8 A man is clothed in human skin

The message came to an abrupt end here, Yin Ze rummaged through the entire robe, but could no longer find any extra messages.

"Yin Master..."

Yin Ze muttered these two words, his fists clenched together, and his brain began to quickly sort out all the information.

Since Dad said that he was looking forward to the day when he went to find him, it means that he is not dead.

And my father didn't give himself a choice, and from the time he found out what was in this box, he had already become his heir.

The matter of killing all his life proves the way of the gods and demons of all worlds.

The path of the Yin Master is not destined to be smooth, and it may even be full of dangers, but this is his own fate, the fate he inherited from his father.

Yin Ze doesn't believe in fate, but it doesn't mean that he will run away from fate.

"Dad! I will inherit the identity of the Yin Master, but I will not prove the way of bullshit gods and demons, I am just an ordinary person, I am just for you! For my father's sake, to share the burdens you have carried. ”

Yin Ze stood in front of the mirror, tidied up the Taoist robe on his body, and made an oath to the mirror seriously, as if he heard Yin Ze's response, and the faint fluorescence on the mirror gradually dissipated.

With the goal, Yin Ze suddenly felt a little more relaxed, and his father also left enough clues for himself, and he only needed to find the paper master Dong Wen next.

As soon as he got up the next day, Yin Ze called Cuntou, anyway, there is a free errand boy, so you don't have to use it there.

The inch speed was very fast, and when Yin Ze opened the roller shutter of the funeral shop, this kid was already waiting at the door.

The two of them got into the Buick Yinglang and went straight to the northeast corner of Huaicheng.

"Master, what are we going to do today?"

Cuntou secretly looked at Yin Ze from the rearview mirror while driving, and asked in a low voice.

"Go find someone."

Yin Ze looked out the window, and he was secretly wondering what the paper maker his father asked him to find was.

Paper Tier.

According to the normal interpretation, it should be a craftsman who makes funeral supplies, but the paper maker who has something to do with the Yin Master, could it really be an ordinary craftsman?

"Looking for whom? Let's stop by and ask. ”

"A paper maker named Dong Wen."

Yin Ze glanced at him and replied.

Cuntou's face froze, and he laughed dryly.

The master is worthy of being a master, and everyone is looking for something that sounds evil.

Several people asked questions while walking, and spent a whole morning, almost asking the entire northeast area of Huaicheng, but they didn't find a paper maker surnamed Dong.

"Master, is the information wrong?"

Cuntou wiped the beads of sweat on his head and asked suspiciously.

"Probably not."

Yin Ze also frowned.

I did act according to the information left by my father, how could I not find it?

In the northeast corner of Huaicheng, Dong Wen, a paper maker...

Yin Ze muttered repeatedly in his heart, carefully thinking about the information he might have missed.

"If you are ready, go to the southeast corner of Huaicheng to find Dong Wen, the paper maker..."

If you're ready?

Yin Ze's eyes lit up suddenly, and he suddenly discovered the problem.

If you are ready, then you will not go to Dong Wen as an ordinary person, but as a Yin Master, then you will naturally have to use the skills of a Yin Master.

Yin Ze took out the black broken book from his arms, and gently opened the pages, which were still blank, obviously there was nothing yin and heavy nearby.

"Cuntou, is there any place around here where the yin qi is heavier?"

Yin Ze raised his head and asked.

I was stunned, took out my mobile phone and began to look for it.

"Yes! I just checked, and when I went out of the city and walked ten kilometers to the northeast, there was a large cemetery, but that land had been unmanaged, and now it has been abandoned, and it is estimated that it is already a mass grave. ”

Cuntou stretched out his mobile phone in front of Yin Ze.

"Let's go there and have a look."

Yin Ze nodded and commanded.

"Are you really going to that kind of place? Although it's daytime, there are no living people going to that place all the time, and the yin qi must be very heavy, so I don't know if there will be dirty things..."

Cuntou smiled bitterly.

"I'm here, what are you afraid of?"

Yin Ze glanced at him, then closed his eyes and recuperated.

If you want to talk about ghosts, there is one sitting in the car right now, and it is still a beautiful female ghost.

Seeing that Yin Ze was so confident, he couldn't open his mouth to refute, so he had to start the car hard.

After driving seven or eight kilometers out of the city, the temperature suddenly began to drop, and Yin Ze could clearly feel this change with the car window open.

The black broken book in his hand shook faintly, and Yin Ze's heart moved, and he turned the page.

