Today's Five Organs Taoist Temple is very lively.

In the afternoon, I just sent Li Que away, a fat man who didn't forget to take three baskets of winter dates before leaving.

A watch after dark.

There was a knock on the door outside the Five Organs Taoist Temple.

When Jin An heard the movement outside, heard the old Taoist priest talking to others, he walked out of the wing room and saw that it was Mr. Feng Shui Mr. Yi and the big old man Zhong Laosan came to visit the Five Organs Taoist Temple, and the old Taoist priest was taking the two behind him to the backyard of the Taoist Temple.

Zhong Laosan is still like that.

This big-headed old man whose soul is raised on a strange lotus leaf will always have a lotus leaf on his head that is bigger than his head.

And by Zhong Laosan's side, there is also Mr. Feng Shui and Mr. Yi.

Mr. Yi also has the same appearance, his soul is divided, he is attached to the body of a paper man and travels at night, carrying a chicken bone lantern that burns his soul.

"Prince Jin'an, it's been about ten days since the last time, I haven't seen you for a few days, and the son of Jin'an has made a lot of progress, and it really deserves to be the son of Jin'an, this is the son of Jin'an I know!"

Zhong Laosan, who wore a lotus leaf as a big hat on his head, saw that Jin An was cultivating as a great advance as soon as he met.

Jin An was also happy when he saw Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan.

"Mr. Yi, Senior Zhong, how did you think of visiting the Five Organs Taoist Temple today? No matter what the reason, as long as Mr. Yi and Senior Zhong come to my Five Organs Taoist Temple, they are welcome. ”

Jin An invited the two of them to sit down in front of the stone table and stone bench in the courtyard.

"Actually, I plan to come to see the prince of Jin'an during the day, and the curfew will be imposed in the city at night, which is inconvenient to travel, and it will also disturb the rest of the prince of Jin'an and the Taoist temple of the five organs in the dead of night. But Zhong Laosan must come with him, and he must also visit the son of Jin'an together, no, I really can't grind Zhong Laosan's pretentious appearance, so I waited until after night to disturb the son of Jin'an and the five visceral Taoist temples to rest. ”

Mr. Yi complained about Zhong Laosan's dissatisfaction.

Zhong Laosan was so angry that his body trembled, like the green lotus leaf on the top of his head, Zhong Laosan said anxiously: "Stinky feng shui, do you have to open which pot you don't want to mention!"

These two people are friends who forget about the year, and they usually love to devalue each other when they have nothing to do, but this has not affected their friendship for many years.

Jin An smiled and watched Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan arguing back and forth, but he didn't take this kind of quarrel between the two seriously.

"Don't bother, don't bother, don't bother at all, it's only a watch now, and the Five Organs Taoist Temple hasn't rested so early. The old Taoist priest came with a smile.

"Mr. Yi, Mr. Zhong, this is the winter jujube fruit that the old jujube tree in Guanli just produced this afternoon, and you also come together, this winter jujube is crispy and sweet. ”

The old Taoist priest smiled and squinted, walked over with a basket of freshly picked winter dates, and put the winter dates on the stone table.

Speaking of which, several people in the Five Visceral Taoist Temple are no strangers to Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan, and they all have dealings.

The old Taoist priest knew Zhong Laosan when he was in Chang County, and the old Taoist priest and the sword sharpening sword also saw Mr. Yi after the tomb of the Dragon King, so everyone was happy, talking and laughing.

"Oh?"

"Today I heard in Fucheng that many people's fruit trees are blooming and bearing fruit at once, and I finally saw the real thing. ”

Since it is a winter jujube in the Taoist temple of the five viscera and the five visceral senses, then this winter jujube must also be a thing of the aura of heaven and earth, so you must taste it. ”

Mr. Yi's demeanor is generous, he has a hearty personality and picks up a newly picked red, red, green and green winter date in the basket, and takes a crisp bite, it is really sweet and refreshing, crisp and sweet, Mr. Yi is full of praise for eating.

The big old man Zhong Laosan refused to lag behind and picked up a winter date, and if he didn't wipe it, he stuffed it into his mouth, ate it with relish, and went down one winter date after another.

"Zhong Laosan looks at you, the starving ghost is reincarnated, and he loses the face of the son of Jin An. ”

"Stinky feng shui, you don't look in the mirror to look at yourself, you yourself are also Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit and swallowing dates, not much better than Xiao Lao'er, let's not laugh at fifty steps and laugh at a hundred steps, they are all embarrassing to our Jin'an son. ”

Although Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan quarreled, their movements were not half a minute slower, and they were afraid that they would suffer a loss and eat a few winter dates less than each other.

This scene is so similar to the old Taoist priest and Li Fatzi during the day.

Jin An was happy to see it.

