Jin'an Yuanshen possessed the paper-cut man. Baidu search literature network, more free reading.
The soul possesses the paper and stabs people.
This is the first time I have possessed a living human body of flesh and blood.
The flesh and blood body is full of vitality, just like a ship carrying the soul through thousands of sufferings in the world, isolated from wind, sun, rain, thunder, fire and thunder.
No wonder those lonely ghosts always like to find living people to possess.
Those lonely ghosts are like people who are drowned in a shipwreck, and they all want to board a new ship again.
Perhaps it was because Huang Zinian had no idea of resistance and completely let go of Jin An and allowed Jin An to take the initiative. After Jin An moved his hands and feet a little, he quickly became familiar with this new body and strode out of the yard.
Along the way, I saw the guards of "Huang Zinian".
Seeing "Huang Zinian" who has sublimated his temperament and walked out with his head held high.
They all looked sideways frequently.
Is this still the cowardly and honest Huang Zinian they knew? It's like he's completely transformed, a completely different person!
Huang Zinian, possessed by Jin An, strode out of the still raining courtyard after borrowing a knife and a raincoat and hat from the guards with astonished expressions on their faces.
Being brave, he went straight to the ancestral hall where the servants were arranged to live in Sanshui Village.
Perhaps it was because these people from outside the village were living bodhisattvas who could save the lives of all the villagers by asking questions. Huang Zinian, who was possessed by Jin'an, easily entered the ancestral hall guarded by famous villagers after telling a few lies.
Jin An worriedly checked the ancestral hall in person, but found no useful clues, so he turned to the independent courtyard where the antique dealer lived.
The place where the antique dealer lived was a little out of the way in Sanshui Village. When Jin An arrived at the place, he did not hide like a timid young man. Instead, he walked upright to the door. Just when he was about to break down the door and enter, he was blocked. Two villagers hiding nearby stopped him.
They are villagers who keep track of the antique dealers and prevent the group of antique dealers from running away.
"Hey, you...you are...I recognize you!"
"You are one of those Living Bodhisattvas invited by Liu DaDa and others from outside the village. Living Bodhisattva, why don't you have a good rest and come here alone late at night? Why, why are you still carrying a shining knife with a cold mouth in your hand?"
"Living Bodhisattva, please listen to our advice and leave here quickly. The people living in this single courtyard are not to be messed with. The strange diseases in our whole village are caused by the group of antique dealers living here!"
The two villagers were kind-hearted and advised Jin An to stay away from this private courtyard.
The rainy night was dark and the vision was a bit poor. Jin An squinted slightly to see the other party clearly. In front of him were two old men from the village. The stomachs of these two old men were also bulging like small balls.
It's just not as serious as other villagers, because the belly is too swollen and stretched thin, the pain is unbearable, and they don't even have the strength to get off the ground.
But based on the level of the two people in front of them, I'm afraid they won't be able to carry it for much longer.
For such an important task as tracking down antique dealers, only two old men with slow legs were assigned. It is conceivable that all the villagers in Sanshui Village have collectively contracted a strange disease and no manpower can be spared.
"Traveling alone late at night, Mr. Huang just brought a weapon for self-defense. I wonder what you call the two old people?" Jin An did not leave immediately, nor did he refute the old rural people in front of him who were simply dressed as farmers. Instead, he clasped his fists in a friendly manner and said politely.
The two old men were shocked to be so polite to the living Bodhisattva, and they hurriedly bowed in fear.
"You are a living Bodhisattva. How can we bear such a great gift! Don't! Don't! I heard Liu Dadan and the others said that living Bodhisattvas, you are all strange people who have risen from the grave. You are the real Living Bodhisattva!"
"Living Bodhisattva, you don't have to be so polite to us two poor old men from the countryside. This is a great gift to us. We are so thin and have no merit. Living Bodhisattva, you can just call us Lao Gentou and Laohe. We rural people are not that kind." Be very particular.”
Jin An was dumbfounded and hurriedly held the two elders' arms to prevent them from saluting him.
In order to prevent the two grandfathers in front of him from continuing to salute him, Jin An changed the topic and said: "To be honest, I came here today for no other reason than to meet with you, the antique dealer who lives here. It comes from a strange disease. Search the literature network on Baidu and you can read more for free."
"I have a way to solve the troubles Sanshui Village is encountering now."
The two old men were shocked after hearing this. They looked excited at first, and then looked suspicious?
"Don't you always say that we are living Bodhisattvas who can save the lives of everyone in your village? Why, now you don't believe that I can save the lives of everyone in Sanshui Village?" Jin An looked serious and frightened the two of them. The old man hurriedly waved his hands and said no. They were deeply afraid of offending the living Bodhisattva in front of them.
Elderly people are very stubborn in their thinking.
You won't listen to any big principles you tell him.
Especially the old people in rural areas. If they are stubborn, they will not be able to pull back ten cows.
But if you bring up some nonsense, on the contrary, they will be more likely to listen.
