There is a trick

Chapter 39 Qu Li Baima
The paper face in the painting pursed her lips and had a frost-covered face. She looked at the thangka on the wall without saying a word.

Seeing this, Zhou Chang said, "I can't tell you that either. Then can you tell me your name?"

After hearing this, Zhilian'er smiled. She looked at Zhou Chang, raised her chin slightly, and said with some pride: "If it is based on Chinese surnames, my surname should be Liu."

"Hmm." Zhou Chang's heart moved slightly.

Since the other party mentioned her surname first, it meant that she had been in the Secret Treasure Domain, which was different from the vast majority of Secret Treasure residents who had no surname.

People in the Mi Zang Domain who have a surname like this are often of noble birth.

"According to our local language in Mizang, my last name should be 'Derge'.

My name is Dege Qulibaima." There was a hint of reminiscence on the paper-faced girl's face. She didn't know what she was thinking of. After a moment, the glow that came from the mention of her own surname disappeared from her pretty face. "These are all things of the past.

Now I have no last name.

You can call me Baima."

"it is good."

Zhou Chang wrote down Bai Ma's full name, and planned to find an opportunity to ask the local merchants from the Mi Zang domain about it.

He rolled up the picture magazine again, put it on his lower back, walked out of the house, and searched another room - the other room was also an empty room that enshrined the thangka of the God of Wealth.

Zhou Chang walked out of the house and continued walking forward.

Previously, he and Bai Ma had been talking to each other, using verbal attacks and ambushes, which took a lot of time.

But after such a long time, there is still no sign of Li Xiamei's eldest and second daughters.

Were they delayed by other things, or were they setting a trap for Zhou Chang?
Zhou Chang was not in a hurry. He walked along the road and opened the door of almost every house he passed to look inside.

After all, as it is now, there are not many opportunities to sneak into the homes of demons and monsters.

Especially since Zhou Chang had previously found out from Bai Ma that Li Xiamei was not at home, the big demon was not at home, and only two little ghosts were left, so Zhou Chang had to seize the opportunity to search.

After such a careful search, Zhou Chang actually discovered some things.

He pushed the door open and walked into a room. This room looked ordinary from the outside, but once he walked in, he would suddenly feel that the layout of the room had changed.

From the outside, this house looks like just a side room, but once you step inside, you will be surprised to find that this is clearly the main hall.

The four walls of the central hall were covered with traces of smoke and fire.

The beams and rafters on the roof were blackened by smoke.

Pieces of long black-looking clothes were hung on the walls on both sides of the door.

On the wall opposite the door, one foot above the ground, there is a shrine.

The shrine was so short that Zhou Chang noticed it at first sight.

He walked up to the shrine and saw a brazier in front of it. The remaining ashes in the brazier were still hot.

There were three plates of offerings in front of the brazier.

On the large plate in the middle was a skinned human head, unable to tell whether it was a man or a woman. The bright red muscles and yellow fat on the head were still stained with undried blood.

On the plate on the left was a whole set of cleaned intestines, which were also taken from a living person.

On the plate on the right, there was a piece of braised skin. The aroma of the brine mixed with the strong smell of blood went straight into Zhou Chang's nostrils.

Zhou Chang's eyes flickered, and he looked up to see the only tablet standing in the shrine one foot off the ground: the altar of the god of Shengleng, Heichang, and Feng Qi.

"Old Feng's family..." Zhou Chang murmured in a low voice, took out the picture magazine from his waist, and unfolded it in front of the human head with the skin peeled off.

He stared at Bai Ma in the painting and asked, "Li Xiamei's husband Lao Feng, your adoptive father, now seems to be no longer a demon, but a secular god with a flag raised?"

Bai Ma looked into Zhou Chang's eyes.

At this moment, Zhou Chang's eyes made her feel unfamiliar and a little flustered. She raised her head higher and said in a colder voice: "Yes."

"It looks like he's not home today either."

"Most of the time, secular gods can only sleep, unless they find a body that can carry their thoughts.

People with a fate like Bai Xiu'e and a talent like that are most suitable for them. Maybe my adoptive father is in this room now, but he has no flesh and blood, so he can do nothing to you now.

