Holy Bone

Chapter 309 Jin An presents a love letter!Big beautiful gift sword!
Today's Taoist Temple of the Five Viscera is very lively.

Just sent off Li Que in the afternoon, a fat man who had never forgotten to carry three baskets of winter jujubes before leaving.

One watch after dark.

There was a knock on the door outside the Wu Zang Dao Temple.

When Jin An heard the movement outside, he heard the old Taoist talking to other people, he walked out of the wing room and saw Mr. Yi, Mr. Feng Shui, and Mr. Zhong, the old man, came to visit the Taoist Temple of Wu Zang, and the old Taoist came with the two behind him. Taoist backyard.

Zhong Laosan still looks like that.

This big-headed old man whose soul is raised on the exotic lotus leaf always has a lotus leaf bigger than his head on his head.

And Zhong Laosan was accompanied by Feng Shui Mr. Yi.

Mr. Yi's appearance also remained the same, his soul was separated from his soul, and he walked around at night while possessing a paper piercing figure, carrying a chicken bone lantern that burned his soul.

"Mr. Jin'an, it's been about ten days since the last time. I haven't seen you for a few days. Mr. Jin'an has made a lot of progress. You really deserve to be Mr. Jin'an!"

Zhong Laosan, who wore a lotus leaf as a big hat on his head, saw that Jin An's cultivation had improved as soon as he met, and said congratulatoryly with cupped fists.

Jin An was also happy to see Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan.

"Mr. Yi, Senior Zhong, why did you think of visiting the Taoist Temple of the Five Viscera today? No matter what the reason is, as long as Mr. Yi and Senior Zhong come to my Taoist Temple of the Five Viscera, they are all welcome."

Jin An asked the two to sit down in front of the stone table and bench in the yard.

"Actually, I plan to come to see Mr. Jin'an during the day. At night, there is a curfew in Fucheng, so it's inconvenient to travel. Moreover, it will disturb Mr. Jin'an and everyone in the Taoist temple in the dead of night. But Mr. Zhong must be sure if he is stalking him." Come along, I also want to visit Mr. Jin'an with me, no, I really can't get rid of Zhong Laosan's hypocrisy, so I waited until nightfall to bother Mr. Jin'an and the rest of the Five Viscera Taoist."

Mr. Yi was dissatisfied with Zhong Laosan and complained.

Zhong Laosan was so angry that his body trembled like the green lotus leaf on top of his head, Zhong Laosan said anxiously: "You stinker of Fengshui, you insist on which pot you don't want to open, right?"

These two people have been making friends for years, and they always love to belittle each other when they have nothing to do, but this does not affect the friendship between the two for many years.

Jin An smiled and watched Mr. Yi and Mr. Zhong arguing, but he didn't take their quarrel seriously.

"Don't bother, don't bother, don't bother at all, it's only the first watch, and the five internal organs Taoist temple doesn't rest so early." The old Taoist came with a smile.

"Mr. Yi, Mr. Zhong, this is the winter jujube fruit that the old jujube tree in Guanli just bore this afternoon. Come and taste it together. This winter jujube is very crunchy and sweet."

The old Taoist smiled and narrowed his eyes, and came with a basket of freshly picked winter dates, and put the winter dates on the stone table.

Speaking of which, the few people in the Taoist Temple of the Five Viscera are no strangers to Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan, and they have all been in contact with each other.

The old Taoist knew Mr. Zhong Laosan when he was in Chang County. The old Taoist and Chi Jian also met Mr. Yi after the Dragon King's tomb, so everyone had a good time, talking and laughing.

"Oh?"

"Today I heard in Fucheng that many people's fruit trees were blooming and bearing fruit, and finally saw it for real."

"The Taoist Temple of the Five Viscera is now a place of outstanding people. Since it is the winter jujube in the Taoist Temple of the Five Viscera, then this winter jujube must also be a product of the spiritual energy of the world. You must try it."

Mr. Yi behaved generously, picked up a red, green and green winter jujube freshly picked in the basket, and took a crisp bite. It was really sweet and refreshing, crisp and sweet, and Mr. Yi was full of praise.

Big head, old man, Zhong Laosan, unwilling to lag behind, also picked up a winter jujube, stuffed it into his mouth without wiping it, and ate it with relish, eating one winter jujube after another.

"Mr. Zhong looks at you, you look like a starving ghost reincarnated, you'll lose the face of Mr. Jin'an."

"Foot feng shui, you don't look at yourself in the mirror, you are like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng and fruit and swallowing jujubes, not much better than the little old man. Let's not laugh at fifty steps, we are both behind closed doors Come and embarrass Mr. Jin An."

Although Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan were arguing, they did not slow down their movements at all. They were afraid that they would suffer a disadvantage and eat a few fewer winter dates than the other party.

This scene is so similar to the old Taoist priest and Fatty Li during the day.

Jin An was amused.

"Mr. Yi and Senior Zhong, eat slowly. These winter dates belong to the two seniors, and no one will snatch them from you. If there are not enough in this basket, there are still winter dates on the tree. When Mr. Yi and Senior Zhong go back, I will Let the old man pick another two baskets for the two of you to take back to eat."

