Chapter 10: He’s Very Dangerous
Yin object technique is a kind of wicked art.
Using a dead person’s hair, fingernails, bones, and such through specific rituals and incantations to transfer the power of yin objects onto oneself, thereby enhancing one’s own fortune.
Zhang Shimian didn’t see it, but Nan Yuanman did.
After Liu Hanfei tormented Sister Zhou Ying to death, he pulled out her hair and fingernails, dismembered her corpse, extracted the bones for the Liu family to carry, absorbing the fortune from her body to enhance his own fortune.
Zhang Shimian, Jiang Lixuan, and Zheng Feiyu’s faces instantly darkened.
If it weren’t for Liu Hanfei now breathing in more than out, Zheng Feiyu would have hated to go over and kick him. He gnashed his teeth hatefully: “This dog-day beast!”
Aunt Zheng’s legs went soft, and she slid to the ground, covering her mouth with eyes full of tears, opening her mouth with some regret: “I should have stopped Old Master at that time…”
When Liu Hanfei came to the door carrying good wine and begged Old Master to step in, she should have stopped him…
“Saying anything now is useless.” Jiang Lixuan said with a grim face: “Zhou Ying is already dead. What we need to do now is send this beast to keep her company in the grave.”
Zheng Feiyu wiped his face and looked at Aunt Zheng: “Aunt, now can you tell me about the Liu family situation…”
While they handled the aftermath, Nan Yuanman put away the small coffin, picked up the small straw doll that was even more disheveled on the ground, patted the dust off it distressedly, stuffed it into her pocket, and then opened her short legs to walk away.
Jiang Lixuan was quick-eyed and quick-handed, grabbing her collar in one go: “Where are you going?”
“The matter is settled, I’m going back to sleep with Grandpa.” Nan Yuanman twisted her small body unhappily, slapped away his hand: “Don’t always grab my collar, it chokes my neck!”
Jiang Lixuan let go as told and said: “I’ll go with you, say hello to the old woman, and by the way tell her that you’re going to the Jiang family.”
That Old Master just now was the old woman who raised Nan Yuanman.
He wanted to take Nan Yuanman away, so out of emotion and reason, he had to say hello to her.
The compensation that should be given must also be in place.
After all, it hasn’t been easy for one old woman to raise a child all these years.
Nan Yuanman’s small face instantly became vigilant, glaring at him: “Give up! I won’t go back to that damn Jiang family with you!”
After saying that, she twisted her body, flexibly dodged Jiang Lixuan’s reaching hand, and pedaled her short legs to run out quickly.
Jiang Lixuan laughed angrily: “This little brat!”
He tsked: “Forget it, it’s very late now, we’ll go disturb tomorrow.”
The most important thing now is to first resolve the Liu family matter.
As for Nan Yuanman, he had plenty of time to wear her down.
Zhang Shimian watched the backs of Nan Yuanman and Old Master Nan, his gaze slowly falling on Old Master Nan, his brows slowly furrowing.
Was it his illusion?
Why did he feel that Old Master Nan had very heavy yin energy on him?
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After the yin energy dispersed, the full moon hung high in the sky. Nan Yuanman held Old Master Nan’s hand, hopping along the way home, her small mouth chattering about what happened to her these days.
Old Master Nan couldn’t help but hop along with her, mumbling “ah ah” from his mouth from time to time to respond to her, telling her he was listening.
The moonlight fell on Old Master Nan, illuminating his current appearance.
His pale iron-blue face, sparse hair glowing faintly purple, pitch-black eyes, and two fangs pushing out from his lips.
No matter how you looked, he didn’t seem like a normal person.
Old Master Nan slowly rolled his eyeballs, his gaze involuntarily falling on Nan Yuanman, quickly glancing at her neck and then looking away, restrainedly biting his long fingernails.
His chaotic consciousness told him that this was his granddaughter, not food, and he couldn’t eat her.
Nan Yuanman was now fully immersed in the joy of Grandpa waking up, completely unaware of his abnormality, still chatting with him as usual.
While talking, Nan Yuanman thought of that uncle who suddenly appeared, her steps paused, and she looked up at Old Master Nan with some trepidation: “Grandpa, you won’t want to send me back to the Jiang family, right?”
Without waiting for Old Master Nan to speak, she hugged his arm tightly, her eyes red, speaking in a childish voice with a crying tone: “I don’t want to go back with him. The Jiang family isn’t my home. I want to be with Grandpa.”
“Don’t send me away, okay? Yuanman is very good, Yuanman will eat very little.”
Old Master Nan lowered his gaze, looking at Nan Yuanman’s terrified and fearful small face under the moonlight, a flash of bewilderment in his eyes.
His faint, turbid consciousness was not enough to understand what Nan Yuanman was saying now.
But he knew he didn’t want to make her sad.
He clumsily retracted his fingernails, padded his palm with his sleeve, rubbed her head, and his mouth opened and closed: “Mm, go.”
His voice was hoarse, as if he hadn’t spoken for a long time, and it was very difficult to make a sound.
But Nan Yuanman understood. Tears streamed down her face, and she pouted sadly: “You want Yuanman to go? You don’t want Yuanman anymore?”
Old Master Nan shook his head. It wasn’t that he didn’t want her, but in his current state… he couldn’t raise Yuanman well.
He didn’t know how he had turned into a zombie, but he knew that Yuanman staying by his side was not a good thing. She could only suffer with him, and might even be labeled an evil cultivator and die young.
Weighing the pros and cons, now only the Jiang family was Nan Yuanman’s only way out.
Unless…
Her biological father could find her.
Nan Yuanman panicked, grabbing Old Master Nan’s sleeve, just about to beg him, when a yellow talisman suddenly appeared, quickly shooting toward Old Master Nan from behind.
Old Master Nan’s eyes sharpened, and he quickly picked up Nan Yuanman, jumping to the side to dodge the yellow talisman.
Sensing the danger, Old Master Nan put Nan Yuanman on the ground, turned around with a low roar, and pounced at the attacker. The two figures instantly clashed.
This sudden event scared Nan Yuanman so much that she forgot to cry. She quickly wiped away the tears blocking her view, and upon seeing Zhang Shimian fighting her own grandpa, her heart sank.
She hurriedly shouted: “What are you doing?! Don’t hit my grandpa!!”
Hearing Nan Yuanman’s voice, Old Master Nan, whose mind was filled with anger, stiffened, and failed to dodge the talisman thrown by Zhang Shimian.
The talisman landed on his arm, which sizzled like it had met sulfuric acid, quickly corroding a hole.
Zhang Shimian was stunned for a moment. Old Master Nan quickly retreated to Nan Yuanman’s side. The pain in his arm made him bare his teeth, making the fangs he had deliberately hidden even more obvious.
Under the moonlight, Zhang Shimian also saw Old Master Nan’s current appearance, and his heart sank: “As expected…”
Earlier, he had sensed heavy yin energy and corpse stench from the coffin binding rope, along with residual corrosion marks on it, so he was worried and followed to check.
When he saw Old Master Nan’s extremely long purple fingernails under the moonlight, he thought he had seen wrong and wanted to test with a move, but unexpectedly…
His voice sank, vigilantly watching Old Master Nan, and said to Nan Yuanman: “Yuanman, come over. Your grandpa is very dangerous now.”
“He is no longer human now; he is a zombie.”
