My God Raising Game

Chapter 43 It hurts! It hurts so much!

"Lu Jiuling, you know how to skin?"

Tang Weimin frowned and scrutinized Lu Jiuling.

As the homeroom teacher, he was familiar with the family situations of the students in his class.

Lu Jiuling's family lived in the countryside. His father went south to work and disappeared without a trace. His mother worked in a food factory, so how could he possibly have the skills of butchering?
“My uncle is a butcher!” Lu Jiuling said dismissively, “I would work as his assistant during my summer and winter vacations to earn tuition fees.”

"Oh!" Tang Weimin nodded, that made sense now. "Then let's give it a try!"

Lu Jiuling came in just now and put his backpack on the chair; no one has touched it.

The Buddha Intestine Sword and the Headless Buddha Face are both inside.

Lu Jiuling quickly went to retrieve it.

Xu Shuo's eyes lit up, and an idea came to him.

Why not instigate Jia Mingqiao to attack Tang Weimin? If they can kill him, perhaps this crisis will end.

"Mingqiao!"

Actually, it would be best to go to Jia Mingqiao's side and whisper the conversation, but Xu Shuo saw that Jia Mingqiao's eyes, ears, nose and mouth were oozing a pale yellow viscous fluid that looked like corpse oil, so he didn't dare to go. Instead, he called for help from a distance.

"what happened?"

Jia Mingqiao glared at his friend.

"..."

Xu Shuo opened his mouth, glanced at Tang Weimin, and then suddenly became frightened.

What if Tang Weimin holds a grudge and punishes me?
Xu Shuo changed tactics and moved closer to Xu Shaowei: "Jia Mingqiao is doomed. Why don't you persuade him to attack Tang Weimin!"

Jiang Shan and Li Jiayao, standing to the side, showed expressions of disdain upon hearing Xu Shuo's words.

Xu Shaowei rolled her eyes: "Why didn't you try to stop me?"

"You two are still good friends!"

"He'll definitely listen to you!"

Xu Shaowei isn't stupid; she won't take the blame for this. And this Xu Shuo is really incompetent; he actually let a girl take the lead.

Xu Shuo blushed and looked embarrassed under the stares of the girls, especially Jiang Shan, who gave him a look of disdain that said, "So this is the kind of coward you are." Then she stopped looking at him and looked directly at Lu Jiuling, which made Xu Shuo feel even more ashamed and resentful.

Fuck!
Xu Shuo was obsessed; he didn't want to be looked down upon by the girl he liked.

"Mingqiao, don't listen to Lu Jiuling. How could he possibly skin you? He's just using you as an experiment. Rather than being skinned alive and dying, you'd rather kill Tang Weimin!"

Xu Shuo incited: "Kill him, and you'll definitely live!"

Swish!
Tang Weimin stared at Xu Shuo.

Xu Shuo immediately felt uneasy, but since he had already spoken, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and continue: "Mingqiao, all of this was caused by Tang Weimin. Kill him, and not only will you live, but everyone will live too!"

"I……"

Jia Mingqiao was bewildered. He looked at his classmates, then at Tang Weimin, and finally at Lu Jiuling: "Brother 69, does peeling really work?"

“Even if it works, how long would it take to peel off this ‘囍’ character? Look at Liang Keke and Zeng Hong, they spontaneously combusted in just a few minutes, there’s simply not enough time!” Zhang Shuai also joined in the persuasion: “Killing Tang Weimin is your only way to survive!”

"How about we all attack together?"

In fact, Jia Mingqiao also felt that skinning Tang Weimin was not a reliable method, and it would be better to kill Tang Weimin directly and solve the problem at its root.

The students didn't respond; they just looked at Zhao Zihan, who had turned into a zombie and was standing next to Tang Weimin.

It's not that we don't want to fight, it's that we simply can't win!

"Brother 69, everyone listens to you now. Can you take the lead and call on everyone to join the fight?"

Jia Mingqiao pleaded.

"it's useless!"

Holding the Buddha Intestine Sword, Lu Jiuling already knew how to purify this forbidden contamination.

"Jiang Shan, Xu Shaowei, you two quickly try to persuade Mingqiao!"

