My God Raising Game

Chapter 44 The Buddha Sword is unleashed, a master's skill!
"Feng Xiu, there's no time!"

Lu Jiuling wanted to try again, not because he absolutely had to save Feng Xiu, but because he wanted to practice and improve his skill in skinning.

"Can you please be gentle?"

Feng Xiu's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and she secreted even more of that pale yellow corpse oil mucus, making her vision blurry.

"I try my best!"

Lu Jiuling strode to Feng Xiu's side. As soon as he made his cut, the sticky substance on Feng Xiu's face burst into flames.

boom!
Her hair was set on fire.

Lu Jiuling quickly pulled Xu Shaowei back.

"what!"

Feng Xiu screamed and rolled off the table onto the floor.

boom!
"690, help me!"

Feng Xiu wailed and struggled to get up, wanting to go to Lu Jiuling's side.

Wow!

Everyone stepped back, afraid of being bumped into by Feng Xiu.

They had witnessed the power of such flames firsthand; once ignited, death was the only outcome.

Feng Xiu is still alive, but Lu Jiuling can no longer help her.

"Who's oozing mucus? Report it now!"

Lu Jiuling shouted, his gaze sweeping over his classmates.

It's estimated that in a while, more and more people will be oozing mucus, and even if he were the god of slaughter himself, he wouldn't be able to keep up.

Every second must be raced.

Li Jiayao felt discomfort in her nose, as if she had a runny nose. Her heart tightened, and she was about to take out a tissue to wipe it when Jiang Shan called out urgently.

"Lu, Jiayao is in trouble!"

Lu Jiuling immediately looked at Li Jiayao.

At this moment, snot and tears were streaming down her doll-like face.

"Come here quickly, take off your clothes and lie down!"

In Lu Jiuling's memory, Li Jiayao was an introverted and shy girl. If asked to take off her clothes in public, Lu Jiuling thought that the baby-faced girl would probably hesitate and dawdle.

However, he guessed wrong this time.

If someone else had said that, Li Jiayao would have hesitated, but the one speaking now was Lu Jiuling, whom she secretly admired, the one who had helped everyone survive until now through his wisdom and courage.

Without him, a lot of people would have died.

Li Jiayao deftly took off her coat and T-shirt, then leaned on the octagonal table: "Lu... Lu classmate, please!"

"I'll give it my all!"

Lu Jiuling hadn't expected Li Jiayao to trust him so much.

"Quick, hold her down!"

Jiang Shan and Xu Shaowei were quick to act as well, and without Lu Jiuling's instructions, they had already restrained Li Jiayao's hands and feet.

Lu Jiuling drew his knife.

"Woo!"

Li Jiayao's body tensed instantly, biting her coat tightly in pain.

Her skin was smooth and delicate, as white as milk. Normally, people would definitely joke that it would be a shame not to have some cupping done on that beautiful back.

Now, Lu Jiuling held the Buddha Intestine Short Sword and traced the outline of the character '囍' to cut it off.

Even though Lu Jiuling was very careful, he still bled.

Crimson blood rolled down the snow-covered back, like streams of blood.

Li Jiayao's body trembled uncontrollably. She gripped the octagonal table tightly with both hands, leaving scratch marks on it with her fingernails.

"Hang in there, it'll be over soon!"

Lu Jiuling encouraged him.

"Jiayao, no problem, Lu's technique is super good, it's almost peeled off!"

Xu Shaowei watched as Lu Jiuling peeled off a person's skin without his hands trembling. She breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help feeling puzzled.

How many cows did Lu Jiuling kill?

There must be at least a hundred or more, right?
Otherwise, you simply couldn't develop this skill!
Compared to Xu Shaowei, Jiang Shan is more thoughtful and considers things more carefully.

Slaughtering a cow is different from skinning a person. Even a butcher who has been doing this for ten years would probably feel psychologically resistant and uncomfortable if he were suddenly asked to skin a person.

