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Chapter 58 You can bring a knife on a rainy night, why go to hold an umbrella(1/2)

The golden crow fell and the sky gradually darkened.

In the dilapidated yard of Nanmen Hutong, the scratching sound of sharp objects is sometimes high and sometimes low, and it is connected together.

It was Ji Yuan who was sharpening the knife.

A scoop of clear water was poured on the flat bluestone, and it was smooth and clear.

Then, a pair of slender and powerful hands held the handle of the knife and held the blade body.

Push forward slowly and pull back in.

Only a "Huo" sound was heard, and a sharp cold light suddenly appeared, reflecting the cold eyebrows and eyes.

Not long after, the sound of sharpening the knife stopped.

“It’s going to rain.”

Ji Yuan put the Bailiang Sword, which had never been seen before, into the sheath, and looked up.

The dark clouds hang low, like mountains and seas, as if they are about to collapse the sky, making people feel depressed.

"I don't know when Lin's surname will go out."

He turned around and went into the room and took out the soul bottle.

After tapping twice, the yin energy swayed for a while, like smoke rising from the ground, gradually condensing into a figure.

"Master Jiu, it's not dark yet, the little old man can't leave the door."

Old man An hid in the corner timidly, for fear of being illuminated by the light outside.

"And it's almost raining. If you encounter thunder and lightning, then the masculine and masculine aura fills the world, and the ghost will be shaken away immediately."

Ji Yuan put his waist knife on the table, turned his head and closed the doors and windows, and did not light the oil lamp.

The room was extremely dark, he sat on the bench and asked:

"What is the saying that after death, the ghosts are afraid of light during the day and the rain is afraid of thunder?"

His mind was divergent, thinking about whether he could use ultraviolet rays to eliminate evil spirits.

Old Man An bent over, scratched his head, thought about it carefully for a long time before answering:

"Reporting to the Ninth Master, it is rumored that in ancient times, the Three Emperors ruled Xuanzhou together, and Emperor Xi joined forces with the Tao, turning into the face of the golden crow of the sun, illuminating the three thousand worlds;

The Yin Emperor's Ninth Annihilation evolved into the moon phase of the Taiyin, and from then on, there was a distinction between day and night, and the change of yin and yang;

As for the Human Emperor, he spread the torch and opened up humanity, but in the end he was in no way out…”

Ji Yuan raised his eyebrows. Is this the myth of Gaowu World?

It sounds like a plausible sense of familiarity.

Is the sun changed by Emperor Xi?

Is the moon transformed by Yinhuang?

Didn’t there be any day and night in ancient times?

"Huang Xi turned into a golden crow of sun, sweeping away all kinds of evil demons and demons,

Not to mention the little old man's mere ghost soul, even the King of Yama and the Emperor Yin of the Underworld, he is afraid of the Sun Fire Spirit and the Great Sun Spirit.

Therefore, even powerful Yin spirits and Yin evil spirits cannot travel during the sun and gain a foothold in the scorching sun.

I can only wander around after nightfall, when the yin energy is the heaviest."

Old Man An spoke in a scrupulous manner, and his tone also brought some ups and downs of the storyteller in the wine shop and teahouse, which almost made Ji Yuan want to throw away a few copper coins.

He continued to ask:

"Why is the thunder?"

Old Man An didn't know who picked it up from, and suddenly said:

"The sages have said that the spring thunder shook the heaven and earth, and all things resurrected from now on.

It contains great vitality and the most hurtful thing. Without some deep cultivation, it will easily be wiped out and destroyed."

Ji Yuan nodded, expressed his understanding, and finally asked:

"What if it still thunderstorms after nightfall?"

Old Man An looked ugly, as if he had encountered endless sluts.

But he dared not speak out if he was irritated by others, so he could only whisper:

"If you go back to Master Jiu, maybe it is for the protection of Emperor Yin, so there are not so many taboos in the middle of the night."

Ji Yuan nodded with satisfaction and then said:

"That's good. By the time of Xu, you will get out of the soul bottle and go to the Lin Mansion on the West Street of Changshunfang.

There are two magnificent stone lions at the door of his house, you can recognize them at a glance, stare at them to see if the person named Lin is going to go to the Yizhuang Village to investigate the case."

After finishing the explanation, Ji Yuan picked up the knife on the table and pushed open the door of the house, preparing to go out.

Hurry!

The wind and cold rain!

A pouring falls!

There seemed to be a hole in the sky full of dark clouds.

Drops of water as big as beans poured on the ground, smashing into pieces and splashing a wet mist.

"Where is Master Jiu going? It's windy and rainy outside, so at least bring an umbrella..."

The wooden door was open, and Old Man An couldn't help but say in the corner.

"It's enough to have a knife, why do you need to hold an umbrella?"

Ji Yuan strode and headed straight to the Beizhen Fushiyaya.

Cheng Baihu also has three fates: [Strength of Blood], [Inner Strengthening], and [Brave], which can be printed on himself.

After refining, it is not too late to kill Lin Lu again!

"I'm alone, I don't even have a paper umbrella. If I gonorrhea, who will take care of me..."

Old man An carefully blew up the wind and closed the two wooden doors.

After wandering around, I realized that it was not that the young master Jiu was so arrogant that he had a knife and no umbrella on heavy rain, but that he had no at all.

"Oh, Lin Mansion on West Street of Changshunfang...Yinhuang bless you, don't let me catch me."

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...

Half past the hour of Xu, in the forest mansion.

"Women have long hair and short knowledge, so they believe these bullshits!"

As soon as he entered the hall of the yard, Lin Lu slapped the table, shaking the bowls and chopsticks.

"If that poor monk had the ability, he would have been invited home to worship by the adults, or he would be abbot in the temple. Why should he beg for alms along the streets? He wouldn't even have a hot meal?

A bad omen that he returns the ominous sign? The family is destroyed and the people are killed? You slutty woman cursed me to die, right?"

On the big mahogany round table, there were several kinds of wild game, vegetables and soup aromas radiating.

Several young and beautiful concubines sat in a circle, each of whom was silent and did not dare to speak loudly.

Lin Lu bulged his eyes and said angrily:

"Monk? I will ask the portrait of Tiqi to search tomorrow. First break the thief's bald donkey's legs, then pull out his tongue, throw it into the water prison for four or five days.

I want to see how vast his Buddhism is and how compassionate his heart is to be able to withstand it!”

He had seen the bad weather with lightning and rain,

I just thought about taking a day off and going to the charity house tomorrow night.

However, unexpectedly, as soon as he was at the dinner table, the eldest lady said some bad things, which made the hundred-household people from the Beizhen Fushi very unhappy.

"Whether I eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name or give porridge to save people, I will redeem my sins for you and this family.

Over the years, Master, you have harmed many people and committed so many evils, don’t you know what you think?”

The eldest lady clasped her hands together and said calmly.

Bang!

Lin Lu suddenly stood up and kicked over the wide round stool with one foot. His fat face was ferocious and said viciously:

"Who did I harm? What kind of evil did I do? Ah! Tell me clearly!

Isn’t this world just the officials who are not fame, the rich look down on those who are not rich, and the good-born is on the mud?

This is the justice of heaven and justice, and it has always been true since ancient times!

I tried my best to be a hundred households, make some money and put on airs, and make my father do business better. What's wrong? Who wouldn't do this?
To be continued...
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