deceitful cultivator

Chapter 7 Funerals are not professional, but escape is professional
Ren Qing narrowed his eyes, he knew that he couldn't read it wrong.

No matter how dim the lights in the prison are, the blindness method has made him initially possess the ability of night vision.

Moreover, the human skin also left a faint trace of blood.

Ren Qing signaled to Li Mian and the three to be careful with his eyes, and then came to the corpse of the fireworker on the edge.

He recalled carefully, the jailer he met before had a human skin in his hand, and the two must be related.

Then it is very likely that there is more than one living human skin in the prison.

Ren Qing didn't dare to take any chances, his eyes kept rolling to observe the surroundings.

After a brief panic, everyone began to skillfully handle the corpse.

They took out the needle and thread they carried with them and sealed the eyes, ears, mouth and nose of the corpse, which is said to suppress the grievances caused by the tragic death.

Ren Qing felt that he was very unprofessional, and he didn't know any taboos at all.

"Mom!!!"

A fireman couldn't help but exclaimed, he was about to lift the corpse, but found that as long as he touched its skin, the skin would fall off like tofu.

And what appeared under the skin turned out to be white bones, and there was no trace of flesh and blood.

The rumors of the cell had made people panic, and now everyone was terrified when they saw such a strange corpse.

Even a few young firemen burst into tears, and the scene became extremely chaotic.

At this moment, the fireman in leather armor stood up cursing.

"If you move the body out earlier, you can leave earlier. You always understand this principle, right?"

Although the fire workers were all covered with headscarves, Ren Qing still recognized the other party from the voice. It was the middle-aged fire worker who had been in the council hall before.

Unexpectedly, this person, as a steward, actually entered the restricted area to go to danger in person.

The crowd became quiet, and the middle-aged fire worker said loudly, "In Xia Bofeng, you should have heard my name more or less."

Ren Qing was stunned for a moment. Even those who had closed his news knew about Bo Feng. It is said that few firemen under his command died.

And he likes to do things by himself, and is unique in the management of the yamen.

Bo Feng spit out turbid breath, and then continued to shout: "If you want to go back alive, then calm down and listen to me."

"Tie me a red rope now."

Everyone seemed to have got the backbone. They took out the red rope and tied it to the limbs of the corpse, and then pulled it up smoothly.

The techniques of some fire workers are relatively unfamiliar, and they should have been from the church before they left.

Only the four of them, Ren Qing, didn't even prepare for the red rope. Looking at the professional funeral people around, they felt out of place.

Seeing this, Bo Feng came over and gave Ren Qing some red ropes.

"Will it be related, do you want me..."

"No, thank you."

Before he could finish speaking, Ren Qing had already tied the corpse's limbs by relying on the power of observation blessed by the blind method.

Bo Feng nodded slightly, then went to help the other firemen.

The four of Ren Qing quickly got used to the technique of carrying the corpse, and the rest were also preparing accordingly, but nothing happened during the period.

In order to prevent accidents, usually five people are in groups, four of them carry the corpse, and the remaining one is ready to take over at any time.

However, in this way, the efficiency is naturally greatly reduced, and it is estimated that at least three trips are required to send the corpses outside.

Ren Qing politely rejected Bo Feng's offer to temporarily transfer staff, after all, he didn't want to reveal the strangeness of his eyes in front of outsiders.

He said to the three of Xiaowu: "When you are waiting to lift the body, don't look back no matter what sound you hear."

"Understood, poor man."

"and also……"

Ren Qing glanced at them with serious eyes: "Unlike the five-five group, there are only four of us. Once someone has a problem, the rest have to die."

"Pull your spirits up, you hear me?"

The three Xiaowu replied in unison: "I heard it."

After all the firemen were ready, Bo Feng led the way towards the exit, and the rest were separated by half a meter.

Although Ren Qing's position is close to the periphery, it is theoretically more dangerous, but he can take the opportunity to look at the overall situation.

As he walked slowly, he noticed that in addition to the human skin, there were a few crawlers in the corners that seemed to be hidden.

Ren Qing glanced at it without paying attention, and focused on maintaining the balance of lifting the corpse.

The sound of heavy footsteps kept echoing.

Originally it was only a few minutes away, but now in their eyes, it seemed that they had to walk for several years, and every step was full of fear.

Fortunately, there was no danger, and the stairs to the upper floor were not far away.

At this time, five people sped up and left the team, wanting to be the first to enter the ladder.

Bo Feng couldn't help but scolded a few times, any behavior in the restricted area is full of risks, and it will affect the whole body.

The five of them were clearly negotiated, but after speeding up, their footsteps were not unified, causing the body to stumble.

It was just such a slight movement that the entire skin of the corpse fell off, and a white bone fell to the ground, causing a lot of movement.

Like dominoes, the team collided with each other, and even tore their clothes, thus revealing their skin.

Ren Qing's eyes widened, and he clearly noticed that there were many afterimages passing by.

Immediately afterwards, before the rest of the people could react, the five people who had left the team fell to the ground at the same time, dead like firemen at the stairway.

After seeing the blood, the human skin obviously didn't intend to let the rest of the firemen go. They were crawling fast and covertly against the ground.

Seeing this, Ren Qing gritted his teeth and reminded in a low voice, "Slow down and go three meters to the left."

Xiao Wu and the three did not hesitate, and cooperated with Ren Qing to avoid an attacking human skin.

"Three meters to the right."

"Five meters in front of the left."

Ren Qing commanded calmly, and looked like a headless fly circling the cell, but in reality he was startling every step of the way.

The firemen hurried away, trying to escape by taking advantage of the sea of ​​people.

But as long as the human skin touches a living person, it will immediately burrow into its body, and within a few breaths, all the flesh and blood will be gone.

Ren Qing couldn't help shedding tears, but only felt the burning pain in his eyes.

He found that the human skin was forming an encirclement intentionally or unintentionally, and the only gap was in the direction of the stairs leading to the third floor.

"Throw the corpse!!"

The four let go at the same time, and then heard Ren Qing roaring loudly: "The only way to survive is on the third floor, come here if you want to survive."

Ren Qing turned around and rushed over with Xiao Wu and the three of them.

Seeing this, the others followed suit, wishing they could grow five legs.

Ren Qing didn't just want to save people, mainly because if only the four of them broke through, then the goal would be too obvious.

After Ren Qing entered the stairs, he noticed that Human Skin seemed to be afraid and had no plans to follow.

"It's safe here, rest first."

Ren Qing swallowed a few pig's eyes in a row before he suppressed the weakness.

Two or thirty people poured into the stairs one after another. They didn't recover for a while, and they sat on the ground at a loss.

Ren Qing counted, and now there are less than 40 people left in a hundred people, which shows how tragic it is.

Bo Feng didn't die in time for his reaction.

(End of this chapter)