The older people get, the more afraid they are of death, and the easier it is to avoid folklore.
Sometimes it takes some skills to reason with old people who have stubborn ideas.
Although Jin An was polite to the two rural old men, when he turned around, he kicked open the door of the courtyard where the antique dealers lived without any courtesy. Bang!
I didn’t know that Jin An’s kick was too strong.
Or it was because the courtyard door itself didn't have a latch.
He was actually kicked away by Jin An.
This kick also frightened the second elder who was following him so much that his face turned green. His heart jumped into his throat and almost stopped, and the muscles on his face shook violently.
They looked at each other. The living Bodhisattva in front of them didn't look like he was here to talk to the antique dealer. Instead, he looked like the angry Vajra Bodhisattva was knocking on the door to kill someone?
At this time, the lights in the private courtyard were bright, the door was open, and there was no external defense at all.
But the strange thing is that this single courtyard is very quiet at night.
Even though the courtyard door was kicked open and someone knocked on the door with a knife, no one came out to check the situation.
"There's no need to look. This private courtyard has been deserted for a long time. There's no one left." Jin An said to the two old people who looked into the courtyard in fear.
The questioner was originally a friend of the antique dealer.
If Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan had really been to Sanshui Village and the unreasonable waiter had disappeared, would these antique dealers still be able to stay here intact? So Jin An was not surprised at all by the empty house in front of him.
Ah this...
Lao Gentou and Lao He looked at each other in fear, and then they didn't care about Jin An anymore. They were so frightened that they stumbled into the house to look for someone.
In the end, no one was found.
"How is it possible, how is it possible, we have been staring here from morning to night, and no one has ever walked out of this single courtyard... It's over, it's over, the person is gone, what will happen to the lives of the whole village..." The two of them The old man searched the house but couldn't find anyone. He was so anxious that he almost cried.
"Nothing is impossible, they are just a bunch of rats hiding their heads and tails. Watch me skin these rats crossing the street tonight and seek justice for your Sanshui Village."
Jin An walked into the room with a knife in hand, his eyes sharp and fierce. At this time, "Huang Zinian" was no longer the honest and honest Huang Zinian.
When he walked into the lobby of the house, his attention was attracted by the paintings hanging in the lobby at the first sight.
The painting didn't have much character.
It looks like an ordinary calligraphy and painting.
What really caught Jin'an's attention was the content of the painting. It was a brightly lit inn that was opening its doors to solicit business. Long bamboo flags stood in front of the shop door, and the words "Yuanyanglou Inn" were written on the flag cloth.
There is actually a small tomb outside the inn's yard.
Huang Zinian's surprised and horrified voice reached Jin An's ears: "Taoist Master Jin An, what...is going on?"
"Why is the calligraphy and painting about Yuanyanglou Inn hung in Sanshui Village?"
There are two souls living in a physical shell.
One is Jin'an.
One is Huang Zinian.
As early as on the road, Huang Zinian already knew Jin An's true identity.
Jin An did not answer Huang Zinian's question immediately, but said kindly to the two elderly people beside him: "Old man, do you want to completely get rid of the strange disease in the whole village tonight, and completely get rid of the bad luck of being cursed in the whole village?"
"I want you to help me with something now. You should keep quiet now, stay outside the courtyard gate, and don't let anyone enter here."
"The strange disease in Sanshui Village is not a punishment from God at all, but a group of evil monks came to Sanshui Village to deceive people's hearts. Look at me beheading these hidden rats today. In order to prevent me from fighting with those evil monks later, Someone broke in by mistake and hurt innocent people, so you should guard the gate now and don't let anyone in, and don't make any announcements about going out so as not to cause panic among the villagers. Let me give you a peaceful place again today."
After appeasing Lao Gentou and Lao He, bang!
Jin An closed the courtyard door.
Close all doors and windows in the house.
"Taoist Master Jin'an...what disease are these poor villagers suffering from?" The voice of Huang Zinian's soul sounded in Huang Zinian's body.
Huang Zinian's soul silently pressed close to the Six Ding Liu Jia Talisman, and his soul felt indescribably comfortable. He felt like he was sticking to the stove in the cold winter, just like the warmth of spring in March.
Jin An stood in front of the hanging painting. While carefully looking at the calligraphy and painting in front of him, he said softly with Huang Zinian's physical body: "They have been bewitched. It is not difficult to save them. The plague-repelling talisman of the Five Plague Messengers can save them..."
But Jin Anxin still had nothing to say.
He has three plague-repelling talismans on him, which is more than enough to save people.
However, even he can see the root cause of these villagers' strange diseases. It makes no sense that Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan can't figure out what disease these villagers have. Just let these villagers live and die?
Wei's explanation was that there must be some scruples that prevented the two of them from taking action rashly.
Maybe all this has something to do with the calligraphy and painting of Yuanyanglou Inn in front of me...
At this time, Jin An lowered his head and saw a lot of water stains and two pairs of shoe prints in the house. Those shoe prints were stained with a lot of yellow mud unique to the mountains, which had not yet completely dried.
