White Bone Monkey King

"Xiaobao, where are you going?"

Wang Tiegen woke up midway and shouted sleepily.

"Dad, I'm going to pee." was Wang Xiaobao's reply.

"Then pee at the door and don't go further."

"Um."

…

The familiar plot reappeared before us again.

A month ago, Jin'an, as an ordinary person, fell asleep without any resistance. Tonight, although the sleepy feeling came again, he, who was carrying the Liuding Liujia Talisman, could not hold back his soul. Be nourished at all times, and keep your thoughts clear at all times.

Originally, Jin An planned to tear down the headless clay statue as soon as he entered the temple.

But with the appearance of Wang Tiegen and his son, Jin An wants to see what the evil spirits in this coffin temple want to do. If he is asked to choose again, he wants to try to make another choice...

Although he knew that such a move was unnecessary.

But he still wanted to try it again!

Jin An, who was not asleep, also stood up at this time, and then shouted to Wang Xiaobao, who was rubbing his eyes sleepily: "Xiaobao, I have a bamboo tube here, you can urinate directly into the bamboo tube."

Jin An took out the bamboo tube he had prepared early in the morning.

Wang Xiaobao: "?"

Wang Xiaobao, who was about to go out sleepily, was shocked when he saw the bamboo tube as thick as a bowl that Jin An took out from behind.

"Master Jin An, when did you prepare such a big...thick bamboo tube?"

Wang Xiaobao took the bamboo tube and looked at the bamboo tube, which was obviously a very large cup for him. He muttered in his heart, this is more than enough for his father...

Looking at Wang Xiaobao, whose eyes were shining with a hundred thousand whys, Jin An did not explain too much, but coaxed: "Xiaobao, didn't you say you want to pee? Take this bamboo tube and go to the corner to pee."

"This way, you don't have to worry about peeing in the temple and leaving a urine smell."

ah……

oh……

Wang Xiaobao held the bamboo tube in his hand, still looking a little bewildered and unable to recover. Under Jin An's urging, Wang Xiaobao hesitated and embarrassed, holding the oversized bamboo tube, walked to the corner of the temple and peed.

At this time, Wang Tiegen, who had been sleeping in a daze with heavy eyelids, was also awakened by the movements of Wang Xiaobao and Jin An.

"Uncle Wang, do you get up to urinate at night too?"

Wang Tiegen looked at the bamboo tube handed to him. He had just woken up and was a little confused for a moment. He was still in a daze and did not react in time. He only subconsciously took the bamboo tube handed over by Jin An.

Well……

good……

Wang Tiegen took the bamboo tube and woke up only when he walked to the corner where Wang Xiaobao was peeing.

No, I have no intention of peeing at all. What use do I need this bamboo tube for?

When the father and son came back, they lay down to sleep again. It turned out that Wang Xiaobao might be a child with a lot of energy. After being frightened by Jin An's super-large bamboo tube, he tossed and turned and lost all sleep.

Just when Wang Xiaobao was tossing and turning and unable to fall asleep, he heard a movement in the temple and saw that Jin An was adding dry wood to the midnight bonfire. Wang Xiaobao, who had been unable to sleep, also got up and sat around the bonfire.

Under the warmth and baking of the campfire, the childish face looks innocent, always with a cheerful smile.

"Can't sleep?"

"Yeah." Wang Xiaobao nodded as he sat in front of the campfire with his hands and knees wrapped in his hands to warm himself up.

"Mr. Jin'an, can you tell stories? I miss my mother. When I was at home, I was timid and afraid of the dark. My mother would tell me a story every night to coax me to sleep. My mother is a great storyteller. Every time Telling stories can put me to sleep."

"Mr. Jin'an, can you be my mother for a while, tell me stories and put me to sleep?"

Question mark Do you have many children? ? ?

Jin An thought for a while: "Then do you want to hear a longer story or a shorter story?"

Jin An didn't seem to hear the words "I used to be at home" and said in a normal tone.

When Wang Xiaobao heard that Jin An was really going to tell him a story, he cheered and said happily: "Listen up!"

Jin An nodded, and then began to tell a story: "Once upon a time, there was a family who slept with the window open in the summer, and then a mosquito flew in, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing..."

Wang Xiaobao: "..."

"Mr. Jin'an, I've thought about it for a while. I don't listen to long stories anymore. I still prefer to listen to short stories. You'd better tell me a short story."

Okay, Jin An continued to tell the story: "Once upon a time, there was a family who slept with the window open in the summer, and then a mosquito flew in, buzz, snap!"

