Holy Bone

Chapter 63 Smile
Click!

It was quiet, and in the dark night, there was another sound of fingernails scratching and struggling.

This time it came from the hut where the dry wood was stacked.

When Jin An rushed in, he still found nothing.

No figure was found.

Except for the back of the firewood house door, there were yellow signs that had been scratched to pieces, as well as a large number of blood-stained nail scratches.

……

Click!

This time, it came from the house where he stayed before.

When Jin An carried a long knife and kicked the door with one foot, the man walked in impatiently, this time from a wooden box storing sundries.

Likewise, when he opened the wooden box, he still didn't catch anything.

Jin An was strong and vigorous, and he ran back and forth several times, but he didn't feel anything. Instead, the old Taoist kept tossing back and forth behind his buttocks, but the tossing broke him.

Tired like a cow panting.

As soon as my butt touched the bench in front of the square table in the room, I was so tired that I didn't want to get up again.

Jin An also felt that going on like this, he was being tricked all the time.

He looked around the house again, but found nothing.

So, he directly pushed open all the doors and windows, and then immediately sat down at the square table, intending to just sit back and wait.

Next, Jin An, who was already fed up, didn't move like a mountain, no matter how much movement there was outside.

He was so tired that he was panting, his upper body was paralyzed on the table, and he had no sense of immortality.

late at night.

The hazy moonlight outside the house seemed to be obscured by a cloud of dark clouds. The interior of the house, which was originally illuminated by the moonlight outside, became darker and darker as the night went on.

suddenly.

Empty, no one is silent outside the house.

The gloomy, painful struggle that made one's scalp chill, and the sound of fingernails scratching hard against the hard wall tiles resounded again.

Z, Z, Z...

The voice was especially harsh and sharp, deeply scratching into the blue brick with deep hatred and monstrous resentment, as if the fingernails were scratched in the hard wall brick, in this deep night sky, it sounded very scary and evil.

Jin An looked towards the voice. Outside the dark window, there seemed to be a famous child squatting.

After being ignored, did you finally stop hiding?

Jin An was holding the knife in his right arm, his muscles were tense, because he held the knife too hard, and the veins and blood vessels protruded. He calmly looked at the head of the child squatting on the sill outside the window.

"The doors and windows are not locked."

"Come in if you want."

But Jin An's words seemed to frighten the head of the child hiding under the windowsill, and in the hazy darkness, the child's head disappeared.

The dark night outside the window.

Back to empty again.

desolate.

Jin An snorted coldly and ignored it. He was tired of being played like a cat and mouse.

Next, there was a long period of calm.

Jin An made a rough calculation, and when he entered the ugliness, before the dawn when the sun and the moon alternated, the strange sound of scratching and slapping the fingernails, which had been calm for a long time, for help sounded again.

this time!Right under the bed next to you!

Less than ten steps away from Jin'an!
Close at hand!

"Little brother……"

Inside the pitch-black room, the old Taoist sat upright, and he had a shadow. He remembered that he had rested on that bed not long ago...

The old Taoist had already reached into the Tai Chi Bagua cassock, trying to grab a handful of glutinous rice to ward off evil spirits.

"finally come!"

Jin An leaned on a long knife in his hand and turned to look at the bed that was nearby.

Jin An did not act rashly and immediately rushed over with a knife. He was worried that after disturbing the evil spirits, he would return without success again. Jin An sat still and pondered for a while, so he slowly lowered his head and bent over.

Jin An sat on the spot, his waist lower and lower, in the dark room, Jin An quietly bowed his head and bent over, as if he was the evil spirit, and the evil spirit who hides under the bed in the middle of the night is the innocent...

Head lower and lower...

lower and lower...

Under the bed, a group of thin and curled figures struggled, scratched, and slapped the bed board.

It was a mummified, scorched child whose skin was cracked, his whole body burned to black, and he died in the fire.

Just when Jin Jing quietly bent over to see the charred child under the bed, his eyes met, and in the darkness, Jin An grinned.

"you lose……"

"I caught you!"

Jin An smiled happily, very harmless and gentle, but in the dark room, he quietly bent over to look under the bed, and then I caught you, but with a burly that made one's scalp explode. gloomy.

Then, Jin An slashed out without saying a word.

I have endured you for a long time!

Die!

The scarlet sword shadow, with the domineering explosive power of scarlet blood, Jin An's body and blood boiled and transported, the man strode out, burst out and rushed out a step, already in front of the bed, slashed with a knife and a half moon, and smashed the wooden bed heavily.

boom!
The sturdy wooden bed was smashed into pieces by the domineering red blood energy on the knife and the violent explosive force, and exploded violently in all directions.

"Get out of here!"

Jin An drank.

A group of thin black shadows, in the smoke of the explosion, slyly jumped towards the door, trying to grab the door and escape.But at this moment, the black shadow of the scorched corpse retreated at a faster speed.

Two charred, corpse-smelling black footprints were left on the ground.

It turned out that the old Taoist had already sprinkled a ball of glutinous rice near the doors and windows. The glutinous rice itself has the pharmacological effects of hanging wounds and detoxification, and it is a yang-qi grain that nourishes the middle and replenishes the qi.

Can overcome evil.

"Good come!"

Jin An didn't say a word, facing the black shadow of the scorched corpse that returned, the red blood burst out, and the knife light took the scorching hot breath and red light after the blood boiled, and simply smashed Huashan with a sharp strike.

Boom!

The back of the charred corpse was severely slashed by the red blood energy, as if it was hit by the thunder cannon. Tear open the flesh and blood on the back of the charred corpse, revealing the bones!
The brave and explosive force brought by the Scarlet Blood Force, even the offensive, smashed it like a solid cannonball and flew out.

boom!
The house trembled, and there was a loud explosion. The huge force on the knife actually smashed the black shadow of the charred corpse and flew out of the house.

The charred corpse shadow stumbled up from the rubble and fled into another nearby house.

It was Dazhuangzi of Hu, Jin An was surprised. Isn't this the yin house of Dazhuangzi that the old Taoist said he wanted to live in at the beginning?
Jin An didn't have time to think about it, and the man rushed out of the hole in the wall and chased into the big village with a sword like a dragon and tiger.

"Old Daoist, protect yourself!"

Jin'an's voice fell, and people had chased into the big Zhuangzi.As a result, Jin An saw at first sight that a carriage was parked in the courtyard of Dazhuangzi.

The horse pulling the cart had disappeared.

Jin An frowned. Isn't this black wooden coffin the lost dart that Monk Park Zhi described to him?
There was a black wooden coffin on the carriage, but the black wooden coffin had been opened at this time.

The corpse of the old man with the rat face inside was gone.

The coffin is divided into five colors, the black coffin can suppress evil, and the old corpse of the deserted village in the black coffin ran out?

(End of this chapter)