Xu Shuo urged him in a low voice.

At times like these, encouragement and pleas from girls, especially pretty girls, are even more persuasive. How come Jiang Shan and the others don't know that?
Jiang Shan knew she couldn't bring herself to ask a classmate to fight a battle where they were likely to die.

"Jia, you can do it!"

"Go for it, this is your last chance!"

"Kill Tang Weimin! He doesn't deserve to be our homeroom teacher!"

The other girls weren't as sentimental as Jiang Shan. Their emotions had been suppressed for so long that they were on the verge of collapse. Now, with Xu Shuo and Zhang Shuai leading the way, they immediately urged Jia Mingqiao to kill Tang Weimin.

"Jia Mingqiao, you have no choice!"

"Come on!"

Everyone is counting on you!

Hearing the chaotic noise around him, Jia Mingqiao felt like his head was about to explode. He suddenly roared, grabbed a long bench, and lunged at Tang Weimin.

Why is it my turn so soon?

Jia Mingqiao was upset.

He felt that Zhang Shuai was right. Lu Jiuling didn't have time to peel off the '囍' character from his body. Even if he could, Jia Mingqiao felt that he couldn't bear the pain of peeling off his skin. Just thinking about it made him feel like he was going to die.

The answer is obvious: the only option is to kill Tang Weimin and take a gamble.

"Fuck you, you fucking die!"

Jia Mingqiao roared to bolster his courage.

Tang Weimin's eyelids darkened, and he shook the golden magic bell in his hand.

Standing beside him, Zhao Zihan, like a hunting dog that had received its master's command, immediately rushed out and headed straight for Jia Mingqiao.

Jia Mingqiao swung the bench and smashed it hard against Zhao Zihan's head.

Unfortunately, Jia Mingqiao didn't have the skill of Wu Song fighting the tiger. Even after being hit by a bench, the zombie-like Zhao Zihan still pounced on Jia Mingqiao.

Boom!
The two people fell to the ground.

Zhao Zihan opened her mouth wide and bit Jia Mingqiao's neck.

Noisy!Noisy!
Bright red blood gushed from the corner of Zhao Zihan's mouth.

Jia Mingqiao punched Zhao Zihan hard, but to no avail.

"Quick, hug it!"

Jiang Shan shouted.

Jia Mingqiao is beyond saving. If he can take Zhao Zihan away, it would be like cutting off Tang Weimin's arm, and maybe then everyone would have a chance to fight back.

Tang Weimin wasn't stupid. He shook the golden magic bell, and Zhao Zihan immediately released Jia Mingqiao's neck and jumped off him.

Jia Mingqiao's throat was bitten off; he clutched his neck, blood gushing from between his fingers and from his mouth.

boom!
The pale yellow mucus on his face and neck suddenly caught fire, setting him ablaze.

"Pah, you piece of trash!"

Xu Shuo spat.

The crowd felt a sense of shared fate, their expressions filled with sorrow. "Such a death is utterly pointless. I suggest the next person go and fight Tang Weimin to the death!" Jiang Shan's eyes hardened. "Since we're all going to die anyway, we might as well carve a bloody path for those behind us!"

"The living go out to support the parents of the deceased!"

"Lu, say something!"

Jiang Shan understood that Lu Jiuling currently held the most prestige, and his words carried the most weight.

"Who's oozing mucus? Raise your hand now!"

Lu Jiuling urged, his gaze sweeping over the students.

This is a forbidden contamination; even chewing up Tang Weimin and swallowing him won't help. We must find the right way to purify it.

"Shao...Shaowei, look at my face!" Feng Xiu stammered, rubbing her eyes and mouth vigorously. "There shouldn't be anything there, right?"

"Have it!"

Unlike Xu Shuo, who hid from Jia Mingqiao out of fear and ran away from her best friend, Xu Shaowei shouted to Lu Jiuling, "690, quickly help Feng Xiu!"

"Take off your clothes!" Lu Jiuling rushed behind Feng Xiu: "Time is your life, the longer you dawdle, the faster you'll die!"

Feng Xiu hurriedly took off her coat and undershirt.

On its back, there is a '囍' character, about the size of two palms put together.