Wang Xiaobao: "?"

Wang Xiaobao: "!"

Wang Xiaobao looked at Jin An in shock, with an expression of disbelief and disbelief.

"Master Jin'an, don't you have any other stories to tell?" Wang Xiaobao said in frustration.

"This time I want to hear a story that's neither too long nor too short."

Wang Xiaobao hurriedly added one last sentence.

Jin An thought about the story seriously, and then said seriously: "Braised beef, braised duck meat, braised eggs, braised chicken feet, braised pig trotters, braised beef tendon, braised chicken wings, braised pig head meat, braised pig ears..."

After listening to Jin An's story, Wang Xiaobao was even more moved. He was so moved that he was hungry: "My mother told me stories to make me fall asleep. The more I listened, the more I wanted to sleep. But Mr. Jin An, you told the story. The more Xiaobao listened, the less sleepy he became. The more I listen, the hungrier I get.”

At this time, Wang Tiegen, who had been sleeping, couldn't sleep and sat up with a wry smile: "I feel a little hungry too."

Then, Wang Tiegen untied a dry food bag from the bundled dry firewood, took out a few remaining pancakes, and the three of them sat in front of the campfire to bake pancakes.

When the pancakes were heated, Wang Tiegen gave Jin An a piece of pancake. Jin An thanked him and ate it without hesitation.

While Jin An was eating pancakes, he glanced at a remote dark corner behind the clay statue of a headless woman that was not illuminated by the temple bonfire. He arrived at the temple before Wang Tiegen and his son. There should have been a bundle of dry firewood upside down, with a dry food bag tied to the dry firewood.

But now both were gone.

Instead, he appeared next to Wang Tiegen at this time.

"Uncle Wang, your dried plum and vegetable pancakes are very fragrant. Every time I eat them, I feel that the dried plum and vegetable is not sour or bitter. It is appetizing and has just the right amount of sweet and sour."

At this time, Wang Xiaobao said proudly: "Of course, these are dried plum vegetables made by my mother herself. Any food cooked by my mother will be delicious."

Jin An smiled warmly and said: "If I have the chance, I must go to your house to try your mother's cooking. It's better to choose a different day. We will leave this temple tomorrow. How about Uncle Wang inviting me to your house as a guest?"

Wang Tiegen was stunned when he heard this.

Jin An did not urge them. The three of them sat in front of the campfire to keep warm. He was waiting for the other party's reply.

Wang Tiegen and his son both died in the coffin temple. When the headless clay statue in the coffin temple sensed that someone had entered the underworld and attempted to kill the remnants of it left in the underworld, the headless clay statue in the outside world reacted, and its will Then he entered the underworld like a human being and landed on the clay statue in the underworld, trying to kill him. Jin An knew this from the beginning, because both Wang Tiegen and his son were eaten by headless clay statues, and the remnants of the dead souls had merged with the evil spirit. Therefore, when the evil spirit's will came to the underworld, it also brought the remnants of the deceased who had been eaten by it. were taken into the underworld together.

Everything in the underworld is a reflection of the outside world.

Since it can be reflected into the underworld, it can naturally descend into the underworld at any time.

But living people are different, so there is an extra cumbersome step to go to the yin.

"Hey, Dad, why are the pancake crumbs I dropped on the ground just now missing?" Wang Xiaobao suddenly shouted in surprise.

"Gone?"

Wang Tiegen looked over.

Wang Xiaobao pointed to an empty space at his feet and said: "I clearly remember that a piece of crumbs fell here just now. I plan to wait until I finish eating the pancake in my hand, then pick up the crumbs on the ground and throw them outside the temple, so as not to worry about it at night. Sleeping attracts insects and ants. But when I lowered my head and looked again, the pancake crumbs were nowhere to be found."

Wang Tiegen asked curiously: "Could it be Xiaobao that you remembered the wrong location?"

Wang Xiaobao said seriously: "Dad, I won't remember it wrong."

"That's strange..." Wang Tiegen also got up and looked around, but couldn't find the scraps Wang Xiaobao mentioned. He once again checked with Wang Xiaobao whether he remembered correctly.

Wang Xiaobao had the stubborn temper of a child, just like a child who was misunderstood by an adult and was wronged, and stubbornly insisted that he remembered correctly.

When Jin An heard the conversation between the father and son in front of him, he almost subconsciously looked down at his feet. His feet were all clean, and not a single bit of debris fell.

Jin An frowned.

