Holy Bone

Chapter 500 A hundred ways to see dirty things!Explore the outside world!
Faced with Jin An's questioning, "A Ping" wanted to speak, but suddenly he bent down and covered his heart in pain, unable to speak.

Jin An looked at it, and nervously asked the red-clothed umbrella girl next to him, "What's the matter with the red-clothed girl? Is there a conflict between the human heart and the paper-made man?"

But before the red-clothed umbrella girl Zhizha could answer, the paper-zharen "A Ping" suddenly raised his hand and clenched his fist, bang bang bang like a hammer hammering heavily on his heart, every time he tried his best, the heart was too heavy. And the slow beating heart began to beat with all its strength in pain.

Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The heart beat more and more powerfully, and drops of blood quickly flowed all over the paper piercing person's body.

puff.

The paper piercer "Aping" opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of stagnant blood.

That's because of unwillingness, a mouthful of blood stagnated in the heart.

After spitting out the stagnant blood, the pain in the chest of the paper piercer "Aping" eased a little, and he stood up again, bowing to Jin'an and the red umbrella girl paper piercing, just because Although the relationship between paper piercing people wanted to show a grateful expression, the muscles on his face were stiff and expressionless.

A Ping: "Thank you...thank you..."

It took him a long time to finish the two words that are very short for ordinary people. It seems that a person who was sealed in the dark was suddenly released. He has lost his language ability and is still getting familiar with it.

"What happened that day?" Jin An was curious about the unfinished memories.

A Ping shook his head: "Master Dao, you... are a good person... There are some things that I... A Ping... just bear it alone... I don't want to involve too many people..."

When he spoke, he looked down at his exposed heart, that heart, which was beating heavily with all its strength.

Jin An looked at each other sincerely: "Back then you were kind enough to take in three little beggars, which caused you to be killed, but the proprietress of the steamed stuffed bun shop not only didn't harm me, but was kind to me, she still kindly took an outsider into the shop. They are all good people! And without the help of the proprietress, I would not be able to subdue the jumping corpse in this Fushou shop. In this way, the proprietress helped me several times, and I only helped the proprietress once. I still owe the proprietress a favor, so There is nothing to be burdened or not involved, well, you have to pay it off, otherwise you will only owe more and more."

He spoke from the heart.

He really wanted to help this kind-hearted couple.

After learning about the bad luck and suffering that happened to the couple, he could understand more deeply how much courage was needed to take that step when the proprietress was kind enough to take him in.

"Shufang!"

A Ping, the paper-wrapping man, had no difficulty in speaking of this name, as if the name had been remembered in his heart for a long, long time.

He was eager to return home, but when he ran to the door of Fushou shop, he stopped again. He moved carefully and reluctantly lay behind the door and looked at the steamed stuffed bun shop opposite.

The steamed stuffed bun shop is still open late at night, and the beating fire is like a small twilight light guarding the night, and it is also like a watchdog waiting at the door for her husband to come home, hoping that one day her husband will be able to return home. Back home, the proprietress has been quietly guarding the door of the bun shop, looking at the closed Fushou shop.

Obviously there is only one door, but Ah Ping never had the courage to open the door and take that step. His face was full of longing, pain, and reluctance. If paper piercing people could shed tears, he might have burst into tears by now.

"child……"

"They took... me... and Shufang's child..."

"When I get my child back... I can stand in front of Shufang with a clear conscience..."

He cast a last reluctant look at the proprietress, and stepped back step by step, far away from the door. His exposed heart was full of guilt.

The two people who have been separated for many years should have been happy to reunite, but because of a door, they have become people in two worlds. There is a distance called so close to the world. Although you and I are very close, you can hear The sound of my heartbeat, I can see your slanting shadow of the moon, but it is difficult to see you in this life, just like the farthest horizon, because I can't stand in front of you with a clear conscience.

Ah Ping covered his heart in pain and bent down. He hammered his heart hard with his fists again and again. After spitting out another mouthful of blood, the angina was relieved.

In fact, when A Ping said that the child was taken away, Jin An immediately had a bad feeling, and his expression darkened.

Reminiscent of A Ping's words, and then reminiscent of the blood that has been bleeding from the proprietress's legs, although the other party did not say what happened to him at the beginning, Jin'an already understood that this child, who may not have seen the world, was killed in front of his parents. Cut out alive from the womb of a pregnant woman.

When thinking of this truth, Jin An's heart was heavy.

What on earth does the ghost mother want to do!
Why put him through this!

