Tomb of Yin and Yang 11 sections, inviting gods into the body (below) seeking votes, seeking collection name 3G network premiere

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  I immediately stood up and ran towards him: "What's wrong?"

  Ye coughed twice and gave me a bitter smile.

  Now that I've seen Yiyi is not seriously hurt, I can finally feel at ease. I turn around and look back at the living room again.

  This time it's even more unbearable, all the furnishings in the room have become dilapidated, as if the moment I fell asleep was a thousand years ago. The precious mahogany furniture has rotted, and the glass chandelier on the ceiling is fragmented, only the dim light still struggling to hold on.

  Everywhere, on the walls, on the ceiling, and on the marble floor, there were all sorts of strange footprints and handprints. It seemed that within my field of vision, except for the tea table near where I had just woken up, there wasn't a single place that was good. However, my gaze was once again drawn to that bowl of well water, which had turned as black as ink, and the two pairs of chopsticks on top of it had changed from red wood to charcoal color.

  "What's wrong with you?"

  I think that anyone who has encountered such a thing would agree with what I'm saying, right?

  As I bent down to help Ye Yi up, I only then discovered that the red thread tied around my fingers had somehow turned gray at some point, with only the segment tied near the door still having a bright red color within a distance of less than 10 centimeters.

  Ye Yizhen stood up and smiled bitterly at me: "Have you heard a saying? It's easy to invite the gods, but hard to send them away."

  I nodded blankly, and Ye sneered: "It's really hard to believe that it's actually something like this. It seems we have to continue, but I don't understand why the one who was invited is this god."

  I was baffled and asked, "What's going on?" Faced with Ye Yatou's miserable situation, the resentment I had towards him earlier dissipated. At least I didn't witness such a bizarre thing with my own eyes, and just this point is worth me feeling lucky about myself.

  "We don't have to go today, let's just rest here," said Ye Yi.

  I said: "Really? Still here at night?"

  "Don't worry, this place is now the safest. There are remnants of their auras around us, those things wouldn't dare to come in even if they wanted to."

  I relented and said: "Why don't you go sleep on the bed?" Looking at his pitiful appearance, I really didn't have the heart to fight with him over that one bed.

  "Unexpectedly, Ye said: 'The bed can't be slept in, just make do with the floor for one night. Although the ground air is still not enough, it's better than the bed. This way I can dissipate the yin energy inside my body.' Then he looked at me and said: 'You can sleep on the bed. Consider it a welfare treatment for you.'"

  I'm confused again. Ye Yi didn't even bother to explain why, anyway he went to the bathroom to wash his face and came out, then started snoring on the bedroom floor.

  I leaned back on the bed, propping up my head with my arm. Thinking about what Ye Yatou had been through.

  However, Ye obviously didn't want to tell me the real reason, and I couldn't figure out what he was hiding from me. Why did he have to hide it from me? And the profit margin is staggering. Once the whole house is settled, its value will be in the tens or even hundreds of millions. Even if someone has a lot of money, they wouldn't use such a huge profit to deceive people, would they?

  Lying in bed, I tossed and turned, but eventually I decided to get up and take another look at the things in the living room. Hopefully, I could find some clues from them.

  I sat in front of the tea table again, although I didn't know what I had done in between. However, I found that many strange things were presented before me at this time.

  The first doubt is that I ate a lot of things without knowing it.

  I had this feeling since I woke up. Secondly, it was a mouthful of grayish-black gas that I spat out, although it didn't have any smell, but I could clearly recall the chilly feeling emanating from that gas at that time. When I thought back carefully, I was shocked to find that the gas hadn't dissipated, but instead went out through the window.

  Secondly, the scene around me, although I couldn't infer the entire process of the other shore flower, but from the ash tracks on the ground, it seems to be spreading outwards with me as the center. Following that is a straight line, vertically like a track that was heavily pushed out. That mark should be the record of Ye Yi falling and sliding down. A great deal of force was exerted, poor Ye Yi, I estimate it's very likely that "I" at that time had used too much strength.

  I carefully examined the rotten red wood furniture, most of which were traces of erosion, looking like they had been around for a long time. People who have studied chemistry know that old things are mostly oxidized or rotted. But this set of red wood furniture was not like that, it was corroded by some kind of substance I didn't know, similar to acidic substances. As for the ash scattered on the ground around, it vaguely felt like a mixture of incense ash and paper ash.

  As for those footprints and handprints, I am powerless and cannot guess at all.

  But I have a bold conjecture!

  Won't it be that when I was possessed, the god who possessed me temporarily opened the gate of the underworld, allowing Ye to find some clues? This speculation may also explain why strong and dense yin energy can do this. Only those things would bring a large amount of incense ash and paper ash, as well as handprints and footprints on the wall.

  Then there was the red thread that was originally tied to my finger, this clue seemed to prove some things. Further speculation, the door must be what the demons and monsters need to enter and exit. The fact that all doors and windows except for the window were evenly sprinkled with coarse salt is the best evidence.

  Then it can be proved that the problem of red line.

  That so-called god probably didn't want to leave... I inferred such a thing and my whole body was covered in cold sweat! If it weren't for Ye Yi's relationship, I almost got completely occupied. Unfortunately, at that time, I still didn't understand how much temptation this flesh body had for those gods.

  It was just such a reverse inference that brought me closer to the truth, and I also understood some things, for example, the entire red line is broken. The breakpoint is located exactly between gray and red.

  I wonder, if Ye Yi hadn't severed it back then, I would have been a dead person by now? No, I wouldn't even count as a dead person, the dead still have souls, but I would be alive, only the one occupying my body is another so-called god.

  After going through all of these, based on my inference and conclusion, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief at Ye Yiyi's decisiveness back then. Judging from Ye Yi's appearance, it seemed that the clues he obtained were not many. It should also have a direct relationship with the occupation of my god.

  I'm guessing that if the red thread all turns gray, then that so-called god will permanently possess my body. I seem to have understood Ye Yiyi's phrase "inviting a god is easy, sending it away is hard". Apart from complaining about Ye Yiyi using me as a vessel, there's also gratitude towards Ye Yiyi for being quite capable, otherwise the two of us might both be done in. From now on, I'll become a missing person, maybe even an unwitting murderer. And Ye Yiyi will become a dead body, dying without anyone knowing why.

  After understanding all this, I admired Ye Yi even more. After experiencing such a dangerous thing, he can still sleep peacefully, and I really admire him from the bottom of my heart. This guy's heart is as big as a water tank.

  Back in the bedroom on that bed, I fell asleep dazedly.

  When I woke up, the sky was already bright. Because the bedroom is located in the south window position, without the shade of the curtains, the sunlight easily penetrated through the glass and filled the entire room, making me feel warm and lazy.

  "Yè Yī?" I saw that under the bed, on the floor, Yè Yī had vanished.