I immediately sensed something was wrong.

According to normal logic, there will definitely be some debris falling off when eating pancakes, but it doesn't make sense that the feet are so clean at this time.

The more Jin An thought about it, the more he frowned. Could it be that... not only the headless clay statue can eat people, but also the entire coffin temple? Including the ground beneath your feet, the surrounding stone walls, and the roof tiles above your head?

When he thought of the top of his head, Jin An suppressed his strength and immediately subconsciously looked up at the movement of the roof above his head. Instead, he turned to look at Wang Tiegen, with the usual gentle smile on his face and said: "Uncle Wang, I feel a little dry after eating pancakes. Can I take a bite?" Do you want water?"

"Of course you can, Mr. Jin An is too polite." Wang Tiegen took off the water bag from his waist, and Jin An raised his hand to catch the thrown water bag.

"Thank you, Uncle Wang." Just as Jin An opened the door, his hand accidentally slipped and the water bag in his hand fell to the ground, and a lot of water poured out immediately.

The clear water accumulated on the ground paved with stone slabs. It did not immediately soak into the ground. Under the flickering light of the bonfire, the clear water on the ground reflected the woman's arms above her head! Countless women’s arms that make people feel numb! It grows upside down on the top of the head, hidden in the darkness, and quietly grabs towards Jin'an!

These women have so many arms! As many as spikes!

The ghastly horror is coming!

Just when Jin An saw an abnormality above his head from the reflection in the water, the coffin temple seemed to be aware of it, for an instant! The bonfire in the temple suddenly went out, and they were suddenly plunged into darkness.

But at that moment, a roar like thunder suddenly exploded in the darkness, buzzing and trembling in the narrow temple. Jin Anxin was fearless: "Ding Chou extends my life, Ding Hai arrests my soul... Six Ding Liujia Talisman" ,open!"

The divine aura of the Twelve Righteous Gods spread across thousands of miles from the indescribable Shanghe Zhaozhao Void, and descended to Jin'an's soul by breaking through the imprisoned Liuding Liujia Talisman.

The coffin temple was dark for a moment, and then suddenly bright, like the vibrant morning sun in the east, jumping out of the darkness, the sun shining brightly, I said there must be light!

There must be light in this world!

A six-foot-six soul protected by a divine weapon and armor, the sun fire on his body drove away the darkness around him, illuminating the pale arms of the women who were densely attacking him from all directions in the temple, from the top of his head, the walls, and the ground beneath his feet.

These women have thousands of pale arms! Thousands! There are so many! Like a ghostly mouth full of shark teeth! The overwhelming and endless mass strangulation headed towards Jin An, trying to tear Jin An into pieces on the spot.

In mythology, there is the Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara.

Now Jin An is trapped in the statue of the evil god with 100,000 arms.

But Jin An's eyes were fearless.

With a sweep of the golden light heavy sword in his hand, a circle of pale arms around his body were sharply grabbing at him, and dozens of them were cut off under the golden light heavy sword.

puff!

Then they were burned by the Liujia Yangshen flame on the golden light epee, and the dozens of arms burned into Yin Qi and disappeared into thin air.

"ah!"

The coffin temple seemed to come alive, emitting the shrill screams of women.

"You are finally willing to show up! No matter if you are a temple or a coffin today, I will demolish this broken temple of yours!"

"I've already seen you very unhappy!"

"Come on! Fuck me to death! I want to see whether you have more arms or my sword is sharper today!"

At this time, Jin'an was like an undefeated god of death charging into battle and fighting on the battlefield. He was leaping on his horse, full of anger, and faced this man-eating temple fearlessly.

Jin'an's words seemed to have completely angered the evil spirit in the coffin temple, and the number of pale arms became more turbulent like a white torrent, covering the sky and the moon, swallowing Jin'an.

Not only is Jin An's momentum not weak, but he becomes more courageous as he fights. He knows that only by having the courage to advance without retreating can he draw on more power from the Shinto, because how can the Shinto be dimmed in the dust?

He is like a rock in the ocean, standing alone against the storms and waves for thousands of years. In the arms that cover the sky and the moon and crowding the temple, he braves the rapids, with piercing eyes in the coffin temple. He was running rampant inside, looking for the sinister body.

The true body of the clay statue of the headless woman is not in the clay statue of the headless woman at all. It is just a deception.

The old body of the evil master in the white coffin has long been integrated with the coffin temple.

