"Jin An, you negative Taoist!"

"Have you ever done anything you regret in your life?

Ye Niang looked at Jin An, who was holding wine in one hand and a knife in the other, and was walking towards Feitouman, she shouted at Jin An's back.

The voice was cold.

As if the heart is dead to loneliness, silence.

Hearing the voice behind him, Jin An paused slightly, and then continued to walk towards Feitou Man with a knife without looking back, and his mood and will were never shaken.

"The transformation of heaven and earth is high and deep, and the way of the saint is hidden and hidden. It is not only faithful, benevolent and righteous, but also upright. ”

Jin An poured a sip of strong wine and laughed and slaughtered towards Feitou.

That back.

Dashing.

Free.

Freedom of care.

"Jin'an!"

"If a woman dies for you, and a woman who has been guilty of you twice dies in front of you, I don't know if you will regret it. You, a hard-hearted Taoist priest, will you leave a tear in my Ye Niang's heart? ”

Ye Niang's voice was calm.

There was no hysterical ranting.

There is no sorrow, nor wrath.

The drunken figure who was slaying demons and subduing demons drew his sword, at this moment, he finally paused, but he just paused and continued to kill the flying head man in front of him without looking back, without looking back at Ye Niang behind him.

Then.

On the ground, he drew a complex talisman array with his own essence and blood, his body trembled, and his face was painful, after so many people dragged Jin An for him, his division access control method was finally prepared.

The flying head closed his eyes violently.

Separation of body and head.

A capped head flew into the air with a piercing scream.

"Jiuli tribe 3,869 village - the last descendant of the eighty-third generation of Feitou Village, here is willing to sacrifice the ancestors of Feitou Village with their own longevity and blood, today's descendants encounter a strong enemy, I am afraid to fall here, I implore the ancestors to save the descendants, if I escape a catastrophe today, I am willing to sacrifice three pairs of boys and girls to the ancestors!"

After the flying head man screamed and spun around the headless corpse, the flying head man flew into the formation and picked up a note on the ground.

The note had a little figure drawn on it.

A bloody sword pointed directly at the villain's heart.

On the villain's facial features, a person's facial features actually appeared, with complete eyes, ears, mouth and nose, it was Huang Zinian at this time.

And there are three words written on the villain's body, which is Huang Zinian's full name.

After Feitou picked up the note on the ground, he chewed it directly in his mouth, this scene was exactly the same as the picture of the headless Gu King in the golden coffin of Headless Village with the eight characters of his life in his mouth.

But this flying head man obviously won't be so kind, and he will change his life for Jin An.

"Bite you to death, bite you to death, the bull-nosed stinky Taoist priest from the Five Organs Taoist Temple, even if I fight for the price of half a Jiazi, today I will curse the Huang Zinian who is possessed by you to die tragically today, you will be trapped in this dead person with a rotten body for the rest of your life, and slowly endure the decay and suffering of the body, and you will not be able to return to your soul!"

"I curse you, when your body rots into white bones, it will be the day when your body dies and your soul is gone!"

"I curse you......"

Flying heads are crazy.

He chewed on the note in his mouth, his stinky teeth were bitten black and filthy, and he cursed Jin An loudly with vicious and hateful eyes.

Just when the flying head barbarian issued a vicious curse, the blood array on the ground rushed into the thick thick blood light of the water tank, and in the dark, there was an ominous omen.

Startled, Jin An's temples jumped suddenly.

Uneasy.

But before Jin An could make a strong move to kill Feitou Man and interrupt the evil law ceremony, the Five Blessings Emperor Plague Exorcism Talisman he held in his Yuan Shen suddenly brightened spiritually at this time.

Bloom with the dazzling aura of five-colored auspicious clouds.

The Five Plague Messengers are also called the Five Blessings Emperor among the people.

Under the auspicious light in the Zhaozhao Void, there seems to be a tall phantom of the general of the Divine Court wearing a five-colored robe, holding a structure and a jar in his hand, a leather bag and a sword in his hand, a fan in his hand, a hammer, and a kettle.

