White Bone Monkey King

The movement at Goulan Washi alarmed the Chang County Yamen.

It even alarmed Feng Baotou, who was still injured.

The Qingming Temple Fair is getting closer.

The more the yamen dare not relax their vigilance.

When Capt. Feng rushed to Goulan and saw that the flower-picking thieves were Jin An and the old Taoist priest, he immediately knew what was going on.

"Young Master Jin'an and Taoist Chen, you appeared at Goulanwasi. Did you discover something else?"

After Feng Captou asked, he was stunned, so strange, why should I say it again?

Jin An, who saw an old acquaintance and was misunderstood as a prostitute who picked flowers late at night, breathed a sigh of relief. Then he pushed Li Yanchu out and asked Li Yanchu to do this manual job of explaining to others.

After listening to Li Yanchu's explanation, Feng Baotou looked surprised.

"Mr. Jin'an, who is this woman?"

Feng Captou looked at the frightened young woman who had woken up, was wet and shivering wrapped in a quilt, and was being comforted by several sisters. He asked Jin An uncertainly.

Jin An explained: "Her name is Xiliu. When we heard the watchman's screams and chased us to the hook next door, Miss Xiliu was already unconscious and collapsed at the mouth of the well."

"But Miss Xiliu seemed to be affected by evil spirits. She couldn't remember anything after she woke up. She couldn't remember why she went to the yard to get water from the well in the middle of the night to wash her hair."

"For more specific information, you have to ask these two watchmen to know."

Since it was all a misunderstanding, Capt. Feng came forward to guarantee that Jin An was not a prostitute who picked flowers. Therefore, the Xiang Yong who had originally surrounded Jin An opened a passage.

Although the misunderstanding was resolved.

But Jin An feels that his reputation as a flower-picking thief will never be wiped clean for the rest of his life! From now on I am no longer a clean person!

I didn't see the old Taoist priest enjoying himself so much that he smiled crookedly.

For interrogating people, Feng Captou still had to take action.

The uniform of the court arrester Feng was wearing was much more intimidating than Jin An's pleasant questioning.

This is called official deterrence.

Ordinary people are naturally afraid of official authority.

"Which one of you brothers screamed just now?"

Feng Captou interrogated in a deep voice. Under the majesty of the official family, the two brothers He Da and He, who had never seen such a big battle before, calmed down after a long while.

"Capture, Lord Catcher, I was the one who screamed just now..." He Er said with a pale face still in shock, his forehead was still sweating, and his voice was trembling.

"Why are you screaming in the middle of the night?"

"Did you see something?"

Feng Captou drove away the local warriors, leaving only a few trustworthy government servants.

"Two faces! Two faces!"

"She turned back and looked at me, and I...saw two female faces on her face!"

He Er was still a little frightened and spoke incoherently. He pointed in the direction of Miss Xiliu, which frightened Miss Xiliu into crying.

After several more interrogations, He Er found out what the so-called two faces were about. At that time, He Er saw another green and transparent woman's face on Miss Xiliu's face.

Feng Captou asked him if he still remembered what that woman's face looked like?

He Er shook his head. He was so frightened at the time that he still had the courage to take a closer look at what a transparent face looked like.

After tonight's shock, He Er was so shocked that He Er might not be able to recover for a month or two.

At this time, Feng Captou noticed that the old Taoist priest had been frowning, so he asked: "Taoist Master Chen, what do you think?"

The old Taoist priest kept saying that it shouldn't be done, it shouldn't be done.

Then he replied: "My little brother and I used corpse oil to cover the yang energy of living people, and stayed in the hook fence to wait and see. As a result, there was something sinister in the hook fence next door, but we didn't notice anything."

"But according to what He Er said, it seems like he was possessed by an evil spirit."

"That doesn't make sense."

"It doesn't make sense."

At this time, Jin An spoke again: "Whether he is really possessed by evil spirits, it seems that the only way is to test his body."

Next, under the arrangement of the Goulan boss, Miss Xiliu and several Goulan stewards were arranged to enter a room alone.

