Chapter 53: Human Skin Doll
"It's okay," I swallowed my throat that was dry to a tight one, and raised my hand to silently remove Yexun's hand.
"I'm impermanent, I've received very professional and strict training, no matter how terrifying the picture is, I won't be afraid, unless I can't help it!"
Yexun: "......"
The broad palm that covered me slowly moved away, revealing the piercing presence in the middle of the main hall.
In front of the tea table in the hall, there stood a motionless woman, wearing only a small dress, and her snow-white and delicate skin was crawling crookedly with centipede-like thread marks.
Her skin was a little shriveled and fit perfectly everywhere, but her color was very different.
My scalp was a little numb: "Is there more than one person's skin sewn on this skin doll?"
Yexun didn't hesitate: "Remove the "can't", you didn't guess wrong! Andββ"
He pointed to the doll with an index finger: "The skin on her legs is relatively loose, obviously stepping on the skin of the deceased's thighs and pulling upwards!"
I couldn't believe it: "You mean, he ripped this skin off?"
Yexun: "That's exactly what I saw, but I don't know if I skinned it after death or when I was alive." β
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I felt that I was completely mentally prepared, and before I saw the things in the main hall, I had already imagined many of the most bloody and cruel images I could think of.
After a long silence, I looked at the human skin doll for a long time, and my mind kept thinking about the little maids who liked to hide by the door of the night xun and commit when I was at the post station.
Their young and vivid lives have fallen, and their beautiful and splendid years have forever rested in this inn.
I took a breath of cold air and looked at Yexun expressionlessly: "Let the little cripple out!"
"You're going to judge him?"
Seeing that I didn't answer, Yexun's long sleeves waved, and the little cripple like a black loach was thrown heavily to the ground.
"Ahem...... the little cripple coughed with a sigh, and his emaciated figure trembled.
He coughed up a lot of blood mixed with black silk, and when he finished coughing, he simply sat cross-legged on the ground and hung his head in a daze, looking sluggish.
"Don't pretend to Lao Tzu!" I was angry at the betrayal of the white-eyed wolf, stepped forward quickly, and kicked it over.
It turned out that the guy was a human being, and my right foot, which was filled with monstrous rage, flew through his body without causing any blow to him.
The little cripple can definitely see me, but he is not afraid, but the momentum of the stunned wood is getting stronger and stronger.
He never said a word, his eyes fixed on a corner of the main hall door without moving for half a minute.
"Who did this human skin doll?!" I asked through gritted teeth as I crouched down in front of him.
"Lord White!" Yexun's voice called out to me behind me.
I had a fire in my heart, and I thought that if the little cripple refused to confess and tell the truth, I would just pull his soul out and press it on the ground to rub it, until he spoke!
However, Yexun has no eyesight at all, and he actually interrupted me at such a critical juncture!
"What's the matter?" I floated over angrily.
Ye Xun was half-crouching behind the door panel of the hall at this time, and he pointed to a pool of blood on the ground that had solidified into a crimson blood.
"The blood has dried up into small pieces around it, and it shouldn't have been a short time to flow down, look at this again!"
Following the tug of Yexun's fingers, I looked up the slender red marks on the wall that had gathered blood on the ground.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, the originally unremarkable beamed roof is now covered with air-dried corpses and internal organs.
I only felt a churn in my heart, some of it came from the corpse parts, and the other part came from behind the hanging corpse parts, and there was a huge crimson spirit talisman painted and written!
The wind was blowing in the station, and the blue-gray smoke that covered the courtyard poured in through the windows behind the doorway, and the air-dried corpses hanging on the roof of the beams were blown to the staggering.
Several wrist-thick chains gradually circled around the crimson soul talisman, and the runes were also engraved densely on them.
The roof was gradually transformed into a huge blood-red vortex by the power of the spell, like a large mouth of blood hanging in the air, and those "jingling" chains scattered were the tongues born in this mouth.
I guess if the bad luck is swept in, it will be devoured to the point that there is no scum left!
The windows and doors of the main hall of the "bang" post station were vigorously shut, and at the same time, the little lame man who had been unwilling to open his mouth suddenly jumped up from the ground as if he had gone crazy.
With a solemn face, he bowed to the spirit talisman above his head, and his mouth opened and closed, which should be what he was saying.
Nao, alas, the master is deaf and can't hear!
I'm a little disturbed by the huge spell mark aura above my head, and my brain is a little unclear, and the picture is not very good, and there are always a few people who don't have the eyesight to mix it up.
I immediately turned around and went back, pinched my fingers, and directly pulled the little lame's soul out of his body to warn: "Master can't find someone who is angry and beaten, do you have to join in this fun?"
It is very painful for the soul to leave the body, especially the little cripple, a transparent soul is held in the air by me, and the other is still in the body.
The word half-dead, I now fully suspect that it should come from here!
"Huh?"
After the half-cut soul of the little lame man left his body, he did not have the same unstoppable spasms as ordinary flesh.
His soul that I dragged out was even more so, as if it would turn into a puddle of water in my hands at any moment.
"Lord Bai!" Ye Xun grabbed one of my arms violently, "Let's get out of here first." β
"Lord Night!" I motioned for him to look at the little lame soul that had been pulled out of my hand, and Yexun's originally unattractive face was now becoming more and more solemn.
"It's okay, before this spell really runs its power to its fullest potential, we need to leave as soon as possible!"
I looked at the blood-red vortex like an abyssal that was gradually burning above my head, and my brain twitched, and I was a little lost: "Ahhhh
Ye Xun couldn't help but say, and grabbed my hand and increased his strength: "I can, but you can't!"
Me: "......"
Does Yexun himself know how big the psychological shadow area this sentence has on me?
I looked helpless as I watched him raise his hand and draw a spell mark in mid-air that I had never seen before.
His fingers stopped at the last stroke, and a dazzling white light suddenly came from the round hole with a warm breath.
Yexun walked in the front, he pulled me, and I pulled the half-dead little cripple.
Before the white glow of the spell could cover my eyes, several chains flew out of the blood-red vortex at us.
Worst......