Holy Bone

Chapter 394 Jin An sharpens his knife to the poisonous woman, the gold ring on your left hand that you just dropped!Or the right hand gold ring!

There is a large temperature difference between day and night in the desert.

So at night, no one can be seen on the desert, and it is completely sunk into a dead silence.

Only those desert scorpions and desert vipers who like to hide in the dark will come out to hunt at night.

Since nightfall, the streets of Yueqiang City have been empty. People would rather stay at home than go out for a walk, not only because of the cold at night, but also because of the strong wind and sand at night. Travel as little as possible.

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In the quiet city of Yueqiang, the clanging of whetstones and knives could be heard continuously.

The street was cold and deserted, and in front of an inn, a young Taoist priest with a stern face was sitting at the door with a big sword, with a bench under his body, and a whetstone on the bench.

He held a long straight knife in his hand, and he was constantly sharpening the edge of the knife. The red color of the knife shone coldly under the silver-white moonlight.

The young Taoist priest had a cold look on his face.

Has been sharpening the knife without saying a word.

Then from time to time, he raised the blade and rubbed it with his fingertips. The blade shone coldly, reflecting half of his icy face, which was still the dark inn behind him like the gate of hell had been opened.

The inn was very quiet tonight. Someone had just died during the day, and the guests were so frightened that they checked out. Only three caravans were still living in the inn.

Even the boss seemed to sense something was wrong with the atmosphere today. As soon as it got dark, he took his buddies and mother-in-law to hide in other places, planning to come back after dawn.

The young Taoist priest sitting at the entrance of the inn, after looking at the blade, poured some water from the water bag, and continued to bend over to sharpen the long knife in his hand.

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In the earthen house, ten of them wrapped in quilts squeezed each other on the Datong bunk to warm each other, but the body curled up in the quilt kept shaking, and it was unknown whether it was cold or frightened. From time to time, people could be heard hiding Sobbing in the quilt, weeping softly and talking nonsense that doesn't want to die.

There was depression and weeping in the house, but no one spoke casually. They all kept Jin An's words in mind, pretending to lie down and sleep without making any noise, and no matter who knocked on the door tonight, don't open the door until dawn Open the door again.

It's just that the sound of sharpening knives outside all night was too scary, making the ten people who were already terrified even more frightened and unable to sleep.

Fortunately.

On the back of the door is a yellow talisman on cinnabar yellow paper.

Let them find a trace of warmth and security in their anxiety.

According to Daoist Jin'an's introduction, this yellow talisman is called Liuding Liujia talisman, as long as they don't take the initiative to open the door, it can keep them safe overnight.

Only one oil lamp was on, and in the barely illuminated house, there was the rustling sound of the quilt being pulled. I don’t know who was tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, turning over carefully, and re-changing a position that was not numb.

Mai Sutu is one of the few people who have followed Keremu for the longest time. He has been running in the desert for seven or eight years. He has experienced sandstorms, quicksands, quicksand wells, and sand robbers. Every time a caravan crosses the desert, he will always die. A few people, he is very lucky, he will pray devoutly to the desert gods at home before going out every time, and he can return home safely every time.So several times of life and death experience also gave him a strong heart and a calmness far beyond ordinary people. He was one of the few people among the ten people in Datongpu who did not cover their heads and pretend to sleep.

Although he was very scared in his heart, he closed his eyes and woke up in the morning and saw the horrible scene of Karma hanging in front of him for the first time, but he couldn't help being curious about what the devil on the desert looked like, How on earth did the devil kill Karma?

In the past, he didn't dare to have the idea of ​​meeting the devil. He thought it was killing him, but today's devils don't seem to be as scary as before... He thought about it carefully, and the reason is that Because Daoist Jin'an was guarding them outside.

Daoist Jin'an has extraordinary insight. He was calm and calm in the face of the dead several times, especially when he rescued all of them from the devil the night before. That was the first time he knew that people can kill devils, even devils. There are also times when I am afraid of people.

In just a few short experiences, he found a very unique temperament in Taoist Jin'an. As long as Taoist Jin'an is there, he feels particularly safe. Sharpen the knife in the middle of the night and watch the night?

Thinking wildly in his mind, Mai Sutu quietly turned his neck to see if the people sleeping on his left and right were asleep. He turned his head to look at the person on the left. Looking at the person on the right, the other person was also shivering with fear, covering his whole body under the quilt. Although he was also a little scared in his heart, he still cursed a coward in his heart.

But after subconsciously looking at the empty bed in Karma, the little pride in Mai Sutu's heart quickly dissipated, and was shrouded in a layer of haze. He didn't want to die, let alone die as badly as Karma.

The sound of sharpening the knife outside was still rhythmic, which more or less reassured him, although it always felt strange that someone was sharpening the knife at night...

