White Bone Monkey King

Jin An took the peach wood sword from A Ping, and then carefully handed the child, who was carefully protected in his clothes, to A Ping.

Due to dehydration and turning into a mummy, the fetus was very small and shrunk to the size of a fist.

Aping's eyes instantly turned red. This middle-aged man who had always been burdened with a blood feud carefully held his own flesh and blood and wanted to cry, but there were no tears to shed on the face tied with paper.

There is a kind of sadness,

Let the tears dry up,

All that was left was a heart that was covered in bruises and bleeding, suffocating with pain.

"Thank you, Taoist Master Jin An..."

"Thank you girl in red..."

"Thank you, Great Gray Immortal, for your help."

Aping held the bones and flesh in his hands and bowed to the two people and the mouse in front of him again to thank him. This time he bowed with his child, and it was the father and daughter who thanked them together.

Without the help of Hui Daxian's sensitive six senses, they would not have been able to find Chi Kuan's hiding place so quickly on the third floor.

That's why Aping would thank Hui Daxian.

squeak.

The Gray Immortal who had been squatting on Jin An's shoulder took out a bun from Jin An's luggage, climbed back onto Jin An's shoulder, held the bun with a pair of small paws and handed it to A Ping.

Jin comforted Hui Daxian and smoothed his hair, and smiled at Aping and said: "Hui Daxian said that the first meeting was in a hurry and he didn't prepare any gifts. This is a bun that he can't bear to eat. The lady who owns the bun shop is very good at making it. I gave it to my niece as a gift. A meeting gift. No matter where a family is, as long as they care about each other, their future can be just around the corner. This is the bond of family. For example, the landlady insists on opening a bun shop late at night every day just to wait for the family to reunite."

squeak?

Hui Daxian, who was still holding a bun in his paws, looked at Jin An in confusion, doubts rising in his two small eyes?

How can one person explain so many words?

Forced explanation is the most deadly.

Hui Daxian continued to pass the buns to Aping.

"Aping, just accept it. This is Hui Daxian's wish." Jin An also advised Aping to accept it.

Aping was moved and bowed to thank him again. Then he put the bun in his child's arms and said softly in an extremely gentle tone: "Soon... our family will be reunited. Your mother and I have been waiting for this day for too long. We have been waiting for it for too long." The family can finally be reunited.”

At this time, Jin An discovered that Old Man Pasha and Old Man Zhazamu had actually survived the torrential sea of ​​blood just now.

The two of them noticed Jin An's gaze and hurriedly hid the things in their hands behind their backs. They looked like they had treasures and were afraid of being missed by Jin An again.

Although the two hid quickly, Jin An still noticed that they seemed to be two dead souls?

"Hey, why are you still alive?" Jin An deliberately pretended to be surprised.

Old man Pasha: "?"

Old man Zhazamu: "?"

The two old men were almost hurt internally by Jin An's words. Is this what people call it? They were just common comrades in arms, but when they met, they started talking about how they were still alive. This was obviously cursing them for not being dead yet. Fan Fan was a little bit hearted. No one with a warm temper could say such cold-blooded words.

But looking at the large number of people in Jin'an, the two of them were weak and could only swallow their anger.

The two of them finally understood why even the phoenix of the Guchi Kingdom could be driven crazy by others, and turned into ashes whenever they met. You must have a poisonous mouth. When they encountered Jin An's poisonous tongue, they were really unlucky for eight lifetimes.

Ever since they met Jin'an, things have not gone well for them. Do all Han Taoist priests look like this?

The two of them were angry and swore in their hearts that as soon as they got the chance, they would kill Jin An without mercy!

But now we have to continue to talk to Jin Anxu and ask for more information about the ghost mother's nightmare. Old man Pasha suppressed his anger and said with a forced smile: "Taoist Jin An, you really love to tell jokes."

Jin An had a serious expression on his face: "How funny."

well?

Both of them were confused by Jin An's thinking.

It's dirty!

Are you crazy?

This Taoist priest Jin'an not only has a poisonous tongue but also has an abnormal mind!

Both of them were unhappy and stopped talking to Jin An. Instead, they looked at the crying little girl who was being swallowed by the humanoid bag monster.

Not only the two veterans of Laughing Corpse Village survived, but also the little girl who covered her face and cried. As the sea of ​​blood receded, the little girl wanted to escape through the door, but the door of guest room No. 12 had long been blocked. Jin'an's nine coffin nails "sealed the coffin" and the little girl's body was bounced back. But before she could cry, a humanoid bag monster had already hugged her, and his arms were tightening like a python, causing all the bones in his body to crack and break. Finally, the little girl completely integrated into the body of the humanoid bag monster and turned into a tonic for yin energy. .

The two veterans happened to see the last scene of Yin Sui being swallowed, digested and absorbed.

Next, the humanoid bag monster began to change. As the red umbrella girl Zhizhao exited the possessed state, the humanoid bag monster instantly decomposed into countless rags.

At this time, the red umbrella girl took action. She opened the red umbrella in her hand, and the characters written in blood on the surface of the red umbrella flew out, gorgeous and dazzling, and finally adhered to the rags in the sky one by one.

Finally, these rags flew to Jin'an together, affixed to Jin'an's Taoist robe, and hand-woven into a Baijia robe for Jin'an.

I will knit a hundred clothes for you,

In this life,

May you be blessed by hundreds of families,

Be safe and sound,

Long life and good health.

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There has always been a saying among the people that eating food from hundreds of families and wearing clothes from hundreds of families can bring a person the blessings of hundreds of families, reduce illness and disaster, and ward off evil spirits.

Jin An looked at the Baijiayi given to him by the girl in red in surprise.

This Bai Jiayi is actually his creation.

Because only people with rich merit can wear this Baijia Yi. Not just any murderer or extremely vicious person can wear Baijia Yi.

I would like to ask who has seen a murderer wearing Baijiayi from ancient times to the present?

On the contrary, many Taoist priests, monks, ascetics and other masters of spiritual practice have worn Baijiayi.

Because Jin An avenged the remnant souls in these fragments of cloth, and the deep hatred was repaid, this is called cause and effect, forming good relationships and achieving good results, so he was able to wear this Baijia Yi.

Of course, there is also the relationship between the girl in red and the umbrella who stabbed people. Without her help in refining, there would be nothing about this Baijiayi.

In Jin An's surprised eyes, Bai Jia Yi was hidden in his Taoist robe, but he had a feeling of blood connection. As long as he needed it, he could summon Bai Jia Yi at any time to ward off evil spirits for him.

Jin An was delighted.

This is another protective weapon he got after the amulet.

This time, Jin An and the others made great gains. Not only did Jin An get a piece of Baijia Yi, but even the girl in red gained a little strength after absorbing the Yin Qi. The biggest gain was A Ping.

Not only was the bloody sea repaid and the lost child was found, but after devouring the little devil Chi Kuan, the yin energy in his body was rising rapidly.

Soon he broke through to the late stage of the first realm.

Seeing this, old man Pasha and old man Zhazamu both looked envious, and there was still jealousy deep in their eyes. Jin An and the others had received every benefit from this trip, but they didn't get even a hair.

"Taoist Master Jin An, now that the crisis has been resolved... shouldn't it be time to return the Corpse Suppressing Talisman to us?" Old Man Pasha opened his palm towards Jin An and made a gesture of taking it.