Jin An killed everyone in the temple, but the damage to his soul was not light. He cut off his arms every moment, and the divine armor on his body that protected his soul was also hurt every moment. The Yin Qi damage from the arm that covers the sky and the moon.

The divine armor is becoming more and more polluted by Yin Qi, and the Six Ding Liu Jia Talisman is being consumed violently.

He himself was not Liu Ding Liujia himself.

Just borrowed a little bit of the power of the soul.

Perhaps even one billionth of the divine power of Shinto has not been borrowed.

At this time, the hundred thousand pale arms in the coffin temple began to change again, with eyes growing in their palms, and endless terrifying eyes. They all blinked together, carrying an infinite number of evil, cursed, and depraved auras. One hundred thousand arms were one hundred thousand demon eyes, and they stared at Jin An coldly.

"Five thunders of pure Yang! The righteousness of heaven and earth! What kind of evil spirit dares to spy on me?"

"Go!"

ah! A woman's shrill scream sounded again in the coffin temple.

The Five Thunder Emperors, Pure Yang Zhengfa, who looks directly at Jin'an is like looking directly at the Thunder Emperor who blasts the sky and shakes the gate in the east, the Thunder Emperor who shakes the sky with fire in the south, the Thunder Emperor who makes the dark Kunfu in the west, and the Thunder Emperor who turns the sky upside down in the north. , Central Yellow Sky Benglie Thunder Emperor!

Do all kinds of evil spirits dare to look directly at the supreme and majestic God?

act recklessly.

The Five Thunder Evil-Destroying Talisman, which had been sealed three times, was a powerful magical weapon. Before it could be used, Fan Fan's hands and eyes that had just looked directly at Jin An had already closed their eyes and screamed in pain.

Gurgling... There was foul-smelling black blood flowing out of the eyes of the Hundred Thousand Demons, and the injuries were serious.

But these 100,000 arms seemed to be able to change in countless ways. The black bleeding eyes in the palms disappeared and replaced them with a population of 100,000.

"It hurts!"

"It hurts so much, little baby!"

"My whole body hurts!"

"Please, Mr. Jin An, please stop killing me. I have no grudges against you, Mr. Jin An. Why does Mr. Jin An have to kill me!"

"It hurts!"

"It hurts, little baby! It hurts! It hurts!"

…

Those 100,000 people could actually open their mouths and speak human words, imitating Wang Xiaobao's voice, constantly crying out in pain, begging Jin An not to kill him again.

When Jin An heard this, his eyes were as cold as cold lightning.

Covered in divine weapons and armor, he is like a god of flames who has unleashed his fire energy. His soul is filled with yang-fire eyes and he shouts coldly: "Jiawu guards my soul! Jiachen suppresses my spirit! Jiayin cultivates my truth!"

"You're looking for death!"

Jin An instantly regained consciousness from the demonic sound invading his soul, and happened to see the mouths in the palms, with the sharp teeth spitting out ferociously, approaching and biting his soul like saw teeth.

puff!

The golden heavy sword swept across the full moon, and the hundreds of arms around it that were transformed from yin energy were contaminated by the aura of the yang god on the golden light, and were ignited, burned, and dissipated in an instant.

Seeing that the demon eyes and demon sounds are useless, the mouth in the palm of Shiwan Arm disappears. This time, human ears appear in the palm. You are looking for death, you are looking for death... Jin An's murderous shout just now can be heard in the human ear. , disturbing Jin Anxin's mind.

"Ding Chou prolongs my life! Ding Hai restrains my soul! Ding You restrains my soul!"

The swaying mind becomes solid again and becomes indestructible.

Next, the human ear in the palm disappeared, and instead the nose spewed out endless corpse air, evil air, poisonous air, yin air, turbid air, evil air, cold air, ghost air, dark air, resentment air... in various colors, The colors are gorgeous and beautiful, just like the five-color miasma, which is gorgeous but deadly.

"Ding Wei saved me from disaster! Ding Si saved me from danger! Ding Mao saved me from misfortune!"

Although every time the Hundred Thousand Arms changes, Jin An can always avert danger with the help of the divine power of the Six Ding Liujia Talisman, but the consumption of the Six Ding Liujia Talisman is also huge.

In addition, the attacks from the hundred thousand arms were hard to guard against, and Jin An was hit by sharp claws at all times. The yin pollution on the divine armor on the body became heavier and heavier, which further intensified the consumption of the Liuding Liujia Talisman.

But Jin'an is not without achievements.

As he chopped off more and more arms.

