Once the world evolves from the ordinary, after adding inexplicable mystery, it is like the surface of the water stirred up by stones.

One stone stirs up a thousand waves!

After thousands of ripples spread out, the world will change greatly.

Qin Chuming scattered secret techniques in the world, those who have the opportunity to get it, the good do good, the chivalrous do chivalrous, the avenger takes revenge, and the evil one troubles the world.

This is the beginning of the change of the overall situation, and it is also the beginning of chaos.

As long as every enlightened person believes what he has seen and heard, then the overall situation has set the tone.

Qin Chuming's game with the wise men of the world will have an advantage when they work together.

At this time, in front of the funeral parlor incinerator in N City, the sharp and thin blade between Duan Wenlou's fingers quickly rotated and flew, instantly cutting a piece of human skin on the corpse of the old man in front of him, which was shaped like dry bones.

The moment this layer of skin was cut, it was picked by the blade and fell between Duan Wenlou's pale and slender fingers.

He clipped his index and middle fingers and tucked them into the palm of his hand.

The whole movement was smooth, but in the blink of an eye, Duan Wenlou had already completed a series of actions at a speed that was unattainable to the naked eye.

"Click~"

After getting the human skin, Duan Wenlou took a step back, and his white palm rested on the opening handle of the incinerator track automatic track, and he pulled it violently!

"Carry it~"

With the switch turned on, the automatic track was put into operation.

"Puff~"

The crawler pulled the body of the old man, who was already as thin as a bone, towards the incinerator, and the old man who was as thin as a bone fell into the red light with a falling sound.

The entrance of the incinerator splashed countless sparks, Duan Wen looked at the mouth of the furnace in a daze, he had seen this situation too many times, but he still couldn't get tired of it.

Life is no matter how powerful you are, the elegance is peerless, and it is difficult to escape this death, after death, how many people will be burned to ashes by the furnace, and the ashes will be raised in the wind and buried in the ground.

"The decline of the end of the law is coming to an end, I don't know, do I have the ability to chase the legend of immortality and flying to the sky!"

Duan Wenlou gently touched the human skin in his hand and muttered to himself.

He believed that as long as there was an opportunity to know the decline of the Dharma and embark on the path of cultivation, everyone was looking forward to that day.

The aura of heaven and earth is revived, and it reappears more than hundreds of years ago, when immortals coexisted and flew to the heavens and the earth.

Thinking far again!

Duan Wenlou looked down at the small piece of human skin in his hand and casually put it in his pocket.

After a while, the ashes will be cleaned, and some family members are not worried about him collecting the bones, for fear that there will be omissions.

will hand him a red envelope, and want to collect the bones himself.

Duan Wenlou did as they wished, but he didn't accept red envelopes, he was a companion with the dead, and it was not appropriate to offend the dead for this little thing.

After cleaning the ashes and sending off the family members of the deceased, Duan Wenlou changed into his work clothes and walked towards the house he rented.

This house is very remote, it is said that it was once haunted, and the feng shui is not good, but Duan Wenlou likes the feng shui here, and likes the yin and remote here.

Since he was lucky enough to get the method of cultivating yin qi, this kind of place is much more comfortable for him to live in than those places where people gather yang qi!

Pushing open the door of the house that had been in disrepair for a long time, Duan Wenlou walked into the house, where the yin qi gathered, it was difficult to use the magnetic field, so he didn't bother to decorate the house.

When the lights were turned on, they flickered and flickered, and the indescribable weirdness and coldness filled the entire room.

Suck~

Duan Wen took a deep breath, and a look of pleasure appeared on his pale dead man's face.

What a home away from home experience!

Taking off his coat casually and throwing it on the hanger, Duan Wenlou held the piece of human skin that had just been removed in his hand and walked towards the basement.

In the uncertainty of light and darkness, as the footsteps gradually fell into the ground, the environment became more evil, but Duan Wenlou didn't care at all, he slowly walked into the basement.

In the middle of the small basement is a boxy wooden table, which has been left with countless cracks over the wooden table.

It is decayed and old, and it is as silent as a cemetery burial garden.

If someone moves their gaze from the wooden table to the wooden table, that's when the real weirdness begins!

That's a human skin!

But it makes people feel like they're alive!

Especially those empty eyes, when anyone looks at them, they will have the feeling of being stared at.

It makes people's scalp tingle!

Although many people have never seen real human skin, when you see it, you will never question it!

On top of the human skin were dense traces of needlework and thread, Duan Wenlou walked to the front and stroked the human skin on the wooden table, ignoring the empty and strange eyes.

"It's been a long time, you should be complete today!"

Duan Wenlou touched the human skin and said softly, his voice was also so lifeless, calm as a machine.

This is the human skin of nearly fifty deceased people spliced together, transferring the last grievances on their bodies, and these deceased have no accident to complete the dragon service.

Duan Wenlou has also seen those who escaped death, it was a group of extremely "stubborn" family members, who would rather die than be intubated and let the old man suffer.

As a result, after being forcibly discharged from the hospital, it is said that he is living well except for his inconvenience, but he cannot mention the bed number of the elderly in the intensive care unit.

The old man wakes up at the mention of the old man, and sometimes he trembles involuntarily.

Speaking of which, it's all ironic!

Of course, doctors are not all bad, and surgeons are said to have rave reviews.

Pennants are almost filling the aisles.

Thinking too much again!

Duan Wenlou shook his head slightly, he picked up his black needle and thread, and sewed a piece of human skin that he had taken off today.

As the needlework and thread wander and the human skin is finally intact, the environment becomes colder and more eerie, while the whole human skin becomes more and more lifelike.

"Knowing you can't wait, take your time!"

Duan Wenlou patted the human skin, this is resentment, endless resentment.

It is the last hatred of the deceased before death, representing their last struggle and last resentment before death!

"This is how many people can't swallow the last breath! Every day I look at the people who torture me, but I can't say a word, and I live in a trance under tranquilizers until I die.

This breath has been stuck in your chest for too long, let me help you and dissipate this resentment!"

A strange flush appeared on Duan Wenlou's pale face, and his hands were drawn in the void, and the inexplicable qi moved with his gestures.

In the trajectory that crossed the void, layers of mist manifested, like the cold ice condensed in the middle of July.

This is yin qi, Duan Wenlou cultivates yin qi but does not cultivate resentment, resentment is one of the most difficult things in this world, and the monks dare not touch it at all!

To the cultivators, this is like a tiger and a demon, and they are afraid to avoid it.

Now Duan Wenlou wants to use yin qi to control resentment, and with the help of the ancestors' legacy, he will create a resentful spirit!