Holy Bone

Chapter 87
Square table.

Long wooden bench.

Dim flickering firelight.

Bronze lamp oil.

There is a pot of porcelain flower teapot and a few upside-down teacups on the table.

Paper windows.

It was dark outside the window and it was already late at night.

correct!

I remembered!
When he woke up, his mind was still somewhat muddled, but he was completely awake, and Jin An remembered that this was his room.

Later, he planned to get out of bed and ask Laodao about Miss Xi Liu.

As a result, I just wanted to get up with my palm on the bed, but I noticed a strange feeling on the bed...

"Ok?"

Jin An's eyes were puzzled and surprised.

"what happened?"

"Why is the bed wet?"

Jin An sat up and touched the sheet lying under him with his palm. The sheet was actually wet, with damp water vapor.

Jin An frowned in confusion.

But there will be no clue for a while.

So, he plans to wait and ask Laodao, and by the way, how long has he slept in total?

At this time, Jin An, after a sleep, has recovered to the peak state of qi and blood.

Refreshed.

Dragon spirit and tiger fierce.

All this is thanks to the Centennial Shengui Dabu Tang, which made up for his loss of qi and blood in time.

To be replaced by someone else.

The blood loss is so severe.

It takes at least one or two months to recover, which is still under the nourishment of daily qi and blood tonic.

I don't know if it was because of the early recovery from a serious illness, Jin An, who just woke up, felt a little dry, and he walked to the teapot in front of the table.

Uh.

Jin An's forehead hangs a few black lines.

When he mentioned this, he couldn't help thinking of a sketch by Guo Degang.

One of the five laws of TV dramas, when a person who is injured and comatose wakes up, the first sentence is water, water, water, or thirst, thirst, thirst...

That's it!

Jin An lowered his forehead with a black line, lifted the teapot, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"what?"

Jin An suddenly snorted.

Because he saw that there was a cloud of black ink pouring into the teacup along the tea...

Jin An frowned and stared at the black ink in the teacup.

I saw that the black ink rolled in the tea first and slowly turned.

Then slowly stand still.

It wasn't until the black ink came to a stop that Jin An's scalp became numb and he could see clearly, what kind of black ink is this!It is clearly a mass of dark and thick long hair of a woman!

However, Jinan did not wait for a response.

fierce!

Under the black woman's hair, she opened a pair of terrifying resentful blue ghost eyes!
Staring at Jin An with malice!

It was exactly the same vision that appeared in his mind when he rescued Miss Xi Liu during the day.

Jin An's complexion changed greatly. His left hand, which was bandaged and holding the teacup, trembled with fright, and the tea in the cup swayed. As a result, the long hair of the woman disappeared again.

The tea in the cup has returned to normal tea, and there is nothing unusual, as if what he saw just now was just an hallucination after he recovered from a serious illness?

Jin An put down the teacup, took a deep breath, and slammed open the lid of the teapot, but the teapot was not stuffed with the terrifying mass of women's hair he imagined.

There was only a pot of plain tea in the teapot.

A few pieces of yellow and green tea leaves of poor quality floated on the water, spinning and spinning weakly.

Facing the abnormality in the room, Jin An's back shuddered, his eyes sank, and he looked around the room. At this time, he had already noticed that there was something abnormal in this room.

When he looked at the bed, his eyes flashed a little thoughtfully.

Jin Anxin was an old Taoist who was in danger. He picked up the tiger sword on the side, pushed open the door, and strode out of the room.

"Old Road."

"Old Road."

Jin An was worried about the safety of the old Taoist priest and went straight to the room where the old Taoist priest was.

It turned out that the old Taoist priest was not in the room, and the room was empty.

Jin An's head tightened. While he was in a coma, the old Taoist must have had an accident, right?Just when Jin An was worried about the safety of the old Taoist priest and continued to call the old Taoist priest, at this time, there was a sudden movement in the yard, and then he saw the old Taoist priest with chopsticks in one hand and a small wine cup in the other, running in a hurry. came in.

"Come, come, I'm here."

When the old Taoist just ran into the room, he happened to meet Jin An who was looking for him, and the old Taoist immediately became happy: "Little brother, you are finally awake."

"Great."

"You've been sleeping for half a day, and I'm worried to death."

When Jin An saw that the old Taoist was all right, he was so nervous that he breathed a sigh of relief.

On the contrary, the old Taoist acted as if nothing was wrong, and asked the little brother what was wrong with you.Why does it look like the soul has been lost but not found?
And asked what I was doing when I called the old man just now?
Jin An was asked three times by the old Taoist's heartlessness, and he lost his temper.

He looked at the chopsticks and small wine cup in the hands of the old Taoist priest, and asked the old Taoist not to sleep in the house at night, but what to do in the yard at night?
Hearing Jin'an's words, the old Taoist smiled suddenly. It turned out that Feng Zhaotou was treating guests tonight, bringing his own ingredients, and asking the old Taoist to cook hot pot in the yard to eat, rewarding Jin'an and the old Taoist for the people of Changxian County.However, Jin An has been sleeping, so it is cheaper to eat the old Taoist priest.

Just now, the old Taoist priest was cooking hot pot with Feng Chutou in the courtyard.

Jin An: "..."

In vain, he was still worried about the accident of the old Taoist priest, but the old Taoist priest was eating and drinking outside.

When Jin An accompanied the old Taoist out of the house, he saw Feng Zuotou, who was sweating profusely eating hot pot, with a table and stove in the courtyard.

As soon as Feng Zhaotou saw Jin An, he hurriedly greeted Jin An to come over and eat hot pot together.

Jin An looked at Feng Zhaotou who was talking to him enthusiastically, and opened his mouth to speak. He originally wanted to persuade Feng Zhaotou to leave, but he was worried that when something happened here, Feng Zatou would be implicated.

But after thinking about it, Feng Zhaotou is just an ordinary person. Once he steps out of his house and walks alone at night, he may be targeted by evil spirits, and he will die.

Jin An pondered for a moment, and finally left Feng Zhaotou.

"Then I'll go into the house and get a pair of bowls and chopsticks."

After Jin An finished speaking, he called the old Taoist away again: "Old Taoist, I forgot where the saucer saucer was placed. Come and help me find it together."

The old Taoist muttered, and he, who had already sat down again, didn't want to get up, but seeing the serious expression on Jin An's face, he lifted his butt, and got up and followed.

"Feng Zhaotou, sit down first, and if there is anything, call us loudly."

Jin An brought the old Taoist priest who was reluctant to look back into the room. Before the old Taoist priest could complain, Jin An had already told the old Taoist priest all the strange scenes he had just seen in the room with a serious face.

After listening to Jin An's words, the old Taoist looked startled.

He subconsciously wanted to take a sip from the small wine cup in his hand to suppress his shock, but the small wine cup had just reached his mouth, and the old Taoist shuddered with fright.

"No, it stands to reason that we have indeed succeeded in exorcising evil spirits during the day..."

Jin An asked seriously, "Is there a possibility?"

"That ghost isn't dead yet. Although we forced it out of Miss Xi Liu's body, it was only seriously injured and hidden during the day. When the yin qi became cold at night, it revived and recovered?"

(End of this chapter)