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Chapter 285 One painting and nine revelations(2/2)

 Evil is evil.

 It has been natural and logical since ancient times to kill people to pay debts and money.

If saying sorry after killing people is useful, why do we need criminal law?

In Jin'an at this time, there was no Zhizharen, and he was wandering at night as a soul. Naturally, no living person could see him. After he killed Feitouman and Wuba, and burned down the Yuanyanglou Inn, they

Only then did he finally escape from the barrier world that is independent of the yin and yang realms.

Jin An was flying into the air at this moment, secretly taking note of the location of the tomb in front of him. He planned to wait until dawn tomorrow, after the soul returned to its shell, and come to dig for treasures in the physical body.

 Let’s see if we can bring out the few underworld weapons that were knocked down by the treasure money.

 Transcending the resentful spirits in the underworld.

Yin virtue or not, those things are secondary.

Transcending the grudges, restoring peace to the world, and accumulating good deeds are the simple essence of his Jin'an. Now he is a Taoist priest who protects the world, Supreme Taiyi saves suffering.

Thanks to the Liuding Liujia Talisman on Jin An's body that has been sealed four times, his soul can fly higher and see further in the dark world.

At the first glance, he noticed that something was wrong with the world under his feet. The world had been modified by Feng Shui. Jin An's eyes were filled with joy. It seemed that Mr. Feng Shui and the big old man had also come out.

 A group of more than 30 funeral villagers were approaching them.

These people are not dead people.

 It is not that the heels of the upper body are lifted off the ground.

 A photo of Jin'an Yuanshen.

 These people are all great living people.

This group of villagers who were attending a funeral on a rainy night were overjoyed when they saw the dozen or so people standing beside the grave in a panic. The villagers cheered in surprise: "The interrogator didn't lie to us. The interrogator really didn't lie to us. As long as we

As you follow the funeral procession to the east, you can see eleven people covered in dirt rising from the dead. Only these eleven living Bodhisattvas can save our whole village and our suffering children."

 …

“The skills of this group of antique dealers are indeed not simple.”

 “One painting and nine revelations?”

Jin An looked at the strange group of villagers at the funeral at his feet on a rainy night. He then looked at the modified Feng Shui bureaus around him and saw the reminder left by Mr. Feng Shui.
Chapter completed!
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