It was late at night and the people in the village had probably already fallen asleep. A few of us walked out quietly. The sky seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and we couldn't see anything. The whole village was dark.

I took a deep breath, looked back at them, waved my hand, and Yang Chen immediately walked in front to lead the way. None of us dared to make a noise, so we walked carefully towards the entrance of the village.

Soon, we arrived near the home of the young man Ajiu during the day, stood at the entrance of the village and looked forward. The dim light was lit in the dilapidated house. For some reason, it was flashing, as if it would go out at any time.

When he walked to the door, Yang Chen was about to reach out to knock on the door, but a black shadow suddenly appeared under the door panel, which scared him. He looked carefully and saw that it was the big black dog. He saw the black dog raise his head and sniff hard, but he didn't scream or bite. He nodded to us repeatedly. The two eyes emitted a faint green light in the darkness, looking very creepy.

Shao Peiyi smiled and stepped forward, patted the black dog's head, and whispered: "It's let's follow it."

I was a little puzzled and looked down. The black dog nodded again, turned around and got in. Shao Pei squatted down and lifted the door panel, but it was a hole more than half a person tall. He shook his head helplessly and said, "Brothers, go in from here."

Yang Chen said angrily: "Isn't this a joke? This is his fucking dog hole. Why do you let us enter from here?"

Shao Pei shrugged and said, "Then I don't know, but this dog was very cautious just now, so what should it mean."

Mo Xiaobai stepped forward and sniffed, and suddenly said, "Let's go to the dog hole. I smell it. It doesn't seem right. Maybe this is someone's rule."

I couldn't help but smile. The little white nose was like the black dog, and it smelled all the time. I patted Yang Chen and said, "Brother, if you don't want to go in, just keep it at the door. I also think something is wrong. There is a need for someone to stay outside, so we can have a response."

Yang Chen thought about it, but said a little embarrassedly: "But my grandfather..."

I patted my forehead and almost forgot that today I was in order to see his grandfather. If others didn't go in, how could I leave him outside?

But I know that although he is easy-going to others, he is a little arrogant in his temperament, especially as the descendant of Luban. He was forced to climb a dog hole in his own territory. He felt uncomfortable, but he wanted to see his grandfather in his heart, so he still had to climb today.

But to be honest, I was a little worried that if we all went in, no one could guard it if we had any problems outside.

Shao Peiyi suddenly volunteered and said, "I'll do it, I'll stay outside, Yang Chen, you can go in."

I nodded and agreed that it would be best if he could stay. He was the successor of the shaman. Although his actual combat skills were nothing, most of them had to rely on summoning skills, he had the aura of a royal shaman. Not to mention that ordinary demons and ghosts dared not provoke him, even some powerful demons would have to respect him. I remember that when Nangong Feiyan saw him for the first time, he was frightened by him. This did not mean that Nangong Feiyan would definitely not be able to beat Shao Peiyi, but it was like a natural attribute restraint, because although Shao Peiyi had nothing, he could mobilize almost all the Northeast demon immortals. Looking at the world, perhaps only the Northeast royal shaman could do it.

Therefore, when he comes to guard the door, there should be no taboos, and no monsters dare to come to the door.

At that moment, the three of us, Yang Chen, took the lead, and Mo Xiaobai was behind me, bent down and got in from under the door panel.

The dim lights in the room reflected in the yard, and it was hazy. The black dog was waiting for us in the yard. Seeing that we were all in, he immediately turned around, ran to the door, stretched his claws and scratched the door a few times.

I didn't expect it to call the door, but after it scratched it a few times, I realized that it was not calling the door, but opening the door.

The black dog opened the door with his paws a little hard, and stood by and guarded him. The three of us looked at each other, and they were a little surprised, but no one said anything. So this time I took the lead, and they walked in together.

On the table in the main hall, there were two white candles. The candle flames were cut very short, and the candlelight of about the size of soybeans flashed and illuminated the young man Ajiu who was sitting next to the table, as well as a bundle of incense, a bowl of water, a bottle of wine, a brush, a plate of cinnabar, and a stack of yellow paper on the table.

It seemed that he had made full preparations. Ajiu sat there, straightened his body and calm expressions. He looked at us without saying a word. Suddenly, he pointed at Mo Xiaobai and said, "You go out and stay in the yard."

Mo Xiaobai was stunned: "I, why should I go out?"

Ajiu said lightly: "You are here, your soul is uneasy."

When he said this, I suddenly felt a chill rising from the back of my back. Perhaps he was right. Xiaobai is the descendant of the Tianshi family. Although I don’t know what kind of family this is, I know Xiaobai’s special abilities very clearly. His yin energy is heavier than anyone else, and he also has the ability to eat ghosts. It seems inappropriate to have him here.

