Painted Skin: Girl Monster Hunter

As soon as the jailer left, everyone returned to their original positions, and some still held onto the iron railing with both hands reluctantly, swearing.

Bai Qinghan understands a little bit, the people locked up in this cell are probably death row inmates, time is running out, otherwise the jailer wouldn't say such depressing words.

The cell is not spacious, and it is impossible for everyone to have enough space, and those men with hideous faces are crowded together in twos and threes.Others rely on their own kung fu to bully the weak with the strong, and drive relatively thinner people to other places.

After watching for a while, Bai Qinghan found an interesting thing. The person who seemed the best to bully was at ease. No one bullied him, and he refused to even approach him. nearly half of the cell.

Such a weak young man, how could He De let these desperadoes who are on the road make room for him.

The scholar lowered his head halfway, closed his eyes, and rested half of his face on his knees. He couldn't see his exact face clearly, he could only vaguely see it.

Bai Qinghan thought it was interesting, and wanted to chat with him, but just as he took a step towards the scholar, someone grabbed his sleeve.

Turning around, he almost bumped into a ghostly face.The one who pulled him was a man whose face was half burned by fire.I don't know if this person survived the sea of ​​fire before. The right half of his face, neck and forehead didn't have a piece of intact skin.If you encounter such a person while walking at night, you will definitely think you have seen a ghost.

"What's the matter?" Bai Qinghan was not very satisfied with his actions, and asked him with squinting eyes.

The disfigured man lowered his voice mysteriously and said: "New here, don't blame me for not reminding you...that person... you'd better not get in touch..."

As soon as he finished speaking, several other people gathered around, nodded and said: "Yes, it will be bad luck to mess with him. He... is too scary."

Bai Qinghan laughed, and said: "No matter how you look at it, you guys are the scariest. Besides, I just wanted to go over and talk to him, how could I annoy him."

The disfigured man spat and said: "Be kind as a donkey's liver and lungs, do whatever you want, I'll see if you can still laugh later." After saying that, he walked to the side resentfully.

Bai Qinghan ignored them, walked straight to the side of the scholar, sat down, and said in a friendly manner: "Dear man, you look beautiful and fair, why were you arrested? Others didn't Bully you."

The scholar didn't answer, not even the slightest reaction.He still buried half of his face in his knees and closed his eyes in silence.

Bai Qinghan's smile froze on his face. As we all know, he didn't have a very good temper, and he was even a little narrow-minded. The weak affection he had just established for the scholar disappeared in an instant.

She even lowered her face to get close to him, so why was he putting on airs.

Bai Qinghan held back his breath, put a smile on his face again, and greeted him a few more times. This time he didn't mention the prison so directly, but asked where the scholar was from.

Similarly, the scholar did not look up.

Could it be that he was asleep?

Bai Qinghan raised his eyes and saw that everyone in the prison was scattered around, looking at him with serious expressions, as if they were waiting for something.

He suddenly felt a little ashamed.