Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature.

Chapter 214: See the young hero's righteous attack! (5K subscription required)

In the quiet kitchen, Duan Yun and his group watched Feng Ling'er making a human skin mask.

Feng Ling'er first poured a little cooking oil on the table, spread the fresh face skin on the oil and kneaded it. Then she picked up a small wooden stick like a rolling pin and gently rolled the back of the face.

To be honest, Duan Yun and the other two felt a little hungry after watching this scene.

If it weren't for the man's terrifying face swaying under the oil lamp, they would have thought that Feng Ling'er was going to fry and roast the pig skin.

After kneading the person's face for a while, Feng Ling'er let out a breath.

Seeing this, Shen Ying couldn't help but say, "Is this all right?"

"Of course not."

After Feng Ling'er finished speaking, she took out some fine powder from the package and sprinkled it on the back of the man's face.

Finished, now it looks more like it, all coated with flour.

Afterwards, the two faces were hung in the house, and Feng Ling'er said, "Just wait until they are dry."

I have to say, these two faces hanging there, as the wind blows, seem to have changing expressions on their faces, so lifelike.

It really looks like that.

After this seemingly unreliable process, we actually got a reliable result.

Shen Ying couldn't help but ask: "Where did you learn this method?"

Feng Ling'er said: "I have an aunt named 'Qin Shentong'."

Shen Ying reacted immediately and said, "That Qin Shentong who is already sixty years old but is still called a child prodigy?"

Feng Ling'er nodded and said, "Besides not being good at martial arts, she just likes to play. She figured out the method of making the human skin mask because she thought it was fun."

Brother Murong said with emotion: "Yes, a few years ago, it was said that seven of the best human skin masks on the market were made by the Thousand Faces Immortal Sect, and the other three were made by Qin Shentong, but there was no news after that."

Feng Linger nodded and said, "That's because my aunt didn't want to play anymore. There are even a lot of human skin masks that are called top-quality ones, which are made of pig skin."

Shen Ying sighed: "Who would have thought that the production method of this human skin mask is so simple and unpretentious."

Feng Linger smiled and said, "Because this method was originally inspired by when she was wrapping the dough and frying the pork skin."

Brother Murong said, "Then shall we do something too?"

"On the hour!" Duan Yun echoed.

So, next to the dried human face, a few people actually fried pork skin and had it as a midnight snack.

At this time, Feng Ling'er couldn't help but ask: "You have the human skin mask, what about ours?"

The Murong brothers asked in confusion: "You guys?"

"You won't act alone again and leave us here, right? The last time we went to do justice was last time. We also want to go." Feng Ling'er replied.

"Yes, I haven't practiced boxing for a long time. I want to go too." Shen Ying agreed.

Seeing that Duan Yun and the Murong brothers did not agree immediately, she couldn't help but ask: "Why, do you think we will be a burden?"

Brother Murong was afraid of being beaten, so he quickly said: "I don't look down on anyone, and I dare not look down on any beautiful girl, but your human skin masks are really a problem. You can't cut off their faces."

Brother Murong is undoubtedly gentle. If you ask him to cut the face of a dead person, he can do it. If you ask him to cut the face of a living man he dislikes, he can barely do it. But if you ask him to cut the face of a living beautiful woman, he absolutely cannot do it.

It is his principle that the knife should not be pointed at beautiful girls unless absolutely necessary.

This is why the two male killers were killed by him but their faces were still hanging in the house.

"I want to be a hero!"

"I want to be a hero!"

At this time, the two female killers who had not eaten were shouting very loudly, and standing there gave people the feeling of being in a military training scene.

Shen Ying asked: "What should they do?"

Duan Yun pondered and said, "It should be because I shocked them so many times that the chivalrous spirit of these two people is more persistent and stable."

In the past, the bad guys who were infused with chivalrous spirit by him either died suddenly soon after, or were more extreme and impulsive, and would soon go mad and sacrifice themselves for "righteousness".

But now these two women behaved very obediently. They stayed outside quietly and did not get out of control.

Duan Yun walked over and said, "What do you want to do after becoming a hero?"

"Enforce justice on behalf of heaven and kill the evildoers!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The two delicate-looking girls said these words in unison, and for a moment they seemed full of chivalry.

