White Bone Monkey King

Zhong Laosan: "?"

The big-headed old man touched the top of his head inexplicably due to Jin An's words.

As soon as he touched the top of his head, he subconsciously touched the green lotus leaf growing on the top of his head.

The old man who was already happy felt even more happy now. He really lived up to his name, full of vitality and greenery.

Jin An was already amused by the big-headed old man's sense of joy, but when he saw the big-headed old man touching the lotus leaf on his head with a confused look on his face, he felt even more happy, and he was so happy.

As the saying goes, meeting an old friend in a foreign land makes you overjoyed. After Jin An greeted the big old man, he asked him why he appeared here?

What happened to those yellow paper people just now?

What's going on in this village?

Seriously speaking, the first time Jin An met the big-headed old man was also because of the yellow paper man. At that time, the big-headed old man beat villains with the soles of his shoes and drove away those with evil intentions for Jin An.

Hearing Jin An's inquiry, the old man who was originally overjoyed to meet his old friend, his face darkened. He looked at the quiet village in front of him at night, shook his head and sighed, "Little old man, I'm here to send back the scared villagers." Lost soul."

"Not long ago, a famous evil cultivator passed by here and caused a lot of harm. He was a flying-headed man who practiced the black witch's head-dropping technique. The flying-headed man lay outside the window and peeped at the villagers sleeping in the house. Those villagers were startled outside the window in the middle of the night. Seeing the decapitated head, I was so frightened that three souls and seven souls came out of the body. These villagers have relied on the mountains to survive for generations. Those souls who were frightened subconsciously ran into the cold and cold mountains to hide. Little old man, I used the method of summoning spirits. The bell and the talisman protect the weakest souls of ordinary mortals and bring them back together."

"This village built on the mountain is called Taishan Village. There is a town weapon in Taishan Village. The town weapon is the iron sword that I carried with me when I was walking around the rivers and lakes in my early years. When the town weapon in Taishan Village was destroyed, the town weapon was destroyed. I rushed here immediately, but unfortunately, I was still one step behind."

The lotus leaf on Zhong Laosan's head seemed to be connected with Zhong Laosan's mind. As Zhong Laosan's mood became depressed, the swaying lotus leaf also drooped down.

Just like a living thing.

Humans have three souls and seven souls. When people are in great sorrow, joy, or anger, they are easily traumatized, physically weak, and unable to afford serious illness.

If a person is severely frightened or stimulated, it is easy to scare away the soul and soul. The three souls and seven souls of the person are incomplete. At the least, the person is stupid and stupid, unable to take care of himself. In severe cases, he cannot sleep, his body dies, and he dies.

If an ordinary person sees a ghostly severed head floating outside his dark window in the middle of the night, or wakes up in a dark room and sees a dead fish-eyed severed head floating on the bed as soon as he opens his eyes, Head, people under extreme fear will definitely be scared out of their wits.

And people with incomplete three souls and seven souls do not even have the chance to enter reincarnation and be reincarnated.

That's why the big-headed old man will do whatever it takes to retrieve the frightened souls and souls of these villagers, so that the villagers who were killed by Feitouman can re-enter reincarnation and be reincarnated as human beings.

The words of the big-headed old man reminded Jin An that when he was in Xiba Village, Chang County, the other party had also used the soul-controlling technique, and the hundreds of souls in the mountain were brought to him two coffins, one white and one black.

"Mr. Jin'an, why did you appear in Taishan Village?"

The lotus leaf on the head of the big old man swayed in the dark night, just as funny as someone shaking his head in front of Jin An, not to mention how green it was in the dark night.

Next.

Jin An briefly described the story of his pursuit of Feitou Man, an antique merchant, to the old man. After hearing what Jin An said, the old man immediately expressed that he would go with Jin An to find that group of antique merchants and accompany Jin An to pacify them. That group of antique dealers.

"Young Master Jin'an is really a kind-hearted man with immeasurable merits. As expected, my wife was right about the man... Even Yi Sheng, the picky, fussy Feng Shui guy, has been praising Young Master Jin'an ever since he came back from the ancient tombs. Plus, in front of my wife, I keep praising Mr. Jin An that you are a great virtuous person in the ninth generation, with extraordinary bearing and great merits."

"It's just that this Feng Shui thing is a bit unscrupulous. I didn't get the water-sharing beads for you, Mr. Jin An. In the end, you had the shamelessness to go see the madam. Just in time, I will accompany Mr. Jin An for a walk today. Damn, that stinky Feng Shui guy didn't get the water beads for you, Mr. Jin An. Today, I will go out and grab the water beads for you, Mr. Jin An. That group of antique dealers from outside Guan who have done many evil things and harmed the natural world. Little old man, I have seen them unhappy for a long time. If it were not for the difference between yin and yang, little old man, I cannot show up during the day and cannot interfere with the order of the world. Little old man, I will definitely cause trouble for those antique dealers."

The big-headed old man praised Jin An, but he didn't forget to praise himself as well.

Coupled with the shaking of his head, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a stand-up comedian is playing allegro to himself, singing and harmonizing.

