Holy Bone

Chapter 701 The Taoist Temple of the Five Viscera

In Jiangnan in April, the spring rain has passed and the weather is getting hotter.

Today, it has been a month since the end of the Song family affair, but this case has been hot in the local area, and it has not cooled down for a month, especially when the last funeral turned into a happy event, which has become an eternal story in Jiangzhou Prefecture.

This is a teahouse for listening to books. A storyteller drank warm tea to moisten his throat. Underneath, there was a boy holding a wooden tray, passing by tables and tables of guests, asking people to order the songs they wanted to listen to.

There are bamboo sticks on the wooden tray, and each bamboo stick has a story name written on it. The guest wants to hear which story, pick up the brush on the wooden tray and draw a circle. This is called ordering, and many people order it. Just talk about which one.

Soon, the boy finished a circle, and then handed the wooden tray to the storyteller.

Mr. Storyteller picked up the bamboo stick, his eyes showed surprise: "Hey, it's the 'covering the coffin case' again?"

No wonder Mr. Storyteller was surprised, because he has talked about this case twice today, almost every day in the past month. It is no exaggeration to say that he can memorize the details of the case with his eyes closed.

"Sir, I heard that you personally experienced the case of the Song family in the south of the city a month ago. My sister has admired the fame of the Taoist Temple of the Five Zang organs for a long time. At the same time, I am very envious of Miss Song and the butcher. I came to Fucheng specially from Yin County, a neighboring county, to listen to you, sir, to talk about the details of that day in detail."

The one who spoke was a luxuriously dressed pink-faced boy. Looking at his clothes, he knew that he was either rich or expensive. When he traveled, there were two or three tables of entourages. The woman at the same table with him was a woman with somewhat similar facial features. She was sitting upright with a serious expression on her face. A look of all ears.

The storyteller was surprised: "I didn't expect this case to have such a big impact that it spread to Yin County."

Snapped!
The storyteller clapped the gavel in his hand, and the storyteller began to talk about the coffin-building case: "A cup of tea in life, a cup of wine in the rivers and lakes, objectively, the tea is already cold, you carefully taste the life in the tea, and listen to me The reason for this 'covering the coffin and assigning blame'..."

"If you want to say that the Daoist Jin'an of the Taoist Temple of the Five Viscera is really a master at solving cases through the ages, the case of the poisonous wife of the Tian family who raised a dog and devoured her son, and the case of a slave of the Song family who blamed the master and devoured the master, each one is more bizarre than the other, and the other is more cryptic than the murderer. In the end, they all escaped. However, Daoist Jin'an has a pair of fiery eyes. This Daoist Jin'an is not only a man of great talent, but also a hero who appears in Tianlinggai during the day, covered in colorful treasures, and descends to the world on colorful auspicious clouds. To solve the case, the coffin is sent to the door. According to the Taoist Master Jin'an himself, he is called "to save the dead, to watch the night for the living"..."

"This time, Taoist Master Jin'an delivered the coffin to the door of the Song family, a grain merchant in the south of the city. They claimed to be entrusted by others. Someone ordered three coffins, one for the murdered Miss Song, and one for the murdered personal maid Caixia. The coffin was for Tie Shuan, a pig butcher who died unjustly. Who is this pig butcher? This is also a poor man named Tie Shuan, who lived in Shengpingfang. He is not yet ten years old and is alone... One dawn a month ago, the Song family was doing business, and Miss Song was already preparing for the funeral, but two strange things happened in the Song family that day..."

As the storyteller slowly talked about Miss Song's coffin being too heavy, the coffin might turn into a dead body when it fell to the ground, and then he talked about the continuous burning of incense sticks, which made two short and one long, and the sense of oppression loomed, a bizarre and unsolved case unfolded step by step, and the tea shop The objective people listened nervously, even though many of the old customers had heard it several times, they still couldn’t help being nervous, while the newcomers were startled by the storyteller’s vivid description, frightened from time to time. He exclaimed, as if he was really at the scene that day.

When I heard about the tragic childhood of the pig butcher, he refused to escape alone in the face of the fire, and he was still trying to save people until his death. This is not only saving people, but also a spiritual salvation. The girl wiped away tears.When they heard that the pig butcher sacrificed his life to save others but was blamed by the murderer, slandered as a heinous murderer, his body was thrown in a mass grave, and the world insulted him as a murderer after he died, everyone couldn't help but yelled, The pig butcher complained.

