Holy Bone

Chapter 277 The young and beautiful Mr. said, the female fox fairy with a concave and convex figure... But that young woman with disheveled clothes?
Zhong Laosan: "?"

The big-headed old man patted the top of his head inexplicably because of Jin An's words.

As soon as he touched the top of his head, he subconsciously touched the green lotus leaf growing on the top of his head.

The old man, who already had a sense of joy, now feels even more joyful. He really lives up to his name, full of vigor and greenery.

Jin An originally amused the big-headed old man's self-contained sense of joy, but seeing the big-headed old man touching the lotus leaf on the top of his head with a bewildered expression, he felt even more joyful, and he couldn't be happier.

As the saying goes, meeting an old man in a foreign land is overjoyed. After Jin An greeted the old man with a big head, he asked why the other party appeared here?
What happened to those yellow talisman figures just now?

What's going on with this village?

Seriously speaking, the first time Jin An saw the big old man was also because of the yellow talisman. At that time, the big old man beat the villain with the sole of his shoe to drive away the bad guys for Jin An.

Hearing Jin'an's inquiry, the face of the big-headed old man who was beaming with joy when he met his old friend, his expression sank, he looked at the quiet village under the night in front of him, shook his head and sighed and said, "Little old man, I am here to send back the villagers who were scared. of lost souls."

"Not long ago, a famous evil cultivator passed by here, and it was very harmful. It was a flying head man who practiced the black witch's head drop technique. The flying head man was lying outside the window and spying on the villagers sleeping in the house. Seeing the severed head, I was so frightened that three souls and seven souls came out of the body. These villagers have relied on the mountains for generations to survive, and those souls that were scared away subconsciously ran into the dark and cold mountains to hide. The bell and the amulet protect the weakest souls of ordinary mortals and call them back."

"This village built on the mountain is called Taishan Village. There is a township in Taishan Village. That township is the iron sword that my little old man carried with me when I traveled the rivers and lakes in my early years. When the township in Taishan Village was destroyed, my little old man Immediately rush this way, but unfortunately, we are still one step behind."

The lotus leaf on Zhong Laosan's head seemed to have a connection with Zhong Laosan. As Zhong Laosan's mood fell, the dangling lotus leaf also drooped down.

Just like living things.

People have three souls and seven souls. When people are in great sorrow, joy and anger, they are easily shocked, weak in body, and unable to afford serious illness.

If a person is greatly frightened or stimulated, it is easy to frighten the soul and the soul, and the three souls and seven souls will be incomplete. At the least, they will be foolish and foolish, unable to take care of themselves, and in severe cases, they will not be able to sleep, the body will die, and they will die.

If ordinary people see a ghostly severed head floating outside their dark window in the middle of the night, or wake up in a dark room, they will see a dead fish-eyed severed head floating on the bed as soon as they open their eyes. Head, people will definitely be scared out of their souls under extreme fear.

And people with three souls and seven souls have no chance of reincarnation.

That's why the old man will spare no effort to retrieve the souls and souls of these villagers who were scared away, so that the villagers who were killed by Fei Touman can re-enter reincarnation and be reincarnated as human beings.

The old man's words reminded Jin'an that when he was in Xiba Village, Chang County, the other party had also used the soul-controlling technique, and the envoy Baihun in the mountains brought him two coffins, one white and one black.

"Young Master Jin'an, why did you appear in Taishan Village?"

The lotus leaf on the top of the old man's head swayed in the dark night, just as funny as someone shaking his head in front of Jin'an, not to mention how green it was in the dark night.

Next.

Jin An roughly told the old man Datou about his pursuit of Fei Touman and the antique dealer. After hearing Jin An's words, the old man immediately said that he would go with Jin An to find the group of antique dealers and accompany Jin An to settle down Those antique dealers.

"Young Master Jin'an is really kind-hearted and kind, and his merits are immeasurable. My wife did not misunderstand the person...Even Yisheng, who is digging, searching, searching, and practicing Feng Shui, has been admiring Mr. Jin'an since he came back from the ancient tomb. Plus, in front of Madam, you keep praising Mr. Jin'an that you are a great benevolent man of the ninth generation, with extraordinary bearing, great achievements and virtues."

"It's just that this stinking feng shui thing is a bit inconvenient. You didn't grab the water drops for you, Mr. Jin'an, and in the end you had the cheek to go to see your wife. Just right, I will accompany you, Mr. Jin'an, for a walk today." Oh, that stinking Fengshui didn't grab the water beads for you, Mr. Jin'an. Today, the little old man, I will go out to grab the water beads for you, Mr. Jin'an. Little old man, I have seen them upset for a long time, if it weren't for the difference between yin and yang, little old man, I can't show up during the day, and I can't interfere with the order of the world, and I will definitely find trouble with those antique dealers, little old man."

The big-headed old man blew Jin An up, but he didn't forget to blow himself up too.

Coupled with the shaking of the top of his head, no matter how you look at it, it seems that a stand-up comic is playing an allegro for himself, singing and singing.

Jin An: "?"

