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Chapter 109: Who is to argue with the scholars loyalty? Even if the bones are rotten, this thought should still exist 8K big chapter, please subscribe revised(1/4)

Man Mo Temple at night.
Return to silence.
It’s just as busy as the crowds during the day.
A sharp contrast.
Don't know why.
In addition to Taoist temples and monk temples, as well as some folk temples, Jin'an always gives Jin'an an uneasy and gloomy feeling at night.
No matter it's your past life.
Or now.
Anyway, it made him feel uncomfortable.
If you follow what the elders of the folk say, temples are not temples. The incense temples built by the folk themselves are most likely to hide dirt and worship evil spirits whose origins are unknown.
And these wild gods are not orthodox gods.
They are all transformed into demons, monsters, and mandrills, and then they deceive the ignorant people, bring harm to the countryside, and want to eat boys, girls, or young girls to protect their peace.
This kind of evil behavior is not a righteous god at first glance.
Jin An Hun'er drifted to the vicinity of Wen Mo Temple and saw that although Wen Mo Temple was quiet at night, there were many lanterns lit outside the temple and many Yamen officers were patrolling.
Although these government officials are martial arts practitioners.
But they are ordinary people who have only practiced martial arts for a few times, and their qi and blood are not strong enough to affect Jin'an.
How can I say that Jin An is also a person who possesses the Liuding Liujia Talisman now?
There are twelve righteous gods covering it.
There is someone above me!
It’s the righteous God!
Not a wild god!
Is it comparable to ordinary souls leaving the body? Jin An even straightened his waist.
At first glance, there is nothing unusual about the Man Mo Temple shrouded in the night. Even at night, the incense in the Man Mo Temple is still strong and the lights are bright, as bright as day.
During the daytime today, Jin An had already learned from Li Yanchu that there was an ever-burning lamp in Wenwu Temple that would never go out.
The ever-burning lamp here is naturally not the whale oil ever-burning lamp in the mausoleum.
The wisdom of the ancients was profound and profound, and they had already invented the principle of the ever-lasting lamp. In the stone lotus lantern tower, a double-layer mechanism was installed to allow the lamp oil to be burned, cooled, and recycled repeatedly.
Although this is not a permanent light in the true sense.
But it’s okay to stay awake all night.
At daybreak, the ever-burning lamp was extinguished.
Knowing that there was something wrong with the Qingqianliu in the Man Mo Temple, Jin An would not be so reckless as to go in directly, unless he was acting stupidly.
Jin An observed around the Wen Mo Temple, and then found a place with the best view. His spirit began to rise, and he planned to use the empty terrain he found to see everything inside the Wen Mo Temple at a glance.
He has measured the terrain.
The open terrain we are looking for right now allows us to see the location of Qingqianliu.
And the two are hundreds of feet apart.
Enough for him to be cautious and watch from a distance.
Jin An endured the turbid air of the night, his soul floating higher and higher. He first saw the ever-bright lamps lighting up in the Wen Mo Temple.
These everlasting lanterns are like stars, illuminating the terrain and palaces inside the Man Mo Temple.
At the same time, Qingqian Liu was also photographed.
There is nothing unusual about the green money willows at night, just like those seen during the day, with the breeze blowing gently and the branches swaying gently.
Ding ding ding——
The wishing bamboo plaques hanging on the branches jingled in the night wind, as crisp and sweet as wind chimes.
"Um?"
Jin An's eyes moved and he stared under the canopy of the Qingqian Liu tree.
The bright moon is in the sky.
The moonlight shines down.
Under the green willow tree, in front of a desk, an old Confucian scholar wearing a moon-white Confucian shirt, with a strong sense of uprightness and a strong iron frame, was writing and painting in front of the desk.
Seeing this middle-aged Confucian scholar, Jin An suddenly remembered a poem -
Who can argue about the loyalty of a scholar? This thought should persist even if the bones are decaying.
The righteousness in this old Confucian scholar's words really fit the occasion.
Jin An looked at the upright old Confucian scholar who was concentrating on writing madly under the willow tree, and frowned. Unfortunately, he was too far away and could not clearly see what the old Confucian scholar was writing madly.
A hundred feet away, Jin An stared at it for a while, then quietly turned around and floated away.
Naturally, he would not commit suicide by visiting the Man Mo Temple at night.
And then put yourself in deep danger.
Moreover, it was the first time tonight that the soul was out of the body for so long. Even though there were six Ding Liujia talismans to warm and nourish the soul, I was still a little exhausted after all.
Jin An drifted back to his residence.
But his soul didn't return immediately.
Instead, he started to find all the copper coins he had on him... Fortunately, he didn't have much loose money on him, and the old Taoist priest was really poor. Adding up all the copper coins they had on them, no copper coin blades were found.
According to Jin An's conjecture.
Those copper coin leaves can only be seen when the soul is out of the body, and cannot be seen with the naked eye.
Otherwise, Taoist or Buddhist experts who were passing by would have noticed something unusual in Chang County.
But among the masters who can leave their body and freely roam between heaven and earth, who would leave their body with their soul idle every day, and use their soul to stare at an inconspicuous copper coin and carefully examine it?
After checking all the copper coins in the house and seeing that there were no abnormalities, Jin An put the Liuding Liujia Talisman back into his physical palm.
Then the soul returns to its place.
After returning to his soul, Jin An's physical body closed his eyes. When he stood up, he felt severe dizziness, listlessness, and his face turned slightly pale.
Jin An understands.
My soul was frightened and hurt, so I felt extremely exhausted mentally.
So this night.
Jin An has been holding the Liuding Liujia Talisman, carefully studying it and observing the Shinto rhythms of the Twelve Righteous Gods on it.
When the rooster crows and dawn breaks on the next day, Jin'an puts away the Six Ding Liujia Talisman.
After a night of observing Shinto and nourishing his energy and spirit, he became vigorous again and returned to normal.
Jin An's eyes were filled with joy.
It was really a wise move for him to seal the Liuding Liujia Talisman this time.
It gave him surprises one after another.
The old Taoist priest had a good sleep, and when he woke up he was full of energy and started clamoring to go to the Man Mo Temple early in the morning to set up a stall to sell his yellow talismans.
Before the old Taoist priest was about to go out, Jin An approached the old Taoist priest. Jin An stopped the old Taoist priest and told him not to set up a stall at Wenwu Temple today.
Jin'an's reason is simple.
"Old Taoist, I'll take care of all your yellow talismans."
"Don't go to Man Mo Temple to set up stalls and sell yellow talismans today."
Before Jin An could wait for the old Taoist priest to answer, he had already paid three taels of silver in advance. These three taels of silver were enough to buy all the yellow talismans on the old Taoist priest's body.
Naturally, Jin An would not argue with the old Taoist priest.
To be continued...
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