"For example, who to kill?" Duan Yun asked tentatively.

"What we want to kill most is the Madwoman in the Red Mansion!" the female killer replied.

Duan Yun was slightly surprised and asked, "Why?"

"Master Duan hates them, and we as heroes must kill them! Anyone that Master Duan hates is a bad person and should be killed! Anyone who wants to harm Master Duan is an evil person and should die!"

"Young Master Duan is the embodiment of chivalry!"

"Damn it!" The Murong brothers couldn't help but complain.

This thing was demonized by the old demon Duan and became as evil as Xingfu.

Duan Yun was very satisfied with their performance and said, "Well, go ahead. Remember to eat well!"

"Yes! I will follow the orders of Young Hero Duan, the embodiment of chivalry!"

"Yes! I will follow the orders of Young Hero Duan, the embodiment of chivalry!"

Listening to the words of the two female killers, Duan Yun felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

Judging from the tone and words, those who knew the situation would know that they were talking to Young Master Duan, while those who didn't would think that they were talking to the leader of the Demon Cult.

The two women took the order and went into the kitchen, eating and drinking the leftovers.

They were almost full, so they saluted Duan Yun with straight eyes and then left, obviously going to do justice.

"Is this possible?" The Murong brothers asked with envy.

They are so obedient, and they will do heroic things when asked to do so. So wouldn't they be willing to be my wife?
The Green Knife Demon immediately cast an envious look at the Duan Demon.

Some people are born with no shortage of women, so they waste them like this.

Instead of keeping two such beautiful women as your wives, you use them to do justice. Such a waste will be punished by God!
The two female killers went out to do justice, so Shen Ying and Feng Ling'er had no choice.

They can't go to Ghost Manor without suitable human skin masks.

The Murong brothers were very excited when they saw the two human skin masks all night.

Shen Ying couldn't help but ask, "Why are you so happy?"

The Murong brothers laughed and said, "Once we put these two masks on our faces, I will be as handsome as Duan Lao Mo!"

Yes, as long as he could bring the handsome Duan Yun to the same level as himself, the advantage that the old devil Duan had over him would be gone.

Duan Yun and the other two thought that this girl was mentally ill, so they went to sleep, leaving the Murong brothers lying in the kitchen looking at the human skin masks, fearing that they would be taken away by rats or something.

The next day, the human skin mask was ready, and it felt cool and delicate in the hand.

To be honest, this feeling is a bit perverted and weird, you can even clearly feel the texture of their skin.

The only thing left to do is to wear a human skin mask.

Feng Ling'er was very clever and she spread an even circle of rice paste mixed with lard on the human skin mask. All that was left was to stick the human skin mask on.

Duan Yun didn't have to worry, as Feng Ling'er would help him stick it on, and Shen Ying would help him adjust it.

The way they help "apply the facial mask" from both sides really looks like a wife and concubine serving the man together.

After the two women finished their work, they stopped.

Brother Murong asked in confusion: "What about me?"

Feng Ling'er said with disdain: "There is a mirror there, can't you stick it on yourself?"

Brother Murong said: "My hands are a bit clumsy, I'm afraid it won't stick well."

"You are a swordsman and you can't even stick this properly, you are a waste." Feng Ling'er retorted.

Being criticized by his sister like this, the Murong brothers said gloomily: "I don't care, I want someone to help me post it today, who of you will help me?" As soon as these words came out, Feng Ling'er and Shen Ying moved away at the same time with a look of disgust on their faces.

This is like a beautiful woman acting willful and coquettish. For a man, it is a pleasure. But if an ugly and fat woman acts willful and coquettish in front of you, it would be a disaster.

Obviously, the Murong brothers belong to the latter.

Seeing that no one was willing to help him, he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, so he looked at Duan Yun for help.

Honestly speaking, Duan Yun was relatively fond of Brother Murong, but he couldn't stand his willfulness.

So he waved his hand and said, "Dabai, help him."

Dabai sighed and walked over with some disgust.

Since practicing martial arts, Dabai's bear paw looks clumsy, but it is actually quite dexterous. Although there is a gap between him and martial arts masters like them, it is not much different from ordinary people.

It can only be said that in Yuzhu Villa, except for the donkeys and horses that are of little use, all the animals are talents.

