Folk custom: At the beginning of the wedding, the bride takes off her painted skin

Chapter 46: The customary skills of the pig butcher ([-]) [Request for further reading]

Li Daoxuan looked at the ground where he was about to fall, and suddenly it turned into a crack.

Seeing that his feet were already submerged, he kicked hard at the side and returned to the ground with the force of the counter-shock.

Everything that originally seemed difficult to accomplish has become extremely easy after his physical fitness far exceeds that of ordinary people.

Fang Jie and Zhu Jinglun also ran out from under the eaves in a hurry, and the beams fell to the ground with a loud "bang".

But the two of them had just taken two steps before they stepped into a new crack.

"Damn!"

Fang Jie put his hands on the mud beside the crack and barely stopped himself.

Zhu Jinglun didn't know what method he borrowed, but he stepped on the air and stumbled to Li Daoxuan.

Just as he stood firm, Zhu Jinglun began to look around cautiously.

Trying to find traces of the Hanged Ghost.

"help me!"

Fang Jie heard a quick voice, and the person disappeared into the crack.

The Hanged Ghost changed the environment again, turning the bit of mud where Fang Jie held his hand into a crack again.

Li Daoxuan came to the side in one step. Fortunately, although the Hanged Ghost was a Class B evil spirit, it was not too exaggerated.

The crack was only slightly expanded, and after Fang Jie fell, it was stuck about three feet underground.

The soil on both sides is increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Without external help, even if Fangjie is not squeezed to death by the gradually closing cracks, he will still be submerged by the gradually appearing soil.

"I'll get a stick."

Zhu Jinglun was about to turn around and leave, but Li Daoxuan had already dropped a roll of hemp rope and "tied it around his waist."

At the critical moment of life and death, Fang Jie was only slightly tied up before being dragged by a huge force and suddenly pulled up from the ground.

It was about to fall to the ground.

Zhu Jinglun squatted down, swung his hand around his waist, drew a sword, and slashed directly under Fang Jie's body.

After a slight noise, Fang Jie also fell to the ground smoothly.

But as soon as he landed, he climbed up.

Lying on the ground, it is a living target for the Hanged Ghost.

"Did you just see that ghost?"

"No, but I have a hunch that it will attack you."

While the two were talking, Li Daoxuan glanced at the panel.

[As a qualified pig butcher, tying pigs is his most basic ability. It allows you to operate the knife while the pig is still alive. You have understood the common technique of "tying pigs". 】

Li Daoxuan then looked at the panel.

[Name: Li Daoxuan]

[Sequence: Level [-]·Pig Killer (Pawn)]

[Vulgar utensils: pig-killing knife (one dirty utensil, vulgar utensil), clothing, hemp rope (vulgar utensil, unpopular)]

[Vigor and blood: 15.9]

[Common skills: tying pigs, disemboweling, burning with oil, pawn goods, carrying knives, traveling thousands of miles, knowing Qi (remnant)]

[Combat Strength: 276]

[Survival points: 5 (green)]

With the addition of a common skill, the combat power increased by 10 points again.

And he also discovered that the two times he learned the customary skills of the pig butcher were based on attacking grain eaters.

The previous disembowelment, now the pig tying.

Moreover, the panel seemed to intentionally or unintentionally refer to the killing as pig killing... Li Daoxuan couldn't think about it.

The Hanged Man is right in front of you.

The moment he turned sideways, he used the common skill [Consciousness Qi] again. While the brilliance in front of his eyes dimmed, he also discovered a clue.

There are winding red threads on the ground, which look like centipedes crawling across them.

Li Daoxuan looked along and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"found it!"

On an inverted gavel!Li Daoxuan looked away, as if he hadn't seen it at all, but the moment he turned sideways, the second [goods] was thrown away.

This time the Hanged Ghost was smarter and threw out a lot of incense ash.

Li Daoxuan took a quick look and saw that there were at least twenty or thirty of them.

Not enough, still not enough... Li Daoxuan rushed over in one step, but this time he did not rush to operate the sword, but used the common skills he had just learned.

[Tie pigs].

The hemp rope sprang out like a long snake.

The upside-down gavel was tied directly.

Fang Jie and Zhu Jinglun were still running over, but Li Daoxuan had already taken action.

The left hand touched the waist, using the common technique of a pawn [raising the knife], and the right hand took advantage of the situation to move the butcher knife forward once, using the common technique of [opening the chest].

When he can use common skills, Li Daoxuan will never act blindly!
Two knives, one real and one fake, struck the mallet at the same time. Li Daoxuan seemed to hear a scream in his ears.

The hemp rope is obviously a wooden mallet tied up, but at this moment it seems to be tied up with something else, struggling wildly.

Tear, scream.

It was just a hemp rope that was not suitable for ordinary utensils, but in the blink of an eye, it was torn directly, and then it was gone.

Behind him came the breath of Zhu Jinglun using [Huodang], but he didn't hit it.

Fang Jie was even more decisive and used the large-scale attack technique [Dirt Water] directly in the direction in which the Hanged Ghost was escaping.

Only a few drops of water turned into vulgarity fell on the Hanged Ghost, and it passed through the area.

Fang Jie hurriedly looked at Li Daoxuan beside him... No, Li Daoxuan was no longer around him, not even in front of him, but he could only be seen at the corner of the street in the distance.

This time, not only Fang Jie, but even Zhu Jinglun looked shocked.

Li Daoxuan used the common skill [Walking Thousands of Miles], and he could feel it, but at this speed... Zhu Jinglun felt that even if his speed were twice, no, even three times faster, he might not be able to catch up with Li Daoxuan.

"Go, follow!"

After Fang Jie finished speaking, the two of them ran in the direction where Li Daoxuan disappeared.

The sound of howling wind filled his ears. This was the first time Li Daoxuan used this thousands-mile-long technique against an enemy. He had only tried it on a small scale in the yard before.

But now... Li Daoxuan even feels like he is flying.

Everything around him was floating behind him, and everything moving in front of him also slowed down.

The Hanged Ghost was frightened and ran away like crazy.

But despite this, Li Daoxuan, who used ordinary skills, could already match its speed, and even be slightly faster.

The Hanged Ghost moved back and forth among the overturned things, and Li Daoxuan followed closely behind him, drawing his sword again and again.

But after crossing this street, he couldn't help but slow down.

Because before I knew it, I had arrived at Huanghu Street.

At the end of this street, there is an extremely unexpected inn. When other houses are all with gray tiles and earthen walls and only one floor.

That inn had blue tiles and black walls, and was three stories high.

At the front entrance, close to the wall, you can see a sculpture of a smiling man as tall as the inn, with a bald head and a huge mouth.

Around the inn, there is a circle of human heads hanging, also with smiling faces. In this windless weather, they are constantly swaying, like living things.

"Eat people, eat people."

The smiling heads were talking, speaking in unison, which made people's hair stand on end.

Li Daoxuan stopped, but the Hanged Ghost did not stop, dragging his mutilated body straight into the weird Smiling Face Inn.

Fang Jie and Zhu Jinglun also ran over panting.

Even if Li Daoxuan didn't say anything, they both understood everything.

"Now there are two options."

Li Daoxuan looked at Zhu Jinglun. After all, he was just a grain eater who took people's money and did things for them. Zhu Jinglun was the one who really made the decision.

"Give up, or go in?" Zhu Jinglun asked tentatively.

"Do not."

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