White Bone Monkey King

Square table.

Long wooden bench.

The dim flickering firelight.

Copper base lamp oil.

There is a porcelain teapot and several upside-down teacups on the table.

Papered windows.

Outside the window, it was dark and papery as it entered the night.

correct!

I remembered!

His brain, which was still a little hazy when he woke up, suddenly woke up completely, and Jin An remembered that this was his room.

Afterwards, he planned to get out of bed and find an old Taoist to ask about Miss Xiliu.

As a result, just as I was trying to get up from the bed with my palms on the bed, I noticed a strange feeling on the bed...

"Um?"

Jin An's eyes were puzzled and surprised.

"what happened?"

"Why is the bed wet?"

Jin An sat up and touched the sheets lying under him with his palms. The sheets were actually wet, with wet moisture.

Jin An frowned in confusion.

But I have no clue for a while.

So, he planned to ask the old Taoist later. By the way, he planned to ask the old Taoist how long he had been asleep in total.

At this time, Jin'an, after sleeping for a while, has returned to his original state, and has returned to the peak state of strong energy and blood.

Be in high spirits.

The dragon is strong and the tiger is fierce.

All this was thanks to the Centenary Shengui Dabu Decoction, which replenished his lost energy and blood in time.

It's going to be someone else.

The loss of Qi and blood was so severe.

It will take at least a month or two to recover, and this is under the condition of nourishing Qi and blood with tonics every day.

I don't know whether it was because he was recovering from a serious illness, but Jin An, who had just woken up, felt a little dry in the mouth and walked towards the teapot on the table.

Well.

Several black lines drooped from Jin An's forehead.

When he mentioned this, he couldn't help but think of a sketch by Guo Degang.

One of the five laws of TV dramas: when an injured and comatose person wakes up, his first words are water, water, water, or thirst, thirst, thirst...

This is amazing!

Jin An had a black line hanging from his forehead, picked up the teapot, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Huh?"

Jin An suddenly let out a sigh.

Because he saw a ball of black ink pouring into the teacup along with the tea...

Jin An frowned and stared at the black ink in the tea cup.

I saw the ball of black ink first rolling in the tea, then slowly turning.

Then slowly stop.

It wasn't until the black ink stopped that Jin An could see clearly with a tingling sensation on his scalp, what kind of black ink was this! It was clearly a mass of thick black female hair!

However, Jin An didn't wait for a reaction.

Fierce!

Under the raven-black woman's hair, a pair of eerie green ghost eyes opened!

Staring at Jin An with hatred!

It was exactly the same vision that had appeared in his mind when he rescued Miss Xiliu during the day.

Jin An's expression changed drastically. His left hand, which was bandaged and holding the tea cup, shook in fright. The tea in the cup swayed, and the woman's long hair disappeared again.

The tea in the cup returned to normal tea. There was nothing unusual about it. It was as if what he had seen just now was just a hallucination after he recovered from a serious illness?

Jin An put down the teacup, took a deep breath, and suddenly opened the lid of the teapot, but the teapot was not filled with a horrible lump of women's hair as he had imagined.

There was only a pot of plain tea in the teapot.

A few yellow and green tea leaves of poor quality floated on the water, spinning weakly.

Facing the abnormality in the room, Jin An's back shuddered. His eyes darkened and he looked around the room. At this time, he had already noticed that there was something vaguely abnormal about this room.

When he looked at the bed, there was a hint of thoughtfulness in his eyes.

Jin An was concerned about the safety of the old Taoist priest, so he picked up the Husha Dao beside him, pushed open the door, and strode out of the room.

"Senior."

"Senior."

Jin Anxin was worried about the old Taoist priest's safety and went straight to the room where the old Taoist priest was.

It turned out that the old Taoist priest was not in the room, and the room was empty.

Jin An's head tightened. While he was sleeping, could something really happen to the old Taoist priest? Just when Jin An was worried about the old Taoist priest's safety and continued to call him, at this time, there was a sudden movement in the yard, and then he saw the old Taoist priest holding chopsticks in one hand and a small wine cup in the other, running in a hurry. Come in.

"Come on, come on, I'm here."

When the old Taoist priest ran into the house, he happened to meet Jin An, who was looking for him, face to face. The old Taoist priest immediately beamed with joy: "Little brother, you finally woke up."

"Very good."

"You've been sleeping for a long time, and I'm worried to death."

When Jin An saw that the old Taoist priest was fine, he was so nervous that he breathed a sigh of relief.

On the contrary, the old Taoist priest acted as if nothing was wrong and asked the little brother what was wrong with him carelessly. Why does it look like you have lost your soul and can't find it?

Then he asked me what I was doing by calling him "Lao Tao" just now?

Jin An was asked three times by the old Taoist priest carelessly, and his temper was gone.

He looked at the chopsticks and small wine cup in the old Taoist's hand, and asked the old Taoist what he was doing in the yard at night if he didn't sleep in the house at night.

After hearing Jin An's words, the old Taoist priest immediately beamed. It turned out that tonight, Feng Captou was treating guests and brought his own ingredients. The old Taoist priest was making hot pot in the yard to eat. As a reward, Jin An and the old Taoist priest had eliminated another harm to the people of Chang County. However, Jin'an has been sleeping, so the old Taoist foodie is cheap.

Just now, the old Taoist priest and Feng Patou were making hot pot in the yard.

Jin An: "..."

It was in vain that he was worried about the old Taoist priest's accident just now, but the old Taoist priest was eating and drinking outside. His mouth was full of oil, and the fragrance of wine was everywhere in his breath. Not to mention how comfortable he was.

When Jin An accompanied the old Taoist priest out of the house, he saw Feng Baotou in the yard with a table and stove, making hot pot and eating profusely.

When Capt. Feng saw Jin An, he quickly asked Jin An to come over and cook hot pot together.

Jin An looked at Feng Baotou who spoke to him enthusiastically and opened his mouth to speak. He originally wanted to persuade Feng Baotou to leave, but he was worried that if something happened here, Feng Baotou would be implicated.

But then I thought about it, Feng Baotou is just an ordinary person. Once he steps out of his house and walks alone at night, he may be stared at by evil spirits, either alive or dead.

Jin An pondered for a moment, and finally left Feng Baotou behind.

"Then I'll go inside and get a pair of dishes and chopsticks."

After Jin An finished speaking, he called the old Taoist priest away: "Old Taoist, I forgot where I put the sauce plate. Come and help me look for it."

The old Taoist priest muttered. He had already sat down again and didn't want to get up. But seeing the serious expression on Jin An's face, he raised his buttocks and got up to follow him.

"Captain Feng, please sit down for a moment. If anything happens, call us loudly."

Jin An entered the house with the old Taoist priest who looked back reluctantly. Before the old Taoist priest could complain, Jin An had already told the old Taoist priest with a serious face about the strange scene he had just seen in the house.

After hearing Jin An's words, the old Taoist priest looked startled.

He subconsciously wanted to take a sip from the small wine cup in his hand to calm down his shock, but as soon as the small wine cup reached his mouth, the old Taoist shuddered with fright. He suddenly became bored and put down the small wine cup in fear.

"It shouldn't be. Logically speaking, we have indeed succeeded in exorcising evil spirits during the day..."

Jin An asked seriously: "Is there a possibility?"

"That ghost is not dead yet. Although we forced it out of Miss Xiliu's body, it was only seriously injured and hidden during the day. When the Yin Qi became colder at night, it reappeared and recovered?"