What is the truth of this nightmare world!
I don't know if it was because of the matter of the Baozipu couple, or because there were too many distracting thoughts in his mind, Jin An felt a little upset.

Jin An: "Actually, she has been waiting for you to go back."

A Ping squatted down again with angina pectoris, his heart convulsed and ached. That heart was like a human emotion, showing everything outside, allowing outsiders to directly see the changes in his heart. A Ping hammered his heart several times again. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, the heart convulsions got better.

He stood up again: "I know."

Jin An: "Then why don't you go see her?"

"She worked so hard to survive for you."

A Ping once again covered his heart, this time he resisted the pain in his heart, just like he resisted to see the person he missed the most immediately and chose to retreat: "Therefore, I have to find it all the more. our children."

As the conversations with Jin'an increased, Aping's speech became more and more fluent.

Jin An thought for a while: "But I still think your idea is a bit extreme and a bit selfish. The reunion of relatives will not delay the two of you, husband and wife, to find a way to find the child together."

A Ping: "Master Jin'an, do you have a family and a career, do you have any children?"

Jin An shook his head.

A Ping showed a sad and painful expression on his face: "The pain and self-blame of losing a child may not be understandable to you, Daoist Jin'an. I don't want Shufang to recall the past memories because of those three demons. I would like to bear it alone."

"I would also like to ask Daoist Jin'an to tell me that I feel guilty and cannot stand in front of her. Some things must be done, borne, and redeemed!"

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As the door of the Fushou shop was opened from the front, seeing Jin An coming out, the proprietress of the steamed stuffed bun shop immediately looked over. She looked through Jin An's body and looked behind Jin An, but Jin An was the only one who came out of the Fushou shop. people.

Jin An looked at the proprietress with a complicated expression. He first said that everything was going well, and then told the proprietress exactly what A Ping asked him to tell.

After listening to the bun shop proprietress, she was silent at first, then walked back to Baozi Pavement, brought out steamed meat buns for Jinan and put them on the table.

"eat."

Jin An understands that the proprietress is not good at talking, and this is a way of thanking him and expressing gratitude. He was a little uncomfortable in his heart, so he grabbed the meat bun without hesitation and gorged it, and praised the proprietress's craftsmanship while eating. it is good.

Chirp chirp, Big Gray Immortal also jumped onto the table and ate with a chubby belly.

Because they hadn't eaten for a day, although they had eaten a few meat buns hastily before, those few meat buns were not very hungry. One person and one mouse ate two cages of meat buns this time before they finally couldn't eat any more.

When Jin An and Hui Daxian returned to the Fushou shop, Jin An also brought back a few meat buns for the red-clothed umbrella girl.

"Girl in red, the proprietress of the steamed stuffed bun shop opposite asked me to bring it here to thank you."

Jin An found a few plates and put the steaming meat buns on. At the same time, he pressed a few stacks of paper money and gold ingots under the meat buns, and then lit three incense sticks and stuck them on the meat buns.

With the burning of the incense sticks, the meat buns are moldy and shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The proprietress's husband, A Ping, was no longer in the store, and the other party wanted to leave him, but he couldn't stop him.

After eating and drinking enough, Jin An began to count all his current assets, because he planned to explore the world outside this street next, and wanted to see how big this bloody world was.

If you can meet A Ping, help him avenge by the way. The couple are good people, and he sincerely hopes that they can reunite as soon as possible and continue to run the bun shop.

One amulet, one peach wood sword to ward off evil spirits, three sticks of strange incense sticks, one copper coin of the Five Emperors, nine coffin nails, a copy of "Record of Collecting Corpses"...

After counting this, Jin An realized that he had become so rich.

As for the pig-killing knife, it was useless to cut the curly blade because it was too hard to chop the skull of the jumping corpse.

"squeak."

Hui Daxian, whose belly was bulging after eating, was lying next to the lamp oil to warm himself by the fire. He curiously glanced at Jin An who was laying out many things like a little money fanatic, and let out a soft cry lazily.

Jin An turned his head to look at Big Gray Fairy, and smiled: "Yes, and Big Gray Fairy and the girl in red."

And these are just the gains of the Fushoudian family, there must be more treasures waiting for him to discover in other places.

It's just that just a Fushou store is so dangerous, and I don't know how big this bloody world is?

He felt that the ghost mother's nightmare world was full of dangers, and there must be more dangerous places.

But it is impossible for him to practice slowly here for 30 or 60 years before exploring the outside world.

