All Chapters of Yin-Pulse Master: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"Do you still remember where your home is? Is there anyone at home? Just remember to nod."I opened my mouth, but found that my mind went blank.I can’t remember where my home is, who else is there, or what my parents’ names are!I can't even remember my own name.I looked at her in horror and could only make a hehe sound.The girl sighed.She looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, but she looked old-fashioned."There is a copper coin mark on your back. This is because someone has robbed you of your life, so you have lost part of your memory. No wonder you were sent to Jieqiang to make animals. This is to cut off your original destiny and prevent you from being punished in the future. It involves. The person who sent you here will definitely come back here to confirm whether you have turned into an animal! He should know who robbed you of your life."She hesitated, looked at the bald man's body, then looked at me, and fina

There are many ways to change your identity.Get a fake ID, get plastic surgery, and change your appearance so that your parents can't recognize you.This is the simplest way.But just because your biological parents can't recognize it doesn't mean that experts in magic can't recognize it.Because they look at and remember people differently from normal people. They look at the three physical characteristics of flesh, blood, and skin, and remember the three characteristics of spirit, energy, and spirit. The facial features, eyes, mouth, and nose are not important.If you want to deceive them, you must use the top shell borrowing spirit from the thirty-six heretical techniques.The so-called top shell borrows from God, what is top is identity and what is borrowed is spirit.To perform this method, one must eat, live and travel with the target for thirty-three days, try to figure out his words, deeds, characteristics and habits, imitate

Thirty-three days exactly.News of Wang Siwan's death came out.Before death, the person was as rotten as a puddle of mud, and he took his last breath after being tortured.In just a few days, one of his two younger brothers was beaten into a vegetative state after offending a local tiger in the provincial capital. The other, without Wang Siwan's protection, was found guilty of beating people to death in the street in the past and was arrested. Son, you must take a bullet.These are all the methods of the four white wolves.I wanted my life but not my wealth, so I gave him my wealth for free. He reciprocated the courtesy, happily accepted the windfall, and gave me the life of the Wang family as a gift in return!The news spread back to the county town, and firecrackers rang out on the streets that night. Neighbors said it was the god of plague.Zhou Chenggong hanged himself amidst the joyful sound of firecrackers.When a normal

The fat man's lips trembled slightly, but he still smiled, his expression flawless."My little brother is blind and does not know the true Buddha. I apologize to my brother."He turned over his hand, took out a sharp-handled knife, put it on the index finger of his right hand, and was about to chop it down.Half of the trickster's kung fu is in his hands. Without his index finger, his kung fu is basically useless.This is a real ruthless man!I flicked my finger on his pulse and said, "No need to do anything wrong, just say a few words."The fat man's hand was weak, so he dropped the knife and landed on his thigh. Although he was wearing thick clothes in winter, it was pierced.I accepted his apology, but I didn't need to pay so much. Showing off my skills and letting him see blood also meant to establish my authority.The fat man didn't say a word, and the smiling expression on his face remained unchanged, and said: "Brother, I

When I came out of the train station, I stopped for a while in the square in front of the station. I held my backpack in front of me and looked around for a few times. Then I saw a small knifeman who didn't open his eyes came over to work.He looked about 13 or 14 years old and had lost a lot of weight. He was wrapped in a dirty cotton-padded jacket and he bumped into me with his hands in a panic. As soon as he took out the blade, I grabbed him and slapped him seven or eight times.People around were so scared that they hid away.A few people in the crowd on the edge were on lookout, changing hands, and when they saw something was wrong, they came up with grins and wanted to take action.They were all in their 14th and mid-teens, and their hands were hidden in their worn-out coats. You could vaguely see the bulge, as if they were carrying knives.I grabbed the little swordsman who was so instigated that his mouth and nose were bleeding, and curse