There is no need for Jin An to sacrifice the rune, Huang Fu took the initiative to eliminate the disaster for Jin An.

"Oh! no!"

"Why, how is it possible, why is it ......?"

"I'm not reconciled!"

The screams of Feitou Man sounded in the blood light formation, not only did he not curse Jin'an, but he was cursed by himself, and the last descendant of Feitou Village died tragically under his own curse.

The skull decayed into white bones in an instant, and the original god was trapped in the skull and could not escape, but in a few breaths, the original god fell, and with the death of the body, the death of the person was like a lamp extinguished, the soul lamp went out, and the soul was cut into a soul by his own curse.

The Flying Head has been preparing the curse for so long.

In the end, it became his own painting as a prison.

Avenue Induction!

Three thousand yin virtues!

The plague exorcism charm not only has the miraculous effect of removing plague and disease, but also dispels disasters and curses.

It's just that this time to block the next curse for Jin An, the consumption of the plague exorcism talisman is also not small, with a crisp sound, the plague exorcism talisman in the hand of the Yuan Shen dissipated, exploded into crystal powder, dissipated in the void, and disappeared.

"Old man, are you evil again?"

One person broke the inn and dozens of evil cultivators, and Jin An turned around with a murderous aura to look at the old beggar who had been sitting in a shoe that had not moved.

Although the old beggar was unkempt, but did not have an unkempt and foul image, he raised his finger and tapped the charred corpse of the wine, meat and monk at Jin An's feet.

"The little Taoist is brave today, Taoism is really vigorous, there are many talents, and there is a generation of geniuses. Old man, I appeared in this Mandarin Duck Mansion Inn today, not to come to you for the small path, but to arrest the traitor of my Heavenly Master's Mansion and go back. ”

Jin An looked down at the charred corpse of the wine and meat monk at his feet.

This wine and meat monk didn't know what method he was cultivating, and he was not split into ashes by the Five Thunder Evil Talisman, but half of his body was charred.

And as the wine and meat monk was hacked to death by the thunder of the sky, his disguise was broken, revealing the deity, which was a long-bearded man wearing a gossip feng shui robe, deliberately disguised as a monk to walk the rivers and lakes, hide his whereabouts, and avoid the tracking of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

The old beggar looked at Jin An and said with appreciation: "Little Daoist, today I have to see the posture of bravery, uprightness, subduing demons and subduing demons, which really opened my eyes to the old man." ”

"Originally, the old man wanted to change the cup with the little Taoist chief, and talk about the wine as a New Year's friendship, but I have no choice but to bring this traitor to the Heavenly Master's Mansion as soon as possible, don't say goodbye to it for the time being, maybe we will meet again soon in the near future, and then get to know you well, hahaha, old man, I will leave first. ”

As the words fell.

The old beggar who had been sitting at the table in front of him burned his body and turned into a small paper figure.

When Jin An looked at the traitor of the Heavenly Master's Mansion at his feet again, the corpse at his feet was gone.

"Pretending to be a ghost. ”

Looking at the little paper figure that was gradually burning out, Jin An's face was flat, and then he no longer cared about the mess in the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

He is just a small Taoist priest in a small Taoist temple in Fucheng, and his hand is not so long that he can reach to the Heavenly Master's Mansion in the capital.

At this time, the Mandarin Duck House Inn was completely quiet.

Not long ago, there were dozens of noisy inns, and there were only three people left at once.

Jin'an.

Scholar Ma Jingwen.

Ye Niang.

"Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, and every inch of green silk is sad. Look at the moon-shaped single look at each other, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal. ”

"Daoist, does this poem have a name?"

Ye Niang asked Jin An calmly.

This moment of her.

No more shouting Jin'an's name.

Instead, he called him a Taoist priest.

All said that the priest had few desires, and only asked about the ease, not about the fetters of Hongchen.

