"What the hell is going on, how could Yuanyuan be captured by the painted skin?" the third prince hurried over with the two ghosts, and shouted at us as soon as he entered the door. I looked up and saw that today's third prince was wearing a uniform and looked very energetic, not at all like the legendary second ancestor.

The thirteenth princess nodded at the third prince, wrapped a barbecue and handed it to his mouth, saying, "We don't know about this. Could it be that you want to use Yuanyuan to make a new skin for yourself?"

"How is it possible, no one will look for Yuanyuan, is she blind?" Xiao Ai said firmly on the side.

The foreign Taoist snorted coldly and said, "You still have a vision for painting skin, you people know a fart." ”

Me: "When you say that, do you really want your devil girl to be made into a skin by painting?"

The foreign Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, and said embarrassedly: "I didn't mean that. ”

Xiao Ai: "Then do you think she is so ugly that she doesn't want to take care of her, or is she so beautiful that she wants us to collect her body?"

The foreign Taoist priest stood on the spot in embarrassment, not knowing how to respond.

In the end, it is to take this opportunity to attack our aesthetics and prove to everyone that Yuanyuan is a beauty that we and other laypeople cannot appreciate. Or is forced to join us in the same stream, admitting that the devil girl is also a devil-like existence that hangs on the door to ward off evil spirits and hangs on the bed for contraception, so as to comfort herself in her heart, praying that the ghost thing that only pursues beauty will not cause her personal harm.

This kind of philosophical thinking is indeed a dilemma.

I can't help but be reminded of a famous quote from Shakespeare.

“to*be*or*not*to*be,that*is*a*question.” I said with a smile.

Foreign Taoist: "You (say) Sa?"

Xiao Ai: "To live or to die is a question. ”

The thirteenth princess interjected: "When is it now, and there is still the heart to be poor here." ”

Xiao Ai sneered and said, "What are you afraid of, Yuanyuan will not be in danger." ”

Me: "?"

Foreign Taoist: "How is it possible! She's so beautiful." ”

Me: "!"

Xiao Ai: "Do you remember what the local people said at that time? He said that Yuanyuan was taken away. ”

I asked, "So what?"

Xiao Wai said disdainfully: "Don't you know what the difference between being taken away and being taken away is?"

I shook my head, "I don't know. ”

Brother Amnesia interjected: "It doesn't matter what difference he makes, we are all going to save people anyway." We are all righteous and upright, can we still be afraid that he will be able to suppress the righteousness?"

When the third prince heard this, his spirit was shocked, and he said proudly: "That is, evil will not defeat justice!"

Xiao Wai said disappointedly: "Then this time you will die, the three-year-old children on the street know that you are a model of evil!"

The third prince scratched his head in embarrassment, and we all laughed so hard that we couldn't stand up.

Our group finally set off according to the address given by the local audience.

Along the way, Xiao Ai has been telling everyone about the horror history of the Painted Skin Ghost.

As a well-known ghost, Painted Skin is not the one with the highest mana and the most crimes. But with her perverted modus operandi, she has always been in the list of China's top ten powerful ghosts. Its original method of skinning people alive has been all the rage and has become the object of imitation by ghosts at home and abroad. There is even a trend of learning to paint skin abroad. These fanatical fans have devoted themselves to studying the skinning skills of the Painted Skin Ghost, and after all, they have achieved a little success, thus deriving a special family of "Skinning Walkers".

And the unique second-speed heart-digging magic skill is praised by the Three Realms as the title of the fastest heart-digging little expert.

The last manager of the Prefecture Human Affairs Office, Mr. Pu Songling, once focused on this terrifying ghost in his adapted version of the diary of the underworld - "Strange Tales from Liaozhai". And there are countless movies remade based on the story of the painted ghost in ancient and modern times. Although each film has a great distortion of the real image of the painted skin. But his penchant for skinning beautiful women and eating men's hearts has never been lost.

Xiao Wai spat and talked about the painted skin, but no one in the car responded.

Brother Amnesia is studying with the third prince how to be a righteous young man who can make people abandon their prejudices.

The Thirteenth Princess and I were discussing how to dress up our new living room.

She wants to have a dog in the living room. But I sternly refused.

As a person with a "dog will be bitten buff", raising a dog is tantamount to self-harm for me. What's more, what she wants to raise is not a Chihuahua, but a Tibetan mastiff. That would be a complete suicide, so I shook my head like a rattle and rejected her proposal.

So the thirteenth princess turned her head and began to discuss with the old pervert whether it was better to buy a male or a mother.

I noticed that apart from the initial shock when they heard about the painting, they no longer felt like they were facing a great enemy. Except, of course, for foreign priests.

He was tinkering with his various props at the moment, figuring out how to deal with Painted Skin. has even used off-the-spot help, calling to ask Lao Chen how to get this charm, how to do that spell and so on. It's like a posture of grinding a gun in battle.

Finally, we arrived at the address given by Oba.

When I looked up, everyone was stunned on the spot.

