Holy Bone

Chapter 288 The road is long and the road is long, the road is coming, the road will not stop, the future can be expected
Jin'an Yuanshen possessed the paper-cut man.

The Yuanshen possessed the body and pierced people with paper.

This was the first time that he was possessed by a living person with flesh and blood.

A body of flesh and blood, full of vitality, is like a boat carrying a soul through the suffering of thousands of times in the world, isolated from the wind, the sun, the rain, and the thunderbolt of heaven and earth.

No wonder those lonely ghosts always like to find living people to possess them.

Those lonely ghosts are like the shipwrecked and drowning, they all want to board a new ship again.

Perhaps it was because Huang Zinian had no intention of resisting, and he completely let go of Jin An, allowing Jin An to take the initiative. After a little movement, Jin An quickly became familiar with this new body, and then strode out of the yard.

Along the way, I saw the guards of "Huang Zinian".

Seeing the sublimation of temperament, "Huang Zinian" walked out with his head held high.

They all looked sideways.

Is this still the cowardly and honest Huang Zinian they knew?How come it's like a complete change, a complete change of person!

Huang Zinian, who was possessed by Jin'an, borrowed a knife and a coir raincoat and hat from the astonished guards, and strode out of the courtyard where it was still raining.

Full of courage, he went straight to the ancestral hall where Sanshui Village arranged for the official to live.

Perhaps it was because these people from other villages were living bodhisattvas that the inquisitor said could save the lives of the whole village. Huang Zinian, who was possessed by Jin'an, easily entered the ancestral hall guarded by a villager after spouting a few nonsense lies.

Uneasy, Jin An checked the ancestral hall himself, and found no useful clues, so he turned to the independent small courtyard where the antique dealer lived.

The place where the antique dealer lives is a bit out of the way in Sanshui Village. When Jin An came to the place, he didn't hide like a coward, but walked upright to the door. Just when he was about to break the door and enter, he was caught. Two villagers hiding nearby stopped him.

They were the villagers who followed the antique dealers and prevented them from running away.

"Hey, you...you are...I know you!"

"You are those living Bodhisattvas invited by Liu Bold and the others from outside the village. Living Bodhisattva, why don't you take a good rest and come here alone late at night? Why, why do you still have a gleaming knife in your hand?"

"Living Bodhisattva, please listen to our advice and get out of here quickly. The people living in this courtyard are not to be messed with. The strange disease of our whole village is caused by the group of antique dealers who live here!"

The two villagers were kind enough to advise Jin'an to stay away from this single courtyard as soon as possible.

It was dark on a rainy night, and his vision was a bit bad. Jin An squinted slightly to see the other person clearly. In front of him were two old men from the village. The stomachs of these two old men were also swollen like small balls.

It's just not as serious as other villagers, because the stomach is too swollen, the belly is pulled thin, the pain is unbearable, and they don't even have the strength to go to the ground.

But according to the level of the two people in front of them, I'm afraid they won't be able to bear it for a long time.

For such an important matter as keeping an eye on the antique dealers, only two old men with slow legs were arranged. It is conceivable that the villagers of Sanshui Village have collectively contracted a strange disease and have no more manpower.

"Going alone in the middle of the night, Mr. Huang just brought a weapon for self-defense. I don't know what the two old people call them?" Jin An didn't leave immediately, nor did he refute the rural old man in plain clothes in front of him. Instead, he clasped his fists friendly and said politely.

Facing the Living Bodhisattva so politely, the two old men were quite shocked, and they hurriedly bowed in fear.

"You are a living Bodhisattva, how can we bear such a great gift! Don't! Don't! I heard from Liu Daudao and the others that you, living Bodhisattvas, are all strange people who resurrected from the grave. living Bodhisattva!"

"Living Bodhisattva, you don't have to be so polite to us two poor old men in the countryside. It's a great gift for us. Pay attention."

Jin An couldn't help but help the elders by their arms, preventing them from giving him a big gift.

In order to prevent the two grandparents in front of him from continuing to salute him, Jin An changed the subject and said, "To tell you the truth, I came here today for no other reason than for the antique dealers who live here and you. from a strange disease."

"I have a way to solve the current disaster in Sanshui Village."

The two old men turned pale with shock when they heard the words. They were excited first, and then suspicious?
"Don't you always say that we are living Bodhisattvas who can save the lives of the whole village? Why, now you don't believe that I can save the lives of the whole village of Sanshui?" The old man hurriedly waved his hands and said no, they were afraid of offending the living Bodhisattva in front of them.

The old people's thoughts are very stubborn.

You can't listen to any big truths you tell him.

Especially the old people in rural areas, when they get stubborn, they can't bring back ten cows.

