "Brother Chen Jiu, what do you want to say?"

To be honest, I didn't expect her reaction to be so flat, so I stared at her for a while and said slowly, "I want to say, the deceased is obviously not your father, why do you insist on saying he is your father?"

She smiled miserably, tears streaming down her cheeks, and she didn't speak, but Uncle Lin next to her said, "Chen Jiu, maybe Ms. Yan Yu has something hard to say."

I ignored him and kept staring at Yan Yu, hoping she could give me an explanation, not for anything else but for that trust.

Seeing me staring at her, Yan Yu took out a note and wrote, "Yes, my father died eight years ago."

When I heard it, I clenched my fists, it was indeed so, that Yan Jin didn't lie to me, and was about to speak, when Yan Yu suddenly looked at me, in her eyes, I saw a hint of sternness, before I could react , she stretched her hands towards my neck.

I was a little anxious, grabbed her arm suddenly, and said sharply: "What are you doing?"

She glanced at me in amazement, shook her head vigorously, and pointed at my neck. I followed her finger and found a worm the size of a king bean on my neck. I touched it and took a look. The thing was completely black and had tentacles. The most terrifying thing was that there was a trace of blood on the tentacles.

I touched my neck again, and my hands were a little wet and sticky, like blood.

I was a little confused, did this black thing bite me?

But why do I feel nothing at all?
Just when I was dazed for a while, Yan Yu didn't know what happened, her face changed drastically, she snatched the black thing from my hand, threw it to the ground, and stomped a few times with her feet.

I looked at all this suspiciously, and really didn't understand what she meant.

About ten seconds later, Yan Yu grabbed my shoulders, put his other hand on my forehead, and stretched out his lips towards my neck.

I was completely stunned, what on earth was she going to do!
I don't know if it was in a hurry, or if she was really in a hurry, but she actually said: "Don't move, you will die if you move again."

I stared at her in astonishment, she...she can't speak, why...how?

Before I could react, her lips had already reached my neck, and then, a cool feeling came from my neck.

This feeling lasted for less than three or four seconds, followed by a burning pain.

I'm in a hurry, Ma De, what's going on!

Just when I was about to push Yan Yu away, Uncle Lin said from the side: "Chen Jiu, this thing is related to the grave, you'd better not move!"

I froze, what does this thing mean?Is it the black bug or what?Getting ready to speak.

Suddenly, the burning sensation became stronger and stronger, and I couldn't help crying out in pain. Bean-sized drops of sweat sprung up from my forehead like mushrooms after a rain. There were more and more, and the burning sensation became stronger and stronger.

(End of this chapter)