Jin An felt that he had to find foreign aid. Well, the girl in red was a great help.

Jin An's expression was sincere: "Girl in red, have you ever thought about going out of the Fushou shop to see the outside world?"

The girl in red, who had been sitting quietly with her legs crossed like a sculpture at the door of the locked room, raised her head and glanced at Jin'an.

Jin An slapped his chest while the iron was hot and said: "I know that the girl in red is worried about the things sealed behind this door. Don't worry, girl in red. I have discussed it with the proprietress of the opposite door before I come. We are all neighbors. As the saying goes, a close neighbor is worse than a distant relative, and the proprietress has agreed to help us take care of the Fushou store. During our absence, the Fushou store will never be left unattended."

Jin An continued: "And we're not leaving here, we're just walking around and can come back at any time."

……

After half an hour.

Jin'an, dressed in a Taoist robe and holding a mahogany sword in his hand, closed the door of the Fushou shop and handed over the key to the proprietress of the steamed stuffed bun shop for safekeeping.

The red-clothed umbrella girl couldn't stand Jin'an's soft and hard talk, and all kinds of hype about the outside world, so she finally agreed to walk out of the Fushou shop with Jin'an.

As for the Great Gray Immortal?
In fact, he didn't intend to bring the Great Gray Fairy.

But for some reason, the other party trusts Jin An very much and must follow him.

In the end, in desperation, he had no choice but to take Hui Daxian on the road together.

This time, because he had the means to save his life, Jin An began to search the street carefully, but the street was too quiet, except for the Fushou shop and the steamed stuffed bun shop, there was no one in the other buildings.

I don't know if these neighbors in the neighborhood were eaten up by the little ghosts and old soul-shouting old men stuck in the middle...

Jin An once promised the proprietress that he would clean up the two cannibals blocking the two entrances for her, so as to attract new customers to the street. Before leaving, he planned to clean up all the dirty things on the street.

He felt that the old man calling for souls was too numerous to deal with, the key was that he was just an ordinary person in the ghost mother's nightmare, and he couldn't see the ghosts called by the old man, so the persimmon was soft. , he planned to get rid of that brat first.

However, when Jin An walked to the intersection, he found that the red cloth package that had been dropped at the intersection and no one picked it up had disappeared.

"Is it being picked up by someone? Or seeing that everyone here has been eaten up, no one will come to pick up the kid and take it home, and the kid left on his own initiative?"

"Or was it scared away by the mysterious footsteps before?" Jin An thought that the old man who called the soul would flee back into the house in fright as soon as he heard the mysterious footsteps. He felt that this guess was the most likely.

Now that the little ghost is gone, Jin An turned back to kill the old man who called Soul.

When Jin An passed by the steamed stuffed bun shop again with a girl in a red umbrella, the lady proprietress raised her head and calmly watched the distant figure, and then continued to knead noodles, minced meat, and steamed meat buns, repeating day after day. With the same action, waiting for her husband to come home.

When Jin An came to the intersection again, he saw the old man shouting at the intersection again. The old man was still the same, with a brazier in front of him, a few bowls of raw rice, and the raw rice was covered with a few pieces of fat and stuck with a few wires. Xiang, shouting soul over and over in his mouth: "Eat rice, eat rice..."

Suddenly, there was a gust of dark wind out of thin air, and then, Jin An saw that the burning speed of the paper money in the brazier was accelerating, and even the burning speed of the incense sticks on the raw rice was also accelerating.

This is when the dead came to eat the meal of the dead.

It's just that in the eyes of ordinary people, there is no one else there except for a soul-shouting old man who eats human flesh.

But Jin'an has his own "one hundred ways to see dirty things"!
This is thanks to the fact that he has learned a lot of traveling skills during the half year with the old Taoist priest. Five emperors copper coins to hell.

The sun and the moon have yin and yang, men and women have yin and yang, and everything has right and wrong yin and yang. The universe is a big yin and yang. For example, copper coins also have yin and yang. The side with words is yin, and the side without words is yang.

If you hold the word with the side up, hold it in your mouth, and press it under the tip of your tongue, you can temporarily suppress the yang energy in your body, open the yin door, and let people see things that living people cannot see, which has the effect of opening the sky eye.

These are what the old Taoist once taught him.

If you use ordinary copper coins, you will definitely not be able to achieve this effect, but the one in your hand is the Five Emperors copper coin from the Fushou shop, which is extraordinary. At this moment, Jin An looked at the old man who called the soul with the copper coin in his mouth...

(End of this chapter)