I saw a dilapidated shop appear in front of me. The plastered walls seemed to be able to pick up handfuls of powder, and the wooden door had a large hole, and a large poster was crookedly pasted next to the door, which read

"Millennial ancestral secret recipe, exclusive plastic surgery club"

I looked through the doorway, and it was pitch black, and I couldn't see anything.

The third prince pushed me away and shouted through the doorway, "Listen, people inside, you have been surrounded!"

And the amnesiac brother on the side also shouted: "Don't try to make fearless resistance, dropping the hostages and surrendering is your only choice!"

The two stood at the door and shouted for a long time, but there was no movement inside.

Seeing this, the foreign Taoist priest immediately sprinted, raised his foot and kicked towards the gate.

The expected break did not appear, but a large hole was added to the door on the other side.

The foreign Taoist priest had one foot in the hole and one foot on his body, and wanted to pull out his legs, but found that he was stuck in the middle and couldn't move. I had to blush in embarrassment and say to us, "Who's going to help me?" ”

I shook my head helplessly, stepped forward and hugged his waist, and pulled him out hard.

At this time, an angry voice came from behind: "What are you doing!"

We looked back and saw a woman with a delicate face holding fried liver, glaring at us.

The third prince stepped forward and explained: "Girl, the police are handling the case, it is very dangerous here, hurry up and avoid it." ”

The woman nodded and hurried away.

After about ten seconds, he turned back again and said, "No, this is my house, what are you doing at my house?"

Me: "Isn't this the place where the Paintman lives?"

When the woman heard this, she said angrily, "I am a painted skin, how do you know? Who sent you?"

I hurriedly let go of the foreign priest, jumped backwards with one step, and hid behind the third prince.

And because of my sudden withdrawal, my center of gravity was unstable, and I fell to the ground with a pop.

The door he had kicked on also creaked, and with a bang, it fell, and happened to press on him. Immediately afterwards, the foreign Taoist priest kicked his leg and fell unconscious.

Yes, before the war began, he lost a general. It looks like we're really going to be wiped out today.

The third prince looked at the painted skin ghost, pointed to the foreign Taoist priest lying on the ground, and said, "I am a policeman, and you have been surrounded." Surrender quickly, hurting the innocent like this will only add to your guilt. ”

Painted skin rolled his eyes and said, "He fell on his own, don't rely on my head." ”

The third prince scratched his head in embarrassment, "It seems to be." Well, don't blame you for this, you can go. ”

Painted skin scolded in a low voice, then stepped over the foreign Taoist priest and walked towards the house.

I pulled the third prince's arm from behind and whispered, "Yuanyuan is still inside." ”

The third prince slapped his forehead suddenly, quickly stepped forward and grabbed the woman, and said, "Wait! You haven't released the hostages in the house yet!"

"Hostage?

The thirteenth princess stood up, smiled at the painted skin, and said: "Yuanyuan, who was captured by you last night, is our friend, I don't know where I offended you, and I hope that you don't remember the villain and let her go." ”

Painted Skin lowered his head and pondered for a while, and suddenly realized: "Ah, you said that ugly monster last night, right?"

The foreign Taoist priest lying on the ground heard someone say that his girlfriend was an ugly monster, and immediately woke up, pushed open the door that pressed on him, jumped up, shook his hand and flew out a charm at the painted skin, shouting: "You are the ugly monster!"

Unexpectedly, the painting skin didn't even lift her eyelids, but just casually pointed at the air, and the charm that rushed towards her burst into flames and disappeared in an instant.

Seeing this, the foreign Taoist priest became furious, and was about to rush up with a peachwood sword. I hurriedly stretched out my hand to stop him and said, "Don't get excited, don't get excited, why do you have to fight every time you see someone, and it's endless." ”

Foreign Taoist: "But she said ......"

Xiao Ai complained: "What's wrong with saying she's ugly? Do you think it's better to paint her skin and think she's beautiful, and then pick her skin than to say she's ugly?"

The foreign priest stopped talking, lowered his head and sulked.

I turned my head and smiled at the painting and said, "I'm sorry, this guy is a little impulsive, the one you caught yesterday is her girlfriend." ”

Painted Skin: "I didn't arrest her, she came back with me of her own free will." ”

Foreign Taoist: "How is it possible! She won't be stupid enough to be skinned by you willingly!"

Painted skin: "Are you sick? What are you doing with her skin? Do you use it on Halloween?"

Foreign Taoist: "Then what are you taking her back for?"

Painted Skin pointed to the poster on the door and said, "She asked me for plastic surgery, what else can she do." ”

Seeing this, I hurriedly played the round, "Look, it turned out to be just a misunderstanding." Everyone has something to say. Why did the water wash away the Dragon King Temple? ”

The third prince: "My family will not be washed away by the water." ”

Xiao Ai: "Metaphor!

The third prince: "The analogy is impossible! The water is in my father's charge, how can he rush himself?" ”

I shook my head helplessly, "Okay, okay, I said the wrong thing." ”

Painted Skin looked at us and said, "Don't make noise at the door, let the neighbors see that the impact is not good." Let's go in and talk about something. After that, he picked up the door that fell on the ground, and said distressedly: "You broke this door, and you will have to pay me for it later." ”