Senior Zhong, you are not right.

"The villagers of Shantai Village have treated me with kindness in the early years. Tonight is the time for me, Mr. Zhong, to repay their kindness..."

"...At the same time, it is also to protect Mr. Jin'an comprehensively. There are many antique merchants in that group. Mr. Jin'an, you are not alone here, and there is no shortage of manpower to assist you."

The big-headed old man finished his speech, looked at the vast and boundless Shiwanda Mountains beside him, and said thoughtfully: "Speaking of the hiding place of those antique dealers, this vast and boundless Shiwanda Mountain is the best hiding place for thieves." , this mountain is heavy with sinister energy, and the terrain is complex, it is the most convenient place to hide all kinds of snakes, insects, rats and ants, shady and filthy..."

"Young Master Jin'an, wait a moment. I'll call for more helpers, my little old man. If you want to talk about who is most familiar with these green mountains and green waters, there is no one better than that feng shui scumbag Yisheng."

"It happened to call him here to give him a chance to atone for his crimes and make meritorious deeds. Tonight, we will support you, Mr. Jin'an, and let's go grab the water drops together."

"!"

Jin An looked at Lianzhupao talking, there was a big old man talking to himself, he couldn't get a word out of his mouth, sure enough, the big old man was still the funny big old man he was familiar with.

As early as the first day we met, Jin An felt that this man had a talent for stand-up comedy.

The primary talent for stand-up comedy is not to be afraid of awkward chats with one person.

However, it can also be seen from this that although the old man has been hurting Mr. Fengshui all the way, he has a deep friendship with Mr. Fengshui. He has a sharp mouth on the surface, but in fact he has a tofu heart. He has always spoken good words to Mr. Fengshui in front of Jin An.

……

late at night.

The crescent moon hangs alone.

Like the loneliness that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, it is desolate and cold.

Under the vast night, a person with a lantern in his hand came hurriedly along the night road. There was no wind on the road, and every step he took was a foot away. This reminded Jin An of those lands in fairy tales that used the supernatural power to shrink the ground to an inch. immortal.

Although it is not as magical as shrinking the ground into an inch, one step is ten miles, and a hundred miles is traveling, but it is also wonderful.

When he got closer, Jin An discovered that the person who came was not a Feng Shui master, but a white-faced middle-aged man who was completely unfamiliar.

The lantern in the opponent's hand was not an ordinary lantern, but a chicken bone lantern.

"Chicken bone lantern?"

Uh.

Jin An showed surprise on his face.

He is not unfamiliar with this chicken bone lantern at all. He had seen a chicken bone lantern in the hands of the dead Chen Pi when he was in Changxian County and helped the culprit in the white coffin behead the old clay sculpture in the coffin temple. .

Chicken bone lantern.

Yang Qi is heavy.

It can hold the soul of a person.

Ordinary evil spirits cannot blow out the soul fire in the chicken bone lantern.

The only thing that can blow out the candlelight of a chicken bone lantern is the breeze of nature and the breath of yang energy of a living person.

"Yisheng met Mr. Jin'an. As soon as Yisheng got the news from Zhong Laosan, he immediately rushed to help Mr. Jin'an kill the group of antique dealers."

That strange white-faced middle-aged man crossed the small river stone bridge in front of Taishan Village, came to the entrance of the village, saw Jin An and the big-headed old man, and immediately came over with a happy face and bowed.

"Fucking Feng Shui, why did you get out of your body and possess a paper piercing person, where is your physical body?"

The big old man shouted with a dissatisfied expression on his face.

The white-faced middle-aged man was respectful to Jin An, but he was completely rude to the big-headed old man. As soon as the two met, they bickered: "Mr. Zhong, what do you know!"

"My physical body is hundreds of miles away, and I am doing a big event for my wife. I will predict in advance where the passage to the heaven and earth will appear this time."

"As soon as I got the news from you that I saw Mr. Jin'an, I lit the chicken bone lantern non-stop, and rushed to help Mr. Jin'an."

"It's not like you are so leisurely, fishing in troubled waters every day, you can't even deal with a group of antique dealers, and you still have to call rescuers to ask me to help you."

Being told that he is not good enough, the big old man blows his beard and stares at his eyes with anger: "Fucking Feng Shui, don't fart, little old man, I will follow my wife, and when I serve my wife, you are still in the mountains. the savages."

"No matter how big the big thing you do, if you do a hundred big things, can it be bigger than my contribution to help Madam behead her old body, help Madam regain her life, and relieve Madam's worries and problems?"

The big-headed old man was talking funny and funny like an ape beating his chest and screaming, which opened Jin'an's eyes. What is the sound of apes on both sides of the strait...

As soon as Mr. Feng Shui met the old man with a big head, the two blushed and quarreled furiously.

But that doesn't mean the two are on good terms.

Quite the opposite.

Jin An could tell that the two had a deep friendship, the kind that had been close friends for many years.