Dabai picked up the human skin mask and put it on the faces of the Murong brothers.

Brother Murong looked at its thick bear claws and warned, "Dabai, be careful, don't poke me with your nails."

As a result, before he could finish his words, Dabai slapped him in the face because his head was moving, and he immediately became quiet.

Dabai worked on it for a while and finally finished pasting it.

As a result, two male killers who looked almost identical appeared in Yuzhu Villa.

Brother Murong looked in the mirror, then at Duan Yun, and was so happy that he somersaulted several times, laughing, "I finally look like Old Devil Duan!"

Duan Yun and the other two, and even the panda Dabai, looked at him with contempt.

Just after noon, after a full meal, Duan Yun and the Murong brothers were ready to set off.

Feng Ling'er pulled Duan Yun's collar with a sad face and said, "You must take me with you next time, remember?"

Duan Yun spread his hands and said, "This time the conditions do not allow it. The more chivalrous deeds we can do, the better."

Afterwards, Duan Yun and the Murong brothers set off on horses and donkeys.

Both Little Gray and the horse seemed quite happy about being reused, and kept making horse and donkey sounds.

It is said that this area of ​​the Netherworld Mountain Villa in Yuanling is often covered with thick fog, making it quite mysterious. This is also the area where the most zombie rumors are heard.

The last time Duan Yun heard of Yuanling was when he met the corpse driver Huang Shi, who told him a story about the corpse king of the Ren family.

Now, they are going to such a mysterious place.

The thrill of adventure came back all of a sudden.

All I can say is that men are born with the adventurous gene and like excitement.

Not to mention that the two young heroes walking on the road now are the chivalrous young heroes Duan and Murong.

The more I think about doing good and chivalrous things, the more exciting it is.

Halfway through the journey, Duan Yun and the Murong brothers found a teahouse to have tea and rest as usual.

This time, there seemed to be a serious storyteller in the teahouse.

This time the storyteller was not telling the story of Old Demon Duan. After all, even if Old Demon Duan was able to create stories, he was only one person, and new things were happening in this world every day and night.

"Yes, you heard it right, there is an imbalance between men and women in Qingzhou!"

"There are so many women in Liangtai County and Tianlin Mountain in Qingzhou that it drives people crazy. It is said that at least seven or eight out of ten people are women."

The storyteller narrated.

At this point, the old bachelors in the audience became excited and said, "Isn't that man very popular?"

"It's more than just being in high demand. I feel that if things continue like this, men will become extinct." The storyteller said with a sensational look.

"What's going on? Is someone doing this again, raping and killing men?" someone asked.

Historically, when the fairies in the Red Mansion were the most hungry and indiscriminate, and when they came in swarms, they were like a swarm of locusts, sucking away only one third of the men in a city.

It can be said that it was the darkest time for a man in this world.

Afterwards, the Red Mansion must have suffered some setbacks and reached some agreements with various major forces. Only then did it restrain itself and no longer commit adultery in groups.

And now, it seems that a similar problem has arisen again.

"That's not the case this time, but many men in these areas have allowed themselves to degenerate and become women," the storyteller replied.

"what?"

"You've heard of the Jade Maiden Sword Sect, right?" asked the storyteller.

"I've heard of it! The sect created by Old Demon Duan, could it be..."

"That's right. Last time, Duan Lao Mo and the Jade Maiden Sword Sect had a feud with the White Socks Sect in Yuzhou, and the Jade Maiden Sword Sect, led by Duan Lao Mo, won a great victory. Logically speaking, the Jade Maiden Sword Sect, a new force, has taken advantage of the White Socks Sect, a force with a deep foundation, and should be content and restrained.

But the Jade Maiden Sword Sect is worthy of being a sect that believes in Duan Lao Mo. They are just as petty as Duan Lao Mo. The White Socks Sect hasn't come to cause trouble for them and Duan Lao Mo, but they went to Qingzhou to cause trouble for the White Socks Sect instead!"

"The White Socks Cult is not someone you can easily mess with. They have been operating in Qingzhou for many years. Can they make the Jade Maiden Sword Sect so arrogant?" someone asked.