The Shinto Yang Fire on the golden heavy sword was cutting off the arms at all times, igniting them, and burning these pale arms that were transformed from Yin Qi.

The growth and replenishment rate of those arms filled with white shadows in the coffin temple is slowing down.

The yin contamination of the divine armor caused by the sharp claws on the arms is also reduced.

Although this change is not obvious, Jin An is still happy. It seems that the evil spirit has been integrated with the entire coffin temple. There is no so-called true body at all, only a vast amount of Yin Qi, as long as he exhausts it. All evil spirits can be destroyed without attack.

only.

Jin An found that with the protracted battle, his Six Ding Liujia Talisman was consumed faster obviously.

I'm afraid that he will consume all the evil energy of Xie Sui first.

He was dragged to death first.

And this is the old body of the evil master in the white coffin after he burned all the merits gained from his past life, this life, and from the Qingqianliu, and weakened most of his cultivation.

After weakening most of the cultivation levels, it is still so difficult to kill.

In its heyday...

Jin An could no longer imagine how terrifying that must be.

I'm afraid he can't even bear to see her face to face.

Unless he uses the Five Thunder Evil-Slaying Talisman at all costs.

"It seems that this time I really have to waste an opportunity to use the Five Thunder Evil-Slaying Talisman!"

Jin An is not the kind of person who is indecisive. Now is the moment of life and death, and there is no room for hesitation. The eyes of the golden-armored soul open and close, shining like cold lightning, and he begins to fight for his life.

But at this moment, Jin An was outside and had not brought the coffin into the temple. The dim candlelight in the soul-inducing lantern suddenly cut off.

split into two.

The candle flames turned into green flames and paper-cut cranes.

Flying into the coffin temple.

As soon as the Yin Qi arm touched the green fire paper-cut crane, in an instant, the green fire paper-cut crane burst into flames with a loud bang in the temple. A hundred thousand arms were blown off, the bones were broken, the tendons were broken, and the bone spurs were exposed.

"ah!"

This time the woman's shrill screams were even more crazy, like the final madness and exhaustion of a trapped beast's fight.

Jin An, who was standing safe and sound, was overjoyed when he saw the sudden change in front of him. This was the half chance of life that Mr. Yin Yang promised him!

Because only Mr. Yin Yang has handled the Soul Lamp, the answer is self-evident.

The severed arms in the coffin temple began to regenerate again, but this time the rebirth speed was obviously much slower.

Before Jin An could be overjoyed, suddenly, he noticed something strange about himself. The concentric golden lock that he had been wearing around his neck and had been calm all the time began to feel warm and hot, filled with hidden spiritual power. , replenish the rapidly consumed Liuding Liujia Talisman and quickly replenish its spirituality.

Jin An was surprised at first, but then he was surprised. Good things come in pairs. This was the half-line of life given to him by the murderer in the white coffin.

"Is it because when dealing with Qing Qianliu last night, the murderer in the white coffin recognized that the Five Thunder Evil Slaying Talisman belongs to the Taoist Yellow Talisman, so he made a special trip to give me this string of concentric golden locks during this trip?"

"The original intention was that I would use the Five Thunder Evil-Slaying Talisman to kill her old body. It was originally to replenish the Five Thunder Evil-Slaying Talisman's spirituality, but ended up completing the Six Ding Liujia Talisman by mistake?"

At this time, Jin An, with divine help, was quick in thinking and figured out the key in an instant.

After about touching a stick of incense.

Boom!

There was a sudden explosion in the coffin temple, as if a solid iron pellet shell had hit the temple. Something seemed to have broken inside the temple, and there was a loud cracking sound.

Next!

A sword light as huge as golden light slashed out from the coffin temple, splitting the coffin temple into two halves.

The coffin temple that was split into two parts did not reveal ruins, but black flesh and blood like rotting corpses, and black blood gushing out, like the water of a black river bursting out of its embankment.

As the dust settled, a handsome young man wearing five-color Taoist robes walked out of the split coffin temple. His body still carried the golden light of Shinto that had not completely faded away, and the blazing clouds bloomed. At this moment, no one could Can't cover up the light in him.

He picked up the soul-inducing lamp outside the temple.

Leave without looking back.

A person is like a drop of ink splashed on a white scroll, leaving a thick stroke of ink. The lonely and lonely figure tears apart this cold world of only black and white, and is incompatible with this world.

Uncle Wang,

Wang Xiaobao,

Taoist priest of the five internal organs,

I finally avenged your blood.

Goodbye, everyone.

We meet each other along the way in life and see you again along the way.