Even the cannibalistic Hannibal Lecter probably wasn't as adept at handling 'ingredients' as Lu Jiuling when he first encountered them.

has a problem!
Jiang Shan suddenly became very curious about Lu Jiuling's childhood.

hiss!
The sword tip sliced ​​through the muscle, severing the last remaining fiber.

Swish!
A piece of human skin, as thin as a cicada's wing, was torn off, shimmering and rattling.

What the hell!

Everyone exclaimed.

The light from the tallow candle shone through the skin, making the '囍' character-shaped human skin appear even whiter and more lustrous. Coupled with the few crimson bloodstains on the skin, it exuded a bewitching and eerie beauty, like a fine work of art worthy of being displayed in a museum.

Lu Jiuling, holding the human skin "囍" character, strode to the east window and pasted it onto the paper window.

While not perfectly fitted, they were at least very close together, almost completely touching.

Noisy!
White steam rose up, and Lu Jiuling felt the human skin rapidly heating up as he pressed it against his hand, as if a red-hot iron just taken out of the furnace was ironing the skin.

So hot!

Lu Jiuling withdrew his hand.

The '囍' character skin didn't fall off; it remained firmly pasted on the window paper. However, compared to the previous joyous atmosphere, it now appeared sinister and eerie.

After all, those who secretly arrange ghost marriages wouldn't paste a human skin "囍" character on their windows.

It's scary to look at.

How is Jiayao?

Lu Jiuling, concerned, wiped the blood off the Buddha Intestine Sword by wiping it on his sleeve.

"It seems to have stopped flowing?"

Xu Shaowei bent over to observe.

Li Jiayao lay slumped over the octagonal table, her body trembling, gasping for breath.

She was covered in sweat, her limbs were so weak she couldn't stand up, and she looked like she had been tortured by the Qing dynasty.

"It's stopped flowing! It's stopped flowing!"

When Jiang Shan saw that the pale yellow viscous fluid from Li Jiayao's mouth, nose, and ears had stopped flowing out, she was overjoyed and cried tears of joy. She quickly took out a tissue to wipe the filth off Li Jiayao's face.

"really?"

"It hasn't spontaneously combusted yet, so it should be fine!"

"690, this peeling is just too good!"

Not only girls, but boys also gathered around to observe Li Jiayao's condition. "Go away, boys, move aside, don't look!"

Xu Shaowei chased people away.

“690, not bad!” Zhang Shuai joked, “You could be an executioner with that.”

"Yuan Chonghuan was executed by slow slicing. It is said that he was cut more than 3600 times and survived for several days. If you were to carry out the execution, you might be able to cut him 4000 times!"

Xu Shuo flattered and praised Lu Jiuling's skills.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Lu Jiuling looked around: "Who's oozing mucus? Come here!"

Time waits for no one, Lu Jiuling needs to hurry.

There are twelve windows in total, each with a large red "囍" (double happiness) character pasted on it. This means that to safely pass through this taboo contamination, twelve human skins with "囍" characters need to be peeled off.

"Ke Xinyi!"

Lu Jiuling, with his sharp eyes, noticed Ke Xinyi wiping away tears and immediately stared at her.

"Huh?" Ke Xinyi was startled: "I...I didn't..."

"Are you alright?" Lu Jiuling urged, "Come here quickly and take off your clothes!"

Everyone looked at Ke Xinyi, and sure enough, she started to have a runny nose and tears.

Ke Xinyi licked her lips, her face showing fear.

"Come here quickly!"

Xu Shaowei went to pick up Ke Xinyi. Ke Xinyi was very timid and didn't dare to go home alone after evening self-study. She always asked her father to pick her up.

Making her lie face down on the table and wait for Lu Jiuling to skin her alive is indeed asking too much of her.

“If you don’t want to end up like Liang Keke and Feng Xiu, burned to a crisp, then listen to me.”

Lu Jiuling didn't have time to wait for Ke Xinyi to dawdle. He took two big strides to her, grabbed the zipper of her coat, and yanked it down.
Sizzle!

"what!"