"It's all because of the unsatisfied people in Qingzhou. The White Socks Cult has been in Qingzhou for more than a year or two. Didn't they just kill some parents and children? Didn't they ask you to work hard and pay taxes? Just because of these natural things, they rebelled!
She has fallen into depravity and joined the Jade Maiden Sword Sect. She doesn't want to be a farmer, but wants to be a female swordsman and fight against the White Socks Sect! I think Qingzhou is full of such unruly people. If there are too many such unruly people, how many men will be left?"

The storyteller couldn't help but complain loudly.

At this time, let alone Duan Yun, the Murong brothers couldn't help but complain: "White Socks bullies the people of Qingzhou, and is it wrong for the people of Qingzhou to resist?"

Yes, he just felt that the storyteller's butt was crooked.

The storyteller said, "Who are you? Why are you making such a fuss? Old Demon Duan created the Jade Maiden Sword Sect. I wonder how many men will be exterminated and how many people will die. Don't you see?"

In fact, the Murong brothers’ guess was correct. This storyteller’s butt was crooked.

It's not that he accepted any benefits from the White Socks Sect, but ever since the emergence of the great storyteller force, they, the bloodthirsty storyteller, felt threatened.

In the past, most of these bloodthirsty storytellers were not completely crooked. They just told the stories of Old Demon Duan for fun, and the more bizarre the better.

But ever since the great storyteller showed up, they have already agreed privately that it was Old Demon Duan who supported it, and they must oppose it!

They must support what Duan Lao Mo opposes!

They want to discredit Duan Lao Mo and the forces related to him and make them public enemies in the martial arts world, otherwise they, the bloodthirsty storytellers, will not be able to unify the storytelling world with peace of mind!
The Murong brothers retorted, "When the White Socks were killing people in Qingzhou, didn't you see it? Why, only the White Socks were allowed to kill and burn, but others were not allowed to take revenge and kill in return?"

"I wonder if your mother or your wife gets killed someday, and then you'll just be a quiet turtle and not say a word!"

The storyteller slammed the gavel and shouted angrily, "Let's not talk about whether the villain should seek revenge, then do you think that female doom is a good thing?"

Brother Murong also slammed the table and said, "As long as they are not forced, if others are willing to become stronger and take revenge, it's none of your business. In this day and age, killing someone for their life and avenging blood feud are not natural and just?"

The storyteller could not help but say angrily, "You are misleading people with your lies! Being a woman is a shame for men, and you should be stabbed in the back. How much good have you received from Old Demon Duan?"

Brother Murong raised his eyebrows and said, "The White Socks Cult is cruel and has countless perverts in its ranks. How much good have you received from the White Socks Cult that is worthy of your protection like a father?"

The storyteller was furious, and he pulled out a red silk scarf and wrapped it around his head, saying, "If I don't argue with you today, I'm not a bloodthirsty storyteller."

Before he could finish his words, there was a loud bang and his head sank into the table.

Brother Murong came to the stage in the blink of an eye and gave him a furious press on the head.

"If I don't convince you today, I'm not Liu Qingyu, the leader of the Six Swords of Huangshan!"

At this moment, he pulled, and the other person's face was pulled out from the table.

The bloodthirsty storyteller suddenly started bleeding and his facial features were distorted.

He wanted to say something, but he heard two loud slaps and his foot was broken!
He tried to scream again, but his hand was also twisted off.

He wanted to speak again, but the Murong brothers smashed his front teeth with a punch and stuffed a gavel into his mouth, so that he could only whimper, unable to utter a word, with tears streaming down his face.

It's really uncomfortable to use force to prevent you from debating.

It's too crude and has no technical content at all!
At this moment, the audience was frightened and wanted to leave.

At this time, the Murong brothers slammed the table and shouted, "I am Liu Qingyu, the leader of the Six Swords of Huangshan. I am making this clear today: whoever dares to help the White Socks Sect will be an enemy of my Huangshan Sword Sect!"

"See who my Huangshan Golden Sword can spare!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and the golden sword in his hand came out of its sheath, frightening everyone.

Duan Yun looked at his golden sword being held in the hands of the Murong brothers and thought to himself, "What a good young hero Murong is! He knew that I had a grudge against the Six Swordsmen of the Huangshan Sword Sect, but he actually used such a righteous move!"

(End of this chapter)