——Even if it is a secular god, it is just a wandering creature one foot above the ground."

Zhou Chang nodded, looked at Bai Ma, and suddenly asked, "Have you ever hurt anyone?"

His expression was not as cold as before, and he seemed casual and gentle when he asked the question.

But Bai Ma was startled. She suddenly had a feeling that how the other party answered this question would determine whether they would be enemies or friends in the future.

Bai Ma hesitated for a moment, and finally told the truth: "I have never killed anyone.

But if I have the chance in the future, I will try to see what fun there is in conspiracy to kill people..."

Zhou Chang looked at her deeply and thought that what she said next was nonsense.

He placed the three plates of "offerings" into the brazier one by one, took the fire starter from the corner of the room, and burned them to ashes.

Then he picked up the bamboo pole behind the door and took down a "long dress" hanging on the wall.

The four walls were covered with these long black clothes. It was not until Zhou Chang took one down that he discovered that the black clothes were actually whole human skins with only a crack on the back.

The veins of blood vessels are faintly visible inside the tanned human skin.

There was even a faint scent of life flowing through those shriveled blood vessels.

As soon as Zhou Chang got started, he discovered that these human skins were not just used to decorate the central hall of this secular god, they had other practical uses.

"Could this be the ghost skin that the eldest and second daughters of the Li family need?" Zhou Chang asked.

Bai Ma's voice came from behind him: "This is the 'skin' that Xiang Mo relies on to keep his mind in the world and mingle among people, but it is not some strange skin.

If the demon takes off this layer of skin, it will become the most terrifying ghost. However, it does not need to be like some small ghosts, which have to put on ghost skin before they can show their fangs and claws.

These peels were collected by Li Xiamei over the years.

It uses these skins to blend in with the crowd, allowing itself to be influenced by the popularity and maintain its sanity.

Without these human-skin coats, it would become less and less rational, more and more insane, and kill everywhere according to its unchangeable killing pattern until someone cracked its killing pattern.

At that time, these demons will fall into silence.

After being silent for too long, people have forgotten about the demon of desire, and the demon of desire will gradually "disappear" and enter a state of death. "

According to Bai Ma, these "skin shells" are equivalent to the "resurrection coins" of the demon.

With these skins, even if its killing pattern is cracked or suppressed, it can get rid of the suppressed state and recover as before.

But once its skin is used up and it has nowhere to regain its sanity, it is likely to be subdued, fall into silence, or even die.

Zhou Chang understood Bai Ma's words, so he took down all the dozens of "Xiang Mo Pi Shells" on the four walls.

"The girls in Li Xiamei's family are really something, they never give her peace of mind.

There are obviously treasures hidden in the house that depend on their lives, but these daughters keep bringing outsiders home!
That's good now--" Zhou Chang looked at the demon skins piled up in the middle of the room, pretending to be regretful, "To me, these skins are like firecrackers with a fuse hanging in front of a child's eyes, and the child is holding a lit incense stick in his hand.

——How can I resist lighting the firecrackers?"

"The skin is extremely important to the mind demon. If you burn all of my stepmother's skin right now, she will definitely gain awareness.

When the time comes, it will bring the elder sister and the second sister to catch you... Don't regret it." Paper Face smiled, "But it is not easy to step into Xiangmo's house.

Most people never step into the threshold of the Xiangmo family until they die. It was just a coincidence that you got there..."

"Yes." Zhou Chang said with emotion, "Opportunities are hard to come by, so we must cherish them."

He directly threw a piece of leather shell into the brazier and lit it first. When colorful flames burst out of the brazier, he threw all the leather shells into the fire!
call!
The illusory and colorful flames suddenly burst up and almost engulfed the room!
Five-colored flames flowed out of the eye sockets of those demon-like shells. Their wrinkled faces were smoothed by the flames, and they looked hideous in an instant!
Streams of black blood flowed from the cold, raw, and black tablet of Feng Si, which was one foot off the ground!

All the burning shells howled, "Three women! Three women!

You deliberately let the thief into the house, this matter must be reported to the God of Wealth!"

(End of this chapter)