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The crossbow is no joke, and my little body has to shoot it in minutes. The most important thing is that it was Zhang Wuren who was holding the crossbow against me!

I hurriedly stopped and said, Lao Zhang! Don't scare me! Let's have something to say, if I do something wrong, can't I deduct money? Do you have to move the guys?

Zhang Wuren dragged Li Sanming back two steps, but the crossbow in his hand was not put down, his face was full of panic, and said, Lao He, do you feel that something is wrong?

I moved around a bit, didn't I think something was wrong there? Is Zhang Wuren crazy?

Zhang Wuren held the crossbow in one hand, but with the other hand, he took out the gossip mirror from the bag on his waist and threw it in front of me, saying, don't say anything, look in the mirror first.

I picked up the gossip mirror from the ground suspiciously, and said in my heart, it was dark in the middle of the night, and I couldn't see anything, what did you ask me to take a look at? As soon as I leaned over my face, I felt like I had been splashed with sulfuric acid, and I was almost out of breath from the pain.

Zhang Wuren dropped the crossbow, pulled out the red rope with his backhand and tied me up firmly. Probably worried that I would break free from the red rope, he pulled out a scroll of scriptures made of silk and tied me up like a rice dumpling.

I rubbed my face vigorously, but my heart panicked. I said, Lao Zhang! What the hell is wrong with you? me, let me go!

Zhang Wuren picked up the gossip mirror I threw on the ground and said, Lao He, you turn your head.

I rubbed my face and was about to cry, saying, am I disfigured? Lao Zhang, what the hell are you doing?

Zhang Wuren looked at me carefully, his face was solemn, and he asked me, Lao He, don't you really think there's something wrong there?

I'm angry, what's wrong with me? If you want to say that something is wrong, it is to be flashed by the gossip mirror. But when I first thought about it, I felt that something was wrong, because the gossip mirror can be mapped with gossip runes, and this thing only has an effect on ghosts, what is the situation on my face?

I suddenly panicked a little and said, Lao Zhang, do I have something on my face?

Zhang Wuren was silent for a moment and said, can you go by yourself? Go back to the village first. I'll find you a mirror.

The more he was like this, the more uneasy I felt in my heart. But I'm not stupid, I know something must be wrong. So he honestly followed Zhang Wuren and Li Sanming to the village. Fortunately, it is not far from Lianshan Village, and with Li Sanming here, he also lived in smoothly.

In the room, Zhang Wuren gave me a mirror, but it was this mirror that let me know why Zhang Wuren tied me up first.

Because I don't know when there was an extra mask on my face.

The mask was very strange, with squinted eyes, drooping corners of the mouth, and red blood and tears in the corners of the eyes. Whether it is from the shape or style of the mask, it is no different from the poisonous old monster and Xing Maniac. Except the expression on the face is different.

I immediately reacted, this was the crying face of the nine corpses in the welcome.

Zhang Wuren ripped open my shirt and looked at my belly, and sure enough, he found that the mark formed by the black qi had disappeared without a trace.

Li Sanming smoked several cigarettes next to him and said, this is a crying face mask. It is the sacrifice chosen by the Little Black Heaven Immeasurable Bodhisattva. He's hopeless.

Zhang Wuyan scolded when he opened his mouth, fart!

Li Sanming was almost out of breath by his words, but for the sake of the two of us who rescued him from the ghost city, he still said patiently, I can understand your feelings, but he has been selected by the Little Black Sky Immeasurable Bodhisattva, unless we smash that statue, otherwise we can't do anything at all, do you understand?

Zhang Wuren glanced at him coldly and said, I need hot water, towels, and alcohol. Hurry.

I was strapped up, but I shook my head left and right in the mirror. I cried and said with a sad face, Lao Zhang, what's wrong with me? I don't know where this mask came about.

Zhang Wuren said that the man in the mask in the ghost market is a believer in the Death Cult. He uses a soul chain, which triggers a crying mark on your body. But don't worry, I'll find a way to rip off the mask for you.

Li Sanming quickly found hot water, alcohol, and towels. Zhang Wuren took out a dagger from his bag, disinfected it slightly with alcohol, and said, don't move. Then he took the dagger and pressed it in my face.