The deep friendship between two men does not depend on who is polite to you on the surface, it is all hypocrisy and hypocrisy. The true friendship between men with deep feelings is to be able to rest assured when the blood is pouring out. The other party can drink a glass of wine and eat a pot of dog meat hot pot together when the weather is calm, and then derogate each other.

When Mr. Feng Shui quarreled with the big old man for a while, but didn't intend to stop, Jin An coughed beside him, and the two of them remembered that they still had business to do tonight.

At this moment, the soul fire is living on the chicken bone lantern, and the feng shui master, who is attached to the paper and pierced the body, and walks calmly, starts to get down to business.

……

When it comes to the green mountains and green waters, it is a labyrinth with complex terrain for ordinary people.

The mountains are filled with all kinds of miasma.

fog.

Tree shadows.

But for these Fengshui masters who are good at Fengshui and have been dealing with mountains all year round, they are as familiar as they are in their own homes.

Mr. Feng Shui sent the old man into the water and picked up a fragment of the township in Shantai Village.

In the early years, this suppressor was the old man's portable sword. The old man salvaged the fragments very quickly. He plunged into the river and found a rusty sword fragment that fell under the stone bridge and was not washed away by the river.

At the same time, the paper piercing man with a chicken bone lantern in his hand draws a Baguamen disc at the entrance of the village.

In the Eight Diagrams Gate, Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, and Dui were marked out one by one, and then the paper piercers put the fragments of the township salvaged from the river by the old man in the Eight Diagrams .

Then, the paper piercer raised the chicken bone lantern in his hand to his face, and blew lightly on the candle flame of the chicken bone lantern.

call--

A mouthful of soul fire was blown out.

Fly into the Bagua Gate.

Let all things be born with spirituality.

The Eight Diagrams Gate on the ground rotated by itself, deduced its position, and saw traces of black evil rising from the fragments of the suppressor in the center of the Eight Diagrams Gate.

Jin An's eyes were filled with wonder.

Looking at the scene in front of me in amazement.

At last.

The gossip gate is positioned at exchange positions.

……

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

The shadows of the trees in the mountains and forests are rustling, and the pitch black is like countless shadowy trees waving, as if they are seducing the souls of the living.

Best for hiding dirt.

This is a bleak tomb under the moon.

This tomb looks like it has been around for many years, and it is full of old history. The tombstones on the side of the road have long since disappeared, and it is unknown who the owner of the tomb is... At this moment, the paper pierced man with a chicken bone lantern in his hand , took Jin An and the big old man to stand in front of the tomb.

After so many years of wind and rain, the tomb in front of me has been cut off layer by layer, leaving only a faint layer of uplifted soil.

Unless someone leads the way.

Pointing here is a grave.

It is easy for people to ignore this seemingly ordinary upland by the roadside, and just ignore it and walk over it. Who would have thought that this would be a cemetery?

"Master Jin'an, the antique dealer we are looking for is in this tomb." The paper-made man with a chicken bone lantern in his hand walked around the tomb that was about to be flattened by time and wind, and looked towards Jin with a strange expression. Ann said.

Not to mention that Mr. Feng Shui was surprised, even Jin An had a surprised expression on his face at this time.

"Uh."

"Sir, do you mean that group of antique dealers are all dead people? They buried their own bones together in this small grave mound?"

There's something wrong with this script.

Jin An thought to himself that those antique dealers could show up in broad daylight, how could it be possible that so many people were buried together, and the bed was too small and crowded?

At this time, even the old man with a big head was surprised. He hid himself in the tomb, and then halfway out of the tomb, he shook his head at Jin'an.

"Young Master Jin'an, there is nothing abnormal in this unowned cemetery except for a normal skeleton after death and some funerary objects in the coffin."

"Little old man, I went several feet deep, but I didn't find anything."

After the big-headed old man finished speaking, he looked at the paper stick man carrying the chicken bone lantern, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Feng Shui stinker, you shouldn't be mistaken, right? Sure enough, you haven't come here, a pile of paper is unreliable."

It was still raining in the sky.

These raindrops wet the paper pricks attached to Mr. Feng Shui, and then are dried by the candlelight in the chicken bone lantern in his hand.

Under the blessing of the primordial spirit, this paper-made spirit body is very strong.

The white-faced middle-aged man's paper-stitched man was buried by the big-headed old man, but he was not angry, and said in a deep thought: "The person we are looking for is indeed down here, Mr. Jin'an, have you ever heard a folk tale of ghosts? "

"It's about a female fox fairy who, in order to repay her kindness, transformed herself into a young, beautiful woman with a graceful body, and invited the scholar who saved her life to her home as a guest. The Taoist priest who passed by was woken up with a blow to the head. The scholar found that the luxurious mansion beside him was gone, and he was lying in the gloomy coffin and almost suffocated. And there was a fox lying in the coffin, and the fox took the coffin of the dead as his home."

After listening to Mr. Feng Shui's words, Jin An nodded with sympathy, pointed to a place not far away, and said, "Mr. said the young and beautiful female fox fairy with a bumpy figure, but the one who is seducing living people is walking towards the cemetery." disheveled and beautiful young woman?"

(End of this chapter)