The big-headed old man and the Feng Shui master of paper shaved man looked at each other. At this time, the paper shaved man of the white-faced middle-aged man said to Jin'an with a deep meaning.

"It's really pretty. Those legs can not only crush watermelons, but also crush men to death."

Jin'an's eyes kept staring at the disappeared little grave bag of the two men, and his brows showed a contemplative look. He heard the words of Mr. Feng Shui and said without hesitation.

The Feng Shui Master looked at Jin'an with a faint smile: "It seems that Master Jin'an, you like... this kind of person?"

At this time, the big-headed old man and Mr. Feng Shui stood beside Jin'an, looking at Jin'an, waiting for Jin'an's answer.

"like?"

"Oh."

"Mr. Yi, do you like this kind of woman who is not well dressed and cannot even wear clothes?"

"I'm afraid of getting sick."

Jin'an shook his head: "The phoenix crown and red robe are now worrying, and the cardamom is not seen. The God of Wealth takes over the position of the Moon, and it is all the defeated willows and the remaining flowers."

"I still like traditional people, rather than having nothing or being too bad."

After hearing Jin'an's words, the big-headed old man and the Feng Shui master looked at each other and smiled.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being the son of Jin'an.

Sit on your arms and stay calm and be upright and gentleman.

The world is prosperous, and the green one does not occupy your body.

High moral character.

Just now, they almost wronged Jin An when they saw Jin An staring at the body of the woman Ye.

Both of them are the slander of a villain.

Jin An looked at the grave and thought, "I have seen the beautiful woman who led the scholar into the grave tonight in the mansion. She is a group of two girls with antique merchants."

"The scholar followed the second girl into the grave. If we don't rescue him, he will probably be eaten clean by the second girl's two mouths tonight, and he will not vomit bones if he eats people."

Jin'an told the scene of the two-person woman I met in the mansion tonight to the old man and the Feng Shui master.

Jin An asked Mr. Feng Shui curiously, what was going on in front of him?

Why do they see graves?

But what the scholar saw was Yuanyanglou Inn, which was "Why do you want to die if you want to be a person? I would rather be a mandarin duck than envy the immortals"?

"Because that scholar is dying, does Prince An of Jin have heard that people who are about to die can see things that ordinary people cannot see?"

"This sentence is about the scene in front of you."

The paper-made man holding a chicken bone lantern in his hand came to the Longtu Tomb, which was about to be flattened by time. He took the burning chicken bone lantern in his hand and looked at the tomb in front of him.

It seems that the paper-made person who was possessed by Feng Shui, the scene he saw was different from the scene he saw in Jin'an.

Jin'an said oh?

"Mr. Yi can have a way to take us to find Yuanyanglou Inn?"

The Feng Shui master smiled and nodded confidently.

He could see from the beginning that the small grave was in reality, so he naturally had a way to lead people to find the real Yuanyanglou Inn.

"Do you, Master Jin'an, know why I can see things that you and Zhong Laosan can't see?"

Because of a dog?

That's wrong.

Everyone is single, why can’t I see it?

Jin'an did not answer and humbly asked Mr. Feng Shui for advice.

"Because the soul fire of Prince Jin'an burned too strongly, the evil people retreated, so naturally they could not see the inn in this small tomb." Mr. Feng Shui began to explain.

"Although Zhong Laosan is a dead person, he has a special identity. Before he died, he was beaten to death by his enemies. He was rescued by his wife who happened to pass by when his soul was scattered. The wife used great means to raise Zhong Laosan's broken soul on a strange lotus to help him condense his soul again. The lotus is a holy object of the three religions, avoiding disasters and solving problems, hidden mystery, washing in the clear water without being intimate, and emerging from the mud without being stained. The filthy evil spirits in the world cannot taint him."

"So neither of you can see the inn in the small grave, but the paper-branched person I possess can see, because paper-branched persons in folk legends have been able to communicate with others since ancient times. They are placed in the cemetery to pay homage to their ancestors. They are the tombkeepers with the heaviest yin energy."

Well.

Jin An looked at the big-headed old man in shock and the lotus leaf above his head.

The old fairy of lotus!

Nezha is reincarnated!

This is the first time Jin An knows the origin of the big-headed old man. I don’t know if there is a mythical story of Nezha resurrecting with lotus roots in this world and becoming a saint in his body?

