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Chapter 240 No choice

When the body suddenly feels pain that is not too serious, people generally do not pay too much attention to it, especially when the pain point is covered by clothing. They will basically choose to ignore it until it becomes more serious, and then they will pay attention.

It is not advisable to take chances. There are countless examples of minor illnesses turning into serious illnesses or even terminal illnesses.

Regardless of her identity, Ding Haohao is just an ordinary girl. She feels much more uncomfortable on weekdays. After all, it is impossible for every guest she meets to be sympathetic to her.

But this time she didn't take any chances. The moment she felt unwell, she immediately thought of everything that happened tonight.

To say that women's intuition is sometimes ridiculously accurate, Ding Haohao immediately guessed that he had been cursed.

The pain under her ribs became more and more intense, and she even gasped in pain without any relief.

The physical pain was not what Ding Haohao cared about the most. There was only one thought in her mind at the moment.

Help!

Go find those experts!

If anyone can save him, it must be Zhao Sanyuan and the others!

But Luanming Pavilion is so big, how can we find it in a short time?

Do you really have a chance to live to see them?

Indeed, Ding Haohao fell down in pain next to the frozen pond before he could take a few steps. Because at this time, most of the guests and girls were working hard in the private rooms, and the Fuchou Pavilion was slightly remote, so Even if someone passed by nearby, no one noticed Ding Haohao who fell to the ground, and she had lost even the chance to call for help. The indescribable pain spread rapidly from her ribs, as if there was an invisible force cramping and digging into her bones.

Ding Haohao didn't know that while she was enduring the severe pain, two of her lower left ribs had been broken. Not even a delicate girl could bear it.

The night sky was dark, and Ding Haohao's bloodshot eyes showed pain, helplessness, unwillingness, and relief.

The memories of less than twenty years passed before my eyes like a revolving lantern.

I have never harmed anyone, do I really deserve to die?

In the eyes of the person who cast the curse, do I really deserve to die?

do not care.

Anyway, if he continues to be forced to sell meat in a kiln to make up for his laughter, it is better to die like this. Dust to dust to dust. This purgatory-like world will never come again. I would rather be a grass in the next life.

Fortunately, I was able to meet those warm-hearted elder brothers before I died, and I understood that not all men in the world are sanctimonious, but unfortunately there are too few of them.

Snowflakes were falling, falling on Ding Haohao's painfully twisted face and then gradually melting away.

It seems to be colder in the Imperial Capital tonight than in previous years.

Just when Ding Haohao was despairing, he seemed to feel a gust of fragrant wind blowing against his face, and vaguely saw a beautiful figure.

She had never seen such a beautiful woman, like a fairy descending to earth.

"Well, if I can help one of them while I'm still alive, I think I can accumulate more blessings for my husband."

Ding Haohao heard this sigh in his vague consciousness.

Immediately afterwards, the pain that I didn't know somehow disappeared for the most part, and my consciousness quickly became clear.

She struggled to sit up, but found no one around her.

Is it an illusion?

Or is there really a god who saves people in distress?

Ding Haohao was full of doubts, but she understood that she had no time to delay. The pain in her body had not disappeared, and she had to find Zhao Sanyuan and the others as soon as possible to save her life.

I want to live!

I want to live!

I don't want to die yet!

When the hope of living was in front of him, Ding Haohao had long forgotten his previous desperate thoughts and hurried towards the Chrysanthemum Tower with difficulty.

at the same time.

The scenes in Dancai Tower were far too horrifying and bloody.

Yuping's body was twisted into extremely weird angles like fried dough twists. One arm was twisted into several sections, and the broken white bones were exposed through the skin, making it hideous and terrifying.

But she didn't even have the strength to cry out in pain, and watched helplessly as her body was shattered bit by bit, just like the little wooden man she once broke.

It is said that disasters last for thousands of years, but in fact, in many cases, you cannot see the retribution for these disasters.

The pain Yuping was experiencing now was no different from the pain she had inflicted on others.

Liu Wa'er's slowly twisting palms didn't stop at all, and the smile on her face became brighter as Yu Ping suffered.

It's similar to twisting a sausage.

After twisting to a certain extent, the sausage will collapse into large pieces of meat.

next moment!

Flesh and blood are flying in Dancai Tower!

After Yuping experienced unimaginable pain, she finally died without a burial place. Not even a whole body was left behind. Her life disappeared together with her sins during her lifetime. Soon, no one will remember that this person lived. , and no one will know what she has done.

Liu Wa'er looked quite enjoying herself and opened her arms to embrace the rain of blood.

But it soon frowned, because it felt that the cursed Ding Haohao was not dead.

This is impossible.

