deceitful cultivator

Chapter 8 Four Arms Yama Song Zongwu

Outside the prison, Zhao Shuli's face was full of anxiety. He moved to go to the prison, but turned back when he reached the iron gate.

According to the time, Xinggong should have shipped back the first batch of corpses.

But there was no good way, he had to wait patiently.

A moment later, dozens of yamen servants rushed out of the iron gate.

Zhao Shuli breathed a sigh of relief. He was just about to reprimand him, but he noticed that these yamen servants were all Zaoli, not even a fire worker.

He stepped forward to grab one of them and asked, "What happened inside?"

Zaoli kneeled down on the ground with weak legs, and said in a hoarse voice: "From the ground... came... screams, Qian Han went to see, those fireworkers are all dead!!!"

"Where's Qian Han?!"

The slaves pushed the thin figure out: "Here, here..."

Zhao Shuli mentioned him and asked, "Say it quickly."

Qian Han muttered to himself: "The human skin is alive, they are eating people, and all the fireworkers who want to come out will not be spared."

"I see."

Zhao Shuli turned and walked towards the jailer. He was holding back his anger. Didn't he say that the weirdness in the prison had been cleaned up? How could there be a large number of deaths and injuries.

But when he walked in front of the three guards, he looked at the indifferent eyes under the bamboo hat, and swallowed back what he wanted to say.

The jailer standing in the middle said in a slightly old voice: "It's not yet time to take action. As for the dead yamen servants, the money for compensation will be doubled after the end."

"OK, fine."

Zhao Shuli shook his hands and left with a livid face.

The old jailer waited until Zhao Shuli walked away, he looked at the jailer beside him with cold eyes, and his tone was full of murderous intent.

"Li Yaoyang, how many weird things are hidden in the prison?"

Li Yaoyang chuckled, then spread his hands and said, "Old Song, how do I know..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Zongwu punched him down to the ground, and the aura exuding from his body was as real as it was.

Li Yaoyang was not angry at all, but continued: "Old Song, the restricted area of ​​the prison is formed by the 'human skin book', and the weirdness inside has the ability to possess one's body."

"If something unexpected happens to us and the restricted area continues to expand, I don't know how many people will die in Sanxiang City." The jailer holding a long sword said, and the voice turned out to be a woman.

Song Zongwu didn't make another move, he calmed down and asked, "So what's going on in the prison now?"

"Wait a minute."

Li Yaoyang sat cross-legged on the ground, then there was a rustling sound from the ground, and then a centipede came out.

The centipede was about the size of a palm, wearing a dark purple outer armor, and looked very poisonous.

Li Yaoyang gently picked up the centipede and put it in his mouth, and swallowed it without hesitation.

"It is certain that there are three human skin fragments."

Song Zongwu made the sound of bones colliding all over his body. Like a very hungry old wolf, he grinned and said, "When will you make a move?"

"Don't worry, the human face has not appeared. It may be hidden in the cracks of every floor tile. If the source of this weirdness is not found, the restricted area will never be broken."

Song Zongwu's face darkened: "Are you still afraid that I will die inside?"

"That's not true, but I'm afraid that Mr. Song will kill you by mistake."

After Li Yaoyang finished speaking, he looked at the woman: "Miss Bai, you must not draw your sword, lest you hurt the innocent."

"So my swordsmanship is so strong."

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There was an air of despair in the prison.

Everyone's expressions were numb. Although they didn't think it was Bofeng's responsibility, they didn't have the time to comfort each other.

Maybe they will die soon, and end up with human skin mummy.

Ren Qing didn't want to sit still, he closed his eyes and recalled the details he saw before.

Dead bones, human skin, dry grass, and a few centipedes lying on the wall...

Centipede? ! !

Not even a mouse was seen in the prison, which means that there is absolutely no living thing in the restricted area, where is the centipede.

Ren Qing thought of the jailer he saw outside, could it be the eyeliner formed by some kind of magic?
"Human skin...human skin...human skin..."

Ren Qing couldn't help muttering a few times, and suddenly his mind moved slightly, he realized that those human skins should be able to piece together a whole piece.

"Could it be that the human skin is not complete, so what is the jailer waiting for?"

It seems that the human skins are not afraid, they just drove the survivors to a dead end, and then gradually ate away.

After vaguely guessing the answer, he decisively called out his own information flow, and just about to consume his life energy to choose the branch without purpose, but an exclamation came from beside him.

Xiao Wu couldn't suppress the fear in his heart, he grabbed Ren Qing's arm and said, "Brother Qing, I just saw human skins, and they haven't gone far."

"Don't act panicked."

Ren Qing squinted his eyes, fearing that he didn't have time to be promoted to double-pupil person, and the human skin had already set his sights on the only threatening self...

Promotion is bound to fall into darkness, but even a momentary flaw will be seized.

"Remember, don't leave the ladder."

Ren Qing drew a short knife with a cold light from his waist, and carefully observed every corner in case he was attacked suddenly.

The rest of the people didn't realize anything at all, and most of them were in a trance state.

As time passed, Ren Qing had finished eating the pig's eyes in order to maintain his strength, but Renpi still seemed extremely patient.

We must turn passive into active.

Ren Qing closed his eyes, showing a gesture of exhaustion, and then listened attentively.

A human face slowly crawled through the cracks in the wall. It seemed to smell blood, and couldn't help poking out part of its body.

At this moment, Ren Qing opened his eyes, locked on the face and exerted strength with both feet.

He stabbed the man's face with a knife and nailed it directly to the wall.

The human face twisted, looking extremely vicious, the blade cut a hole in its body, and blood seeped out from it.

sizzle...

The face rushed towards the crowd in an instant. Ren Qing was able to catch the speed, but his body couldn't keep up.

A famous pyrotechnician died before he could react, and after absorbing one person's life, the face also recovered from its injuries.

It stared at Ren Qing again, while the remaining human skin crawled into the stairs.

All the fireworkers panicked, and trampled on people already started.

Dozens of figures swayed.

Ren Qing only felt his arm get cold, and the human face had already merged into it, but instead of absorbing the flesh and blood, it quickly burrowed towards the head.

"Oh shit."

Ren Qing stabbed himself a few times with the dagger but didn't stop him, but felt that the face had reached the neck.

At this time of crisis, information flow took the initiative to appear in front of us.

【Human skin book】

[Created by the eunuch Huang Ling, to practice this method, one needs to peel off the skin completely, and take specific medicine to induce it to grow again, and it can be completed by repeating it seven times. 】

[It can consume one year of life yuan, and the price is exempted from mastering. 】

Ren Qing didn't think about how many lifespans he needed at all, he directly chose to confirm, and suddenly felt a numb pain all over his body, which intensified with time.

After the human face noticed that Ren Qing had an aura of the same origin, it hesitated for a moment.

At this moment, the white-haired old man broke through the wall and rushed in. He directly tore off the face on Ren Qing's neck.

Fortunately, the face didn't melt into flesh and blood, otherwise it would have been at least a serious injury.

"Everyone step back half a meter, I'm Song Zongwu."

Song Zongwu's image is like a monster, with six eyes on his face, and two arms under his armpits, and his body is covered with strong muscles.

　Next, part of the world view will be unfolded, and readers can also look forward to the next human skin book.

　
(End of this chapter)