There is an inn in the sky

Chapter 470 Look, Flower Pot
Just after returning to the human world, Yan Qingkong, who landed in a county town, felt a faint chill.

"When gods come to the world, ghosts also take the opportunity to create chaos?"

Yan Qingkong's face turned cold, and he looked in one direction, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help snorting.

After a while, his figure disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was already on a dark street, playing with a small sword in his hand.

Except for the street lamps, this street is completely dark, and it looks much colder than other places.He walked up and saw two burly men, one of them was holding a small bronze clock in his hand, mumbling something about getting rich.

He looked at the small bronze clock and frowned slightly.

"Where did this little bronze bell of yours come from?" Yan Qingkong suddenly appeared in front of them, startling them.

"Fuck, you're a ghost, you don't make a sound when you walk."

Brother Hu glared, and was taken aback by the sudden appearance of Yan Qingkong, and said angrily, "None of your business? Get out!"

"This small bronze clock is not a good thing, it is stained with a lot of resentment."

Yan Qingkong sneered, and said: "Whoever gets it may die. You'd better ask the Taoist priest to do rituals for you, to get rid of the grievances you have been contaminated, or you won't live for a few days."

"Fuck!"

Brother Hu was furious when he heard that.

But then, he seemed too lazy to argue with Yan Qingkong, just looked at the small bronze clock with fascination, and murmured, "Get rich, get rich, get rich."

This is obviously not normal.

"Yes, it was given by a ghost-like woman."

Da Zhuang looked at Yan Qingkong, hesitated for a while, and said it. He is not a fool, so he naturally saw that something was wrong with Brother Hu.

In normal times, Brother Hu would have already beaten people.

"What's like a ghost? It's clearly a ghost."

Yan Qingkong looked at them, suddenly a little speechless, how serious is this?

"Ah, no, is it really a ghost?"

At this moment, Zhuang was startled, and suddenly became a little scared.

After thinking about it carefully, he felt that the woman was becoming more and more like a ghost. He pulled the obsessed Brother Hu and said, "Brother Hu, we still throw it away, it's not a good thing."

"Throw it away? This small bronze clock can be sold for at least hundreds of thousands..."

Brother Hu said, looking down at the small bronze clock obsessively again.

"A female ghost gave you a bell, and you dare to accept it?" Yan Qingkong looked at the two of them in astonishment. Could it be that there are still people who don't understand what it means to send a bell?
It should be clear after hearing this.

However, is it unnecessary for this female ghost to send the clock?Just hurt people directly.

"Send the clock... to the end?"

Da Zhuang was stunned for a moment, and finally came to his senses, his face turned a little pale, and he asked quickly, "Then, how did that change? Will Brother Hu die?"

"Go to the Earth Temple in Shatian Village to pay respects. It's a village in the eastern suburbs. Just ask around and you'll know." Yan Qingkong pondered and said, "Or find a Taoist priest or monk to do rituals, which can relieve some grievances."

Da Zhuang nodded repeatedly.

"By the way, where is that female ghost? How long have you been gone?"

Yan Qingkong squinted his eyes and looked around, then turned around and asked Da Zhuang.

"Let's go, it should be a few minutes."

Da Zhuang thought about it for a while and then pulled Brother Hu to leave.

But Brother Hu's eyes suddenly fell on the little sword that Yan Qingkong was playing with, and a dagger appeared in his hand, and he said bitterly: "Robbing! Hand over the little sword in your hand."

At this time, Yan Qingkong was stunned for a moment, what is the situation?
And Da Zhuang was also taken aback.

"Why are you in a daze, take out the little sword obediently, or don't blame me for the white knife going in and the red knife coming out, I have a few lives in my hand." Brother Hu said angrily.

"Brother Hu, what are you doing?" Da Zhuang was taken aback for a moment.

"You idiot!"

Brother Hu gave Da Zhuang a hard look, and said, "Hand over the little sword!"

"What if I don't pay?"

Yan Qingkong was a little dumbfounded, someone actually robbed him.

Is it because of resentment on the upper body, resulting in unconsciousness?
At this time, his eyes fell on the small bronze clock. This small bronze clock seems to be not simple.

"You can try it if you don't hand it in?!" Brother Hu said, shaking his dagger.

"Look, flowerpot!"

Yan Qingkong raised his head to the sky, gestured slightly and said.

"Ha ha……"

Brother Hu couldn't help laughing.

However, he still looked up subconsciously, and saw a black thing falling from the sky and hitting him.

It looks like a flower pot.

At this moment, Brother Hu was a little stunned, and then he couldn't help being shocked.Oh my god, a flower pot really fell from the sky, it seemed to hit me...

What the hell!

Brother Hu cursed in his heart.

Just as he was trying to escape, the flower pot had already fallen on his head.

boom--

What fell was indeed a flower pot.

This flower pot is black, about [-] centimeters in diameter, and more than ten centimeters high.In the flower pot, there were no flowers and plants, only the dark soil, exuding a cold aura, which made Yan Qingkong startled.

Hades?

At this time, Da Zhuang was a little stunned, looked up to the sky, and said, "There are flower pots? Why are there flower pots?"

He gestured to the houses on both sides, as if they were a little far away.

Even if there is a flower pot, if you accidentally drop it from upstairs, it won't fall here.

Da Zhuang looked at Brother Hu who had fainted, and yelled "Ah", and rushed to see if Brother Hu had been crushed to death.

"It's okay, I just got knocked out."

Yan Qingkong said, squatting down and looking at the flowerpot curiously.

This flowerpot seems to be made of black pottery, and some rough textures can be faintly seen on the body of the pot, but it is no longer clear.And the soil contained in the basin is very likely to be the legendary Nether soil, or Yin soil, ghost soil, etc.

Yan Qingkong didn't rush to grab a handful of dirt to have a look.

When Da Zhuang heard that Brother Hu was fine, he also found out that he just fainted, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

However, Brother Hu's head was not smashed, but a big bag was smashed up.

The bag was getting bigger and bigger, like an egg, looking at it made Da Zhuang feel pain, and he was very glad that he didn't hit himself...

At this time, the flower pot disappeared, which surprised Yan Qingkong.

"I took this little bronze clock away, and if I keep it on you, it will harm you instead." Yan Qingkong tore the little bronze bell out of Brother Hu's hand, and said to Da Zhuang.

He didn't care about Brother Hu's life or death.

However, if the small bronze bell is allowed to fall into the world, many people may die...

"Oh." Da Zhuang nodded repeatedly.

"Remember, you can suppress some grievances in the temple." Yan Qingkong reminded, and left with the small bronze clock.

At this time, he was a little curious and began to study, why did the female ghost send the clock?
Harm people directly, why not?

Could it be that the female ghost wanted to sacrifice Xiao Zhong with blood?
Yan Qingkong couldn't figure it out, but the small bronze clock contained a lot of resentment, it could indeed kill people...

But that's about it.

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(End of this chapter)