Chapter Thirty-Six: A Horse Is Hard to Chase After a Word

Seeing this scene, Shen Xingyue's fingertips condensed a cloud of lilac light.

She looked ahead vigilantly, and her expression gradually became cold: "Who are you?" ”

Shen Xingyue spoke, and as soon as she spoke, the temperature in the study was a little colder.

A layer of frost was faintly formed on the surface of the tea on the desk.

The woman in front of her tilted her head and looked Shen Xingyue up and down, and after a long time, she suddenly laughed: "Idiot, am I not you?" ”

The silver bell-like laughter remembered, and the laughing voice was terrifying to hear.

Of course, this person does not include Shen Xingyue.

Shen Xingyue, who was originally vigilant, had a smile on her pretty face the moment she heard this laughter.

The woman seemed to be annoyed by her laughter, and rushed towards her with her teeth and claws.

Shen Xingyue didn't dodge, she stretched out her left hand, and her slender fingers clasped the woman's pale and familiar face.

As her fingers tightened, the woman's mouth let out a scream.

Eventually, the familiar face faded into a face with no facial features.

Then, with a kick of her long legs, she kicked the woman directly into the wall behind her, and she couldn't buckle it.

Shen Xingyue moved her wrist, walked up to the woman, and said faintly: "I didn't expect the painted skin ghost here to be so clever, and he can actually spy on other people's memories and conjure other people's faces. ”

Shen Xingyue called it a skin ghost, trying to get down from the wall.

But her limbs were locked by a faint purple light, and he couldn't even move.

The painter who can't break free can only roar and scream desperately to express his anger.

Shen Xingyue saw it in her eyes and said casually: "Don't waste your efforts, since you can spy on other people's memories, then you should also know my true identity, struggling has no meaning to you, unless you like to struggle senselessly." ”

"Phew! What Xuanmen ancestor, I think you are a psychopath! I've lived for hundreds of years, and I've never heard of any ancestors! Bad luck! It's unlucky, actually snooping into that neurotic memory! ”

Shen Xingyue looked at it expressionlessly, chattering even if she didn't have a mouth.

She thought that if this man had a mouth, he would probably spit all over the place.

Imagining this scene, Shen Xingyue suddenly smiled.

The chattering skin ghost heard Shen Xingyue laugh and instantly shut up.

There was a brief silence in the study, which made Shen Xingyue extremely uncomfortable.

She thought for a moment, and a flash of inspiration flashed in her hand, and a pig's mouth appeared on the painted skin ghost's face.

Realizing that he had a mouth, the painter's emotions suddenly became excited: "What have you done to me!" What did you do in my face! ”

Looking at the pig's mouth that the painted skin ghost kept flying, Shen Xingyue smiled again, and sure enough, as she said, spit flew everywhere.

"What the hell are you laughing at!" The Paintskin Ghost shouted hoarsely.

Shen Xingyue mercifully gave the painted skin ghost a pair of eyes, and then gave him a mirror.

The moment the skin ghost saw his face, he let out a miserable scream!

"Crazy! You're a psychopath! ”

Shen Xingyue looked at the painted skin ghost embedded in the wall, and said faintly: "You say yes, right! Now the madman is going to kill you. ”

As she spoke, the purple light from Shen Xingyue's fingertips condensed into a lilac dagger.

Seeing the purple light on Shen Xingyue's fingertips, the Painted Skin Ghost subconsciously frowned.

He pursed his lips, and a touch of contempt flashed under his eyes: "Why do you think I can live for a hundred years?" No one can kill me. ”

"That's because you didn't meet me." Shen Xingyue, the condensed dagger pierced into the painted skin ghost.

The Painter was still sneering, but when the dagger was stuck on the guy, the Paintman let out a scream.

Immediately afterwards, the red wedding dress was dyed a dark red.

"Why! Why do I hurt! ”

"Because my aunt and grandmother, I am the one who killed a hundred-year-old demon grandson like you!"

As she spoke, Shen Xingyue's fingertips condensed into a larger dagger.

When the painter saw the dagger, there was a hint of fear in his arrogant eyes......

"You ......" the Painted Ghost's pig's mouth trembled slightly, "Wait, don't kill me!" ”

"Not to kill you?" Shen Xingyue sneered: "If you don't kill you, will you be left to harm others!" ”

"Harm?!" , the pig mouth of the painted skin ghost became distorted: "What do you call me harmful!" I'm the biggest victim in the world! ”

"Are you victimized?" Shen Xingyue raised her eyebrows: "You have made Boss Wang's family restless, you said that you were victimized!" ”

"They took my face! I'm just taking revenge on them! The mouth of the painted ghost pig trembled, and his tone was serious.

Shen Xingyue subconsciously frowned: "You mean, Boss Wang is the skin ghost, and he stole your face?" ”

"That's right! That's it! The Paintman shouted.

Shen Xingyue rolled her eyes: "What you said shouldn't be a matter of the past life and this life?" ”

"Yes! It's the past and the present! The Paintskin Ghost said categorically.

"......" Shen Xingyue's fingertips appeared again with the purple knife: "If you don't tell the truth again, I'll kill you!" ”

Talking about the grievances of the past and present lives is simply farting.