Although the writing was still blank, the trembling paper had already proved that Yin Ze's conjecture was right, and the thicker the yin qi, the more likely it was to be the destination he was going to.

"Master, do you feel it? It's only broad daylight, why is it so cold, this place must be abnormal! ”

Cuntou couldn't help but speak, his voice was already a little trembling.

"Keep driving, it's not there yet!"

Yin Ze reached out and patted him on the shoulder, signaling him to feel at ease.

The face of the inch head became more and more ugly, but he still hugged the steering wheel seriously and drove forward seriously.

Yin Ze looked out through the car window, but there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if he had just seen the scenery outside the window.

Yin Ze wiped his eyes vigorously and looked at them seriously for a while.

This time he saw clearly, not his own illusion, the scenery outside the window was indeed repeating, about every hundred meters of distance, the scenery reincarnated.

Those repeated views are exactly the same, even the texture of the leaves and trunk of a single tree is exactly the same!

The black broken book in his hand shook violently, Yin Ze was startled, and hurriedly turned his face.

Bai Shu beside him disappeared without a trace for some time, and even the inch that was sitting in the front seat and driving just now disappeared!

The scene of sitting alone in an unmanned car and constantly walking in circles is too weird.

"Bai Shu! Brush cut? ”

Yin Ze's scalp suddenly became a little numb, and he hurriedly shouted loudly.

No one answered his words, the scenery outside the window was still reincarnated countless times, and the road in front of the car still seemed to have no end.

Calm down!

Yin Ze took a deep breath and forcibly forced his mind to work.

The scene now resembles the legendary ghost hitting the wall.

The so-called ghost hitting the wall is because the dirty things have blinded the eyes of the living, causing their eyes to see reality clearly, and they can only go around in circles in vain.

Yin Ze quickly opened the black broken book in his hand, but only the pages were shaking wildly, and there was no image of anything dirty.

"Isn't it a ghost? What else could that be? ”

Yin Ze was startled, and suddenly felt a chill in his back.

Airplanes!

The car suddenly accelerated, and the scene on both sides changed even faster.

The car seemed to be running madly towards hell, the wind blowing in the window made a whining sound, like a ghost scream, which made people get goosebumps, and the temperature around it seemed to have dropped a few degrees, Yin Ze could clearly see the white breath he exhaled.

No way!

We can't stay here anymore and wait to die!

Yin Ze gritted his teeth, protected the black book in his arms, and slammed the car door and jumped out.

Bang!

Yin Ze slammed to the ground, and it took seven or eight laps to unload the huge force, and the bones in his body were almost falling apart.

The huge pain made Yin Ze couldn't help but snort in pain, and struggled on the ground for a while before slowly supporting himself and sitting up.

Jumping out of a car is undoubtedly an extremely dangerous act.

Although Yin Ze was lucky not to break his hands and feet, he already had multiple joints dislocated all over his body.

Yin Ze didn't have the kung fu to feel sorry for his injury, so he quickly looked around, trying to judge his position. But it was pitch black all around, and I couldn't make out where I was.

What's going on!

It was still noon when I was in the car just now, and it became dark after I got out of the car.

Yin Ze's heart was in turmoil, struggling to get up from the ground, but he inadvertently touched a person's feet.

Yin Ze was shocked in his heart, he didn't even notice when someone suddenly appeared behind him!

Yin Ze quickly moved his body to the side, facing the person vigilantly.

This is a scrawny woman, wearing only a tattered white dress, whose withered and stiff body and shrunken and sunken face do not arouse any man's physical impulses, but give people a strong psychological discomfort.

"You... Hello..."

Yin Ze couldn't tell whether it was a person or a ghost in front of him, and forced out a smile.

The woman in front of her stared at Yin Ze with a pair of godless eyes, and also squeezed out a big smile.

It may be that the corners of the mouth are pulled too much, and the woman's face is directly cracked, and a huge crack begins to extend down from the woman's lower lip, and the entire chin and half of the flesh of the neck are turned over, revealing the crimson colored paper full of runes painted inside.

"You... Well..."

The woman said indistinctly.

Her mouth opened and closed, and rotting straw mixed with maggots fell from the broken part of her face, and the stench was unpleasant.

As the owner of the funeral shop, Yin Ze is very familiar with things in the industry, and he can see at a glance that the red rune paper under the woman's skin and flesh is the paper tied for making paper ties!

Yin Ze only felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and the whole person froze directly in place.

This zombie-like woman...

It turned out to be a paper man wrapped in human skin!