Holy Bone

Chapter 286 I'm not afraid that men are Liu Xiahui these days, but I'm afraid that the female fox is a too hooked man
The moon is dark and the wind is high.

The wilderness world outside the tomb.

patter—

There is still a slanting wind and drizzle in the sky.

"This rain is really fucking endless."

A frost-haired old swordsman with a scarred face stood in front of a grave that had been dug up, and wiped the rainwater from his face vigorously.

"Fucking Feng Shui, think of a way, how to let us re-enter the world of yin and yang in the tomb."

"Mr. Jin'an was trapped inside alone, and the enemy made it clear that they wanted to split us up and kill us."

"Although we have to trust Mr. Jin'an as a man, we are not afraid that men are all Liu Xiahui these days, but we are afraid that the vixen is a man who is too hooked by Daji."

Outside the dug grave, there was another middle-aged man standing. The middle-aged man was holding a chicken bone lantern in his hand.

The middle-aged man circled around the grave.

Frowning thoughtfully.

The two people in front of them are Mr. Feng Shui and the big old man who are possessed by the paper piercing man.

But no matter how they got into the grave, no matter how big they dug the grave, they could never find the Yuanyanglou Inn again.

And behind the two of them, there was a scholar kneeling on the ground who was coughing and picking mud from his mouth. This scholar was saved by Jin An and almost wiped out by Ye Niang, who eats men without spitting out his bones. The famous scholar Ma Jingwen.

At this time, Ma Jingwen's whole body was covered with mud.

Eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and hair are covered with a lot of wet soil.

It looked as if it had just been dug out of the coffin, with pieces of mud pulled out of its mouth.

The reason why the three of them appeared here had to start with the wedding night in Jin'an's bridal chamber, when they were about to make a big fuss in the bridal chamber.

Mr. Feng Shui and the old man looked at Jin An and Ye Niang's bridal chamber on a festive night. Seeing that Jin An and Ye Niang were preparing to "have a baby early" and the raw rice was cooked, they kicked open the door to make a big fuss in the bridal chamber and demolished the house. At the ghost inn that cannibalize people, what appeared in front of them was not the bridal chamber of the bride and groom they had imagined, but the three of them were sealed to death in a tattered coffin.

By the time the two paper-wrapped men dug up the soil from the grave and escaped, the scholar with an ordinary physique who almost suffocated to death in the coffin had already eaten a lot of soil from the grave.

obviously.

Whatever the ghost inn says tonight, Jin An and Ye Niang's bridal chamber should be successful.

No one is allowed to ruin Jin'an and Ye Niang's love for each other.

Just when Mr. Fengshui was in front of the grave, changing the local Fengshui field, and re-entering the Yuanyanglou Inn, there was a strange movement in the distance under the rainy night.

Ma Jingwen, a scholar who had been kneeling on the ground, coughing, and picking mud in pain, also heard this movement and looked up in panic.

It was a funeral procession, about 30 people.

It is unusual to have a funeral at night.

Especially in this rainy and overcast night.

It becomes even more unusual.

"It's a living person, not a ghost walking at night, but a villager living near here." The big-headed old man stared at the strange funeral procession in the rainy night, his expression froze.

Mr. Feng Shui also suspended the Feng Shui arrangement at the feet at this time, and he glanced at the soles of the funeral villagers' feet: "The feet are down to the ground, and the heels are not raised, neither dead nor possessed by ghosts, Mr. Zhong, pay attention , protect this ordinary scholar well, I am afraid that the person who came to the funeral on this rainy night is not kind."

That funeral team was overjoyed when they saw three big living people standing beside a cemetery at night, and the villagers exclaimed in surprise: "The inquirer didn't lie to us, and the inquirer really didn't lie to us, as long as we follow the east road After the funeral, you can see three people covered in dirt come back to life from the grave, only these three living Bodhisattvas can save our whole village and our suffering children."

Pfft!
Pfft!
These villagers who were wearing hemp for the funeral, regardless of the muddy water on the ground, fell to their knees and kowtowed desperately to Mr. Feng Shui and the old man.

The pounding of the head was not fake.

"I beg the three living Bodhisattvas to save us, please save our more than 100 people, old and young, in Sanshui Village!"

"Save us! Save us!"

"I beg Living Bodhisattva to save my child, my child is about to die, he is about to die!"

"And my child, my child is dying too. When I came out, he was lying on the bed and crying, saying he was in so much pain, the child was so pitiful, please save my child too. !"

"My mother is about to die! I beg the three living Bodhisattvas to come to our Sanshui Village to save everyone. On behalf of more than 100 people in our Sanshui Village, I kowtowed to the three living Bodhisattvas! The inquirer said that everyone can only live for one day. It’s too late, if you don’t survive tonight, you have no chance of being saved!”

……

The villagers fell to their knees and cried, begging for help.

all of a sudden.

Two difficult choices lie ahead.

Is it the people of Sanshui Village who went to Sanshui Village with these villagers to save more lives?

Or stay and continue to rescue Jin'an who is trapped alone?
This group of antique dealers has vicious intentions, and has always been good at taking advantage of the weaknesses of people's hearts, using the kindness of human nature as bait, and playing with the kindness of human nature.

……

……

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

The wilderness world outside the tomb.

patter—

There is still a slanting wind and drizzle in the sky.

There is a grave that has been dug open by the roadside.