"Mr. Yi, Senior Zhong, eat slowly, no one will rob you, this basket is not enough, there are winter dates on the tree, when Mr. Yi and Senior Zhong go back, I will let Lao Dao pick two more baskets for the two of them to take back to eat." ”

After listening to Jin An's words, Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan both looked embarrassed, and both of them said that Jin An's son, your dates are so delicious... After a few more greetings, Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan talked about the purpose of this trip.

"Since the last time the Mandarin Duck House Inn said goodbye, there has been no time to find the son of Jin'an, today one is to bring the lady's letter to find the son of Jin'an; ”

Mr. Yi took out a bamboo slip and an ancient book from the paper figure and placed them on the stone table.

The bamboo slip is the "Yin and Yang Green Capsule Sutra".

The ancient book is "Shenfeng General Examination".

The old Taoist priest looked at the ancient yellow bamboo slips on the stone table and was taken aback: "The upper, middle and lower volumes of the Yin and Yang Green Capsule Sutra?"

When the old Taoist priest picked up the bamboo slip and looked at it, he showed a shocked look on his face: "Sure enough, it is a complete upper, middle and lower three volumes!"

And it is also the only annotated book of Mr. Guo Pu, a master of feng shui, which also contains the only book of "Funeral Book" deduced by Mr. Guo Pu from the "Yin and Yang Green Capsule Sutra", both of which are the sacred books of the founding sect that have been passed down through the ages in the feng shui world. ”

"The next volume of the "Yin Yang Green Capsule Sutra", I heard that as early as the Warring States Period of the Hundred Kingdoms War, it has been lost, and the first and second volumes of the "Yin and Yang Green Capsule Sutra" circulated in later generations were still found from a general's tomb, and then the people of later generations gradually completed the next volume according to the content of the first two volumes and the records of many historical records and wild histories, and there must be some discrepancies with the real book. Where did Mr. Yi find the complete version of the Yin and Yang Sutra? It is actually the only surviving copy of Mr. Guo Pu's commentary. ”

The old Taoist priest was excited, he was like a treasure, and he couldn't put down the "Yin Yang Green Capsule Sutra" in his hand.

Just like a man seeing a woman, he is reluctant to put it down in the palm of his hand.

Mr. Yi just smiled and said: "This is what I brought out of an emperor's mausoleum when I was ignorant when I was young, and it can be regarded as letting the "Yin and Yang Green Capsule Sutra" and "Funeral Book" see the light of day together, so that they will not be buried underground all the time and become a pearl in the sea." ”

"Fortunately, when I met my wife later, I realized that I had lost my way, and I have been accumulating yin virtue by my wife's side, and I have been reaccumulating merit for the great mistakes I made in the past. ”

This is the first time that Mr. Yi has taken the initiative to talk about his past experience.

Jin An's face moved.

It seems that it is not only the big old man Zhong Laosan who has a story, but the three souls and seven spirits were scattered by the enemy, and when the soul was almost scattered, he was rescued, and he used big means to raise Zhong Laosan's broken soul on a wonderful lotus, so that he could reunite the soul.

Even Mr. Yi has a lot of stories.

After introducing the bamboo slips and ancient books, Mr. Yi said that another purpose of this trip was to bring a message from the person in the white coffin.

When it came to the message from his wife, Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan both stared at Jin An, who was sitting opposite them, with a strange and appreciative expression on their faces.

"Prince Jin An, you asked us to bring back the letterhead to Madame that day, what did you write in that letterhead? Madame was in a happy mood after reading it, and she was in a good mood for several days. ”

"This time, we also sent a big gift to the son of Jin An, which is a return gift from the lady to the son of Jin An. ”

In fact.

Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan still haven't said a word.

Before the majesty of the phoenix face accumulated by Mrs. on weekdays, they did not dare to have the heart to expire, and after they went back with Jin An's letterhead that night, Mrs. asked about it, and they reported what happened that night, 1510 honestly, and did not dare to hide it.

Including when they met Ye Niang, Jin An robbed his relatives twice in a row, and Jin An killed all sides in the Mandarin Duck House Inn......

It also includes the love poems written to Ye Niang, "Only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals", "In heaven, I wish to be a winged bird, and I am willing to be a branch on the ground", "Five hundred times in the past life in exchange for a passing in this life" love poems......

In short, everything that should be said and what should not be said has been said.

The more they realized the power of their wife, the more they didn't dare to hide anything.

After hearing so much about what had happened that night, they had expected Madame to punish them.

Blame them for being servants, even if they don't share their worries and solve problems for their masters, they actually take Jin An's son out to fool around! This is not an adjective, it is really fooling around!

Where to know.

When Madame read the letterhead that Jin An asked them to hand over, Madame not only did not anger them, but was in a good mood for several days.

No, if they are in a good mood, they will send big gifts.

So the two of them were very curious, what did Jin An write in the letterhead that night? Can he coax his wife so happy, can he compare to the three love poems written by Jin An Gongzi to Ye Niang?

Jin An robbed his relatives twice in a row at the Mandarin Duck House Inn that night

Letterhead?

