Holy Bone

Beijing.

Fort of the Criminal Investigation Division.

The first person to notice the return of Jin'an Yuanshen was not an old Taoist priest or a sword sharpener, but a female peacock who stood alone on the roof with the temperament of a fairy like Juechen, like the fairy Chang'e of Guanghan Palace.

With the cultivation base of the Peacock Buddha Mother, it is not difficult to see Jin'an Yuanshen who has returned from a day trip. For Jin'an who went out at night and came back during the day, she just slightly raised the corner of her eyes to look at Jin'an Yuanshen, and continued to watch the capital city that was gradually breaking the morning calm.

"Morning, Peacock Buddha Mother, you are pretending to be cold again." Jin'an Yuanshen greeted the peacock mother.

All he got was the back of the peacock's head.

Jin An was unaware of embarrassment, and his soul drifted into the Criminal Prosecution Division.

The criminal investigation department is busy from morning to night, no one here is free, the criminal investigation department does not support idlers, and does the dirtiest and most tiring work in the capital.

People from the criminal investigation department came in and out, and no one could see Jin'an Yuanshen. The second person to see Jin'an Yuanshen's return was Chijian.

"Master."

Avenue induction!

Yinde one!

Jin'an was immediately happy, and greeted Chijian: "Morning, Chijian, the silly sheep has its own hands and feet, so you don't need to groom its wool every day, be careful to spoil it."

It is said that the eyes of sheep are the most evil in the world, because the eyes of sheep are narrow and long on the left and right sides, which tends to give people the illusion of squinting and rolling their eyes.

For example, at this moment, Jin An felt that the silly sheep seemed to be able to see his soul, and was squinting at him with his white eyes.

Wang Wang Wang --

The person who was dozing on the ground looked like an old dog, but suddenly his ears pricked up, barking into the air.When he saw that it was Jin'an Yuanshen who had returned, the old dog lay down on the ground again listlessly, looking drowsy and unable to get enough sleep.

At this time, the weather is gradually turning cold, and autumn will turn into winter. The primitive instinct allows these domestic dogs to retain a little bit of hibernation instinct.

"Morning, old dog, I didn't raise you to let you snooze and live a more comfortable life than humans. The Criminal Investigation Division doesn't raise idlers and idle dogs." Jin An said with a little dissatisfaction.

Wang——

The old dog didn't even bother to be perfunctory, so he responded reluctantly.

Jin An felt that Chi Jian could understand the words of the silly sheep, and he must also understand the words of the old dog, so he asked Chi Jian, what did the old dog just say, was he scolding him?
Sharpen the sword: "It is greeting you, Master."

Avenue induction!

Yinde one!

Jin An frowned, thinking that the old dog must have no good words, so he continued to ask: "What do you greet Master?"

Cut Sword: "Even a human needs rest, let alone a dog."

Jin An looked suspiciously at Cutting Sword. How can an old dog explain such a long sentence quickly with one sound?But he never doubted Chijian, it seems that this old dog really talks less and more.

"I don't know why I kidnapped you for your sake." Jin An pretended to be cruel and gave the old dog a hard look.

The old dog didn't even raise his head this time.

Jin An yelled that he was having a good time with the old dog, and scolded: "The Criminal Investigation Division doesn't keep idlers. It seems that I have to arrange you and Fatty Li to patrol the streets in the future. I will call you a street patrol dog, or patrol dog for short."

At this time, the door of the old Taoist's wing room opened, he was half asleep, his Taoist robe was in a mess, and it looked like he had just gotten up and dressed in a hurry. The old Taoist yelled anxiously while putting his hands into his sleeves to put on his clothes: "What's the matter, what's the matter, what is the little brother's dog barking all of a sudden?"

After listening to the description of Sword Cutting, Jin An actually quarreled with a dog, and the old Taoist was speechless.

The old Taoist fished out a small porcelain vase from his treasure bag of Taiji Bagua, dripped a drop of cow's tears into each of his eyes, and finally saw Jin'an Yuanshen.

There is no way, who told him that his strength is low, he is just a little Qi refiner.

"Little brother, you are really serious. Competing with a dog is like fighting with a bird or a dog of a little brother." The old Taoist grumbled.

He who was sleeping was awakened by the dog barking early in the morning. He thought something urgent had happened, but he ran out in a hurry and saw that it was only Jin An and the dog who were angry. Anyone would be angry to wake up.

Jin An couldn't tell for a moment whether the old Taoist priest was complaining about him or scolding him deliberately, so he raised his hand and drove the old Taoist priest back to the wing like a fly chaser to continue sleeping.

But after such a quarrel, how could the old Taoist get any sleep, so he asked Jin An, at this time, did he just return from the Yuanshen, or was he preparing to go out with the Yuanshen?

Talking about what happened last night, Jin An showed joy on his face: "Old Taoist priest, cut the sword, guess who I met last night when my soul came out of my body? You will never think of this person."

"Who?"

"It's Mr. Yiyun! And Qi Bo!"

Sharpen the sword: "Second Master's Wife is also in the capital?"

Jin An: "!"

The old Taoist laughed loudly and gave the sword a thumbs up.

Next, Jin'an Yuanshen went back to the room through the wall, first let the Yuanshen return to his body, then opened the door and walked out of the room, and began to describe the experience of last night in detail.

Hearing that Jin An experienced so many things last night, the old Taoist priest who loves to join in the fun suddenly beat his chest and stamped his feet, hating himself for being too sleepy and missing so many wonderful stories.

"I didn't expect Mr. Yiyun to come from the Zunyi Palace! Mr. Yiyun's background is amazing, higher than that of the beautiful siblings. What do you think, little brother?" The old Taoist said in surprise.

Jin An: "?"

Go, go, Jin An waved at the old Taoist priest, he is talking about business now, don't interrupt me.

The old Taoist looked serious: "Old Taoist, I'm just talking about business."

After finishing speaking, the old Taoist said to himself: "The reincarnation status of the beautiful siblings is a bit poor. They are not as good as Mr. Yiyun, who was born in the Zunyi Palace, and the real Qingxi, who was born in the uncle's generation of Master Jinque in Yujing. But the beauty's past life is so big. Who else in the world can live longer than the pretty siblings? The pretty siblings are the gods of time, the gods of time, and the only survivors who have witnessed the rise and fall of human nature."

Jin An was stunned for a moment when he heard it, and unexpectedly nodded, approving the old Taoist's words.

Seeing Jin An's reaction, the old Taoist was happy.

baa!
Even the silly sheep couldn't help but say something.

At this moment, Jin An suddenly covered his heart with his hands, his face turned pale with pain, and he suffered from angina pectoris again.

Jin An's angina lasted for a long time this time. He sat on a stone bench in the courtyard to rest, and it took him a while to gradually recover.

"Little brother, do you care?" Seeing that Jin An had suffered from angina for so long this time, the old Taoist was too scared to laugh.

Jin An waved his hand and said he was fine.

Seeing that his face turned pale from the pain, and his lips were a little dark and purple, the old Taoist asked again with concern if he was alright?
Jin An nodded.

After being frightened like this, the old Taoist didn't dare to make fun of Jin An anymore, worried that his mood would fluctuate greatly, which would stimulate Jin An's angina pectoris again.

"Little brother, what else did you experience in the deserts of the Western Regions, and how did you end up with the chronic disease of angina pectoris?" This was the first time the old Taoist asked curiously.