Chen Jincai obviously didn't notice what Wu Song had done, and all his thoughts were now on the monks in front of him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He had already picked up the short knife on the ground, which had been brought by those monks, it was very sharp, it was originally used against him, but now he was holding it against these monks.

"Let's talk about peeling now, this peeling is a technical job! The skin should not be too thick or too thin, the thick one is too ugly, and the thin one is something that is easy to break. ”

Chen Jincai's increasingly gloomy voice had already made the monk faint with fright, people are like this, they always say how much they are not afraid of death, but when death is coming, they know that they are still afraid of death in their hearts.

It's better to die than to live, this is not just an old saying, this is also a summary of wisdom.

"This peeling! Do you know where the knife is? I'll tell you! Cut right at your spine, split the skin on your back in half with one knife, and then slowly split the skin, like dividing cowhide, and tear it slowly! ”

His words made people feel creepy when they heard it, but he didn't realize it, he reached out and picked off the clothes on the monk's body, but he didn't cut a trace of skin, which shows that his knife skills are accurate.

"Now I'm going to make a hole in you, you feel the feeling of being skinned, I heard that after your skin is peeled off, there will be a day when you will cry miserably, usually you will die for a day, so you have to enjoy it!

In fact, what I want most is another way to peel the skin, which is said to bury you in the earth, expose only one head, and then cut a cross on your head, and then pour mercury into it, and the heavy mercury will tear the flesh and skin after entering the cortex, which is said to be the most trouble-free!

Because I heard that it hurts, and when it hurts, you have to keep writhing, but the more you writhe, the more it hurts.

In the end, it hurts so much that a person crawls out of his skin, and then a piece of human skin is peeled off!

But it was easier to find asphalt, and after a few hundred years, there was a eunuch named nine thousand years old who liked to pour asphalt on people.

Then it freezes, and it is said that if you hit it with a hammer again, you will end up with a human skin, and of course you have to wash off the asphalt! ”

"Actually, the second and third methods, I've only heard of them, and I don't know if they work.

I wanted to try it today, but now I can't find mercury and asphalt in Heping Valley, so I have to use the most strenuous method, I will personally peel off your skin. ”

Chen Jincai was about to put down the knife, when suddenly a hand reached out beside him to stop him, and he turned his head to see that it was Wu Song.

After Wu Song stretched out his hand to stop Chen Jincai, he said to him solemnly: "Da Lang, people can't be resurrected after death, the road ahead is still quite long, you can't go crazy!" ”

Chen Jincai looked at Wu Song and smiled, but the smile was very penetrating: "I just want to know who is behind these people, but they don't say it, then I have to try their hands on them, and it is also good to practice the art of peeling!" ”

"Da Lang, you can't do it, torture will make your heart more invaded by evil thoughts, and it will really make you deeper into the devil!" Wu Song's demonization is certainly not the demonic as understood by modern people, but the name of the neurosis of that era, which is said to have been pioneered by monks.

For this kind of person who suddenly has a great change in his heart, people at that time felt that the patient was invaded by the omnipresent evil spirits in the world after being greatly stimulated, and he became like this, but in fact, it was just a modern person's neurosis.

No matter how frightened the monk was, he was sure that he was a native of the Great White Gaoguo, especially when he saw Wu Song coming over to stop Chen Jincai, he had the courage to persevere.

"Enchanted? No, no, no, I just want them to be punished as a murderer deserves! ”

Chen Jincai only paused slightly, but because the person who stopped him was Wu Song, he stopped for a moment, and then he still stretched out the knife in his hand to the monk.

Wu Song, who was born with divine power, grabbed Chen Jincai's arm with both hands, and he was as weak as a child grabbing an adult's arm!

But fortunately, even if he was already at the point of being about to fall into a demon, Chen Jincai still had his mind and would not make any attacks on Wu Song.

Wu Song was now like a pillar, standing in front of Chen Jincai and holding his hand, he didn't care about the life of the monk in front of him, but he was afraid that Chen Jincai would fall into the devil because of this.

As mentioned earlier, demonism is a kind of neurosis, and one of the characteristics of neurosis is that it can never be broken, and there will be a second time if there is a first time.

So now what Wu Song is most afraid of is that Chen Jincai has the first time to enter the demon, and people with a little experience know that the point that will make Chen Jincai completely enter the demon is that monk!

This is the first time that Chen Jin has to make the first cut, then his demon will be determined, that is, his neuropathy will be condemned!

Chen Jincai's hand was very steady, without a trace of trembling, even if Wu Song's whole person resisted his hand, he slowly stretched it out without any trembling, not fast, not slow!

Wu Song was desperate to find that he couldn't stop Chen Jincai by himself.

"Da Lang, see who I am, it's me!

Wu Song Wujiro, your brother-in-law, wake up!

Don't fall into the devil, if you fall into the devil, you will never recover! ”

Just as he was sweating profusely but feeling powerless, a woman burst in through the door.

"Lady, come and persuade your brother, if you slow down a little longer, he will fall into the devil!" Wu Song was overjoyed to see this woman.

Because this is his wife Wei Xin, and she is also the sister that Chen Jin recognizes.

He didn't think that Chen Jincai had deeper feelings for his own lady, the sister he recognized, than for himself.

But there is one thing he is very sure of, that is, Chen Jincai protects his shortcomings, very, very long, even if his relatives are recognized, he has a very important position in his heart.

In this era, truly recognizing a relative is actually similar to a real relative.

Sure enough, as soon as Wei Xin heard that Chen Jincai was about to fall into the devil, he was anxious on the spot!

As a doctor, of course she knows the consequences of falling into the demon, and with the current means, no doctor dares to assert that she can cure it and prevent the demon from recurring.

When she rushed over, she saw Wu Song holding Chen Jincai's hand, Chen Jincai's hand was still holding a knife, and he was stretching it out to the monk lying on the ground.

She hurriedly reached out to pull Chen Jincai's face and let him look at herself: "Da Lang, do you still recognize who I am?" Remember who I am? Don't really fall for it! ”

I'm afraid that Chen Jincai won't remember who she is, once Chen Jincai's memory begins to mess up, it proves that his demon is irretrievable.

But fortunately, Chen Jincai's memory is still there, and after being turned over by Wei Xin, he smiled at her stupidly: "Sister, what are you talking about!" ”

But seeing his silly smile, Wei Xin's heart chuckled: It's bad! (To be continued.) )