Xixisuosuo.

Everyone stood outside the door, waiting for the result. The room was silent, except for the faint sound of a woman taking off her clothes.

It takes about a minute to touch a stick of incense.

The door was opened from the inside, and the results of Xiliu's physical examination were confirmed. It turned out that he was possessed by evil spirits.

"No, no, this makes even more sense. Why didn't my little brother and me, the old Taoist, notice anything when they were keeping watch at night?"

The old Taoist priest walked around frowning.

Even Jin An was surprised.

How on earth could this evil spirit escape him and the old Taoist? There was no trace of it at all. This was a bit unexplainable.

"Are there any other abnormal findings on Miss Xiliu?" the old Taoist priest asked again.

"this……"

The few Goulan stewards who were responsible for the physical examination thought about it for a moment, and then someone stood up hesitantly: "A few people from the slave family found a tattoo on Xiliu's body. I wonder if it is an abnormality?"

"Tattoo?" The old Taoist priest was startled.

"What kind of tattoo is it?"

Miss Xiliu actually has tattoos on her body, which is indeed a bit beyond everyone's expectations.

Although tattoos are also popular among the people, and some people with unique personal preferences will find a craftsman to tattoo themselves, but after all, they are a small number of people.

In the past, only criminals and slaves would get tattoos to brand themselves.

Although ink punishment has been abolished now, most people still cannot accept tattoos on their bodies.

Nowadays, ordinary people are able to accept tattoos and tattoos, but being able to accept them does not mean that they will definitely like them.

Xiliu's tattoo is on the ankle. It is about the size of a quarter of a palm and is not obvious. It is a very small tattoo.

Under Xiliu's worried and anxious eyes, the old Taoist priest walked back and forth to carefully observe the tattoos on Xiliu's ankles.

"Little brother, are you still a pure Yang body?"

The old Taoist priest suddenly turned to look at Jin An.

"?"

Jin An didn't react at all.

The old Taoist priest explained patiently: "Little brother, you are still a Shaoyang boy, right?"

Really.

If you have to be experienced, I can explain it so straightforwardly.

"..." Jin An's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Seeing Jin An's dark face, the old Taoist priest instantly understood. He no longer continued to embarrass Jin An, but asked Feng Baotou and other officials present.

Let me ask you who is still the first brother?

As a result, the elders present all straightened their backs and shook their heads proudly. They had already broken the pure Yang body.

Ancient people got married and had children early.

You can be a father at the age of eleven.

The big bosses present found it difficult to swallow the bland vegetarian soup after eating the meaty soup.

The old Taoist priest searched around and finally returned to Jin An. The old Taoist priest rubbed his palms and said: "Little brother, you are still a pure Yang in your weak years. There is nothing to be embarrassed to answer."

"It's important to save people. I'll lend you a drop of blood, little brother."

"..."

The old Taoist priest had already moved out of his righteousness of saving people, and Jin An couldn't hold back anymore. He borrowed a knife from Feng Baotou, pricked the skin of his fingertips, and according to the old Taoist priest's instructions, he dripped it on the tattoo on Miss Xiliu's ankle. A drop of pure Yang blood.

Now!

Like pouring cold water into boiling oil, ah!

Miss Xiliu screamed in pain, and the tattoo on her fair and tender ankles suddenly started to emit green smoke, and a stench of corpses emitted.

Everyone present was shocked by this unexpected scene.

"Sure enough, I guessed the same as I guessed. This is the thorn talisman left by the Yin-thorn master!"

After listening to the old Taoist priest's explanation, everyone finally understood what a Yin-thorn master was.

Yin tattoo masters can use special techniques to tattoo ghosts on living people, thereby preventing diseases and disasters, and bringing good fortune, similar to raising ghosts for good luck.

But the Yin Tattoo Master is even more evil than raising a ghost, because he seals the ghost soul directly into the flesh and blood of a living person in the form of tattoos.

With a living person to cover up the evil atmosphere!

No wonder even Jin An and the old Taoist priest failed to notice it in time!