Holy Bone

Chapter 295 The way of the saints is hidden.It is not only loyalty, benevolence, and righteousness, but only righteousness.

"Jin An, you heartless Taoist priest!"

"Have you ever done anything you regret in your life! Do you really have a clear conscience about everything?"

Ye Niang looked at Jin An who was walking towards Feitou with a wine in one hand and a knife in the other, and she called out to Jin An's back.

The voice was cool.

Such as the solitude and silence where the heart is dead.

Hearing the voice behind him, Jin An walked towards Fei Touman holding a knife without looking back, his state of mind and will were never shaken.

"The transformation of heaven and earth lies in the height and the depth; the way of the sage lies in concealment. It is not only loyalty, benevolence and righteousness, but neutrality and righteousness."

"You temptress, you try to disturb my mind with just a few words, and you are dreaming. Your morality is still far behind."

Jin An took a sip of strong wine, laughed loudly, and killed Fei Touman.

That back.

Chic.

Free and easy.

Free and easy.

"Jin'an! Since you are so hard-hearted!"

"If a woman died for you, and a woman whom you betrayed twice died in front of you, I don't know if this hard-hearted Taoist would have a trace of regret in his heart."

Ye Niang's voice was calm.

No hysterical growling.

There is no sorrow, no bitter anger.

But that figure in the coir raincoat who was drunk and slaying monsters and subduing demons drew his saber, his resolve did not waver, and he continued to kill the Flying Man in front of him without any hesitation.

At this time.

On the ground, he drew a complicated talisman array with his own blood as a reference. His body was trembling and his face was painful. After so many people pulled Jin An for him, his master gate control method was finally ready.

Feitou opened his eyes violently.

Head separated.

A head with disheveled hair flew into the sky with an ear-piercing scream.

"Jiuli Tribe 860 80 Jiuzhai—the last descendant of the third generation of Feitouzhai No. [-], here willingly sacrifices his life and blood to the ancestors of Feitouzhai. I implore the ancestors to save future generations, if I escape today, I would like to offer three pairs of virgins and virgins to the ancestors!"

After Flying Touman screamed and whirled around the headless corpse, Flying Touman flew into the formation and picked up a piece of paper on the ground.

There is a little man drawn on the note.

A blood-killing sword pointed directly at the villain's heart.

On the facial features of the villain, the facial features of a person actually appeared, with complete eyes, ears, mouth and nose, it was Huang Zinian at this time.

And there are three characters written on the villain's body, which are Huang Zinian's full name.

After Fei Touman picked up the note on the ground, he chewed it in his mouth. This scene is exactly the same as the scene of the headless Gu king in the golden coffin of Wutou Village with his birth date in his mouth.

But this Flying Man obviously wouldn't be so kind to change Jin An's fate.

"Bite you, bite you to death, the bull-nosed Taoist priest from the five internal organs Taoist temple, even if I pay the price of half a year's life, I will curse Huang Zinian, who is possessed by you, for his tragic death today, and you will be trapped here forever. A dead person with a rotting body slowly endures the pain of the rotting body, unable to return to his soul!"

"I curse you, when your real body rots into bones, it will be the day when you will die and your soul will be gone!"

"I curse you..."

Flying head is crazy.

He chewed the note in his mouth, biting the note black and filthy with his smelly teeth, and cursing Jin'an loudly with vicious eyes and hatred.

Just as Fei Touman uttered vicious curses, the blood array on the ground burst into a thick bloody light as thick as a water tank, and there was an ominous sign coming.

Jin An's temples twitched in shock.

Uneasy.

But Jin'an hadn't made a strong move to kill Flying Man and interrupt the evil ceremony. The Five Blessing Emperor's Plague Repelling Talisman he was holding in his soul suddenly became spiritually bright at this moment.

Blooming the dazzling aura of five-color auspicious clouds.

The Messenger of the Five Plagues is also known as the Five Blessing Emperor among the people.

Under the auspicious light in the clear sky, there seems to be a tall phantom of the great general of Shenting wearing a five-color robe, holding a mule and a jar, a leather bag and a sword, a fan, a hammer, and a fire pot, to collect the plague. Ingest poison, clean up the filth, and break up the bloody array in front of you.

There is no need for Jin'an to offer a talisman, Huang Fu took the initiative to ward off disasters for Jin'an.

"Oh no!"

"How, how is it possible! Why is this..."

"I'm not reconciled!"

Fei Touman's screams sounded in the bloody formation. Not only did he fail to curse Jin'an, but he was backlashed by his own curse. The last descendant of Feitou Village died so tragically under his own curse.

The head rotted into white bones in an instant, and the soul was trapped in the head and could not escape, but within a few breaths, the soul fell, and with the death of the body, the death of a person was like a lamp extinguished, and the soul lamp was extinguished, and he was cut into a ghost by his own curse.

Flying head pretty prepared for so long the curse.

In the end, he became a prison for his own paintings.

Avenue induction!

Yinde three thousand!