The moonlight above the head is shrouded in dark clouds, like a layer of haze covering the heart. Without the stars and moonlight as a reference, the meaning of time is lost. This dark world has been silent for an unknown amount of time, only the sound of rain remains...

suddenly!

From the dug-up tomb, there was the neighing of horses, and several horses pulling the carriage jumped out of the grave, and rushed into the rainy night in fright, and disappeared after a while.

And just as those horses rushed into the rainy night, one after another, hands covered in mud, grabbed the soil and struggled to climb out from the dug-up graves. It was rain mixed with mud all over their bodies. people.

A total of ten or so people crawled out of the cemetery in a state of distress.

They collapsed on the ground and breathed heavily, with the surprise of the rest of their lives, and the undecided fear.

Suddenly there was a thin and frail man, who seemed to think of something, he was digging the soil in the grave like crazy, and called his wife anxiously, where are you, he knelt in the grave, crying over and over again , digging the soil with both hands desperately, and ignored the nails being dug and cracked by the hard stones in the soil, until he dug out a dying, bloated woman with gas in her nose from the grave, he slumped on the ground, that On a face full of dirt, there was the first smile on this bizarre night tonight.

That is the laugh of the soul being redeemed.

The thin man smiled and turned his head up and cried. The mud on his face was washed away by the hot tears rolling down from his eyes, revealing a pair of bright eyes that were "clear like washing".

These ten or so people are the thin and thin man surnamed Huang who escaped from the man-eating inn Yuanyanglou Inn. shrew woman.

And several guards protecting the mother and daughter.

When everyone worked together to lift the bloated and obese woman weighing more than 200 kilograms to the flat ground, everyone remembered that they were able to escape from the ghost inn tonight because of the help of Mr. Li, an expert from the outside world. Began to be grateful for looking for Mr. Li who saved their lives.

however.

They did not find Mr. Li.

But at this moment, the great benefactor "Master Li" that these people were looking for was floating in the sky with a transparent body looking at them.

His transparent body floated higher and higher.

Looking at the dozen or so people below helping each other and escaping from the sky, there were gratified smiles on their faces.

It is not easy for a good person to live in the world.

Kind thoughts should have good fruits.

As for those murderers with bloody hands, raping and plundering, let them go to the [-]th hell, the hell of pulling out tongues, hell of scissors, hell of iron trees...repent.

Good people have to go through ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships to become a Buddha, but evil people only need to put down the butcher knife to become a Buddha?

This in itself is the greatest injustice to good people who do good deeds.

Evil is evil.

It has been a matter of course since ancient times to kill people to pay their lives and pay their debts.

Jin'an was no longer possessed by the paper stick man, so the living people couldn't see him at this time when the Yuanshen was wandering at night. He killed Fei Touman and Wu Ba, and burned down the Yuanyanglou Inn before they finally escaped. It is independent of the enchantment world between the Yin and Yang realms.

Jin An was flying up into the air at this time, and secretly took note of the location of the grave in front of him. He planned to wait for the dawn of tomorrow, and after the Yuanshen returned to its shell, he would come physically to dig treasures.

Let's see if we can bring out the ghost artifacts that were knocked down by Luo Baoqin.

Transcend the wraiths in the underworld.

Yin or not, that's all secondary.

Rescuing resentful spirits and restoring the peace in the world, accumulating good deeds and virtues is his simple nature of Jin'an, the supreme Taiyi saves the suffering Tianzun...

Thanks to the six Ding Liujia Talisman on Jin An's body, which has been sealed four times, his spirit can fly higher and see farther in the dark and chaotic world.

He noticed at the first sight that something was wrong with the world under his feet. The world had been transformed into geomantic omen. Jin An was surprised. It seemed that Mr. Feng Shui and the old man had also come out.

At this moment, a group of about 30 funeral villagers approached them from the distant horizon.

These people are not dead.

It wasn't because the heels of the upper body were lifted off the ground.

A photo of Jin'an Yuanshen.

These people are all living people.

When this group of villagers who were going to have a funeral on a rainy night, they were overjoyed when they saw a dozen or so people standing in a state of embarrassment by the grave, the villagers exclaimed in surprise: "The inquirer didn't lie to us, and the inquirer really didn't lie to us, as long as we Follow the east all the way to the funeral, you can see eleven people covered in dirt who came back from the dead, only these eleven living Bodhisattvas can save our whole village and our suffering children."

……

"The skills of this group of antique dealers are really not simple."

"One painting and nine disclosures?"

Jin An looked at the group of strange villagers who went to the funeral on a rainy night under his feet, and he looked at the Feng Shui bureau around him that had been modified. There was a reminder left for him by Mr. Feng Shui——

One painting and nine reveals!
What is one painting and nine disclosures?
Jin An had heard of a very clever method of counterfeiting antique calligraphy and painting. Even an experienced antique dealer would have difficulty identifying the authenticity of this calligraphy and painting.

Because this calligraphy and painting was peeled off from the authentic calligraphy and painting, it was genuine in the first place.

But it is clearly false.

According to legend, masters of calligraphy, because of their heavy brushwork, do not use ordinary rice paper for painting, but special rice paper that has been specially selected and thickened with several layers.

This kind of rice paper has a large thickness, is not easy to damage, and has been treated with special materials. It can withstand the years of time, and it is also good for preventing the ink from spreading and turning the painting into a waste.

It is said that the most powerful uncovering painting is the ability to uncover nine layers of rice paper from a piece of authentic calligraphy and painting, and sell them nine times separately.

(End of this chapter)