After 100 years of leatherworking, I have become a giant in the magic sect.

Chapter 2 2. Yu Shou Dao Guo
Above the isolated cliff, the thick fog seemed to never dissipate.

The stone house is one-story, different from the pavilions used to recruit new students. Perhaps it is to protect against mountain winds, or perhaps it is because
Song Yan had just arrived, and based on the principle of collecting more information, he looked at the big-eyed woman on the side and asked, "Sister Wang, is there anything special about this stone house?"

Wang Susu leaned close to his ear.

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, and then he felt a breath of hot air blowing beside his ear.

The sweet voice said softly in a tone of "coaxing a child to eat candy": "I'll tell you tonight."

Immediately, she walked forward, twisting her hips.

Song Yan always felt that she was deliberately showing off her figure.

"Come on~~"

Seeing that the boy did not follow her, Wang Susu turned around and waved.

Song Yan's expression froze slightly, and then he followed closely.

He is a person who cherishes life very much. Since he has traveled here, although he has fallen into the devil's sect, he naturally wants to live longer if he can.

He carefully observed everything he saw.

Once you enter the door, everything becomes clear.

The stone houses looked like a row from the outside, but once inside, one discovered that there was actually just one long house.

The width is perhaps only three or four meters, but the length is more than ten times longer. If you want to sprint a hundred meters here, that's no problem at all.

As for the number of people, there were a lot of them. At a glance, there were at least seven or eight hundred people.

Most of these people were working in pairs, working at their desks making leather.

Among the pairs, most are a man and a woman, while there are fewer pairs of men or women, and even fewer who are alone.

Just then, there was another noise outside the house, and the crowd started to make a fuss, as if they were shouting "There are a lot of new people today."

Song Yan also turned around and looked. The person who came this time was a woman, quite pretty, who was looking around in panic.

Two men suddenly walked out of the leather workshop and asked the woman to choose one. A quarrel could be heard faintly in the distance.

"Don't look at it, I'll teach you."

Wang Susu's voice came from my ear.

Song Yan nodded.

Wang Susu pointed at a piece of leather and said, "We are not responsible for selecting the leather. Instead, it is sent to us by formal disciples. Most of these leathers are from donkeys, pigs, and cows, but sometimes there are also monster skins. That kind of leather is as hard as rock and very difficult to work with. It takes most of the day just to scrape off the hair and fat on it. As for carving on monster skins, we don't have that ability. It requires a specialist to do it."

As she spoke, she took out a semi-finished leather. The skin had obviously been processed and now appeared somewhat transparent.

"I'll do it once for you to see, and then try to follow me."

Song Yan listened carefully.

If you want to survive, you have to deal with the present first.

Soon, it was his turn.

Song Yan took out an irregularly shaped piece of skin from the pile, spread it out, and started scraping it with a scraper with great concentration.

The skin became thinner and thinner, and he scraped slower and slower, for fear of tearing it. When it became smooth and transparent, he blew heavily on it to remove the debris.

Afterwards, he hurriedly drew a draft called "Two-headed Wolf" according to the sample.

When he finished the painting, he showed it to Wang Susu, who shook her head. So he kept trying, and after he finished it for the seventh time, the latter finally nodded.

So, Song Yan placed his finished drawing under a piece of transparent leather, took a small needle, and carefully traced the pattern on the leather.

Afterwards, take away the drawing and continue carving on the traced pattern with a carving knife.

Then, it is colored, dried, and then sewn together with needle and thread.

After finishing the whole set, Song Yan felt quite tired. He looked up again and saw that the mountains outside the stone gate had darkened. The setting sun at twilight stretched between the mountain peaks that were dimly shrouded in thick fog, emitting a dim and strange light.

Those strange lights are twisted and hazy.
Suddenly, Song Yan rubbed his eyes, and saw lines of text messages appearing in front of him.

[Name: Song Yan] [Lifespan: 16/56]

[Talent: Yu Shou Dao Fruit]

[Boundary: No Flow]

[Xuan Gen: None (lifespan can be deduced)]

[Kung Fu: None (Can be used to deduce lifespan)]

[Spell: None (Can deduce lifespan)]

Note: Yu Shou Dao Guo: All things in the world have their own life span. If they die tragically, their life span will not end and will still exist in their bodies. Karma has its own retribution. You use the carving knife to help it reshape itself, and it will give you its remaining life span in return. This way, both parties are even.

Then, another message popped up.

[You have absorbed the remaining life span of a lazy donkey: 10 years]

Then, Song Yan felt a sense of relief, as if there was an extra kind of joyful, relaxed energy in his body, and the data in the [Lifespan] column became [16/66].

Song Yan was stunned.

A donkey skin helped him live 10 years longer?
If there are ten pictures, wouldn’t that be 100 years?
What if there are more monsters? Will there be more?

Song Yan raised his eyes and looked at the mountains of skins in the leather workshop, and suddenly felt a little excited.

Just then, Wang Susu's voice came from the side.

"Pack up and go to the room quickly."

"But I haven't eaten yet."

"Eat? Did you take a black pill when you came here?"

"Yes." Song Yan had some recollection. He was forced to take it after being taken to the recruitment hall.

"That's a fasting pill. One pill can keep you from starving for three days. Since you can't take any grains into your body, you don't need to eat, drink, defecate or urinate. You just need to bathe. But it's too late today."

Seeing that Song Yan was still hesitating, Wang Susu urged him, "Hurry up, it's autumn now and it's getting dark. If you don't go to the room after dark, anything bad could happen, especially on a foggy day in the mountains!"

While the two were talking, many people in the leather workshop had already started moving. They quickly went to the edge of the cliff, and then came to the suspended house that looked like a transparent coffin. They opened the door from above and went in.

Song Yan noticed that there seemed to be a quarrel on the other side.

Although there were many new servants before, Song Yan did not pay attention to them because he was concentrating on leather making. However, he recognized the person he was arguing with. She was the woman who came after him.

At this time, the man who was working with her was trying to pull the woman into his room, but the woman refused.

The man cursed angrily, then quickly found a man who was also alone, and went into the hanging house together.

The woman searched aimlessly, then picked a house that was not locked and went in. There were two keys on the table in the house, which meant that once she came in, she could become the owner of the house.

"Do you want to find a house for yourself too?" Wang Susu's voice was a little cold.

Song Yan shook his head. Compared with the differences between men and women, staying alive was more important.

Then he followed Wang Susu into the house.

As soon as he entered the house, Song Yan's legs couldn't help shaking. He looked down and felt like he was hanging high in the air. If anything unexpected happened, he would be smashed to pieces and there would be no chance of recovery.

As soon as Wang Susu entered the house, she quickly pulled up the brown blanket to block off the transparent part of the house, then twisted her fat hips and came to Song Yan, saying softly: "Living here, you are insecure every day, and no one knows when you will die.

Even if you can't forget mundane things, they have to pass.

Enjoy yourself while you can, and don’t waste your time.”

Song Yan asked: "So?"

"So." Wang Susu said coquettishly, "What are you waiting for, young master?"

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(End of this chapter)