Maybe this is Ye Niang's state of mind at this moment.

Jin An did not evade: "A Chinese ghost story." ”

"A Chinese Ghost Story, A Chinese Ghost Story... What a poignant name... Only envy mandarin ducks, not immortals. ”

"I know that people like you disdain to look at a woman like me, and you will never fall in love with a woman like me, since you won't have true feelings for me, then I will let you remember me forever, let you always remember that there was a woman who died for you, so that you will never forget the Ye Niang in the Mandarin Duck Tower for the rest of your life. Taoist priest, remember the last side of Ye Niang today, I want you to live for the rest of your life in remorse that once a woman died in front of you. ”

Ye Niang's voice was calm.

At this moment, she is no longer the female devil who was born with a charming bone and seduces readers everywhere.

It's just an ordinary woman with a dead heart and a desperate heart.

She looked at the man in front of her very seriously.

She is not looking at Huang Zinian, but the Jin'an Yuan Shen in Huang Zinian's body, and she wants to keep in mind this negative man who made her emotional twice and failed her twice in a row.

It's not heartbreaking.

No self-pity.

There is no such sorrow and tears as the little woman.

Only the peace of mourning is greater than the death of the heart, everything starts in the calm, Ye Niang's black hair is scattered, and finally like thousands of steel needles pierced into the back of her own head, Peng!

A generation of female devils who kill people without blinking.

Fragrance and jade loss.

Fall in front of Jin An.

The body exploded into a mist of blood in the air.

Bite.

With a crisp sound, a woman's ivory comb fell to the ground, white and flawless, pure without a trace of dirt, and a teardrop smashed to the ground as the ivory comb fell to the ground.

Comb to the hair, wealth does not have to worry.

The second comb is combed to the hair, disease-free and worry-free.

Comb three combs to your hair, and meet nobles.

......

Then comb to the end, relatives and friends to help celebrate.

The second comb is combed to the end, and the mirror is dyed with crimson.

Three combs are combed to the end, and the origin and edge are extinguished.

Five hundred glances back in the past life can be exchanged for one passing in this life, and I use a thousand times to look back in exchange for stopping in front of you in this life......

Ay.

Jin An came to the table, overturned the table, grabbed the collar of the scholar Ma Jingwen, who was already too frightened to stand, and walked outside the Mandarin Duck House Inn.

I don't know.

Scholar Ma Jingwen kept crying in his mouth: "There is another one! There is another one!"

The rain outside the inn stopped at some point.

The clouds dissipated.

Revealing the night star.

When Jin An grabbed the collar of the weak scholar and just stepped out of the Mandarin Duck House Inn, he saw two familiar figures standing outside the courtyard of the Mandarin Duck House Inn.

It is Mr. Feng Shui, Mr. Yi.

and the old man Zhong Laosan, who returned to the state of the divine soul and had a green lotus leaf on his head.

Except for the paper piercing man possessed by Mr. Feng Shui, which was worn out, and the big old man who lost the knife and paper piercing, the two of them were a little embarrassed, but there were no signs of injury on their bodies.

"Mr. Yi, Senior Zhong!"

"It's great that you're okay!"

Seeing that the two were fine, Jin An's eyes were overjoyed, and he stepped forward to greet the two.

"Prince Jin'an, have you finished dealing with the affairs in the Mandarin Duck Mansion Inn?" Mr. Feng Shui seemed to be a pun, looking at Jin An meaningfully.

The expression on Jin An's face was not abnormal, he nodded, said nothing, and seemed to answer Mr. Feng Shui's words.

Jin An didn't want to talk more about this matter, so he asked about the situation of Mr. Feng Shui and the big old man being trapped this time, did they kill Mr. Yuan, who was the leader of this gang of antique dealers?

