Yun Ziliang suspected whether Lao Yang failed to properly tend to the "eye" tattoo, and the tattoo clouded his mind.
"Nonsense, that tattoo of mine was done with the blood of Fifth Brother and myself, even if it acted up, Lao Yang should be clamoring, 'Grandpa, spare me.'"
The "eye" tattoo, human skin, blood, patterns, all came from pure men, how could it transform into a female evil spirit to bewilder Lao Yang?
*Doesn't make sense!*
"First, carry him to the shop, let's have a good look at him."
Zhou Xuan and the other three carried Lao Yang to the Old Painting Pavilion, which was closer to the restaurant, lit a kerosene lamp, and laid Lao Yang across the counter.
The first to examine Lao Yang was Yun Ziliang, checking his eyeballs and listening to his chest, yet he couldn't find anything out of the ordinary.
The next was Lv Mingkun, who was sensitive to ghostly perceptions, placing the Bamboo Leaf Blade on Lao Yang, but there wasn't any reaction at all.
