There is no wind in the prison.

At this moment, the wind suddenly rose, as if countless evil spirits were whimpering and howling, making the straw on the ground fly and rotate. A burst of cold and cold breath rushed into the canvas. The demon in the painting had hollow and woody eyes, exuding a strong dead aura, staring straight at the cold.

The old Taoist in death row maintained his last posture just now, hanging on the chain of life-locking meridians, soft and silly. The man is still alive, but he is already a walking corpse. His soul has been sealed in two portraits.

The cold was panting, the whole body was trembling with coldness, and the nausea and annoyance. I cleaned up like a little old man, staggering and walking out.

The painting he completed later was stuffed into his crotch so as not to reveal traces.

Bang bang bang bang!

Yan Han knocked on the iron door weakly. After a long time, someone came over outside the door cursed. He opened the iron door and the dim lantern came to Yan Han's face. The wrinkles on his face were squeezed into a ball, and he cursed: "Are you a human or a ghost!"

"I am a cobbler!" Yan Han replied in a bad mood, his voice so hoarse that he was even startled.

The old jailer took a few steps back, looked at him blankly, shook his head repeatedly, raised his finger to point in front, as if he was avoiding the plague, far away from him.

When the cold slowly walked over, the old jailer shook his head and sighed: "The cobbler, the cobbler, the life, the death, the yin and yang are drawn! Yin and yang are separated, and a person is heartbroken!"

It seems to be talking or singing, and the words are sad, and the wind is gushing, which is particularly desolate.

Even though I have heard it once, I still feel cold in my heart when I listen to it again.

He has died once, and now his body is afraid that he will die again in two or three days.

The 18-year-old young man was not as dull as his body, as if his vitality had been pulled away little by little.

The profession of a cobbler is really not a job for humans! These damn evil demons and heretics really don’t treat people as humans!

Damn it!

It's time to kill!

Yan Han handed over the painting at the designated place, and returned the brushes, indigo pigments and other objects. He put away the ten stacked seal Tongbaos he obtained, his feet were filled with iron, very heavy, and he was staggering all the way.

I'm afraid I can't even survive this for three days.

what to do?!

Think hard in the cold.

That book is now the greatest hope. However, in the original owner's memory, he had tried it repeatedly, and he dripped blood to recognize the owner, burned and soaked in water. The book was unscathed and had no changes.

Very strange!

Very durable!

The key is definitely in that sentence! The original owner remembers that the sentence is ripe, and it is not bad at all.

...The sun and moon on earth, the yin and yang of heaven and earth! There is death in life, and birth in death, birth or not, death is not dead, the unity of man and nature, and long-lasting vision! This is called the yin and yang immortality!

This sentence is the key!

Walk along the cold, think along the way.

The sky is getting brighter, there are more and more people on the street, and the popularity is gradually increasing. At this time, it is chilly spring, and the cold is wrapped around the linen shirt on your body from time to time. I feel that the coldness is penetrated into my bones and soaked in. My body is cold and my brain is a little dizzy. This is a sign of weak body and shortness of energy, and excessive brain use.

At the restaurant in Xishi City, there were crowds of people and bursts of meat fragrance came to your nose.

Yan Han couldn't help swallowing his saliva without hesitation, so he made up his mind and walked over.

The shopkeeper in Xishikou, whose shopkeeper is surnamed Zheng, is known as Zheng Tu, occupies an excellent position. Three shops are spread out in a word under the head of the first prize bridge. This one sells meat, and the two shops next to it sell some wine, pork soup, pork head meat, and old soju wine. It is a unique shop in Xishikou.

It is usually too early to leave here in severe cold.

It's different now.

The cold not only had an empty stomach, but also felt cold and cold in the body. He also traveled through time and thought it through. If he continued like this, he might not be able to survive the three days of good life as the Death Prisoner said. At this time, he still felt sorry for money, so he would really waste his money and be hopeless.

Besides, he still needs to eat enough now, but he cracked the eternal book that no one has cracked.

"Waiter!" The cold and heroic spirit of the clouds were dry, but unfortunately the voice was hoarse and weak. "I'll have a big bowl of pig soup, a pound of pork head meat, and a pot of old shochu wine, all of them are hot and hot!"

"Customer, you are..." The waiter stood several steps away, with disgusted eyes.

"A total of 280 ounces, take it! Hurry up!" Yan Han became impatient.