This painted skin ghost has more than a hundred years, if there are really any grievances in the past and present lives, they have been resolved as early as the second and third generations of Boss Wang, will they wait until now?

"You're really not good at oil!" The Paintskin Ghost said viciously.

"Whatever you say, I'll kill you anyway, you still have a chance, if I change my mind, I won't even give you a chance." Shen Xingyue clasped her hands around her chest and looked at the painted skin ghost embedded in the wall with an expressionless face.

After a short silence, the painted skin ghost spoke again: "Okay, even if you are powerful, in fact, I don't want to hurt Boss Wang, but there is a person who has signed a contract with me, as long as I hurt Boss Wang, he will give me a face, a real face." ”

Shen Xingyue nodded, this time the skin ghost didn't lie.

If the Paintman wants to have a real face, there must be a mortal who is willing to give him his face sincerely.

But no man would want to give up his face to the Painter, to be exact, when the Painter made this request, the annoyance was already scared away.

Not to mention sending faces, and even wanting to let the skin ghost die.

Without a face, the Painted Skin Ghost will never be reincarnated, and he must live like a ghost.

To be honest, it's really pathetic.

But the reason why the Painted Ghost became a Painted Ghost is because he has done a lot of evil and has been cursed by others.

In the end, he's just reaping the consequences.

Speaking of the person who signed a contract with the Painted Skin Ghost, Shen Xingyue first thought of Boss Wang's friend.

After all, the beginning of all this was that ancient town, and Boss Wang's friend was the one who let him go, and it was his friend who persuaded Boss Wang to stay in the end.

At the end of the day, this friend is very suspicious.

After all, the village chief and Boss Wang have nothing to do with each other.

"It's Boss Wang's friend, right?" Shen Xingyue asked.

"It's not him, it's the fox."

"Fox?"

Shen Xingyue thought of the fox who was killed by the village chief in front of Boss Wang, and instantly understood: "So that fox is to avenge himself, right?" ”

"Yes, that fox is a fox who is about to cultivate into an immortal, because of the appearance of Boss Wang, the fox died, if it weren't for Boss Wang, none of this would have happened, and the moment the fox died, he signed a contract with me." After saying these words, the painted skin ghost looked at Shen Xingyue again: "I know you are very powerful, maybe your dream is not a lie, since you are so powerful, then you must have a way for me to be reincarnated as a human, right?" As long as you are willing to help me reincarnate as a human, I will help you find which fox to unravel the curse. ”

"Unravel the curse?" Shen Xingyue subconsciously frowned: "Didn't you say that all this was because the fox asked you to do it?" Why do you talk about unlocking the curse now? Is there truth in your mouth? ”

Obviously, all this is caused by the flower skin ghost, if he stops, then Boss Wang's family will be fine, but now he has made up a nonsense to unlock the curse, how suspicious this thing sounds.

"Why do you think the fox is so relieved that I'm here? Since you are the ancestor of the Xuanmen, you should know very well that if the mountain spirit and wild monster begs you to do something, you will definitely set a curse, and if you can't complete this matter, then you will be cursed back. ”

The tone of the painted skin ghost was very heavy, but with that pig's mouth, there was an inexplicable sense of joy.

Shen Xingyue looked away very stiffly: "Okay, I'll just assume that what you said is right, then you tell me, how to unlock the curse?" ”

"Where is the place where the curse is placed? Just where to unlock the curse, I have to ask you to accompany me to visit my old place again, after all, with my cultivation, I'm afraid I am not the opponent of that fox soul. The Painter said solemnly.

Shen Xingyue nodded: "Yes, after all, I am also doing things for others, as long as I can solve the employer's problem, no matter what I am asked to do, I am willing." ”

"Really?" A contemptuous smile crossed the corner of the Paintskin's mouth: "Then what if you let you die?" ”

"That must be the employer's fault, and I'm going to send him to hell with my own hands."

Seeing Shen Xingyueyun say such terrifying words lightly, the corners of the skin ghost's eyes twitched uncontrollably: "Okay, then you are still quite strong, since we have all reached an agreement, can you let me go now?" The Paintskin Ghost said weakly.

Shen Xingyue nodded, said casually, and then snapped her fingers.

As the sound of snapping fingers fell, the few spiritual powers that bound the Painted Skin Ghost completely dispersed.

The Paintboy also fell to the ground as he wished.

He got up from the ground in a bit of a daze, and said with a serious face, "I really want to kill you." ”

Shen Xingyue smiled slightly, and said unhurriedly, "Really? Then you can do it. ”

The Paintboy also laughed: "Do you think I'm a fool? If I do it now, you're going to kill me. ”

Shen Xingyue nodded: "That's right, you're right, so you'd better be honest." ”

"Don't worry, I'll be honest, but you have to protect me during this time, if the fox finds out that I didn't continue to plague Boss Wang's family, he will definitely kill me." The Paintskin Ghost paused, then smiled wryly, "You know, I can't beat it at all." ”

"Okay, as long as I'm here for a day, I'll keep you alive for a day."

"In that case, then we'll make a deal."

As he spoke, he arched his hand towards Shen Xingyue.

Shen Xingyue nodded: "It's hard to chase after a horse, don't worry, as long as I am here, you will not die." ”