"Your grandmother has learned many Daoist arts, and the other techniques are the same as yours. My lineage has even more inheritances than you can count, but all the inheritances I received were suppressed to the limit by the strength of the Ghost Dao. The gu worms inside me are now copying and sensing my destiny pattern, gradually merging into my bloodline. Since they are also an external force, there really is a good chance they will work. I imagine your paper talismans will have some effect." Grandma pursed her lips and sensed it for a while. Then her whole body seemed to relax, and she calmly let the gu worms travel through her blood.
This thing dissolved as soon as it entered the blood, yet at a critical moment, it could become one's substitute. Like the soul-summoning techniques of certain bizarre mystic cultivators, the gu worm could take one's place. The gu worm would die while the person survived, making it far better than a paper effigy substitute.
To control the spell talismans properly, Grandma still consulted the information on my phone. She found the phone's ability to photograph and store ancient texts extremely novel, repeatedly saying it was far more useful than her elementary-school notebook.
I could not help laughing. Grandma was remarkably good at accepting new things, but her circumstances had still limited her. Sometimes she trusted more primitive things. After all, Little Yi Village had not even had electricity before, and even in recent years, power outages still happened occasionally, sometimes lasting several days.
When she saw the Hidden Gu Ring in my hand again, Grandma was astonished by the things concealed inside. She also praised my good luck, though I had no idea how she could tell. Perhaps the Heavenly Eye at a higher level