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I was stunned by my father's words and stared into his eyes, trying to tell if he was joking with me.

The truth is, my father never joked with anyone, let alone me.

"You're saying that as long as we have children, we must be separated, otherwise, I, Aru, and the children, will all die?" I went word by word, trying to find evidence from every word that his words were ridiculous.

My father didn't respond, just looked at me silently. But I had already seen in his eyes an absolutely positive answer.

"Why is this happening?" Unable to contain my excitement, I rushed to the counter and asked loudly.

The father replied in a deep voice: "Life." ”

"Don't tell me about it!" I slapped my hands on the countertop, "I don't care what you're doing outside, but Yaru is my lover, you have to make it clear to me today!" ”

My father stared at me for a while, snuffed out his cigarette, pulled open a drawer, took out a cloth bag the size of a book, put it on the counter, and pushed it in front of me with two fingers, "Open it and take a look." ”

Without saying a word, I tore open the cloth bag, and inside it was half a broken book like butt polishing paper, and a small oiled paper bag.

The father lit another cigarette and pointed to the bench opposite with the finger holding the cigarette, "You go and sit down first, read the contents of the book, and then we'll talk." ”

I'm not an impulsive person, let alone facing a father who doesn't smile.

After a brief period of emotion, I calmed down for a moment, gritted my teeth, picked up the half of the torn book, turned around and walked to the bench and sat down.

Just looking at the first page, I was a little stunned.

Only eight words were written on it with a brush - people's hearts are terrifying, and they are worse than ghosts!

It's just eight words, but it gives me an indescribable shock.

Although I was still young at the time, I was not usually able to talk, so I was more keenly aware of some things that many people subconsciously ignore.

Some people call their brothers to their faces, and they are scheming behind their backs; There are those whose wives are like garments, and whose brothers are like siblings, who steal their brothers' 'garments' behind their backs......

"The human heart is terrifying......" I nodded subconsciously and muttered the four words.

I didn't read any more because I found another detail that surprised me.

This trail ......

I looked up at my father, "You wrote this sentence?" ”

The father nodded: "All the records on this are recorded by me." You read it first, and when you're done, we'll talk about it. ”

I didn't say anything more, but when I read everything and turned my eyes to my father again, I suddenly had a strange feeling.

I felt that the man in front of me was very unfamiliar, so I almost asked him in a 'fashionable' phrase at the time: "Are you from Mars?" ”

What is recorded in the broken book is actually some methods of catching ghosts and exorcism, and occasionally interspersed with the kind of ghost-like patterns that can only be seen in Hong Kong ghost movies.

If I can barely accept all of this, then the most incomprehensible to me, or even creepy, is what is recorded on the last three sheets of paper at the end of the broken book.

The front is all about catching ghosts and driving away evil spirits, although to me it is full of evil spirits, but there is no lack of righteousness between the lines.

The last three are still written with a brush, looking at the handwriting, from the same person, however, the first line of words at the beginning of each one makes people feel cold from the cracks in the bones.

These three lines of title-like words are:

- Peel the skin and change the face;

- Ghosts move corpses, sacrifice Yin Cao, ghost doors are closed, and severed heads are picked;

- Blow the lamp and break people's souls!

I froze for a while before I reluctantly spoke: "Again...... Give me another cigarette. ”

Father didn't speak, lit a cigarette, and stacked it on the edge of the counter as before.

Seeing a lit cigarette suddenly appear between my fingers, and thinking about the content recorded in front of the broken book, my fingers holding the cigarette couldn't help but tremble a little.

I reluctantly took a puff on my cigarette and asked my father, "Is this ...... This method of handing out cigarettes seems to be for ghosts...... I ......"

"You're not dead." The father shook his head, "I said that ordinary people can't enter this inn. It's true that I'm the boss here, but since you haven't touched yin and yang, you're still an ordinary person, I can only bring your soul in. ”

"Soul ......"

I nodded, and I really admired the old man in my heart.

If what I am experiencing now is not a dream, then he has proved the truth of what is recorded in the broken book in the simplest way.

At the same time, I also realized that the reason why I can still maintain 'calm' until now is not because I am receptive, but because when the Yin-Yang Station appeared in front of me out of thin air, I had used the facts of my experience to reverse my usual cognition.

I closed the broken book, looked at my father and asked, "Are you Mr. Yin and Yang?" ”

The father shook his head: "The real Mr. Yin and Yang are mostly demon killers, in their opinion, Yin and Yang are like black and white, and they will only stand on the side of what they think is 'white'." I won't.

So, I'm not Mr. Yin and Yang, and if I had to give all professions a title, I would prefer to call myself Yin Gang except for the innkeeper. ”

I nodded understandingly, "Then what do I call you?" Boss Xu? Or Xu Yinqi? ”

The father glared and said loudly, "Shouting Dad!" ”

Although I almost choked on my own saliva and coughed it up, my father's voice really relieved my tension to a certain extent.

I put the broken book in my hand on the table in front of me, followed his habitual movements, reversed my hand, and tapped the pages with the knuckles of my index and middle fingers: "This is also what you gave me?" Or is it the same as this station, which will be handed over to the real stationowner in the future? ”

"Except for the last three, the first ones are all to be handed over to the next official boss word for word."

"The last three ......," my eyelids jumped: "The last three don't seem to be orthodox." ”

"It's sorcery!" My father stared at me for a moment, "It's also the most likely thing you'll need in the future." ”

Before I could speak, my father knocked on the counter again, "In fact, all the records in this book are sorcery to you. Because, this is ghost magic, that is, a magic that only ghosts can use! You're not a ghost, as long as you use it, you're going against the sky! ”

Seeing my father's solemn face, I finally couldn't hold back anymore.

In other words, I relented.

Well, I'll admit, my receptivity was noticeably not as strong as I thought it would be.

I was just a self-righteous die-hard, and rebellion was not ruled out in the meantime.

But the truth is, when everything comes back to the point......

The real point is that I'm telling him I'm going to get married, and he's bringing me to this hellish place...... This seems to be a real ghost place.

Then, our father and son had a Buddhist conversation......

The most important thing is - he said that if I marry Aru and have children, I and Aru will have to separate, otherwise, I and Aru, and our children, will all have to die!