Live broadcast in the funeral clothing store

Blood flowed down the back of the tailor, Uncle Liu, and seeped out of the clothes on his back.

“You..., why don’t you...?” Zhang Lang’s father asked in surprise, puzzled.

"Thanks to the Ye family's Yin-Yang Nail. I'm afraid only the Ye family's magic can defeat the Ye family's magic? Hahaha!" The tailor Sixth Grandpa was still in a mood to joke at this time.

The effect of the Yin-Yang nail is not only stinging, but also the unique ability of the Yin-Yang nail that flows into the blood, which keeps people awake. Of course, the blood pierced by the Yin-Yang nail also has the same effect. Seeing this, the tailor Sixth Grandpa twisted a few times, and his flexible body easily escaped the rope.

Taking advantage of the situation, he smeared the blood on his back onto his palms, touched the eyes of the other four people, and said: "Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, the upper part of the word Si..."

When the Ye family finished chanting the secret spell, the four of them suddenly woke up.

"Hu~~~~!" Ye Lei gasped heavily, even savoring the memories he had reconstructed.

"My head hurts!" Zhang Xiaoyu rubbed his temple and realized that he had fallen off the wooden pole.

At this time, all the Zhang family members lost their composure. Their faces started to become ferocious, their eyeballs bulged out, became bloodshot, their pupils shrank, and their eye whites enlarged.

He was grinning, saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth, his body was stiff, and he was posing like a zombie. He shook his body with great effort and staggered towards the people.

"Oh no, the curse has been cast!" Grandpa Six, the tailor, was terrified and puzzled.

He didn't understand why the curse came down at dawn when the yin energy was at its strongest at midnight, during the time of birth and burial, and the curse had not appeared yet?

“Could it be…?” A terrible thought occurred to the tailor, Uncle Six, and his brows were furrowed.

"Don't you also think that this moment is what the Zhang family should be like? The reason for burial at midnight is to avoid body stiffness. Choosing dawn to start the derivative sacrifice is probably to convert all the remaining Yin in the body into Yang, and use the first ray of sunlight to make this derivative sacrifice more effective." Ye Lei's words were also confused and his expression was unclear, but the tailor Sixth Grandpa understood what he meant!

"What does that mean?" Zhang Xiaoyu asked blankly.

Wen Xue didn't know the secret either, and her eyes were waiting for Ye Lei's explanation.

“Whether it was the birth and burial at midnight, the derived sacrifices, the incantations and so on, the timing was all calculated and used just right! It’s a pity that they missed this move of Sixth Grandpa, and all their previous efforts were wasted. With the excess of yin energy and no yang energy, they turned into zombies, and with the coming of the curse, the pain was even greater.” Ye Lei pointed at the Zhang family members who were gradually approaching them.

Ah~~~~~!

Ah~~~~~!

Ah~~~~~!

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The continuous groans of pain from the Zhang family members, one after another, made people feel pity when they heard them.

"Emmmm, so should we escape now or not?" Zhang Xiaoyu looked nervously at the Zhang family members who were nearby and asked Ye Lei hurriedly.

"Run, there's no need to run! People who are cursed are no longer a threat to us." Ye Lei calmly took out a handful of talismans (which the tailor Sixth Grandpa had just stuffed into Ye Lei's hands).

“Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, with Si on top, three souls transform into seven spirits, and the nine heavens offer sacrifice to the mortal world…” Ye Lei chanted the Ye family spell, lit a handful of talisman paper, and swallowed it into his stomach.

This was the most talisman paper Ye Lei had swallowed in such a long time. Perhaps he was eager to save people, or perhaps he was in a panic. He didn't care about anything and blew out a puff of black smoke!

The thick smoke spread all over the Zhang family members. Their stiff bodies had no time to stop themselves from inhaling the smoke into their nostrils.

Huh~~~~!

A gust of cold wind swept in and cleared away all the black smoke!

"Is it frozen?" Zhang Xiaoyu boldly approached Zhang Lang's father who was in the front and poked him on the forehead.

"Hmm!" Ye Lei responded, and walked forward and said, "You can all hear me now. If what I said is correct and you agree with it, just move your eyes."

Ye Lei then said: "Your actual age should be 20 to 30 years older than your appearance, right?"

His body was very stiff, and even the subtle movement of moving his eyes was very difficult for them at the moment, but the pair of old eyes still moved.

"Okay, then this curse is caused by the mistakes your ancestors made in harming others?" Ye Lei guessed.

Then the eyeballs moved again.

"The people who were murdered should be from the Ye family, right?" Ye Lei's thinking was indeed different from others. He gathered clues from nowhere, and his imaginations were so reasonable.

The eyes squinted to the side, without a "direct answer", as if there was something to hide. But this also confirmed Ye Lei's guess.

"Sure enough, if there is no blood of the Ye family and no people of the Ye family, how can you break this curse? It is probably impossible to break it. But even if it is broken, what can it do? How can the people of the Ye family who were killed by you forgive you! But I didn't expect that you would trick us into coming here. Do you want to do something to our Ye family again? How stupid!" Ye Lei said here, and a surge of anger arose.

"Then let me ask you, who is this Ye family member who was killed by you? What's his name?" Ye Lei said this. After all, he is a descendant of the Ye family, and he still has an urge to clear his name.

"Brother, they can't speak. It's good enough that they can move their eyes!" Zhang Xiaoyu reminded Ye Lei.

"It's better not to ask, so I don't have to..." Ye Lei had something to say, and suddenly said: "The curse cannot be resolved in this way. It should be resolved with the right way and the kind way. If a few of us help you resolve it, will you let us go? If you agree to us, just move your eyes!" Ye Lei knew that it is better to make enemies than to resolve them, so he helped them resolve the curse first and then talk about it.

Those eyes hesitated for a moment, then turned to the side again.

When Ye Lei saw that the other party agreed to his request, he looked at the tailor Sixth Grandpa.

The tailor Sixth Grandpa understood what he meant and sprinkled the "holy water" in his hand (a diluted liquid that oozed from Great Grandpa Ye Lei's coffin) on the Zhang family members. After being touched by it, their bodies all relaxed and they became energetic again.

"We were wrong!" The first thing Zhang Lang's father said after he was able to speak was to admit his mistake.

"It's not that you are wrong! It's that you are too stupid! You actually killed..." Ye Lei was still angry and didn't finish his words.

"We didn't harm him, we just..." Zhang Lang's father was unable to answer just now, so he had to agree first.

"What happened to him?" Ye Lei asked quickly.

"That happened over 20 or 30 years ago. It's a long story, I'll tell you slowly!" Zhang Lang's father's voice became less cunning and more kind.