"Then my dad's situation..."

Seeing Zuo Yang say this, he had basically guessed something.

The same is true for the mother of the ink painting thrush. She looked at Zuo Yang quietly and waited for him to give further explanation.

Zuo Yang nodded and continued, "This kind of dead jade is an ominous thing for ordinary people, but in general, it is just an unknown person. At most, it will affect some fortune and health. It will not happen like Uncle Yang, which will directly affect a person's fortune and produce such a powerful evil, unless... someone tampered with it."

“The hands and feet here are divided into two situations.”

"One is to use a special method to open a gap in the seal or loosen the seal. This method is meaningless. Whoever flows into the hands of dead jade will be affected. If you want to prevent this situation, the best way is to not buy jade tools of unknown origin;"

"The other is based on the former, using the Feng Shui principle of jade ornaments, and combining with the owner of the house, the eight characters of the birth date or the five elements of the numerology, so that a certain connection between the owner of the house and the dead jade will be created. In the process of suppression, the wronged souls will mistakenly believe that they are suppressed by the owner of the house, so all the resentment will be settled on the owner of the house."

"When the wronged soul uses the gap or loosening of the seal, it is difficult to break free from the seal, the first person to take his life is the owner of the house. This is an extremely secret way to harm people."

"Uncle Yang's current situation... Because I don't understand the process of obtaining this jade ornament, I don't say it well yet. Everything will be judged after Uncle Yang wakes up."

After saying that, Zuo Yang had already taken the three-legged golden toad ornament from the hands of the ink painting thrush.

"Zuo Yang, does the change in this ornament mean that the unjust soul sealed in this dead jade is about to come out?"

Ink Painted Eyebrow looked at the changes on the three-legged golden toad ornaments and asked with some concern.

Because in just a short while, the red dot on the right side of the ornament has become slightly larger, and the black dot in the center of the red dot has also become larger.

Just now, she was just listening to Zuo Yang's words, but she didn't see how this change happened...

"Yes, once this dead jade turns completely black, it will automatically explode and turn into a pile of black jade residue. At that time, Uncle Yang's life will not be saved even by a god."

Zuo Yang said.

"ah……"

The mother of the Shui Shuihuamei suddenly became even more nervous than before, and she quickly asked, "My little master, do you have any way to stop this dead jade from turning black?"

Since when Zuo Yang has changed from a young man to a young master.

"No."

Zuo Yang shook his head straightforwardly.

"this……"

Shui Mo Huamei's mother suddenly felt her legs weak and she almost sat on the ground again. Seeing this, Shui Mo Huamei quickly reached out to help, glared at Zuo Yang and said with a strange look, "Zuo Yang, I said, can you breathe a lot? Do you want to send my mother to the operating room as well?"

She believed that Zuo Yang would definitely have a solution. If there was no way, Zuo Yang probably wouldn't go back to the hospital. Moreover, since he saw this dead jade, he wouldn't have maintained such a relatively relaxed state.

"Sorry, occupational disease."

Zuo Yang smiled and continued, "But what I said is the truth. Although I can't stop this dead jade from continuing to turn black, I have a way to resolve the grievances here, so that it is impossible to continue to affect Uncle Yang."

"Auntie, look carefully and I have to let you know the money I gave me before, and the money I spent is worth the money..."

The words fell.

Zuo Yang's hand holding the three-legged golden toad ornament suddenly released, and the ornament fell vertically.

There was a "click".

The ornaments hit the marble floor of the hospital. The marble floor was intact, but the ornaments fell into pieces, which was much crisper than expected.

"Oh? What are you doing?"

Shui Shuihuamei thought Zuo Yang was not holding it firmly, so she quickly wanted to make up for it, but she couldn't do it. She had to look at the slags all over the ground with a nervous look on her face. Then she discovered, "There are already black lines in it, and it looks like a human blood vessel, but... Is it really okay if the ornaments are broken like this? Did you do it on purpose?"

"?"

The mother of Shui Shuihuamei also held her breath nervously and didn't dare to blink.

"Well, you guys get out of the way."