But if you bring in some nonsense, on the contrary, it will be easier for them to listen to it.

The older people are, the more afraid of death they are, and the easier it is to taboo about some folk gods and ghosts.

Sometimes it takes some skills to reason with stubborn old people.

Don't look at Jin'an being polite to the two rural old men. When he turned around, he kicked open the gate of the courtyard where the antique merchants lived, bang!
I don't know that Jin An's kick is too strong.

It was also because the courtyard door itself did not have a latch.

It was unexpectedly kicked away by Jin An.

This kick also frightened the second elder who was following him so that his face turned green, his heart beat to the point of his throat and almost stopped, and the muscles on his face trembled violently.

They looked at each other. Why didn't the living Bodhisattva in front of him look like he was here to talk to an antique dealer? Instead, he looked like the angry-eyed Vajra Bodhisattva came to kill him?

In the courtyard at this time, the lights were bright, and the door was wide open, and there was no defense at all.

But the strange thing is that this single courtyard is very quiet at night.

Even though the gate of the courtyard was kicked open, and someone knocked on the door with a knife, no one came out to check the situation.

"Don't look at it, this courtyard has been empty for a long time, and there is no one there." Jin An said to the two old people who were looking into the courtyard in fear.

The inquirer was originally with the antique dealer.

If Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan had really been to Sanshui Village, and there was no reason to ask whether the official was missing, how could these antique dealers stay here intact?So Jin An was not at all surprised by the empty room in front of him.

Ah this...

Lao Gentou and Lao He looked at each other in horror, then they didn't care about Jin'an anymore, and stumbled into the house in fright to find someone.

In the end, no one was found.

"How is it possible, how is it possible, we have been staring at this place from morning to night, and no one has ever left this courtyard... It's over, it's over, people are gone, what will happen to the lives of the whole village..." The two The old man searched the house, but found no one, and was so anxious that he almost cried.

"It's nothing impossible, it's just a group of rats hiding their heads and showing their tails. Tonight, watch me skin these rats crossing the street and seek justice for your Sanshui Village."

Jin An walked into the room with a knife in his hand, his eyes were sharp and fierce, and the "Huang Zinian" at this time was no longer the honest Huang Zinian.

As soon as he walked into the lobby of the house, he was attracted by a painting hanging in the lobby at first sight.

The painting doesn't have much character.

It looks like an ordinary calligraphy and painting.

What really attracted Jin An's attention was the content of the painting. It was a brightly lit inn that was opening to solicit business. A long bamboo banner stood in front of the store, and the words "Yuanyanglou Inn" were written on the banner cloth. .

And there is actually a small grave outside the courtyard of the inn.

Huang Zinian's astonished and horrified voice came from Jin An's ear: "Daoist Jin An, what... is this?"

"Why is a painting with the calligraphy and painting of Yuanyanglou Inn hung in Sanshui Village?"

There are two souls living in one flesh shell.

One is Jin'an.

One is Huang Zinian.

As early as on the road, Huang Zinian already knew Jin An's true identity.

Jin An didn't answer Huang Zinian's question right away, but said to the two elderly people beside him with a pleasant face, "Old man, do you want to get rid of the strange disease of the whole village and the bad luck of the whole village tonight?"

"I want you to do something for me now. You should keep quiet now, stay outside the courtyard gate, and don't let anyone enter here."

"The strange disease in Sanshui Village is not a punishment from the gods at all, but a group of demon monks and evil ways have come to Sanshui Village to confuse people's hearts. Look at me beheading these hide-and-seek rats today. In order to avoid fighting with those demon monks and evil ways later, Someone broke in by mistake and hurt innocent people, so now you guard the gate of the courtyard and don't let anyone in, and don't let anyone out, so as not to cause panic in the villagers, let me restore you a quiet place today."

After soothing Lao Gentou and Lao He, bang!
Jin An closed the courtyard door.

Close all doors and windows in the house.

"Daoist Jin'an... What disease do these poor villagers suffer from?" Huang Zinian's soul voice sounded from inside Huang Zinian's body.

Huang Zinian's soul is silently close to the Liuding Liujia talisman, and his soul is indescribably comfortable. There is a kind of warmth attached to the stove in the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, like the warmth of Mu Yangchun and March.

Standing in front of the hanging paintings, Jin An carefully looked at the calligraphy and paintings in front of him, and said softly with Huang Zinian's body: "They have been cast with a Gu technique. It is not difficult to save them. The plague-repelling charm of the Five Plague Envoys can save them..."

But there was still a word in Jin An's mind.

He has the plague-repelling talisman sealed three times on his body, which is more than enough to save people.

However, even he can see the root cause of these villagers' strange illnesses. It's unreasonable that Mr. Yi and Mr. Zhong's skills can't tell what illness these villagers have?Let go of the life and death of these villagers?