Jin An: "?"

Senior Zhong, something is wrong with you.

"The villagers of Shantai Village have been kind to me in the early years. Tonight is the time for me, Zhong Laosan, to repay their kindness..."

"...At the same time, we are also protecting Mr. Jin An. There are many people in that group of antique merchants. Mr. Jin An, you are not alone here. There is no shortage of help."

After finishing speaking, the big-headed old man looked at the boundless Hundred Thousand Mountains beside him, and said thoughtfully: "Speaking of the hiding place of that group of antique dealers, these boundless Hundred Thousand Mountains are the best hiding place for thieves. , This mountain has a heavy yin energy, and the terrain is complex, which is the most convenient place to hide all kinds of snakes, insects, rats, ants, and evil spirits..."

"Master Jin'an, please wait a moment. I'm going to call for more helpers. As for who is most familiar with these green mountains and green waters, it's Yi Sheng who is a bad Feng Shui man."

"It's just in time to call him here to give him a chance to atone for his crime and make meritorious service. Tonight we will support you, Mr. Jin An, and we will go to grab the water beads together."

"!"

Jin An watched Lian Zhu Pao talking, where the big old man was talking to himself, and he couldn't get a word in. Sure enough, the big old man was still the funny big old man he was familiar with.

As early as the first day they met, Jin An felt that this guy had a talent for stand-up comedy.

The primary talent of stand-up comedy is not being afraid of awkward conversations alone.

However, it can also be seen from this that although the big-headed old man has been harming Mr. Feng Shui all the way, he has a deep friendship with Mr. Feng Shui. On the surface, he is a sharp-tongued person, but in fact, he is heartless. He has been saying good things to Mr. Feng Shui in front of Jin An.

…

Later in the night.

The crescent moon hangs alone.

Like the loneliness that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, it is desolate and cold.

Under the vast darkness, a man was carrying a lantern and hurriedly came on the night road. There was no wind on the road, and every step he took was a long way. This reminded Jin An of those lands in mythical stories that use the magical power to shrink the ground into an inch. immortal.

Although it is not as good as the magic power of shrinking into an inch, covering ten miles in one step, or traveling hundreds of miles, it still has the same effect.

When he got closer, Jin An discovered that the person who came was not a Feng Shui master, but a completely unfamiliar white-faced middle-aged man.

The lantern the other party held was not an ordinary lantern, it was actually a chicken bone lantern.

"Chicken bone lantern?"

Well.

Jin An looked surprised.

This chicken bone lantern is not unfamiliar to him at all. When he once went to Chang County to help the evil master in the white coffin kill the old clay sculpture in the coffin temple, he saw the chicken bone lantern in the hands of the dead Chen Pi. .

Chicken bone lantern.

Strong yang energy.

It can immobilize people’s soul.

Ordinary evil spirits cannot blow away the soul fire in the chicken bone lantern.

The only thing that can blow out the flames of chicken bone lanterns and candles is the breeze of nature and a breath of yang energy from a living person.

"Yisheng met Mr. Jin An. As soon as Yi Sheng got the news about Zhong Laosan, he immediately came to help Mr. Jin An kill the group of antique dealers."

The unfamiliar white-faced middle-aged man crossed the stone bridge over the river in front of Taishan Village and came to the entrance of the village. When he saw Jin An and the big old man, he immediately came over with a happy face and bowed.

"You bastard of Feng Shui, why did your soul come out of your body and possess a paper-pricked person? Where is your physical body?"

The big old man yelled with a dissatisfied expression on his face.

The white-faced middle-aged man was respectful to Jin An, but he was completely rude to the big old man. As soon as the two met, they bickered: "Zhong Laosan, what do you know!"

"My physical body is a hundred miles away, and I am doing a big thing for my wife. I am trying to figure out in advance where the passage to the Heavenly Paradise will appear."

"As soon as I got the news from you that I saw Mr. Jin An, I lit the chicken bone lantern with my soul all the time and rushed to help Mr. Jin An."

"It's not like you are so idle. You fish in troubled waters every day. You can't even deal with a group of antique dealers, and you have to recruit reinforcements to ask me to take action for you."

Being told that he was poor, the big old man was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at his eyes: "You stinking Feng Shui man, stop farting. Little old man, I am following the madam, and while I am waiting for the madam, you are still making a fuss in the mountains. Where are the savages?"

"No matter how great the big thing you do, if you do a hundred big things, can it be greater than the contribution I made in helping my wife to behead her old body, helping her to return to the world, and sharing her worries and solving her problems?"

As he spoke, the big-headed old man imitated an ape and beat his chest in a hilarious manner, which opened Jin'an's eyes to what it means that the apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait can't stop crying...

As soon as Mr. Feng Shui met the big old man, they started to quarrel with each other with red faces.

But this does not mean that the two have a bad relationship.

Quite the opposite.

Jin An could tell that the two had a deep friendship and were close friends for many years.