The more people think wildly, the more clear-headed they become. Mai Sutu felt a little uncomfortable after lying down for a long time. He was about to turn over secretly, but there was a pop sound, and he didn't know which bastard was holding his hands and was secretly released. Boring fart.

The key is that the muffled fart is quite loud.

He can understand the urgency of urination when people are extremely afraid of nervousness, but what do you mean by farting when you are nervous?
"Mai Sutu, did you eat badly at night, this fart stinks!"

"So it was Mai Sutu who released it! When is this, you Mai Sutu are still so unkind!"

In the quiet and silent house, more and more people began to complain.

"not me!"

Mai Sutu was so angry that his face was flushed red, and he felt aggrieved. The first voice that spouted blood just now sounded like Doliku's. It's all crooked.

"If I, Mai Sutu, did that fart just now, let me, Mai Sutu, die tonight!"

When Mai Sutu opened his mouth, he was immediately besieged by crowds. Everyone said that you, Mai Sutu, could not hope for anything better. You will die tonight, so how can we live well?

A quarrel broke out in the originally oppressive and dreary house.

It's just that they didn't notice that the desert at night started to wind at some point, and the howling ghosts and howling wolves rolled up the yellow sand, crackling and flapping against the tightly sealed wooden windows.

The movement was very light at first, but it tended to intensify in the middle of the night, bang bang, the wind and sand kept beating on the sealed wooden window, listening to the wind and sand outside, it was like ten people were full of wild thoughts, whether it was the wind and sand hitting the window or When people are knocking on the window, bang bang bang!

The sudden knock on the door startled all the ten elders in the house.

Boom!

Bang bang bang!
The knocking on the door continued and became louder and louder. At the end, it was no longer knocking on the door with the palm of your hand, as if you were knocking on the door with your arm.

But no matter how scared they were, no one responded, and no one went to the ground to open the door. They still remembered Jin An's reminder before dark that if they wanted to survive, they should pretend to be asleep no matter what they heard at night and not make any noise.

It seems that no one has opened the door, and the sound of walking away can be heard outside the door.

Just when the people in the room were about to relax, bang bang bang, this time it was not the sound of knocking on the door, but the sound of knocking on the wooden window. The wooden window was on the side of the bed, and the sound of knocking on the window was coming from the head, bang bang Bang, the voice became more and more irritable, as if he was venting his inner resentment with endless resentment.

This is a very torturous experience, knocking on the door and knocking on the window for a while, what is going on outside, but nothing can be seen, and the unknown is often the most frightening.

At this moment, Mesutu and the others who were huddled together on the bed couldn't help but think of Karma's horrible death. Did Karma experience the same thing as them last night, which is why he died so badly?

Did Karma, in extreme fear and helplessness, ask them for help, trying to wake them up?But they slept so fast that no one woke up to help him, until the devil came into the house and hanged him...

The more frightened a person is, the more his body can't help shivering, and his mind is full of all kinds of scary pictures. This is the instinctive fear of people when they face death. Even Mai Sutu, who is the most courageous, turns pale with fear. I no longer have the heart to laugh at others for being timid.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die, Apa Ata help me, I'm scared! Apa Ata, I'm so scared!" Someone covered himself in the quilt, crying out of fright, and urine began to waft from the house It smells like someone peed in the quilt because of being scared, but at this time, everyone can't protect themselves, and no one will laugh at the scared person.

Perhaps because no one opened the door or windows, the movement outside the house suddenly stopped, and the night suddenly became too quiet, which made people unable to react.

At this time, the time passed very long, and I don't know how long it has passed, when there were hurried footsteps outside.

Bang bang, there was a knock on the door outside, and Keremu, the owner of the caravan, shouted urgently: "Come out, everyone, come out, it's on fire, it's on fire, I don't know which bastard set fire to the inn!"

"The inn is on fire!"

"Everyone come out!"

"The fire is already here!"

Keremu's knock on the door went further and further away, as if he was knocking on the door and shouting from room to room.

There was not only Keremu knocking on the door, but also bearded people knocking on the door. There were chaotic and hurried running sounds in the corridor, and there were many people screaming for help, shouting fire, fire, fire everywhere.

Hearing the chaotic movement outside, the ten people in the house widened their eyes in horror. Through the crack of the door, they saw that there was indeed a fire burning outside. The fire had already burned outside their door, and it would be too late if they didn't run away.

"There are fewer and fewer voices in the corridor. Could it be that everyone has forgotten us and stopped coming to save us?" Someone began to shout anxiously.

"Then what should we do now?"

"Are we really going to be burned to death if we stay here?"

Just when they were hesitating whether to run out too, Keremu’s hasty knock on the door came again: “Is there anyone inside, Mesutu? Doliku? Anduo? Just open the door and yell, and I'll find someone to rescue you right away!"