After hearing Jin An's words, both Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan showed embarrassment. They both said that Mr. Jin'an, your dates are delicious... After a few more pleasantries, Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan talked about The purpose of this trip.

"Since the last farewell at the Yuanyanglou Inn, I haven't had time to find Mr. Jin'an. Today, I came to find Mr. Jin'an with my wife's oral letter; secondly, I also fulfilled the promise I made to Mr. Jinan at the Yuanyanglou Inn , and send the first, middle and lower volumes of the "Yin Yang Qing Nang Jing" which talks about Fengshui, and "Shenfeng Tongkao" which talks about four pillars and horoscopes."

Mr. Yi took out a roll of bamboo slips and an ancient book from the paper piercer, and put them on the stone table.

The bamboo slips are "Yin Yang Qing Sac Classic".

The ancient book is "Shenfeng Tongkao".

The old Taoist looked at the palm oil-colored bamboo slips on the stone table, and was taken aback: "The first, middle and lower volumes of the "Yin Yang Qing Nang Jing"?"

When the old Taoist picked up the bamboo slips and flipped through them, he showed a shocked expression: "It really is a complete three volumes!"

"Moreover, it is the only annotated copy of Mr. Guo Pu, a master of Fengshui. It also contains the original "Funeral Book" deduced by Mr. Guo Pu from "Yin Yang Qing Nang Jing". These two books are the ancient schools of Fengshui. Lizong's masterpiece."

"The second volume of the "Yin-Yang Qing-sac Sutra", I heard that it was lost as early as the Warring States period when hundreds of nations were in chaos. , and then people of later generations, based on the contents of the first two volumes and various historical records and unofficial historical records, gradually completed the second volume, and there must be some discrepancies with the original version. Where did Mr. Yi find the complete version of "Yin Yang Qing Nang Jing"? It is actually the only surviving copy annotated by Mr. Guo Pu."

The old Taoist was excited, and he loved the "Yin-Yang Qingsang Jing" in his hand as if he had found a treasure.

Just like when a man meets a woman, he holds it in his hand and is reluctant to let it go.

Mr. Yi just smiled and said: "I was ignorant when I was young. I brought it out from an imperial mausoleum. It can be regarded as letting the "Yin-Yang Qingsang Jing" and "Funeral Book" see the light of day together. Such a strange book through the ages, it is not Should be brought into the coffin, the pearl has been covered with dust, and has become a lost pearl."

"Fortunately, I met my wife later, and I found my way back. I have been accumulating virtue by my wife's side, and I have been accumulating merits for the big mistakes I made in the past."

This is the first time that Mr. Yi took the initiative to talk about his past experience.

Jin An's complexion changed.

It seems that it's not just the old man Zhong who has a story.

Even Mr. Yi also has many stories.

After introducing the bamboo slips and ancient books, Mr. Yi mentioned another reason for his trip, which was to bring a message from the white coffin.

When talking about the message that his wife asked to bring, Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan both stared at Jin An who was sitting opposite them with strange and appreciative expressions on their faces.

"Mr. Jin'an, what did you write in the letter you asked us to bring back to Madam that day? Madam was in a great mood after reading it, and she was in a good mood for several days."

"And this time, we are also asked to send a big gift to Mr. Jin'an, which is a return gift from my wife to Mr. Jin'an."

in fact.

Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan still had nothing to say.

In front of the majesty of the Fengyan accumulated by the wife, they dare not have the heart to expire. After they went back that night with Jin'an letterhead, the wife asked about it, and they told what happened that night. Report honestly and dare not hide anything.

Including when they met Ye Niang, Jin An robbed his relatives twice in a row, and Jin An killed everyone in the Yuanyanglou Inn...

It also includes the poems that Jin An wrote to Ye Niang, "I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals", "I wish to be a lovebird in the sky, and I wish to be Lian Lizhi in the earth", "Looking back five hundred times in the previous life in exchange for a rubbing of shoulders in this life" The love poem of "passed"...

In short, what should be said and what should not be said has been said.

The more they recognized how powerful their wife was, the less they dared to lie.

After hearing so much about what happened that night, they thought Madam would punish them.

Blame them as servants, it's fine if they don't share the master's worries and problems, but they even took Mr. Jin'an out to fool around!This is not an adjective, it's really fooling around!

where to know.

After Madam read the letter Jin An asked them to hand over, Madam not only did not offend them, but was in a good mood for several days in a row.

No, I was in a good mood and asked them to send a big gift.

So the two of them were very curious, what exactly did Jin An write in the letter that night to make his wife so happy?
Can it compare to the three love poems that Young Master Jin An wrote to Ye Niang?
Letterhead?

It's finally time for the little brother to open up!

The old Taoist looked at Jin An with a shocked face. Jin An came back from the soul that day, why didn't he tell him about the letter paper, but then, the old Taoist smiled happily. My little brother finally got the hang of it this time and knows how to please The woman was happy, and finally knew how to coax the murderous corpse in the white coffin to be beautiful and happy.

That's right.