Mo Xiaobai scratched his head and did not refute it. He probably understood what was going on with him. I gave him a wink, and he pouted, looking unhappy, but turned around and walked out.

Now only Yang Chen and I are left. Ajiu then signaled the black dog to close the door, then pointed to the chair and said, "Sit down."

I was not polite, so I sat down. Yang Chen automatically stood behind me and looked at Ajiu with a nervous look on his face.

"Brother Ajiu, how to carry out this ceremony and what do I need to do?" I asked. To be honest, the atmosphere in the room was really depressing. Ajiu always had a calm face and always looked half-dead when talking. I even now doubt whether this guy was a living person.

Ajiu didn't say anything. He slowly stretched out his hand, grabbed a pair of scissors on the table, cut the wicks of the two candles short again, and then said expressionlessly: "No need."

After saying these three words, he took out two things from somewhere next to him, placed them behind the candles, facing each other. When I looked carefully, they were two mirrors.

Yang Chen couldn't help asking, "What does this mean?"

Ajiu ignored him, pointed to the mirror and signaled me to look. I was confused and curious, and followed his gestures to look into the two mirrors.

Under the dim candlelight, the opposite candles and mirrors were reflected in the two mirrors, and there were also candles and mirrors in the mirrors. I only looked at them for a while and then became a little confused. As long as I focused my attention in these two mirrors, I didn’t know how many mirrors and candles were there. This cycle was repeated, and it became smaller and smaller, becoming more and more blurred.

As I looked at it, I felt a bang in my mind, quickly retracted my mind, looked up at Ajiu, and asked the same question as Yang Chen in a strange way: "What does this mean?"

Ajiu still looked calm and said to me: "My yin technique is extraordinary. Strictly speaking, there are two ways: one is to let the souls of the human beings leave the body and enter the underworld, and the other is to let the ghosts of the underworld appear through this mirror and communicate with the human beings through this dark road."

I understood a little. His Yin-Skill sounded very powerful. I was about to ask for details. Ajiu reached out and plucked the candlelight, looking at me and said, "You can choose a way now, but the Yin-Skill I have learned is quite special. People who have Yin-Skill can be me or you, but only one person."

Well, this seems to be a difficult problem. I look back at Yang Chen. I have to discuss this with him. If you can only live alone, from Yang Chen's perspective, you must want to see his grandfather, but you may not be able to explain this matter clearly. If I went by myself, Yang Chen would not be able to see him.

Yang Chen also understood, frowned, and said, "If it's only one person, then..." He hesitated for a while, then made up his mind and said, "You'd better go, I'm afraid I can't explain it clearly and delay the big thing."

I thought about it and it was not appropriate for me to go. After all, none of us has any experience in this matter, and there is a certain risk factor. Besides, the boy in front of me looks too young. To be honest, I dare not trust him too much. What if he gets me over and can't come back?

Another way is to let the young man go, but let him go, I guess he can't explain anything. Thinking of this, I simply said to him: "Let's do this, I choose to let Grandpa Yang show his appearance through the mirror, so that we can make it clearer and let him see the skull."

Ajiu nodded and asked Yang Chen: "Do you know Yang Shenxian's birth date?"

Yang Chen hurriedly said, "I know, of course I know."

Ajiu didn't say anything else, slowly stood up, lit three incense sticks, inserted it into the incense burner, and the cigarette rose up and hovered above the incense burner. Ajiu bowed three times to the incense burner, reached out to pick up the brush from the side, dipped in cinnabar, and lit it on Yang Chen and I'm on the foreheads.

I felt a little nervous. I didn't know what kind of procedure he was doing. I just felt a little cold on my forehead. I looked up at Yang Chen. He was like me, and there was a cinnabar red dot on his forehead, which looked like a doll in the New Year pictures when I was a child.

Then, Ajiu took out a small wine glass like a magic trick, opened the bottle of white wine, poured half a cup into it, placed it in front of the incense burner, and then pulled out a talisman from the table, handed it to Yang Chen, and said, "Name, birthday, write it up."

Yang Chen hurriedly took it, grabbed the cinnabar pen, wrote down Mr. Yang's name and birth date on it, and handed it to Ajiu. Ajiu took it and took a look, then pinched it with two fingers, and suddenly muttered something in his mouth, but the voice was small, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

We were watching attentively, and suddenly we saw the talisman trouser burning itself. When Ajiu was half burning the paper talisman, he threw it into the glass of wine, and then the glass of wine and the paper talisman burned together.

Soon, the paper talisman was burned, and a layer of blue flame was about to be extinguished from the glass of wine. Ajiu held his hands with a strange gesture, and his two fingers were in one place, and suddenly pointed at the two candles, that is, between the two mirrors, and shouted loudly.
Chapter completed!