No wonder the big-headed old man has a lotus flower growing on his head.

Feelings are the incarnation of lotus, transcending the three realms and five elements, and eternally living without entering the suffering of yin and yang. Lotus is a sacred object of Taoist immortals, which is washed in the clear water without being charming.

"Senior Zhong, can your lotus root body be cultivated?"

Jin An said a foolish sentence, which made the big-headed old man a little confused. He was a little confused about the monk and touched the lotus leaves on his head. He always felt that the look of Master Jin'an's eyes at him today made him feel a little chilled on his back.

I always feel that Master Jin'an has been staring at the lotus leaves on his head...

The method to see Yuanyanglou Inn is very simple. The Feng Shui master stomped the ground under his feet and two pieces of paper ripped out of the soil under his feet.

These two paper-made people are both big men, no longer all the women that Jin'an met in the Dragon King Temple last time.

One is a young and handsome, sick and weak scholar from a wealthy family.

One of them is an old swordsman with a scar on his face. He has a thick bones and a murderous aura. At first glance, he is a master of the martial arts world who is a entourage for wealthy families.

There is nothing to say, the big-headed old man took the initiative to possess the old swordsman in Shuangfa and was willing to be a entourage to Jin'an.

Jin'an had no choice but to choose the paper-breaking man who was so weak that he could not help but choose the scholar.

When Jin An's soul possessed a paper to break the man, his vision was indeed different. There seemed to be a place outside the law between the world of the world and the underworld. Only those who are about to die and wander between the world of Yangguan and the gate of ghost can see it.

The mist is hazy.

There is a hazy feeling of watching the flowers in the fog and the distance is just a blur of gray fog.

This made Jin'an find a hint of feeling in the underworld.

Jin'an was surprised.

Could it be that this is another special barrier formed by the Dead Sutra? The Dead Path?

At this moment.

A faint grey mist was shrouded in the surroundings.

This fog is very light.

It's so fade that most people won't notice it.

Even if I noticed it, I would not be suspicious of these mists. I only thought it was a mist with a large temperature difference between day and night and an escalating at night.

Then, Jin An, who turned into a scholar, walked to the Yuanyanglou Inn in front of him with the Shuangfa old swordsman who was a servant behind him, and the white-faced middle-aged man.

"Yuanyang Tower..."

"What a resentment in the ghost inn, the resentment does not dissipate and is blocked in the throat, which is to make the harmless energy that cannot swallow the breath."

Before the person could enter the inn yard, Jin'an first noticed the black flag on the bamboo pole in front of the yard. When his soul shone, the Yuanyanglou Inn on the banner turned into the Qianlanglou Inn.

One master and two servants walked into the yard.

Before people could get close to the yard, they could smell a strong smell of earth, which was the smell of earth on the grave.

At this time, the rain in the sky has not stopped.

Still down.

There was a chilling chill in the air.

The first master and the second servant pretended to be passers-by who came here to hide from the rain at night and hurried into the inn. The inn was very lively. The waiter was busy setting up the lights and hanging red silks and red lanterns, climbing up the bamboo ladder to post the big red rumour to the doors, windows and pillars.

"Oh, my third master, are you here to have a meal or stay in a hotel overnight?" As soon as the three of them entered the store, they immediately had a hard-working waiter who ran to greet the three of them.

The waiter on the shop had a rich expression on his face, but he had only two dead fish eyes that could not move.

Jin An nodded casually, then looked at the inn in front of him in amazement and asked, "Shopkeeper, are there any big happy events in your family today?"

The waiter said with a festive look on his face: "It's our shopkeeper's pearl in his handbag to get married tonight. The shopkeeper's daughter brought back a scholar. The two of them are in love. They will get married tonight and recruit new son-in-law to join our shopkeeper's house."

"The scholar was very talented and had a great knowledge. He even wrote a poem for our shopkeeper's daughter, and was hung up by the shopkeeper's calligraphy and paintings."

As the shop assistant looked in the direction, he saw a painting on a beam and pillar of a room—

...Why do you want to die if you have become a star? I wish you would be a mandarin duck and not envy the immortals.

After Jin'an read the calligraphy and paintings, he became interested.

He took the servant behind him to an empty table and asked the waiter to serve some good wine and food. He said that such a lively thing would be seen well, and maybe he would make trouble for the bridal chamber of the groom and the bride later.
Chapter completed!