Bai Zhanshu's roar in his heart came to an abrupt end.

Anger is masked.

Although he was aware of the fact that he had been deceived, he did not shout!

Instead, the body is tense.

The body is soft and falls downward!

I plan to break away from the clamp of Wu Yong.

But it backfired, and the strength of the other party's hand was surprisingly strong, almost breaking his backbone.

Gazing at the "sheep child" hovering overhead.

Bai Zhanshu forcibly endured the fear in his heart and said:

"Brother, I asked myself in vain, there is no place to be sorry for you.

This Qingshui Town is haunted by demons.

Acacia House is even more infested with prostitutes.

As soon as I am a storyteller, I see that the road is uneven and righteous, why do you still attack me behind my back? ”

Listening to Bai Zhanshu's inquiry.

Wu Yong turned a deaf ear, and the movements in his hands did not stop.

The special needles and threads of the Quenching Gate shuttled back and forth between his fingertips, constantly fitting under the flesh of the other party's skin.

The needlework passed through the body, comparable to the pain of torture, and it did not make Bai Zhanshu's brows furrow.

Inside the Acacia Building, it was quiet.

I can only hear two "poofs" from time to time.

It was the strange sound of a needle and thread piercing through the flesh.

"Brother, I don't know who you are, but I still have to give you some advice.

I am a storyteller with fame and fortune.

It can be regarded as a little involved in the 'establishment'.

Now that the Great Liang is in turmoil, I think you and other evil cultivators with strange methods are destined to be expelled in the future.

If you, the flies and dogs, can't use your own strength to see through the obstacles, win the Xuanmen technique, and reach a new round of realm.

Then the end is still inevitable!

Everything is predestined. ”

The more Bai Zhanshu spoke, the worse his face became, and the "Faxin Daoist" behind him was not attracted by his "topic" at all.

None of this can stop the momentum of the other party's "skinning".

Thinking of this, Bai Zhanshu gritted his teeth and said:

"Brother count me this time, someone Bai recognized it, I was in the inn outside the Acacia Building, and I also stored a large number of 'Yangshou Dan', although this thing is slightly different from Yangshou paper.

But the value is still incalculable!

It's definitely not something that an evil cultivator like you can imagine. ”

Faced with all kinds of temptations of Bai Zhanshu.

Wu Yong turned a deaf ear.

Just now, the moment he put on the skin of the "Dharma Heart Daoist", everything in front of him changed.

In the dark, my eyes were dry and painful.

A feeling rises in the heart.

This is with the help of the [Xuanbai] four-dime copper coin, and the half-conceived [Confused Soul Eye] has changed.

The Taoist system in the Quenching Gate is also divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower.

For example, wearing the skin of the people of the heart of the Dharma and the Tao, he arrived at the second realm of the Quenching Corpse Gate and built the foundation.

And the condensation of the high-grade "confusing heart" has the probability of opening, "confusing the soul eye".

And in the record of the Quenching Gate.

This bewildered soul eye can sense the confusion diffused between heaven and earth, break through the confusion, peep at the true immortals, and distinguish the evil and auspicious......

At this moment, the feeling of the eyes that are pregnant to the half is jerky.

With the help of the breath of confusion, I peeked at the "fierce" omen.

Wu Yong looked around......

Obviously, he has completely suppressed this strange storyteller.

Why do the bad omens still linger?

When the thought flashed, Wu Yong's movements were even faster.

He planned to use the suturing technique of the quenching door to completely peel off the storyteller's skin.

Wu used the field of vision.

Bai Zhanshu's head the size of a water tank swayed from side to side.

The other hand scratched back and forth in the air.

The withered body struggled and swept down the Jin Si Nan bookshelf beside him.

Seeing the books scattered all over the place, Bai Zhanshu hissed:

"Three pilgrimages in the morning and evening, a stick of incense before going to bed~

People breathe a breath, and life is a lamp~

Sweeping the floor does not hurt the lives of ants, and cherishes the moth gauze lamp......"

Bai Zhanshu's voice was a little desolate.

He could feel his flesh and skin parting.

Maybe it won't be long before a bloody and skinned scholar will be hung in the Acacia Building....

For a time, the entire Acacia Building was filled with a heavy and oppressive atmosphere.

Bai Zhanshu smiled bitterly and said:

"I have been studying hard in the cold window, for more than ten years, and today I will finally suffer from the same evil....."

Don't wait for Bai Zhanshu to finish.

Wu behind him shrank his pupils and exclaimed subconsciously.

"I guessed right!

You're not called 'Bai Zhanshu' at all.

It's not a storyteller who reads hard in the cold window.

Your name is 'White Willow' and the white willow of the great god! ”

The voice fell.

Bai Zhanshu's body stiffened suddenly.

The sensation of pain in his brain made him tremble.

A memory that seemed to have been forgotten was remembered by him.

I have been studying hard for more than ten years.

The old mother of the family worked hard every day, needlework until late at night.

After all, one day I fell ill.

When the search for medical treatment was fruitless, a man came up in a remote town, and he called himself "White Willow"!

Studied under the Bai family.....

is a jumping god......

Afterward.... Afterward!

Later, in order to save his mother's illness.....

For gratitude!

Jumping the white willow of the great god, asking for fifty strings of copper coins.....

And his immortal family asked for his own human skin!!

Memories are frozen here.

Wu Yong's suture technique in his hand also reached the last step.

Silent memories in my heart, the record of suturing ...

[Sewing corpses and refining meat, body and mind will last forever.....]

[Build my foundation, bury it deep and not rot .....]

Slash down with one hand with a strong hand.

In an instant, the storyteller's flesh and skin separated.

However, there was no blood splattered, but under this skin was a snow-white paper man.

Such a terrifying scene, Rao is Wu Yong also gasped.

But that's it.

The memories of "Skin Grafting" in his mind were getting more and more abundant.

The memory in my mind subconsciously added a few more pictures.

It was inside the Yamen of Qingshui Town.

This scene of a paper figure constantly changing faces.

Now that I think about it, it wasn't "transformed" by the immortal family.

It's really, really, let these people use human skins to make filth that they have been traded!

"Smack!"

There was a crunch.

The two gods of the paper man stretched out their hands and clasped their cheeks tightly.

Don't let Wu Yong be able to pull the storyteller's skin off smoothly.

Seeing this, Wu Yong only felt that the warning of this evil omen made the burning sensation in his eye sockets stronger and stronger.

Before he had time to hesitate, his other hand hooked the "sheep child".

Hoarse muttering:

[Confusing Gu Blood, Staining Your Skin]

[Confusing Gu Qiao, destroying your seven tricks]

[Confuse the heart Gu soul, destroy your spleen......]

Moment!

The sheep child spits down with a milky white mist, which seems to have a strong corrosive force.

Along the lower half of the paper figure, it began to burn upwards rapidly.

When you see that the paper figure is about to release and press the palm of your face.

Acacia Building!

Outside the gate, there was a sudden noise.

It was the sound of a small copper rod tapping lightly on a leather drum.

"Knock~! Boom~! Boom~! ”

The moment the voice sounded.

Wu Yong's expression was stunned for a moment! He couldn't be more familiar.

It was the voice of the white willow.....

Bai Liu swayed his body, and his mouth made a familiar and lame tone:

"Please~~God~~嘞~~!!"

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PS: I'm sorry for the update, but there's something going on today~The author continues to work the codeword~