Ke Xinyi screamed and crossed her arms over her chest.

"If you don't take it off, I'll do it myself!"

Lu Jiuling frowned.

In such a race against time, a moment's hesitation brings you one step closer to death.

"Don't blame 690, he's doing it for your own good!"

Xu Shaowei used force to tear off Ke Xinyi's clothes.

Beside her, Jiang Shan grabbed Li Jiayao's arm and helped her up from the octagonal table to make room for Ke Xinyi.

"Take it easy!"

Ke Xinyi cautiously leaned onto the octagonal table. The cool touch made her shiver immediately, and she subconsciously remembered to get up.

She didn't succeed; a large hand pressed down on her shoulder.

"what!"

Ke Xinyi screamed, and like a squid on a hot plate, she was stuck to the table.

"do not move!"

Lu Jiuling sensed Ke Xinyi's resistance, but he was hard-hearted and didn't care.

If you don't want to die from forbidden pollution, you have to endure this kind of suffering.

"Bite down on the clothes!"

Once Jiang Shan and the others had subdued Ke Xinyi, Lu Jiuling held the Buddha Intestine Sword in his right hand, pressed it against her skin, and with a little force, the sharp tip of the sword pierced through. Then, with Lu Jiuling's wrist exerting force, the sword slashed along the outline of the character '囍'.

Precise, fast, and without any hesitation.

Lu Jiuling's hands remained perfectly steady, without trembling, just like a fish butcher who had worked at RT-Mart for thirty years.

Tang Weimin's eyes widened in shock.

What is Lu Jiuling's state of mind?
I'm not this steady when peeling potatoes myself.

Ke Xinyi struggled.

Having learned from their experience of holding down Feng Xiu and Li Jiayao, Jiang Shan and Xu Shaowei put in a lot of effort this time, with Li Yinuo even leaning half of her body on her friend's shoulder.

Tang Weimin looked for a few seconds before his gaze fell on the short sword in Lu Jiuling's hand.

What a sharp blade!
It is a foot long and less than two fingers wide, so thin that it seems to break with a single snap, and could be blown away with a breath. It gives people a light and petite quality, like a hidden weapon used to assassinate the king.

The sword's blade is white, like autumn water or winter frost, and has patterns like fish intestines on it. Judging from its shape, it looks like a weapon from the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods.

it's beautiful!
Tang Weimin took one look at the short sword and fell in love with it, feeling an urge to possess it.

"I really want to snatch it and use it to cut open Lu Jiuling's stomach."

After muttering to himself, Tang Weimin looked astonished.

What am I thinking?

Could it be that I'm a pervert at heart?
In fact, Tang Weimin is not alone in having this idea. Ordinary people are subtly influenced when faced with taboo objects.

"pain!"

"It hurts so much!"

"Stop peeling it!"

Ke Xinyi couldn't take it anymore and cried out, trying to get Lu Jiuling to let go.

"almost done!"

Lu Jiuling had sweat on his forehead, but he didn't bother to wipe it away. The sweat dripped onto Ke Xinyi's back. "Thirty seconds at most, you count!"

"1!"

"2!"

Jiang Shan started counting. She knew that Lu Jiuling was saying this to distract Ke Xinyi.

Everyone stared intently, and they could even see a touch of artistic beauty in Lu Jiuling's smooth and fluid movements, as if a top-notch craftsman was sculpting a work of art.

"30 seconds are up, are you done?"

Ke Xinyi pressed for more information.

"All right!"

With a single stroke of his Buddha Intestine Sword, Lu Jiuling peeled off the human skin, delivering the final cut.

"NICE!"

Zhang Shuai couldn't help but shout it out.

That character '囍' is a traditional Chinese character, which ordinary people can't even write properly with a pen. Yet Lu Jiuling, holding a short sword, was able to peel it off perfectly, following every stroke.

This is so relaxing!

Just as Lu Jiuling was about to put up the double happiness character, Xu Shuo stopped him.

"690, shall I go?"

Xu Shuo smiled ingratiatingly.

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