It's finally time for the little brother to open his mind?

The old Taoist priest looked at Jin An with a shocked face, Jin An came back that day, why didn't he tell him about the letterhead, but then, the old Taoist priest smiled happily, my little brother finally opened his mind this time, he knew how to please women, and finally knew how to coax the white coffin murderous corpse to be beautiful and happy.

That's right.

You can't always let the big beauty pay and take the initiative to show your heart.

The dignified seven-foot man didn't even take the initiative to say anything.

Jin An: "!"

Facing the gazes of Mr. Yi, Zhong Laosan, and the old Taoist, in those three pairs of eyes, there was a fire that could not hide the gossip burning, and black lines hung down on Jin An's head.

He didn't say what he wrote on the letterhead that night.

Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan are both old and sophisticated, who has never been young, and has not had an unforgettable relationship between two and three paragraphs, Mr. Yi looked at Jin An and guessed: "The content in that letterhead is also a love poem? Jin An Gongzi also wrote a love poem to my wife? It is more eternal than Ye Niang's love poem?"

If it weren't better than Ye Niang's love poem, there would be no reason to coax Mrs. so happy, Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan thought in their hearts.

As soon as I heard that the master had written a love letter to the master, the master was so happy, this time even the eyes of the sword sharpening who had been wooden and in a daze also ignited the fire of gossip, and the four big men of the sword, the old Taoist, Mr. Yi, and Zhong Laosan all looked at Jin An with their eyes blank, waiting for Jin An's answer.

"It's not!"

"Nope!"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"How can I, Jin An, be the kind of person who is flamboyant and flattering!"

Jin An flatly denied it.

Righteous words.

The speech was louder than three hundred taels on the ground.

Hahaha, looking at Mr. Yi, Zhong Laosan, and the old Taoist priest who had no silver three hundred taels here, looked at each other and smiled, revealing the smile of the old fox looking at the little fox, which was the eyes that all men understand.

It seems that the prince of Jin An also has people who are afraid, or the prince of Jin An met the wind and rudder, and coaxed his wife to be happy, so he stopped asking Ye Niang about it... Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan couldn't help but quietly give Jin An a thumbs up.

Jin An: "?"

Something is wrong with you.

Is there a misunderstanding somewhere?

Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan laughed and took out the white coffin, the murderous corpse was beautiful, and it was a big gift to Jin An.

It was a long brocade box.

After opening the lid of the brocade box, it reveals a very delicate workmanship, with gold and silver inlaid auspicious clouds and a long sheathed knife of the mythical Rui beast unicorn.

It was a long knife with gold and silver fine, and the scabbard and handle were all red in the color of the burning clouds, and the surface was embellished with gold and silver auspicious clouds and the Qilin diagram of the Rui Beast. The scabbard has a delicate texture and is not made of wood, but made of hard leather.

The workmanship of this scabbard alone is worth a lot of money, and it is not a vulgar thing.

This knife, together with the scabbard and the handle, is about three feet long, and the shape of the end of the scabbard is very peculiar, which is different from the arc bottom of the ordinary scabbard, and is a slightly triangular gold-filled bottom. The scabbard resembles a knife but not a knife, and it resembles a sword but not a sword, and the shape is peculiar.

Money!

Mr. Yi pulled out the knife out of the sheath, sonorous and crisp, this is a good knife that has been hammered and steeled for thousands of years.

This sword is like a scabbard, like a knife but not a knife, like a sword but not a sword.

Forged as straight as a sword spine, but with only one side of the blade.

"Tang Dao!" Jin An was stunned.

"Tang Dao?" Mr. Yi glanced at Jin An in puzzlement.

"This knife is called Kunwu Sword, a treasure knife forged by Kunwu stone, and the blacksmith who forged him, originally wanted to reproduce the ancient god Kunwu Sword. But before the Kunwu sword was successfully forged, the blacksmith's family encountered an accident, and in the end, the Kunwu sword was not completed, and only one sword embryo was handed down to the world. ”

Later, someone accidentally got it and wanted to complete the Kunwu sword, but the Kunwu sword had an accident, the tip of the sword broke a gap, and the Kunwu sword embryo was scrapped. Since then, there has been one less divine soldier Kunwu sword in the world, and one more Kunwu sword. ”

"Mrs. heard that the weapon of the son of Jin An was destroyed by the corpse tablet in the tomb of the Dragon King, and there has been no weapon for the hand, and she has been looking for a new weapon for Jin An. ”

When it came to swords, Mr. Yi, including a few people present, stared at Jin An with a somewhat strange look.

Jin An had just finished sending a love letter to the white coffin murderous corpse on the front foot, and on the back foot, the white coffin murderous corpse was beautiful and sent Jin An a sword that looked like a sword but not a sword, and a sword that looked like a knife but not a knife.

A woman gives a sword to a man!

The implication is clear!

Jin An: "?"

“！”

What kind of eyes are you! It's a knife! Not a sword!