The Plague Repelling Talisman not only has the miraculous effect of dispelling plagues and diseases, but also warding off curses.

However, blocking the next curse for Jin'an this time also consumed a lot of plague-repelling talisman. With a crisp bang, the plague-repelling talisman in Yuanshen's hand dissipated, exploded into crystal powder, dissipated in the void, and disappeared.

"Old man, are you evil again?"

One person broke down the inn with dozens of evil cultivators. Jin An turned around with a murderous look and looked at the old beggar with a shoe who had been sitting still.

The old beggar, who was unkempt but not unkempt, raised his finger and touched the charred corpse of the wine and meat monk at Jin An's feet.

"The little Daoist is brave today. Taoism is really full of incense. Talents come forth in large numbers, and another generation of geniuses has emerged. Old man, I appeared in this Yuanyanglou Inn today, not for you, the little Taoist, but to catch my traitor from the Tianshi Mansion back."

Jin An looked down at the charred corpse of the wine and meat monk at his feet.

The wine and meat monk didn't know what kind of method he was practicing, but he was not chopped into ashes by the Five Thunder Slaying Evil Talisman, but half of his body was burnt.

And as the wine and meat monk was struck to death by lightning from the sky, his disguise was broken, revealing his true self. It was a long-bearded man wearing a gossip feng shui robe. He deliberately disguised himself as a monk to walk around the rivers and lakes, hiding his whereabouts, and avoiding the Heavenly Master's Mansion. tracking.

The old beggar looked at Jin An, and said with admiration: "Xiao Daoist, today I can see a brave posture, upright and upright, subduing demons and subduing demons, it really opened my eyes to the old man."

"Originally, old man, I wanted to exchange glasses with you, the little Taoist chief, and talk about wine as a year-end friendship, but I have no choice but to bring this traitor back to the Tianshi Mansion as soon as possible. Let's say goodbye today, maybe in the near future we will meet again soon." See you again soon, and get to know the Taoist leader well when the time comes, hahaha, old man, I will take my farewell and leave first."

Follow the words.

The old beggar who had been sitting in front of the table turned into a small paper figurine with his body burning.

When Jin An looked at the traitor at the Tianshi Mansion at his feet again, the corpse at his feet was gone.

"Pretend to be a ghost."

Looking at the little paper figurines that were gradually burning out, Jin An's expression was flat, and then he stopped taking care of those messy things in the Tianshi Mansion.

He is just a little Taoist priest from a small Taoist temple in Fucheng, and his hands are not so long that he can reach the Tianshi Mansion in the capital.

Now, Yuanyanglou Inn is completely quiet.

Not long ago, there were dozens of noisy inns, but suddenly there were only three people left.

Jin'an.

Scholar Ma Jingwen.

Ye Niang.

"Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, and every inch of blue silk is worried about the new year. I only look at the moon and protect each other, and I only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals."

"Taoist, does this poem have a name?"

Ye Niang asked Jin An calmly.

her at this moment.

Stop calling Jin An's name.

Instead call him a Taoist priest.

It is said that scholars are pure-hearted and ascetic, and only ask about leisure and freedom, not about the fetters of the world of mortals.

Perhaps this is Ye Niang's state of mind at the moment.

Jin An didn't evade: "A Chinese Ghost Story."

"A Chinese Ghost Story, A Chinese Ghost Story...."

"I know that people like you don't bother to look at a prostitute like me, and you will never fall in love with a prostitute like me who is born to be cheap. Today, you lied to me, Ye Niang twice, and used my two If you betray me Ye Niang twice, then I, Ye Niang, will die in front of you today, so that you will always remember that a woman died for you. Taoist, remember the last side of Ye Niang today. Live in regret that once a woman died in front of you."

Ye Niang's voice was calm.

At this moment, she is no longer the female devil who was born to be charming and seduced scholars everywhere.

But just an ordinary woman who is desperate and desperate.

She looked at the man in front of her very seriously.

What she looked at was not Huang Zinian, but the Jin'an Yuanshen in Huang Zinian's physical body. She wanted to keep in her heart the image of a heartless man who made her fall in love twice, and then failed her twice.

No heart-rending.

No self-pity.

There is no great sorrow and tears like the little girl.

There is nothing more sad than the peace of death, everything started in peace, Ye Niang's black hair spread out, and finally pierced the back of her head like thousands of steel needles, fluff!

A generation of female devils who kill without blinking an eye.

Fragrance eliminates jade loss.

Falling in front of Jin An.

The body exploded into blood mist in the air.

Hey.

……

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Jin An came to the table, overturned the table, grabbed the collar of the scholar Ma Jingwen who was already too scared to stand, and walked outside the Yuanyanglou Inn.

I don't know.

Scholar Ma Jingwen was crying like hell: "There's one more! There's one more! There's one more!"

The rain outside the inn did not know when it stopped.

The dark clouds dissipated.

Reveal the night star.

When Jin An grabbed the frail scholar by his collar and just stepped out of the Yuanyanglou Inn, he saw two familiar figures standing outside the courtyard of the Yuanyanglou Inn, who seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time.