Hearing that someone reversed the case for the pig butcher, the injustice case was solved, the truth came out, the real culprit was brought to justice, the pig butcher was finally cleared of his injustice, and the audience who were fascinated by the twists and turns of the unsolved case couldn't help applauding, everyone Hurry up.

Hearing that the Song family was grateful for the pig butcher, the Song family offered to betroth Miss Song to the pig butcher. After that, the Song family would pay homage to the pig butcher every year, and also invited the abbot of Jin'an Taoist priest to marry the two of them. When we do it together and achieve a good story of a good relationship, those women who are in love for the first time are moved by this sad and beautiful story, and they cry.

At the end of a story, everyone still has something to say. After rewarding the storyteller, they said they wanted to hear "The Case of the Poisonous Woman."

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The state capital has a population of 30 million, and similar scenes are staged in different places. The fame of the Five Viscera Taoist Temple and Jin'an gradually became popular in Jiangzhou Prefecture.

As the protagonists in the storyteller's mouth, what are Jin An and the old Taoist doing at this time?

Yongle square.

"Little brother! Little brother!"

Early in the morning, the old Taoist rushed into the coffin shop in a hurry, and then looked around mysteriously.

Jin An was cleaning the coffin shop with a feather duster. Looking at the old Taoist priest who was still frizzy and not calm at all, he shook his head: "I finally know why you have been practicing Qi for a long time, old Taoist priest. It can be heard all the way down the street, and there is nothing hidden in it."

Old Taoist: "?"

"Little brother, look at what I have discovered."

The old Taoist approached Jin'an mysteriously, and specifically checked to see if there was anyone else in the store, then he took off his Taoist robe, took out a few short story books and handed them to Jin'an.

Jin An put down the feather duster in his hand, and curiously took the small story book.

"Jin'an Taoist Master Breaks the Case of the Oiranian Painting Boat in a Secluded Residence"?
"Jin'an Dao grows up to break the case of Qiao Yu'er's bead"?
"The Nightmare Case of the Tea Merchant Boss Wife's Nightmare in Jin'an Taoist Warming the Wine and Breaking Liang Ji"?
……

The old Taoist took out a total of seven or eight short story books and handed them to Jin An, with a wretched smile on his face.

"?"

More than a dozen black lines hung down Jin'an's forehead: "What's going on, old Taoist priest? When did I solve so many cases? How come I, the client, don't even know about it?"

"And why are the protagonists in these cases all women? And the owner of the Liangji tea merchant is a widow, right?"

The old Taoist said cheerfully, twirling his beard with his fingers: "Little brother, you are devoted to cultivating in the underworld shop, and you don't hear anything outside the window. Of course, you don't know how famous you are in Jiangzhou Prefecture. There are many boudoirs in Jiangzhou Prefecture. The ladies are all attracted by your heroic deeds of repeatedly solving strange cases. These stories are written about you, the little brother, and those ladies from the boudoirs working together to solve strange cases. Stories about meddling, singing every night, and stories of warmth and fragrance, these small story books are now in high demand and are selling very well. Except for this book "The Nightmare Case of the Tea Merchant's Wife's Nightmare Haunted by the Taoist Master of Jin'an Warming the Wine and Breaking the Liang", this It seems that the owner of the Liangji tea merchant wants to take advantage of your popularity, little brother, and wants to make a bigger name in Jiangzhou Prefecture."

Jin An: "..."

Seeing Jin An's speechless expression, the old Taoist was even happier. It was rare to see Jin An deflated. It’s still this little book, all the bookstores in the city are sold out, if the owner of Chengnan Bookstore didn’t know me, Lao Dao, and the old man told me that it’s my little brother, you want to buy this little book, I wouldn’t be able to get it.”

Seeing the old Taoist suddenly laugh so wretchedly, Jin An had a bad feeling.

This villain book is very thick, thicker than the sum of several small story books, on the cover is a Taoist priest and several female ghosts with lute spirits, "Jin'an Taoist Changyantan Town Ghost Record"!
"!"

"!"

Puff, Black Mountain's internal energy rose from the palm, burning the villain's book to ashes on the spot.

"Ah?" The old Taoist was in pain, bent over to pick up the ashes on the ground, and they turned into nothing with the touch of his fingertips.

"Old Taoist, I haven't had time to watch it yet!" The old Taoist beat his chest and feet in remorse.

Jin An was expressionless: "Old Taoist priest, your roots are not clean, no wonder you have been stuck in Qi training, let me cut off the roots for you, and help you practice."

Old Taoist: "?"

(End of this chapter)