The senior sister went crazy setting up a stall and asked the industry boss to let her go.

next day

As soon as Wu Guo woke up, she smelled a familiar fragrance and felt as if she had returned to the house. She raised her eyes to look at Liu Wu beside her and whispered softly: "A Wu... take the children back for the New Year. I miss them."

Liu Wuqing said "hmm", hugged her waist lustfully, then hugged her to get up, and said: "Awu, you wash up first, I will make arrangements."

Wu Guo nodded, walked to the bathroom nearby, and threw a poisonous snake from the wash basin out of the window with an expressionless face. Looking at himself in the mirror, he suddenly felt a little strange and almost forgot what he looked like. Although Liu Zixuan It looked a third like me, but it always felt weird, so I reached out and gently touched this face.

Even though she is thirty years old, there is no sign of aging. She has a pair of bright, almond-shaped eyes, crystal clear, and her little face is as plump as a newly opened flower bone. But this face makes me feel a little unreal, so I rarely look in the mirror and subconsciously ignore my appearance.

Outside the house, after Liu Wu gave instructions to Xifeng, he sat in the bamboo forest, leaning lazily on the bamboo recliner, with a few butterflies flying past his eyes.

There is a formation barrier here, which is like spring all year round. Various flowers and plants are planted here. The remains of bones can be faintly seen among the flowers. A Taoist is watering the flowers while humming a ditty.

At this moment, a corpse fell from the sky and was thrown into the flowers, and the figure of No. 87 flashed past.

Xifeng pushed the small dining cart out and started making breakfast directly in the courtyard. A beautiful day started in the morning.

However, some new year's goods were brought in, and Taoist Ichimoku didn't stop them. After watering the flowers, he happened to meet Wu Guo coming out and said to her: "Follow Pindao."

Wu Guo followed him into the main room next door without hesitation, watched him open a secret room, and followed him in. The secret room was quite deep, and the stairs under the oil lamp extended into the darkness underground, as if there was no end.

When a scent of fragrance hit his nostrils, he held his breath and said softly: "You don't have to be like this, Taoist friend Ichimoku. The fragrance is of no use to me. You might as well tell me directly what you want to do."

Taoist Ichimoku looked back at her, stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, hugged her horizontally, flew down and said: "Who knows! I just got a new good thing recently, but there is no good container to carry it, so I can't write anymore. Until I saw you, fellow Taoist, Pindao felt that there was hope for this matter again."

Wu Guo didn't say anything. After a while, he was able to touch the ground with his feet. He looked at what he was preparing. When he saw the things in the room clearly, his eyes lit up and he exclaimed: "Fellow Taoist, these things are precious!" Got it!"

Ichimoku Taoist Priest said: "It's quite knowledgeable."

But the last sight fell on a complete human skin on the shelf. This human skin was well peeled and well preserved. The delicate and soft skin felt like touching a young girl. It can be called a living human skin. This should be attributed to the densely packed runes above.

Ichimoku Taoist was slightly surprised: "Can you see these runes?"

Wu Guo nodded and saw that he was holding a thousand-year-old locust wood pen in one hand and a bowl of special talisman ink in the other. He instantly understood what he just said and said, "Do you understand the Human Skin Sutra?"

Taoist Ichimoku replied: "No, I am a half-informed person. Stop talking nonsense and take off your clothes."

Wu Guo nodded, and he was completely naked. Seeing the shock in his eyes, he smiled.

This human skin scripture written on human skin naturally has its use. As for its use, we can only know it through experiments. This is why I simply do what he said, because I also want to know what the human skin scripture does. It is rare to be passed down. And according to his moody temperament, for the success of this human skin warp, he will definitely hurt countless girls. Taoist Ichimoku's eyes were clear and he began to copy the human skin sutra on her face. As soon as he finished writing the first word, the handwriting glowed with a golden light and disappeared into her skin. In an instant, he saw her eyes widen. Her pale face instantly turned red due to the surging energy and blood. She bit her lip, as if she was enduring the huge pain, but she didn't stop. When she wrote the second character, she saw her crying. Then he stopped writing.

He put his arms around her waist to prevent her from falling, and whispered: "Are you... in pain?" There was a hint of joy and a hint of worry in the hoarse voice.

I didn't expect her to have such a big reaction. Neither the women nor the women in the previous experiment had any reaction, and they couldn't write anymore. They died suddenly after writing the first word.

Wu Guo said weakly: "Keep writing, Ah Wu..."

This sound called Ah Wu out from hiding in the darkness, stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, hugged her waist from behind, and continuously fed her spiritual power to relieve her. In pain, he looked at the Taoist in front of him with eyes as if he were looking at a dead person. This murderous intention did not reveal any murderous intent, it was just a gaze full of pure murderous intent.

Taoist Ichimoku calmed down and continued writing.

This short sutra on the human face actually took four hours. I did it in one breath without taking a break, and a few drops of sweat dripped from under the mask.

Wu Guo, who had already fainted from pain in Liu Wu's arms, put on clothes for her.

Suddenly her face began to crack, and her face couldn't bear the human face and was shattered all over the place.

At this moment, Liu Wu's murderous aura was overwhelming. If the sweetheart in his arms wasn't still breathing, he would have broken his neck.

Taoist Ichimoku held her face and exclaimed: "How is that possible!" He gently stroked her face and found that her face seemed to have shed its skin. He took off the scraps of skin with his fingers, rubbed it gently, and then turned around and walked away. Go to the side to prepare it and leave a sentence: "Don't let her scratch your face."

Liu Wu lowered his eyes and the murderous aura dissipated in an instant, leaving only deep worry. The moment he opened his eyes when he looked at her in his arms, he raised his hands and immediately grabbed her hands. He watched her painful struggle and raised his eyes to look at the man walking over. The man whispered: "Is there a concentric Gu?"

Taoist Ichimoku glanced sideways at him, fed her a pill with a glass of water, and then gave him another pill. He took it and drank it without hesitation.

Taoist Ichimoku picked her up from Liu Wu's arms, placed her on the cold jade bed nearby, and began to deal with her face. Sure enough, a broken and incomplete face was peeled off from her face, and this face was that of the Painted Skin Ghost. .

When he looked back at her face, he was stunned and the painted ghost in his hand fell to the ground.

Liu Wu clutched his chest and looked at Wu Guo in pain. The pain on Wu Guo's body instantly doubled back to him, and he broke into a cold sweat from the pain.

In the hospital

Liu Yan couldn't help but frown at the same time, covering his heart and almost losing his grip on the wine glass in his hand.

Xifeng took the two young masters to the side to plant vegetables. (End of chapter)