Hearing someone calling his name outside, Doliku didn't care about it anymore. He was afraid of death, afraid of being killed by the devil, and also afraid of watching his skin and clothes stick together and slowly burn to death. The clumsy one will get out of bed and open the door: "Boss, I, I am Doliku, we are all in the house, don't leave, wait for me, I will open the door and go with you right away! I, Doliku, don't want to be burned Die here!"

No matter how others blocked him, Doliku insisted on opening the door, crying and shouting that he didn't want to be burned to death by the fire. Seeing that Doliku was about to touch the door, Mai Sutu, who was in a hurry, slapped a few big-eared melon seeds and put Dolly Ku was stunned.

"are you an idiot!"

"Hurry up and wake up!"

"If the person outside calling us to open the door is really the boss, if there is a real fire outside, how could the sound of Daoist Jin'an sharpening his knife be still there!"

"Have you forgotten what Daoist Jin'an said, don't open the door no matter what you hear, stay until dawn before opening the door!"

Mai Sutu took the opportunity to slap Doliku hard on the face again. Although his hands hurt from the slaps, there was a hint of relief and enjoyment in his heart. Damn, it was revenge at last.

The more he thought about it, the more relieved he was, and he wanted to give Doliku a few more big-eared melon seeds, but Doliku called out in time: "Don't hit me, don't hit me, Mai Sutu, are you crazy! I just don't open the door! Just keep hitting!" It's about to die!"

After being slapped several times, Doliku was already awake, not only him, but everyone else was also awakened.

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The sound of sharpening the knife outside continued unhurriedly from beginning to end, without interruption.

What Mai Sutu said was right, if the inn really broke out, why didn't Priest Jin'an run for his life in a hurry, instead he was still sharpening his knife leisurely!

"Daoist Jin'an once said that it is easy to invite the devil and difficult to send the devil. It must be that the devil outside wants to trick us into opening the door. As long as we don't open the door, the devil can't come in!" Mai Sutu comforted everyone.

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The young Taoist priest was still sitting at the entrance of the inn with a big horse and a golden knife, facing the long knife in his hand on the whetstone. The lights of hundreds of houses were extinguished, and the city of Yueqiang, where everyone was already asleep, seemed extraordinarily quiet and dark, with the sound of sharpening the knife. Far away in the open and dark night.

suddenly.

There were panicked footsteps on the dark street. A tall woman in a black robe and a black scarf, with only her hands and eyes exposed, dressed conservatively and could not see her curves, seemed to be being stalked by something behind her. Chasing, she hurried on the night road under the moonlight, turning her head from time to time to look at the long and narrow street stretched infinitely by the night behind her, with a panic expression in her eyes.

When she passed the inn and passed the young Taoist priest who was sitting at the door sharpening his knife in the middle of the night, she gave him a surprised look.

The woman in the black robe and black scarf just took one more look at the young Taoist priest in surprise, and continued to walk away in a hurry. Just as she walked past the young Taoist priest, suddenly, with a crisp ding, a very valuable gold ring fell to the ground. Finally rolled to the feet of the young Taoist priest.

The woman didn't seem to notice that she had lost something, and quickly walked away, disappearing at the end of the dark street.

But the woman came back not long after she left.

She looked down all the way, as if she had lost something.

She found the young Taoist priest who was still sharpening the knife at the entrance of the inn. She looked a little uneasy and hesitant, and finally mustered up the courage to ask softly: "Dao, Taoist priest, did you see the ring I dropped just now?" ?”

Her accent is not pure Kangding Han language, with a strong nasal sound, and some words are blurred.

After the woman asked three or four times, the young Taoist finally raised his head from the constant sharpening of the knife. He raised the long knife in his hand, flicked the red blade lightly with his fingertips, and a red rainbow burst out from the blade. , like a blushing round of a big sun, and like a round of high-temperature fire waves, oscillating in the air like water ripples, dazzling and dazzling.

The woman whose whole body was covered with only a pair of eyes exposed suddenly paled in shock.

"Finally sharpened the knife."

"It shouldn't get stuck in the bones when chopping people up."

The young Taoist slashed at the air several times with a long knife in his hand, then looked at the woman in front of him with a stern face, and said in a cold voice, "You said you dropped a ring, did it drop from your left hand or your right hand?"

"What, what!" The woman subconsciously hid her hands in her robe, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes.

She noticed something was wrong with the Han Taoist priest in front of her.

The young Taoist priest was still slashing the air with his knife, and said to himself expressionlessly: "I guess you dropped the bracelet on your left hand yesterday, but you dropped the ring on your right hand today."

"Do you think you're going to lose your head off your neck tomorrow?"

When it came to the end, Jin An finally raised his head, his eyes flashed coldly, without emotion, he calmly looked straight at the tall woman in front of him.

(End of this chapter)