"Zhong Laosan and I were trapped in the depths of the painting world, and killed their Ling Yu, but unfortunately in the end, we let this group of people escape two people, one of whom is Mr. Yuan, the son of Jin'an, this person named Mr. Yuan does have some ability, and at the last moment, he can actually make the little drought fight back against us. ”

"However, after this battle, only two people in this group escaped, and it will be difficult to achieve a climate in the future. ”

Mr. Feng Shui said, glancing at the night sky behind Jin An.

Jin An's face was calm, he didn't need to look back, he already knew what was behind him.

A black void.

Standing stood a huge figure in a red robe several feet high.

The man was dressed in a red robe, wearing a black gauze hat with hard wings, and his face was as pale as a dead man coated with thick white powder.

Shaped like a ghost and like an evil wild god.

The yin and yang picture scroll in his hand, one end in his hand, the other end fell to the ground, and the picture scroll was painted nothing else, it was the Mandarin Duck House Inn.

In front of the courtyard of the Mandarin Duck House Inn, there is a night burial mound.

And in the hazy and vague distance, there seems to be a village with sporadic lights, which is Sanshui Village.

At this time, Jin An took Ma Jingwen and walked out of the Mandarin Duck House Inn in the picture scroll, and Jin An turned around and saw the mysterious giant in the dark night behind him.

The soul hook pen in the right hand of this huge figure was pointing at the Mandarin Duck House Inn, as if it was the soul hooking pen in the hand of the underworld judge, and he wanted to hook someone's soul, but his soul hooking pen was still a few feet high from the painting scroll, and his body was completely unable to move.

Because of his huge body and torso position, I don't know what kind of heavy blow he received, and there was a hole wound the size of a grinding plate.

Piercing the wound through the huge hole.

You can even see the bright moon after the rain stops, and you can see the bright moon when you open the dark clouds.

It was this fatal wound that ended the life of the red-robed giant.

......

......

Next, Jin An set fire to the inn in front of him, the picture scroll, walked out of the tomb, took the scholar Ma Jingwen, followed Mr. Fengshu and the old man, and went to Sanshui Village to rescue the villagers who were killed by antique dealers.

When all this is done, it is already the end of the day, and in an hour it will be dawn.

Jin An Yuan Shen went out of his body, returned his body to Huang Zinian, let him take good care of his mother-in-law, and when he returned to his hometown to bury his parents, he had nowhere to go, he could come to the Five Organs Taoist Temple to find him, and the Five Organs Taoist Temple would not be too many pairs of dishes and chopsticks.

Subsequently, Jin An asked Mr. Feng Shui for a pair of paper to tie people's empty shells, and one master and two servants talked and laughed all the way, exchanging their cultivation experiences with each other, and hurried to the city without hurrying.

On the way, Jin An also talked about the old beggar he met in the Mandarin Duck Mansion Inn, and asked Mr. Feng Shui and the big old man if they knew this person.

Both said they didn't know each other.

But they can go back on behalf of Jin An and ask Madame, Madame seems to know a lot about the affairs in the capital......

The two escorted Jin An, all the way back to Fucheng safely, and one master and two servants finally separated at the gate of the Five Organs Taoist Temple.

"Mr. Yi, Senior Zhong, thank you for your help tonight, and thank you for borrowing two masters to help me get rid of the big trouble in my heart. I have a letter here, I wonder if you can pass it on to your wife?"

Before parting.

Jin An handed over a letter sealed with wax and oil.

Mr. Feng Shui and the old man naturally did not refuse, and the two agreed.

After seeing the two leave, Jin An turned around and returned to the Five Organs Taoist Temple, and waited for him to return to the house and return to the body.

Sigh.

Get up from the bed.

Walked up to the paper man in front of him, and took out a few things from the paper man's arms, except for a few looted artifacts, one of which was a white and immaculate ivory comb that was the most conspicuous.

Squeak.

Jin An pushed open the door of the house.

Walk under a green tree in front of the house, dig up the soil, and bury the ivory comb in your hand under the green wood in the backyard of the Taoist temple.