If a living person is sacrificed, the effect of the spell will be more powerful. There is no reason that Yuping is dead and Ding Haohao is not dead yet.

However, the next moment, Liu Wa'er was completely relieved and understood the reason.

Inside the door of Dancai Tower, a gust of fragrant wind gathered and gradually transformed into a human form.

It's Su'er.

"Finally, I'm willing to show up." Liu Wa'er smeared the blood on his hands. He was not surprised at Su'er's arrival. To be more precise, this was a killing plot carefully laid out by Liu Wa'er. He followed the plan step by step. progress,

Su'er's face was solemn and anxious, and she went straight to the point: "Let my husband go."

There was a tacit understanding between each other, and it was clear what the purpose of both parties was, but Su'er was obviously the passive one, so Liu Wa'er was not in a hurry at all. It enjoyed the expression of helplessness and unwillingness to struggle in the last moments of its prey.

"Rough calculation, we have been fighting for almost a hundred years. On what day did it start? Do you still remember?"

Su'er didn't answer. She looked at her old enemy who had been fighting for many years with cold eyes.

What day does it start?

Perhaps it will be the day when it is artificially created and has independent consciousness.

That's right, the formation of Liu Wa'er and Su'er, Painted Skin Ghost and Painted Demon is not entirely a coincidence.

There once was such a master of painting. Her painting skills could be said to be at the pinnacle. However, there was a fatal premise. Her exquisite painting skills must be copied. Otherwise, even if she painted a picture of a chick eating rice, it would be a mess.

However, having this skill is a blessing from God, and you can earn a lot of money by relying on your miraculous copying skills.

However, money cannot buy exquisite looks.

Yes, this female painter is so ugly that she feels disgusted when she looks in the mirror.

When people are no longer struggling for food and clothing and can achieve financial freedom, people will always pursue more things.   For example, having a beautiful face and exquisite facial features, and having a proud figure and temperament.

So she spent a lot of money in the world to find the extremely secret secret method in the legend, which can shape the face and bones, and become a completely different person. However, the feudal era is not the future, and the ruthless technology and the four evil arts do not exist at all. You should strive for excellence in makeup, so if you think about it, you will know that even if such a secret method exists, the cost will be beyond imagination.

And the more important premise is, how difficult is it to find such a method?

Try again and again, be cheated again and again, be disappointed again and again, the cycle goes back and forth.

She even learned the art of aversion to victory, believing that if she cursed and killed a certain number of others, she would be able to obtain a beautiful face, but it was still of no use.

The painter is getting older and older, and he is getting more and more crazy, no longer in his prime.

The artist's extreme low self-esteem about his appearance and his living condition that is almost out of touch with society have made the painter crazy and no longer rational.

Unforeseen circumstances arise, and it is discovered that fakes are always used as authentic works. Enemies come to smash and confiscate.

During the chaos, the painter completely lost her mind. She sat under a large bronze mirror, imagining the most perfect face and painted a picture of a lady. This was her only original work, and the painting work was exquisite.

Then, in full view of everyone, she used a knife to cut downwards from Tianqi to her abdomen, and then divided it into two branches to reach her feet, and then forcibly peeled off her own skin.

Have any of the enemies who come to your door seen such a posture? They were all so frightened that they cried for father and mother.

The painter laughed while holding his own human skin, and finally fell into a pool of blood.

When the officials arrived at the scene, apart from the skinless body, the human skin and the picture of the lady were gone.

But no one would pay attention to these trivial things and treat it as some weird suicide case. Little did they know that from that day on, there would be more painted skin ghosts and painted demons in the world.

The painter could not find a way to change his appearance until his death, but he created two strange beings by chance. However, their fates were determined from the beginning of their creation. If you want to live for a long time, the best way is Devour each other to become complete.

Therefore, over the past hundred years, there have been countless duels between them. The difference is that the Painted Skin Ghost only wants to devour the Painted Demon, while the Painted Demon is not very interested in lifespan.

One tried his best to chase and kill, and the other tried his best to hide.

Until one day, both of them lost their vitality. After being seriously injured, Hua Yao Su'er returned to her true form as a lady, and changed hands several times.

The Painted Skin Ghost is not so free and easy, because there is an essential difference between the skin and the painting. A hundred-year-old scroll will turn yellow at best, but a century-old human skin will fester. The Painted-Skin Ghost urgently needs to retreat and absorb the souls of living people to maintain its vitality. At this time, it met Zhou Nan who was tortured by Sister Ling and Yu Ping.

It was at this time that Painted Skin Ghost realized that it was almost impossible to defeat the opponent with ordinary methods, so he thought about it and figured out the overall situation.