Does peeling really help?

Feng Xiu wept bitterly.

"it works!"

Lu Jiuling felt it was inconvenient to skin someone while standing, so he rushed to a square table, stretched out his right arm, and swept it across the table.

Wow!

Cups, plates, teapots, fruits, and dishes were all scattered on the ground.

"Come here, lie face down on the table, and take off your underwear!" Lu Jiuling urged, "Boys, stop looking!"

"How do you know it will work?" Jiang Shan asked curiously. "Did you discover something?"

"The '囍' characters on Jia Mingqiao and Feng Xiu's backs are the same size as the '囍' characters pasted on the windows around them. If my reasoning is correct, we can peel the '囍' characters off the guests' backs and stick them on the windows to pass the test!"

Lu Jiuling picked up Feng Xiu's coat and wiped away the scattered melon seeds, peanuts, and water stains on the octagonal table: "Come here quickly and lie down!"

Everyone immediately turned to look at the windows.

The red "囍" character pasted on the white window paper makes it look even more festive.

"They really are exactly the same!"

"Holy crap, 690's observation skills are amazing!"

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's peel them!"

The students were overjoyed; there was hope.

Feng Xiu unhooked her bra, hugged her chest, and leaned over the octagonal table.

The cool surface of the table made her uncomfortable, and she got goosebumps all over.

"Bite down on the clothes!"

Lu Jiuling stuffed the coat in his hand into Feng Xiu's mouth, and then called to Xu Shaowei and Jiang Shan, "Come over here and hold her hands and feet down!"

"I come!"

Zhang Shuai volunteered.

"do not come!"

Feng Xiu screamed.

"Commander Zhang, get out of the way, don't get in my way." Lu Jiuling saw Xu Shaowei and the others holding Feng Xiu down, and was gripping the Buddha Intestine Sword: "Feng Xiu, I'm about to begin!"

Feng Xiu hummed in response, then suddenly felt a chill on her back as if something had scratched her, followed by the excruciating pain of being cut by a sharp blade.

"what!"

Feng Xiu instinctively screamed in agony, and her body began to struggle.

"do not move!"

Lu Jiuling issued a warning.

The Buddha Intestine Sword was extremely sharp. Lu Jiuling held it and gently sliced ​​across Feng Xiu's skin as if cutting tofu.

Very little blood was flowing out.

Because the person who wields this short sword will possess master-level butchering skills, like dissecting an ox.

As Lu Jiuling swung his knife, he felt increasingly at ease, as if he and the knife were one, and he naturally knew how to strike without needing to learn, so as to minimize the damage to Feng Xiu.

"pain!"

"pain!"

"Take it easy!"

Feng Xiu screamed, the cutting and tearing pain causing her to writhe uncontrollably.

This movement made it difficult for Lu Jiuling to make a cut.

"Don't move!" Lu Jiuling ordered, "Press her down firmly!"

Xu Shaowei and the others exerted their strength.

"It hurts!" Feng Xiu cried out, "Let me go, I won't peel it anymore!"

"Then all the suffering you just endured was for nothing!"

Lu Jiuling provoked him.

Hearing this, Feng Xiu tried to hold back, but she couldn't resist, especially when Lu Jiuling was tearing the human skin off with one hand. Feng Xiu could no longer bear it.

She kicked out in pain, striking Li Jiayao, who was pressing her left leg, squarely in the lower abdomen.

boom!
Li Jiayao was kicked and sat on the ground, curled up in pain, her face contorted.

"Yao Yao!"

Jiang Shan, who was holding Feng Xiu's right leg, was worried and went to help her best friend.

Feng Xiu freed her left leg and kicked wildly backward.

Boom!

Lu Jiuling took several blows and could only retreat, unable to continue wielding the knife.

Feng Xiu wasn't deliberately kicking Lu Jiuling in a fit of rage; it was just an unconscious kicking out of pain, like when you have a toothache and feel irritable, you want to throw things to vent your frustration.

"Feng Xiu, hang in there!"

Xu Shaowei offered comfort.

"But it hurts!"

Feng Xiu cried until her face was covered in tears and snot, and her voice was pitiful.

(End of this chapter)