Inside the auction hall before, due to the distance and the private room, and at the same time affected by the duke's aura, Yi Chen failed to observe this Pinu with pyoderma gangrenosum thoroughly.

And the other party did self-peel on the booth, perfectly separating the body from the skin, and it didn't seem to be a problem.

But when this skin is directly displayed in front of Yi Chen's eyes, whether it is the vision provided by the small grapes or the skin texture given by the yellow skin, it can clearly capture the true consciousness stored in the gangrene skin.

In other words, this skin is the main body, and the dead body that is skinned on the stage is nothing more than the former occupant.

Huangpi also based on its comprehensive understanding of the tannery back then, rummaging through the bottom memory, and also found a Pinu who met the standards, a wanted criminal on the run from the tannery.

【Skinkeeper】

When Gangrene Dead Skin heard the yellow-clothed young man in front of him call out his real name, the whole person was suddenly stunned, his face changed greatly, and he wanted to escape from here at all costs.

Hundreds of appendages formed by gangrene tissue grew out of the skin sac again, and burst out at the speed of the open source limit, trying to find the boundary of the consciousness space, and then break it through his means.

However, in this labyrinthine building that resembles an orphanage, no matter how he goes around, it seems that he will return to the original point.

The young man in the mysterious yellow coat will always be at a certain intersection, holding a leather Bible in one hand and waving to him in the other.

The mood of the skin-bearer was already chaotic as early as when he saw the yellow skin, and with the maze cycle again and again, the mood became more and more messy until the defense was completely broken.

He began to smash walls, dig the ground,

Even so, there is still a similar passage behind the smashed wall, and there is no way to escape.

At this moment, the young man's voice came from behind him:

"The skinner, the loser of the route, the fugitive wanted man who relied on the seizure of Shepinu to survive...... I didn't expect to be so embarrassed, so bad-hearted, how did you escape the pursuit of the tannery?

It's just that you are imprisoned in the space of consciousness and become panicked, what are you afraid of? Why don't you dare to attack me? Wouldn't killing me break the dilemma directly? ”

The skin-bearer, who had broken the defense, could no longer calm down and think, and suddenly twisted his centipede-like body and pounced on the source of the sound.

Click~

What was torn apart was a mannequin draped in yellow rags.

At the same time, the yellow-robed young man holding a Bible strolled out from the other side of the passage, smiling at all this, as if a puppet wire had been connected to the top of the skin's head that he could manipulate.

"If you can't kill me, just calm down and think.

The space of consciousness cannot be perfect, there must be an entrance and exit. Have you ever thought that the exit was actually inside the wooden door next to you in the first place? ”

Yi Chen's words were like a granular chichitinovirus burrowing into the person's epidermis and clinging to the brain, as if the tongue was drilling into the cracks of the brain, whispering irreversibly in the depths.

The skin-bearer was once again bewitched and pulled by words, and immediately turned around and smashed through the wooden door beside him.

However, he did not leave the space of consciousness because he entered the wooden door, but fell into the deeper part of consciousness because of the traction of his thinking.

The entire skin was forcibly restrained into a human form, and was bound to a standard operating table with the words "Montenegro Orphanage" printed on it.

As the essence of consciousness is excavated, the ontological form of the skin-capped guest is also exposed at the same time - a middle-aged man whose whole body is charred due to the failure of the pathway.

In the operating room, the young man in the yellow robe was standing aside to select instruments, and finally pulled out a skull saw.

Smiling, he walked over and moved the bright light to the skin's eyes, the bright light made him confused and difficult to think, and the operation began.

Ka Ka ~ The young man said while cutting the skull:

"You chose to attend the Duke's auction to try your luck and see if you could get a suitable skin, or just buy a Pinu for the seizure.

Who knows, you yourself have been drawn to the stage, and you will use all the tricks to auction your own skins, trying to attract Pinu customers like me...... Congratulations on your success! However, I'm not going to be taken away easily.

Next, I will examine and polish your brain to weed out your malignancy. ”

Bang dang~ When the words fell, the skull also fell.

It contains brains scorched by failed pathways,

"It's really pitiful, the essence of your brain has been burned like this, no wonder your psychology is completely distorted. Wait a minute, and you'll be freed in no time. ”

After breaking through the psychological defense of the skin-bearer, Yi Chen was ready to begin his special indoctrination.

However, he was not interested in whether such a wanted criminal could become a student, all he cared about was his skin.

And there is no need for any mercy to deal with such a cruel slave who wants to encroach on his flesh.

Therefore, Yi Chen wanted to do an experiment here, an experiment that could maximize the use of the skin.

Due to the failure of the path, the skin bag has been in a state of withering, relying on the sacrifice of other leather slaves to continue his life, and he has been hovering between life and death.

Another reason why he was able to not die was his own skin sac, which was very aggressive and contagious, and there was some similarity between the gangrene skin and the dead plague.

The skin tissue of the pitch-black lesion is closer to death as the skin's pathway fails.

Yi Chen valued this, and he wanted to make an attempt to see if the gangrene skin of the skinners could really withstand the attribute of death and whether it could be combined with it.

Lettering begins,

Yi Chen began to engrave with his fingers dripping with black liquid, and when the black liquor soaked the brain, the charred brain did not directly die, but maintained its wholeness.

"I guessed right! The skin-bearer who has failed to pass and has been on the verge of death already has a certain amount of death patience, which is great, you have to hold on. ”

When the dark character "madness" was perfectly engraved, the skinned guest lying on the operating table was still alive and the brain remained intact, although his vitality had decreased a lot.

"Old ...... Teacher~" no longer struggled, but shouted two words with great difficulty.

"Good, you've endured death for the time being, but it's not enough! There is only one thing you need to do next, don't let the teacher down. ”

Yi Chen smiled and pretended to be a skull for this person, and at the same time relieved the consciousness space created by the epileptic brain and returned to the hotel.

The gangrene skin sac like a face-hugging insect has been peeled off, curled up at Yi Chen's side like a pet, and the skin diseases that spread in the room have all been retracted into the skin.

"Little grape, the seal continues, I'll go to the bathroom to deal with one thing."

"Hmm."

Yi Chen got up and led the newly tamed leather guest to the bathroom.

Closing the door and locking it, he walked straight to the bathtub, which was also made of gold, and after confirming that such a golden bathtub could be used as a 'container', Yi Chen began his personal plan.

Put your hands on the edge of the tub and poke your whole head into it.

Airplanes!

With a strong sense of death,

The black dead fluid stored in the deepest part of the brain began to overflow outward, ticking and ticking~ drops of black liquid flowed out from the seven holes of the face, and continued to drip into the bathtub.

Even slowly increase the flow rate until it fills half of the tub.

This process almost drained Yi Chen, and the "Dead Man's Makeup" would not be able to turn on for a period of time, and he would need a long time of rest and recuperation to recover.

At this time, a text warning came from the yellow skin in the body:

≮ William, this is a rare high-grade skin, and if anything goes wrong, it will be completely wasted. Even if you go to the tanneries and do well, you won't necessarily get this aggressive, contagious skin. ≯

"If you want to do it, you have to do your best, and if it's just a defective product, I'd rather not ......."

The yellow skin no longer came with words, and seemed to admit such a practice.

Yi Chen, whose face was pale and haggard, turned his head to the leather guest in the corner, and gave his last command as a teacher:

"Go ahead, soak your body completely in it, drown in it...... Don't refuse death, that's how you deserve to end. ”

"Yes, teacher."

(End of chapter)