You can't always let the big girl pay, and take the initiative to throw down your face and express your heart to the person you like.

The dignified seven-foot man didn't even take the initiative to express himself.

Jin An: "!"

Faced with the gazes of Mr. Yi, Mr. Zhong, and the old Taoist priest, there was a fire of gossip burning that could not be concealed in those three pairs of gazes, and a black line hung down Jin'an's forehead.

Even if he was beaten to death, he would not say what he wrote on the letter that night!
Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan are both old and mature, who has never been young, and who has not had two or three unforgettable relationships when they were young. Mr. Yi looked at Jin An and guessed: "The content in that letter, Could it be also a love poem? Mr. Jin An also wrote a love poem to his wife? Even more famous than Ye Niang's love poem?"

If it wasn't better than Ye Niang's love poems, there's no reason to make Madam so happy, Mr. Yi and Mr. Zhong thought to themselves.

When I heard that master wrote a love letter to my wife, I coaxed my wife to be very happy. This time, even the dull and dazed Chijian had a reaction. Chijian, the old Taoist priest, Mr. Yi, Zhong The third and fourth elders all looked at Jin An eagerly, waiting for Jin An's answer.

"no!"

"no!"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"I, Jin'an, am I the kind of smooth-talking, smooth-talking person who changes the direction of the wind!"

Jin An categorically denied it.

Righteous words.

He speaks loudly, louder than throwing 300 taels.

Hahaha, seeing Jin An's guilt-ridden expression of not having 300 taels of silver here, Mr. Yi, Mr. Zhong, and the old Taoist all looked at each other and smiled, revealing the smile of an old fox looking at a little fox, which is the look that men can understand.

It seems that Mr. Jin'an also has people who are afraid, but Mr. Jin'an met the wind and made his wife happy, so he stopped asking Ye Niang about it.

Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan couldn't help but quietly give Jin An a thumbs up.

Or Mr. Jin'an has a way of coaxing his wife.

Jin An: "..."

Next, Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan laughed and took out the big gift given to Jin An by the beautiful white coffin murderous corpse.

It was a long brocade box.

After opening the lid of the brocade box, it reveals a long knife with a sheath that is exquisitely crafted, inlaid with gold and silver with auspicious clouds and the mythical auspicious unicorn.

It was a long knife finely covered in gold and silver. The scabbard and handle were red in color like Huoshaoyun, and the surface was decorated with gold and silver patterns of auspicious clouds and auspicious beasts and unicorns.The scabbard has delicate lines, it is not a wooden scabbard, but made of hard leather.

Just because of the workmanship of this scabbard, it is worth a lot, it is not a vulgar thing.

This knife, together with the scabbard and the handle, is about three feet long. The shape of the end of the scabbard is very peculiar, unlike the arc bottom of ordinary scabbards, it is a slightly triangular gold-coated bottom.The scabbard looks like a knife but not a knife, like a sword but not a sword, with a peculiar shape.

sulfuric acid!
Mr. Yi drew his knife out of its sheath, and it was clanging and crisp, with a murderous sharp cold light shining. This is a good knife that has been tempered thousands of times.

This knife is like a scabbard, like a knife but not a knife, like a sword but not a sword.

It is forged to be as straight as a sword spine, but only one side is sharpened.

"Tang Dao!" Jin An was taken aback.

"Tang Dao?" Mr. Yi gave Jin An a puzzled look.

"This sword is called the Kunwu Sword. It is a precious sword forged from the Kunwu Stone. It was forged by a master swordsmith from the Warring States period thousands of years ago. The master swordsmith originally wanted to reproduce the ancient sword Kunwu Sword. The Kunwu sword cuts jade like mud. There are rumors that the world's first handed down jade seal was cut out with the Kunwu sword. However, the Kunwu sword has not been successfully forged, and the swordsmith's family encountered an accident during the war. The whole family died in the war and fled. In the end, the Kunwu sword was not finished, and only one sword embryo was left outside."

"After the sword embryo wandered among the people for several times, it was obtained by a swordsmith. The swordsmith wanted to complete the Kunwu Sword, and wanted to forge the ancient magic weapon Kunwu Sword. As a result, the swordsmith had just hammered it down for the first time. An accident happened to this Kunwu sword, the tip of the sword broke a gap, the sword embryo was useless, and it could no longer be a sword, from now on, there is one less magic weapon Kunwu sword in the world, and one more incomplete Kunwu sword."

"After Madam heard that Mr. Jin'an's weapon was destroyed, she has never been able to use a weapon. Madam wants to find a new one for you, Mr. Jin'an. Finally, Madam found this sword for Mr. Jin'an. The sword of the sword is called 'Kun Wu Dao'."

When it came to the sword, Mr. Yi, including several people present, stared at Jin'an with a somewhat strange expression.

As soon as Jin An finished delivering the love letter to his wife, his wife gave Jin An a sword that looked like a sword but not a sword, and a knife that was not a sword.

A woman gives a man a sword!
meaning is?

A perfect combination of swords and swords?
Don't you really (really) sword (jing)?

Jin An: "!"

What kind of eyes are you looking at me!
(End of this chapter)