The only explanation is that there must be some scruples that prevented the two of them from acting rashly.

Perhaps all of this is related to the calligraphy and painting of Yuanyanglou Inn in front of me...

At this moment, Jin'an looked down and saw a lot of water stains and two pairs of shoe prints in the room. Those shoe prints were stained with a lot of yellow mud unique to the mountains, and the yellow mud hadn't completely dried.

The yellow mud that is unique to the mountains does not appear in the village, it is likely that Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan left it, and these yellow mud shoe prints disappeared suddenly in front of this calligraphy and painting.

……

……

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!

In the tomb that was dug open, a man wearing a coir raincoat, a bamboo hat, and a goose feather knife on his waist jumped out of the tomb, looking like a Jianghu swordsman.

"Sure enough, it is a painting with nine revelations, and it really is repeated reincarnation. It seems that the clues left by Mr. Yi are correct. You really have to break all the layers of the painting to escape this infinite reincarnation."

Under the coir raincoat and bamboo hat, Jin An's whispering voice came out.

"Daoist Jin'an, why did we appear in the ruined Yuanyanglou Inn when we touched the calligraphy and painting? Didn't the Yuanyanglou Inn be burned to ashes by us? Why did we appear in another untouched building after entering the calligraphy and painting?" In the Yuanyanglou Inn that was burned down by fire?"

In the physical body, Huang Zinian's unbelievable voice sounded.

One body contains two souls.

Because Huang Zinian communicated directly with Jin An through his soul, he no longer stammered.

Therefore, Jin An briefly explained to Huang Zinian the principle of "one painting, nine uncoverings", but now even Jin An doesn't know how many layers of rice paper are in the antique calligraphy and painting hanging in Sanshui Village?How many reincarnations do you have to go through?

If there is really the legendary nine-layer rice paper, then they have to go through nine mandarin duck inns in total before they can really go out.

As for the second Yuanyanglou Inn, Mr. Yi and Mr. Zhong Laosan must have bulldozed it without even thinking about it.

Afterwards, Jin An began to rush to Sanshui Village repeatedly.

...go to the second layer of painting...

...Entering the third layer of painting...

Every time he enters the world in the painting, the inn has been reduced to ruins, and his speed can't keep up with Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan's speed of chasing down the antique dealers and demolishing the Yuanyanglou inn.

When Jin An was about to enter the fifth floor of painting, he stopped and paused in front of the painting. As he entered each floor of painting, the calligraphy and painting paper hanging in Sanshui Village would become thinner.

Jin An raised his hand and gently rubbed the thickness of the edges of the calligraphy and painting: "It seems that this group of antique dealers have a lot of strange skills, but they are not really unstoppable. This calligraphy and painting is far from the most superb in the legend. "Nine strokes in one painting" is only at the level of "five strokes in one painting."

"Daoist Jin'an, how did you find out?" Huang Zinian said in admiration. He was truly impressed by Jin'an's extraordinary courage along the way. He was really full of courage and fearless.

"Because this drawing paper is almost as thin as a cicada's wing, and if it gets thinner, it won't be able to peel off the layers. Be careful, this last layer should find the real nest."

There was a flash of light and shadow in the room, and the figure in coir raincoat and bamboo hat, who was standing in front of the calligraphy and painting and talking to himself, disappeared out of thin air.

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 seems to have 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 here is... At this moment, a man wearing a coir raincoat, a hat, and Wearing a goose feather knife, he looked like a figure of a well-known Jianghu swordsman, stepping on the muddy and difficult road to 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.

If it is not known in advance that there is a tomb here.

It is easy for people to overlook this small piece of long soil by the side of the road. Who would have thought that this would be a cemetery?
But what Jin An saw was not a tomb, but a brightly lit inn that was opening for business. The inn was full of people, and many people were drinking and gathering.

There is a bamboo pole standing in front of the inn.

A long streamer hangs on a bamboo pole——

Yuanyanglou Inn!
The Yuanyanglou Inn here is even more lively than the Yuanyanglou Inn that Jin An came to for the first time, there are quite a lot of people there.

It was a gloomy rainy night.

A man in a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat with a goose feather knife on his waist.

Look up and take a look at this noisy and open man-eating ghost inn.

Let the icy cold rain from the sky pass through the black curtain of the bamboo hat, hit the face behind the black curtain, and then drip down one by one along the cheeks...

he.

Like a strong wind blowing against the current.

Wrapping the Yanling Saber on his waist, he walked straight to the Yuanyanglou Inn.

——The road is obstructed and long, but if you walk, you will come, if you walk without stopping, the future can be expected!

(End of this chapter)