The deep friendship between two men does not depend on who is polite to you on the surface, which is all false and false. A truly deep friendship between men is to be able to trust your back when the storm is turbulent and the blood is shed. The other party can drink a glass of wine and eat a pot of dog meat hot pot together when the weather is calm, and then belittle each other.

When Mr. Feng Shui and the big old man had been bickering for a while, with no intention of stopping, Jin An coughed nearby, and then the two of them remembered that they still had business to do tonight.

At this moment, the soul fire resides on the chicken bone lantern, and the attached paper pricks the body. The Feng Shui master, who walks without wind, starts to do business.

…

Speaking of green mountains and green waters, for ordinary people, it is a maze with complex terrain.

The mountains are filled with all kinds of miasma.

Mist.

Tree shadows.

But for these Feng Shui masters who are good at Feng Shui and have been dealing with the mountains all year round, it is as familiar as being in their own homes.

Mr. Feng Shui asked the big old man to go into the water and pick up a piece of Shantai Village's town weapon.

In the early years, this weapon was the sword carried by the old man. The old man salvaged the fragments very quickly. He plunged into the river and found a rusty sword fragment that had fallen under the stone bridge and was not washed away by the river.

At the same time, Zhi Zharen, holding a chicken bone lantern in his hand, drew a Bagua Gate disc at the entrance of the village.

In the Bagua Gate, Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, and Dui were marked one by one. Then the Zhizha people placed the fragments of the weapon salvaged by the old man from the river in the Bagua array. .

Then, the Zhizhao Man raised the chicken bone lantern in his hand in front of his face and blew gently on the candlelight of the chicken bone lantern.

call--

A mouthful of soul fire blew out.

Fly into the Bagua Gate.

Let everything be spiritual.

The Bagua Gate on the ground actually rotated on its own, and after deducing its position, I saw traces of black evil energy rising from the fragments of the instrument in the center of the Bagua Gate.

Jin An's eyes flashed with wonder.

Looking at the scene in front of me in surprise.

at last.

Baguamen is positioned in the redemption position.

…

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

The shadows of the trees in the mountains and forests are rustling, and the darkness is like countless shadowy trees waving to ghosts, as if they are seducing the living people. The green mountains and green waters during the day become darker and darker at night.

Best for hiding dirt and evil people and practices.

This is a cold tomb under the moon.

This tomb looks to be many years old, filled with ancient history. The tombstones on the roadside have long since disappeared, and it is unknown who the owner of the tomb is... At this moment, the paper-zha man holding a chicken bone lantern in his hand , stood in front of the tomb with Jin An and the big old man.

After so many years of wind and rain, the tomb in front of you has been chipped away layer by layer, leaving only a faint layer of uplifted earth.

Unless someone leads the way.

Pointing to this is a grave.

It is easy for people to ignore this seemingly ordinary piece of land on the roadside and simply ignore it. Who would have thought that this could be a cemetery?

"Mr. Jin'an, the antique dealer we are looking for is in this tomb." Zhizharen, who was holding a chicken bone lantern in his hand, walked around the tomb in front of him that was about to be flattened by time and wind, and looked at Jin with a strange expression. An said.

Not to mention Mr. Feng Shui was surprised, even Jin An had a surprised expression on his face.

"Well."

"Sir, are you saying that those antique dealers are all dead? They buried their bones together in this small grave?"

There's something wrong with this script.

Jin Anxin thought that the group of antique dealers could show up in broad daylight. How could so many people be buried together without the bed being too crowded?

At this time, even the big-headed old man had a look of surprise on his face. He hid his body in the tomb bag, then half emerged from the tomb bag and shook his head at Jin An.

"Mr. Jin An, in this ownerless cemetery, except for an ordinary skeleton after death and some funerary objects in the coffin, there is nothing abnormal."

"Little old man, I went several feet deep and found nothing."

After the big-headed old man finished speaking, he looked at the paper-pricked man carrying the chicken bone lantern and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Feng Shui bastard, you must have misjudged me, right? Sure enough, you are not here in the flesh, and a pile of paper is unreliable."

It's still raining here.

These raindrops wet the paper prick possessed by Mr. Feng Shui, and then were dried by the candlelight in the chicken bone lantern in his hand.

This paper-bound spirit body is very strong with the blessing of the soul.

The white-faced middle-aged man was beaten by the big-headed old man, but he was not angry and said in a deep voice: "The person we are looking for is indeed down here. Has Mr. Jin'an ever heard of a folk tale? "

"It is said that in order to repay her kindness, a female fox fairy transformed into a young, beautiful and graceful woman, and invited the scholar who saved her life to her home. Just when the scholar and the female fox fairy were having fun with each other, they were killed by a man. The passing Taoist priest woke up with a blow to the head. The scholar found that the luxurious mansion around him was gone, and he almost suffocated while lying in a gloomy coffin. And inside the coffin lay a fox, and the fox made the dead man's coffin his home."

After listening to Mr. Feng Shui's words, Jin An nodded sympathetically, pointed to a place not far away and said: "The young and beautiful female fox fairy Mr. mentioned, with a bumpy and unique figure, is seducing a living person and walking towards the cemetery. A beautiful young woman in disheveled clothes?”