White Bone Monkey King

When the government officials were sent away, Jin An asked the old Taoist priest, "Is there really a problem?"

The old Taoist priest answered definitely——

"What a problem!"

"If he believes me, he should try his best to find a butcher to buy a butcher's knife tonight and hang it on the door."

"If he doesn't believe what I say, he will probably have to get his head bruised and suffer a lot of pain before he is willing to believe what he says."

The old Taoist priest, who had been thirsty all the way, suddenly felt his mouth became even drier due to his long speech before.

They are almost dying of thirst.

After the yamen servant left, the old Taoist priest couldn't wait to open the courtyard door and hurried into the lobby of the house to find tea.

While running, he shouted: "I'm so thirsty, I'm so thirsty, I'm so thirsty..."

Jin An was left to be the last person responsible for closing the door.

Gudong!

Gudong!

"Ha~ it's so refreshing! I'm finally alive again!"

After the old Taoist priest drank a bottle of water, his mouth was dry and he immediately became energetic again.

At this time, the old Taoist priests gathered around Jin An, wondering what was so magical about this knife. Would it really bring people illusions every night?

sulfuric acid!

Jin An drew the sword out of its sheath, and the sound was clear and sonorous, which showed that he took good care of it.

Its former owner was a knife fanatic who loved knives.

This knife looks a bit like a horse-killing knife from the northern desert.

Jin An took a closer look and saw that the handle and the blade were actually integrated into one body. The blade was sharp, and the cloth strips on the handle were just ordinary rag strips wrapped around to prevent slippery hands.

When Jin An untied the cloth strip on the handle of the knife and held it in his hand, hiss——

"This knife is so cold."

He finally understood why the original owner of this knife had wrapped a cloth strip around the handle because it was too cold.

It gets cold easily.

After hearing Jin An's words, the old Taoist priest was curious and touched the blade of the sword lightly with his fingertips.

He immediately walked away on the spot: "What a vicious evil spirit."

"The tiger master is the most murderous beast among the four-phase beasts. The sword is named after tiger evil. Little brother, this is a murderous weapon!"

Seeing Jin An's confused look, the old Taoist priest looked solemn and explained: "The murder weapon is also called the blade of killing karma. There are knives, spears, swords, guns, etc., but without exception, they are all the ones that used to have heads rolling around. The weapon falls to the ground. Every time a living being is killed, the weapon will be stained with the deceased's resentment, murderous thoughts, hatred, death energy, evil spirit, cruelty, curse, despair, etc. The heavier the killing, the heavier the killing karma, and the blood stained The more there are, the stronger the evil spirit will be on the weapon.”

"It is precisely because of its heavy killing karma that it has been a custom since ancient times to use it to ward off evil spirits and to put it in people's homes as a weapon."

"If you come across a better karma-killing blade, it will be easier to use than the lightning-struck mahogany sword, the Five Emperors Copper Coin Sword, cinnabar, rooster blood, or owl peach. It can be used without evil spirits before it is even taken out of the sheath." near."

The old Taoist priest's expression became more solemn as he spoke: "In this way, it can be explained why Mr. Zheng and Mr. Zhao carried this knife with them. Over time, they could always see something at night. phantom."

"Those are not illusions, those are the evil energy of the tiger's evil sword, which covers up the yang energy in the human body, and has a tendency to gradually turn away from the guest. When the yang wanes, the yin rises. No wonder you can see some things that you can't see on ordinary days."

"If you really want to talk about it, this tiger's evil sword is indeed worthy of an ominous blade."

"Seize the body?" Jin An thought of a term.

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist priest shook his head.

"This knife is just a dead object. Where did the chaos come from? It should be the evil spirit entering the body, the yang is declining and the yin is strong, it is easy to become possessed, disturb the mind, and eventually turn into a murderous murderer."

Well……

Jin An's face turned dark immediately.

"Little brother, do you feel anything strange when holding this knife? For example, do you feel like stabbing someone?"

Jin An thought for a while.

"It doesn't matter if you chop people, but if you really want to chop firewood, does it count?"

Old Taoist priest: "..."

Little brother, do you mean to scold Mr. Huai that I forgot to chop firewood in lieu of rent money again today?

Jin An did not lie to the old Taoist priest.

He didn't feel anything abnormal in his body.

He thought for a moment.

I feel that maybe it is because of the gap in strength. After all, Changxian County is just a small county. Zheng Captou and Zhao Captou here can only be regarded as third-rate players.

And now, he has already stepped into the ranks of second-rate masters.

This can also explain why the Northland swordsman master was not affected by this sword.

I guess Feng Baotou also guessed this, so he borrowed flowers to offer to the Buddha, firstly to express his gratitude, and secondly to build a deeper relationship with each other.

Jin An decided to keep the tiger sword first.

If anything unusual happens in the future, just return the knife to Feng Captou.

And according to what the old Taoist said, the killing karma is heavy, and to become a killing karma blade, you have to cut off at least a hundred heads.

And it’s not enough to kill ordinary people.

Because ordinary people have weak personalities, it is difficult for them to become evil even after death.

On the contrary, they are green forests, rivers and lakes, murderers, bandits, mountain thieves... These ferocious villains are so courageous and strong that ordinary evil spirits dare not get close.

After listening to the old Taoist priest's explanation and introduction, Jin An's eyes flickered. He wondered what the effect would be if he consecrated the Tiger Saber.

In the past, his moral virtues were scarce and he had no idea of ​​wasting any of them.

But things are different now.

He still has seven hundred moral virtues, and now he has exchanged his shotgun for a cannon.

Thinking of this, Jin An already made a decision in his mind.

…

That night.

A night of silence.

The next day, Jin'an, who had practiced "Black Mountain Gong" all night, faced the vigorous vitality of the morning glow and stood on the roof to breathe in, with white mist steaming between his mouth and nose.

Jin An plans every day of his life to the fullest.

During the day, he practices the sword manual "Blood Sword Sutra" and the hard qigong "Open Stele Hand".

In the evening, I practiced "Black Mountain Gong" from the outside to the inside.

As for the old Taoist priest, he was still in the courtyard holding a cabinet of spiritual tools.

The two do not interfere with each other.

The days just returned to a rare calm.

However, this peace did not last long. In the afternoon, the arrival of an unexpected visitor interrupted the peace.

"Daozhang Chen, you must save me!"

"All hit!"

"Daozhang Chen, you said everything correctly!"

It turned out to be the yamen servant who delivered the knife last night. He left and returned.

"Have bad things started happening one after another today?" The old Taoist priest raised his eyes and glanced at the yamen servant.

The yamen servant nodded repeatedly, with a fearful expression on his face: "When I went back last night, after listening to Daozhang Chen, I immediately went to the butcher to buy a butcher's knife. I didn't even wipe off the blood, and hung it in the middle of the main entrance all night. House."

"That night, everything was peaceful in the house and nothing happened."

"But today during the day, when I was waiting for my appointment, I encountered unlucky things one after another. I either fell down for no reason, or was scolded by the class leader for no reason. No matter what I did, everything went wrong throughout the day..."

"I thought about it for a long time. I have no wife, no concubines, no one to sleep with...just, recently I often go to Wase Goulan..."

"I went there again yesterday..."