First, they found the real body of Hua Yao Su'er but did not attack immediately. Instead, they set up a trap to burn down the mansion where it was located, and then designed a person to save Hua Yao Su'er's real body, that is, Jiang Yang.

the reason is simple.

The Painted Skin Ghost knows that he and Su'er respectively represent the good and evil of the dead painter, and Su'er will definitely try his best to repay the favor of saving his life.

If you attack this person secretly, Su'er will definitely save him. Su'er's power will continue to be consumed, and it will be too easy to defeat him by then.

The costs of harming a person and saving a person are often not comparable. For example, it is easy to stab someone to death with one knife in one second, but the cost of treating a stab wound is much higher.

Of course, this is not enough. Painted Skin Ghost deliberately approached Jiang Yang to buy the picture of the lady. In fact, it was all a pretense, in order to let Su'er secretly understand that Painted Skin Ghost had discovered it.

Later, the Painted Skin Ghost planned to seduce He Kuisheng, and he was not afraid that he would not submit. How many gentlemen in this world are not lewd? Not many people can bear it when a stunning beauty throws herself into her arms.

After a quick engagement, he placed a curse on Jiang Yang on his wedding night, not only forcing him to be targeted by others, but also slightly extracting his soul.

After Su'er found out about the situation, it had no choice but to secretly save Jiang Yang's life, calm his soul and stabilize his soul, but he could only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

Before Su'er could think of a better way to deal with it, the second key to this killing game came.

It took advantage of Jiang Yang's human nature and all the unsatisfactory things in Jiang Yang's life, such as being tricked by his mistress, being expelled from the school, being no longer able to be on stage and being popular, his wife being unable to have children for a long time, etc., and designed to order people to take Jiang Yang away. Yang coaxed him to Luanming Pavilion.

When Jiang Yang saw Liu Wa'er who was very similar to the hateful little master's wife, he was completely fooled.

stop?

Su'er couldn't stop her at all.

Could it be that Liu Wa'er is an evil spirit?

He is not a human being, and if his true identity is revealed along with him, everything will be over.

Moreover, since they got married, they have never brought a son or a half to the Jiang family. Hua Yao Suer sees nothing wrong with her husband looking for fun.

If I have to say it, it is because it loves Jiang Yang too much.

Su'er closed her eyes and clenched her fists slightly, "I understand that everything was arranged by you, but why did you involve the innocent?"

Liu Wa'er chuckled and said: "How can we weaken your power without involving him? We are born on the same side. We have been fighting for hundreds of years and still can't defeat you. I should think of some tips. Besides, seeing how you treat Jiang Yang's feelings, you should be very satisfied with my arrangement, right?"

Unable to refute.

No matter what the original reason was, Suer never regretted meeting Jiang Yang, let alone marrying him.

This is the happiest and happiest time in a hundred years, and I will remember every bit of it in my heart.

But So Ah is not just asking about her husband.

"I'm asking about all the people who were tricked by you, including my husband. When I came here, I found that some people had fallen victim to your spell. They are all pitiful people. Why should you cut off their lives?"

Liu Wa'er was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then burst into laughter.

"Hey~ You really think of yourself as a kind person. You two are so in love and happy. I am alone in this pavilion to welcome you. Why don't you let me have some fun? If you don't suck the soul, you can change back. Old lady pictures, if I don't suck the soul, I'm just a piece of rotten skin. Anyway, this place is full of sin and hatred, so what if a few of them die? Do you still want the evil ghost to hang the pot to save the world?"

The words are unreasonable but not unreasonable.

It is indeed difficult to make an evil ghost have high moral character and not harm others.

Liu Wa'er wiped the tears from laughter at the corner of her eyes and said with emotion: "It's just that I didn't expect it to go so smoothly. It happened that a few strangers from the world came to Luanming Pavilion, and they all liked to meddle in other people's business, so it's okay Okay, I'll take this opportunity to divert trouble to the east and lure them to you. Since you are not at home to help Jiang Yang settle down, it must be those people who stopped him, right? Remember, you are a monster, not a human. In their eyes, you will always represent evil, no different from me."

Su'er doesn't care whether there is a difference, because it understands that it can no longer live.

Being interrupted by Zhao Sanyuan and Liu Mangfan from casting a spell was too fatal. The only possibility left to save her husband was to stop the Painted Skin Ghost from harming Jiang Yang.

As for the conditions, I believe there is no need to go into details.

Su'er's eyes were determined, "As long as you promise not to harm my husband again, I am willing to die."

Liu Wa'er smiled ghostly, "It depends on my mood. Anyway, if you don't die now, Jiang Yang will die. If you die now, he may live in the future. Do you want to bet?"

(End of this chapter)