Diners around looked at each other and whispered to the severe cold.

The cold is dizzy.

One night painter, five stacked seal coins!

That is, five hundred texts.

I doubled today and got ten stacked seal treasures.

According to convention, five hundred sen, it can last for ten days for severe cold. Now, it will cost more than half of it!

Seeing Qian's jealousness, the waiter no longer cared about the cold and cold aura on Yan Han's body. He came forward, grabbed three stacked seal and Tongbao, turned around and left.

After severe cold, I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and adjusted my breath evenly. After half of the time, my dizziness finally subsided.

Pig soup, pork head meat, and old soju wine are served in a hot air, which makes people feel energetic.

I was sweating and steaming in the severe cold, and I was very excited.

This 280-month flower is worth it!

Too worth it!

After eating and drinking hard, my energy was half improved all of a sudden, and my face finally had a little blood.

call!

It seems that as long as you have money and work hard on your diet, even if you cannot get rid of the current predicament, you can at least relieve it a little.

But if you have money, relying solely on the income of a painter will not quench your thirst!

The cold smiled bitterly, from Xishikou to the south, the pedestrians gradually became fewer and the surroundings became decaying and desolate, not like a part of Jindu City at all.

This is the southwest corner of Jindu City, and it is also a dead corner and a slum.

The places where the cold landed are even more remote, even these slums cannot be covered.

It was a small hill in the city, also known as a mass grave. There was an abandoned Taoist temple under the foot. The three main halls had collapsed, and only a woodshed behind the hall was still there, which could shelter from the wind and rain, shelter from shelter, and she didn't have to spend money.

There was basically no one here to disturb him.

As soon as the cold cold approached here, I felt the cold and cold smell again, and it was chilly.

He couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

The original owner chose to live in this place, which really made him feel that he was long-lasting.

no!

I can't stay here anymore!

I have to find another place to stay! Yan Han made up his mind secretly, walked to the woodshed quickly, and reached out to the wood door.

With a creaking sound, the wooden door opened.

Several gray figures flashed through the shabby window.

The door was messy, and it was not changed from when I left yesterday, except for the stove and pots that were flocked by these foxes and wild rats.

In order to save money, the original owner did not work, so he made a fire and made some simple meals to live.

Yan Han now decided to leave here, so he no longer cared about these things. He went out and followed his memory to the mass grave.

The original owner hid the more than 20 stacked seal and Tongbao treasures he had accumulated in the mass grave, so that he would not be afraid of being searched.

Just as I turned the corner, a faint crying sound came from the front, which was very desolate and heartbroken.

The rising sun is bright, but it is very warm. The two feelings are intertwined, without any sense of incongruity.

I listened carefully for a while when I was cold, and laughed silently.

I guess this is because there is a young lady burying her relatives here, so she cries so sadly.

There are so many dreams in the night. The cold is not enough to deal with it. I quickly turned to the mass graveyard and found the crooked old peach tree. I bowed three times to the crooked old peach tree, muttering the words: "It's cold and I'm asking the old man to take care of it. Today I'm going to take it away. Thank you for taking care of it for years!"

This is actually because although the original owner was burdened with the burden of family destruction, he was young after all and had nowhere to express his depression and depression in his heart. Therefore, he treated this crooked old peach tree as a tree hole to pour out some pressure in his heart.

After the severe cold, I looked at the direction and took seven steps, lifted up the stones under my feet, and took out the small package buried in the soil.

Everything was there, Yan Han's heart fell to the ground, breathed a sigh of relief, sat down, and couldn't wait to open the book under this crooked old peach tree.

...The sun and moon on earth, the yin and yang of heaven and earth! There is death in life, and birth in death, birth or not, death is not dead, the unity of man and nature, and long-lasting vision! This is called the yin and yang immortality!

The cold is pinched to remove the head and tail, and focus on the middle sentences. "There is death in life, and the birth in death" is the same as the Taoist yin and yang fish. So what does this "If you don't live, you won't die" mean? What does it mean?

Is it a living dead?

Zombies?

ghost?

No! Yan Han felt a sudden heart, and his hair stood up. This is clearly a state of beings that are not alive and immortal!

Life is from birth to death. When will this state be like this?

The cold eyes suddenly lit up!

Isn’t it like this state of “life and death without death” when life and death are dying?

A gust of wind blew, and a sigh seemed to sound behind him, and a deep sob.
Chapter completed!