The yellow mud unique to the mountains will not appear in the village. It was probably left by Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan, and these yellow mud shoe prints suddenly disappeared when they came to this calligraphy and painting.
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The moon is dark and the wind is high.
The wilderness world outside the tomb.
The patter--
There was still a slanting drizzle in the sky.
There was a grave that had been dug up by the roadside.
The moonlight above the head is shrouded by dark clouds, just like the human heart is covered with a layer of haze. Without the stars and moonlight as a reference, the meaning of time is lost. This dark world has been silent for an unknown period of time, and only the sound of rain is left...
suddenly!
In the dug-out grave, a man wearing a raincoat, a bamboo hat on his head, and a wild goose feather sword on his waist, who looked like a famous swordsman, jumped out of the pit.
"It is indeed a painting of nine layers, and it is indeed a repeated reincarnation. It seems that the clues left by Mr. Yi are correct. Only by breaking all the layers of painting can we escape from this infinite reincarnation."
Jin An's soft voice came from under the coir raincoat and bamboo hat.
"Taoist Master Jin'an, why did we touch the calligraphy and painting and then appear in the ruins of the Yuanyanglou Inn? Didn't we burn the Yuanyanglou Inn to ashes? Why did we enter the calligraphy and painting and then appear in another building that was not burned by the fire? Lost in the Yuanyanglou Inn?"
Huang Zinian's disbelieving voice sounded in his body.
A body holds two souls.
Because Huang Zinian communicated directly with Jin An through his soul, he no longer stuttered.
So, Jin An briefly explained to Huang Zinian the principle of "Nine Paintings and Uncoverings", but now even Jin An doesn't know how many layers of rice paper the antique calligraphy and painting hanging in Sanshui Village has. How many reincarnations will it take?
If the legendary nine-layered rice paper really existed, then they would have to go through nine Yuanyanglou Inns in total before they could truly get out.
As for the second Yuanyanglou Inn, you don't need to think about it to know that Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan must have bulldozed it.
Afterwards, Jin An began to rush to Sanshui Village repeatedly.
...Enter the second layer of painting...
...Enter the third layer of painting...
Every time he entered the painting world, the inn had been reduced to ruins. His speed could not keep up with Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan's pursuit of the antique merchants and the demolition of the Yuanyanglou Inn.
When Jin An was about to enter the fifth floor of painting, he paused in front of the painting. As he entered the fifth floor of painting, the calligraphy and painting paper hanging in Sanshui Village became thinner.
Jin An raised his hand and gently rubbed the thickness of the edges of the calligraphy and painting: "It seems that this group of antique dealers have a lot of strange and eccentric abilities, but they are not really unstoppable. This calligraphy and painting is far from reaching the level of the legendary 'Nine Paintings', which are the best." Only the level of "painting five uncovers" is correct."
"How did you know, Taoist Master Jin'an?" Huang Zinian said in an admiring tone. He was truly impressed by Jin'an's courage on this journey. He was really full of courage and was not afraid of gods or ghosts.
"Because this drawing paper is almost as thin as a cicada's wings. If it gets thinner, it will no longer be able to peel off the layers. Be careful, this last layer should be about to find the real nest."
Lights and shadows flashed in the room, and the figure in coir raincoat and bamboo hat who was still standing in front of the calligraphy and painting, muttering to himself, disappeared out of thin air.
The moon is dark and the wind is high.
The shadows of 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 more and more gloomy at night.
Best for hiding dirt and evil people and practices.
This is a cold tomb under the moon.
This tomb looks to be quite old, full of ancient history. The tombstones on the roadside have long since disappeared, and I don’t know who the owner of the tomb is... At this moment, the famous man is wearing a raincoat, a bamboo hat on his head, and a hat around his waist. Wearing a wild goose feather sword and looking like a famous swordsman, he walked on the muddy road to the tomb.
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.
If I hadn't known in advance that there was a tomb here.
It is easy for people to overlook this small piece of land on the roadside. Who would have thought that this could be a cemetery?
But what Jin An saw was not the grave bag, but a brightly lit inn that was open for business. The inn was bustling with people, and many people were drinking and gathering.
There is a bamboo pole standing in front of the inn.
Long flags hung on bamboo poles——
Yuanyanglou Inn!
The Yuanyanglou Inn here is even more lively than the Yuanyanglou Inn where Jin An visited for the first time. There are quite a few people inside.
On a gloomy rainy night.
A man in a raincoat and a bamboo hat with a wild goose feather sword on his waist.
He looked up at the noisy man-eating ghost inn that was open for business.
Let the cold rain from the sky pass through the black curtain of the bamboo hat, hit the face behind the black curtain, and then drip down the cheeks...
he.
Like a strong wind blowing against the current.
Wrapping the Yanling Dao around his waist, he walked straight towards the Yuanyanglou Inn.
——The road is long and full of obstacles, but it is coming soon. If we keep on walking, we can look forward to the future!