Zuo Yang nodded and looked back and saw that there was no one around him at the moment. Only the uncle of Shuimu was poking out half of his head at the corner of the corridor and peeking like a thief. Seeing him turn around, he quickly shrank back.

"Don't hide it, come out and lend it to your lighter."

Zuo Yang shook his head and smiled, and shouted at him.

"I?"

The uncle of the ink-washed thrush poked out another head and pointed at him and asked in surprise.

"You are the only one of us who smokes, and who else has a lighter besides you?"

Zuo Yang said with a smile.

"Mimei didn't talk nonsense. You can tell whether I smoke or not. You really have some real skills."

The uncle of the ink painting thrush ran over and praised him while running.

"hehe……"

Zuo Yang no longer wants to evaluate his level of flattery. There is no need to use physiognomy to smoke. Just look at your teeth and fingers. Moreover, people who often smoke also have a smell of smoke on their bodies and clothes, and they can't even cover their perfume.

"Little Master, the lighter is here."

The uncle of the ink-washed thrush came near and handed over his lighter.

"Don't give it to me, pick up this piece of jade and burn it with a lighter to show me."

Zuo Yang didn't answer, but said, pointing to a piece of broken jade that had completely turned into black on the ground.

There are no carved marks on this piece of broken jade, there are only broken cuts, because it is the innermost part of this ornament, and it can be said to be the "heart" of the ornament.

"Oh well."

Because the uncle of the ink painting thrush had gone far just now, he actually didn't listen to what Zuo Yang explained before.

At this moment, I was able to participate in satisfying my curiosity and was just asking for it, so I naturally didn't think much about it. I picked up the broken jade and turned on the lighter and started to burn it.

Under the gaze of everyone, the black broken jade began to emit wisps of black smoke, but after these black smoke came out, it did not dissipate like ordinary smoke, but gradually condensed above the broken jade, gathering more and more, and became thicker and thicker, looking like a pocket dark cloud.

"this……"

The uncle of the ink painting thrush couldn't help but feel a little nervous at this time. Who has seen such a weird scene for normal people?

"Is it a little cold? Normal, don't talk, keep burning."

Zuo Yang said intently.

“…”

The uncle who was ink painting thrush had to close his mouth and stare at the pocket dark cloud without turning his eyes. In just a moment, cold sweat had flowed out of his temples.

But only he himself knew that a bone-bone cold air was gradually moving upwards as his tail bones...

This feeling is very evil. He now regrets getting involved in this matter. What if he causes trouble for himself? But now... it's hard to get rid of the tiger!

“…”

The mother of Ink Painting Thrush and Ink Painting Thrush was also stunned at the moment. This was clearly an effect that could only be achieved through special effects in the movie, but unexpectedly I saw it in reality.

at the same time.

As the flames burned, the small dark clouds became denser and denser. The black on the black broken jade was gradually fading away, gradually returning to the topaz.

It was at this time.

"call!"

The small dark cloud moved without the wind, and the black smoke turned into a small vortex.

After rotating like this, it turned into a ferocious face and full of fangs. Even in the air, you could vaguely hear some screams that seemed far and near.

"this……"

Uncle Shuishu's hands began to shake.

The next moment.

"Swoosh!"

The ferocious face dragged a long black smoke tail and rushed towards the uncle of the ink painting thrush.

"Ah! There's a ghost!"

The uncle of the ink-washed thrush turned blue with fear, and quickly threw away the broken jade and lighter, took a step back, and then fell to the ground with his butt.

It is also this time.

Seeing this grimace hitting the uncle who was about to hit the ink-washed thrush.

"Um!"

Zuo Yang let out a muffled groan, and a drop of bright red liquid had ejaculated from his mouth, hitting the grimace directly.

This bright red liquid is the blood on the tip of Zuo Yang’s tongue!

After hitting the ghost face, the blood and blood not only did not pass over, but immediately turned into a thin layer of red mist, wrapping the ghost face in an instant like a condom.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The ghost face naturally refused to surrender, and was still struggling, desperately hitting the red fog and constantly deforming, sometimes concave and sometimes convex, but it could not break through this barrier in any case.

on the contrary.
To be continued...