It is Mr. Yi, Mr. Feng Shui.

And Zhong Laosan, the old man with a big head and a green lotus leaf growing on his head, who had regained his state of mind and soul.

Except that the paper piercing man possessed by Mr. Feng Shui was a bit worn out, and the big-headed old man lost the swordsman paper piercing man, and the two were a little embarrassed, but there were no signs of injury on their bodies.

"Mr. Yi, Senior Zhong!"

"It's great that you're all right!"

Seeing that the two were fine, Jin An's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward to greet them.

"Mr. Jin'an, have you finished handling the matter in the Yuanyanglou Inn?" Mr. Feng Shui seemed to have a pun, and looked at Jin'an meaningfully.

There was no abnormal expression on Jin An's face. He nodded and said nothing, as if answering Mr. Feng Shui's words.

Jin An didn't want to talk too much about this matter, so he asked Mr. Feng Shui and the old man who were trapped this time. Did they kill Mr. Yuan, the leader of this group of antique dealers?
"Mr. Zhong Laosan and I were trapped in the depths of the painting world, and killed their feathers. Unfortunately, in the end, this group of people escaped two people, and one of them was the Mr. Yuan you mentioned, Mr. Jin'an. This is Mr. Yuan." The people here do have some skills, and at the last moment they were able to make Xiao Hanba fight back against us."

"However, after this battle, only two people escaped from this group. It will be difficult in the future, so there is nothing to fear."

As Mr. Feng Shui said, he glanced at the night sky behind Jin An.

Jin An's face was calm, he didn't need to look back, he already knew what was behind him.

In the dark void.

Standing tall is a huge figure in a red robe several feet high.

The man was wearing a red robe and a black gauze hat with hard wings. His complexion was as pale as a dead man covered with thick white powder. With his left hand he drew a yin and yang brush with his right hand, like a judge of the underworld walking in the underworld.

It looks like a ghost and an evil wild god.

The yin and yang scroll in his hand was held at one end, and the other end was hanging down on the ground. The painting on the scroll was nothing but Yuanyanglou Inn.

In front of the yard of Yuanyanglou Inn, there is a night earthen tomb.

And in the hazy distance, there seems to be a village with sporadic lights, which is Sanshui Village.

At this time, Jin An took Ma Jingwen out of the Yuanyanglou Inn in the picture scroll, and Jin An turned his head to see the ghostly giant in the dark night behind him.

The ghost pen in the right hand of the huge figure was about to point towards the Yuanyanglou Inn, like the ghost pen in the hand of the judge of the underworld, trying to capture someone's soul away, but when his soul-hunting pen was a few feet away from the scroll, The body is completely unable to move.

Because of his huge body and the position of his torso, he suffered some serious injuries, and he had a piercing wound the size of a millstone.

Through the huge piercing wound.

You can even see the bright and clean September moon after the rain stops, and the dark clouds are lifted to see the bright moon.

It was this fatal wound that ended the life of the red-robed giant.

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Next, Jin An set fire to the inn in front of him, the picture scroll, walked out of the grave, took the scholar Ma Jingwen with him, followed Mr. Feng Shui and the old man, and went to Sanshui Village to rescue the villagers who had been murdered by the antique dealer.

When all this is done, it is already Yin time, and it will be dawn in an hour.

Jin'an Yuanshen went out of his body and returned his body to Huang Zinian, asking him to take good care of his mother-in-law. When he returned to his hometown to bury his parents and had nowhere to go, he could come to the Taoist Temple of the Five Zang organs to look for him.

Afterwards, Jin An asked Mr. Feng Shui for a pair of paper pierced human shells. One master and two servants talked and laughed happily all the way, exchanging their cultivation experience with each other, while rushing to Fucheng at a leisurely pace.

On the way, Jin An also talked about how he met an old beggar in Tianshi Mansion in Yuanyanglou Inn, and asked Mr. Feng Shui and the old man if they knew him.

Both said they didn't know each other.

But they can go back and ask Madam on behalf of Jin An, Madam seems to know a lot about things in the capital...

The two escorted Jin'an and returned to Fucheng safely. One master and two servants finally parted at the gate of the Taoist Temple of the Five Zang organs.

"Mr. Yi, Senior Zhong, thank you two for your help tonight, and at the same time thank your wife for helping me get rid of the serious troubles in my heart. I have a letter here. I wonder if you two can pass it on to your wife?"

Before parting.

Jin An handed over a letterhead sealed with wax oil.

Mr. Feng Shui and the old man would naturally not refuse, and they agreed immediately.

After watching the two leave, Jin An then turned around and went back to the Taoist Temple of the Five Viscera. When he returned to the house, after returning to his soul, he stood up from the bed and walked to the paper pierced man in front of him.

He took out a few things from the paper piercing man's arms, which were the ghost artifacts he got from the corpse after beheading the evil monks in the Yuanyanglou Inn...

(End of this chapter)