I was too scared to speak, for fear that Zhang Wu's hand would tremble and give me a scar. Lying motionless on the bed at the moment. But as soon as the dagger landed on my face, I heard a cry.

It was a terrible cry, and most of all, it was a mask on my face. I was so frightened that I said, Lao Zhang, hurry up and get it! This damn mask is disgusting!

Zhang Wuren pried twice with a dagger, and I grinned in pain. After a while, Zhang Wuren gave up his plan to come hard, saying, this thing has grown on your face, and if you forcibly cut it off, it will ruin your face.

Li Sanming wiped some blood and tears on the mask with a towel, and whispered, This is not the way, have you found it, the crying face mask continues to grow.

Zhang Wuren was silent for a long time, and said that this thing was mainly based on the soul, and then mobilized Lao He's flesh and blood to grow a mask on his face. If you want to get it done, you have to solve the problem at the root. Li Sanming, tell me honestly, can you contact the Fujian corpse painter?

As soon as Zhang Wuren said this, Li Sanming hesitated. As soon as Zhang Wuren saw his expression, he went crazy on the spot, and said, Lao He and I worked hard to get you out of the ghost market, you dare to say a damn word, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will throw you back to the ghost market tonight!

He said it in a loud voice, and his eyes widened angrily, which frightened Li Sanming and hurriedly shuddered, and said: Brother, you listen to me first. Don't look at me as a Fujianese, but I have never crossed paths with corpse painters, and their group of people don't look down on the people of our Gu Master Alliance, thinking that we play with bugs all day long, disgusting.

Zhang Wuyan said impatiently, don't talk about that nonsense, you just say that you know where the corpse painter is?

Li Sanming honestly said, I know. But it's not easy to get them to help you draw corpses. They have a very strange temper, and if they are willing to help you draw corpses, they will keep stalking you, and even pay you money to help you. If you don't want to, even if you smash it with gold and silver, people won't bird you.

I said weakly in bed, "What are you waiting for?" I'll have to try it alive or dead. Lao Zhang, can you untie the red rope on my body, it doesn't feel good to be tied.

Zhang Wuren shook his head and said, he couldn't untie it. The weeping mask on your body is integrated into your soul, and it is still growing on your three souls and seven spirits. I don't know how long the red rope and scripture can suppress its spread, but I know that once it is untied, you won't be able to hold on for half a day.

Actually, I didn't think this crying mask was really powerful, because I always felt that there was nothing out of the ordinary. But since Zhang Wuren said so, I had no choice but to be wronged and be tied up like this.

Anyway, Lao Zhang, he won't hurt me.

Because of the time constraints, we only stayed in Lianshan Village for an hour and left in a hurry. It wasn't dawn when I left, so no one saw it. Fortunately, Li Sanming actually parked a car in Lianshan Village, which was a Korean off-road vehicle. I was wrapped in rice dumplings and placed in the trunk, and then drove silently down the country road into the distance.

Li Sanming said that there are only eight corpse painters in Fujian. Their inheritance is very difficult, but those who can get it are amazing masters. It is said that the most powerful guy can even glance at you in a sea of people, and when you get home, you can draw your soul away in minutes.

I was lying in the back row and was unwilling to be lonely, which is a bit exaggerated, right? If they were really so powerful, wouldn't they become the world's most advanced killers? In the future, the United States will not have to go all over the world to arrest bin Laden, take the photo and ask the corpse worker to draw a picture, won't it be done?

Zhang Wuren said next to him that bin Laden had died a long time ago.

I said, don't interrupt, that's what I'm saying.

Li Rutie said while driving, Brother He, don't believe it. There are countless magical means in this world, and you and I don't know, just because they don't exist doesn't mean they don't exist......

Before he could finish his sentence, he slammed on the brakes. Because I was lying in the back row, I was caught off guard and crashed into the front seat with a grunt.

Then I heard Zhang Wuren gasp and say,! How did he get here? Bump it over! Kill him for me!

Before I could react, I heard Li Sanming slam on the accelerator, and a huge push back force came, and the car was already roaring and rushing towards the front!

Is this bastard really going to kill someone?