The outside of the Marshal's Mansion was heavily guarded, and there were soldiers standing guard and patrolling.

But the defense in the palace is much more lax.

It's just night, and the marshal's mansion is brightly lit, so I shouldn't have fallen asleep so quickly.

Zhang Jing and Ren Tingting crossed the wall and shuttled in the courtyard for a while, but they didn't see anyone, and they were a little too quiet.

Not to mention the warlord marshal's mansion, even if it is an ordinary big family, there will not be so few people in the family.

Zhang Jing originally wanted to arrest someone to ask about the situation, but he couldn't find it.

"Brother Jing, I think this yard is weird. ”

Ren Tingting followed Zhang Jing's side, with a catly body, acting cautiously, but her face was not worried or scared at all, but with curiosity and happiness, a pair of big eyes were shining in the dark night.

"What's the weird method?" asked Zhang Jing softly with a smile.

"It was so quiet. How can it be so quiet? Even in our house, it is more lively than this at night. Ren Tingting reasoned.

Zhang Jing said: "Maybe this Wang Dashuai likes to be quiet?"

Ren Tingting glared at Zhang Jing and asked coquettishly, "I don't believe Brother Jing, you didn't notice the abnormality." This courtyard is not only too quiet, but once you break in, you can feel that there is obviously a strange aura in this courtyard, and there are obviously ghosts and monsters. ”

Zhang Jing smiled lightly.

Truly.

There is clearly something strange about this marshal's mansion.

They weren't aware of anything unusual when they were outside the mansion, but when they climbed over the fence and entered, they felt it clearly.

There must be demons and monsters in this.

Maybe ordinary cultivators can't sense it, but Ren Tingting now has a special physique and a strength comparable to the mage realm, but she can't hide it.

Of course, Zhang Jing is even more so.

Even if there is no great causal technique, there are almost no demons and monsters who can hide their breath in front of Zhang Jing today.

It's just that this weird aura is a bit extraordinary, like a demonic aura, and like a ghost.

made Zhang Jing a little curious, what kind of monster it was.

"Let's go this way. ”

Zhang Jing pointed ahead and said.

Although the Dashuai Mansion occupies a lot of land, it is only a mansion after all, and it doesn't take much time to search it all, Zhang Jing and Ren Tingting quickly found a place where there are people.

According to the courtyard plan, this should be a backyard.

One of the rather spacious side rooms was brightly lit at the moment, and the sound of a woman talking and a crackling sound could be heard inside.

Zhang Jing and Ren Tingting quietly approached the room and looked inside through the window.

Ooh!

There are four young and beautiful women gathered around and playing mahjong!

These four women have different shapes, some are mature and plump, some are pure and cute, some are wearing classical long skirts, some are wearing fashionable short cheongsam, jewelry, and expensive jewelry.

At first glance, it is either rich or expensive.

Behind the four women playing mahjong, there are maids waiting, serving tea and pouring water and pinching their shoulders.

It seems that the identity of the girls should be Wang Dashuai's aunt.

It's normal.

In today's era, men can still have three wives and four concubines.

It seems that this Wang Dashuai is still a very romantic guy.

"Let's go. ”

Zhang Jing shook his head at Ren Tingting and left the room.

Wang Dashuai is not in it, and the girls do not have the breath of demons and monsters, they are all ordinary people, and it is useless to catch them, but it is easy to make trouble.

The two searched several rooms in the backyard in succession, but they did not find a target.

Finally, in the deepest remote location of the mansion, a separate small courtyard was found, and the two looked at each other in unison, smiled slightly, and stopped.

There are three rooms in the courtyard, and only the middle room is lit, which is not lively and deserted.

Zhang Jing and Ren Tingting quietly went in, came to the door of the room with the lights on, and quietly looked inside. I saw a woman sitting in front of the dresser, combing her long hair, looking like she was about to take off her makeup and sleep.

At a cursory glance, there is nothing out of the ordinary.

On the contrary, such a woman who can't see her face clearly, but her figure is obviously very good, and her back is charming, and her makeup removal is also very beautiful, which makes people feel that it is a kind of enjoyment.

After waiting for a while, he suddenly ......

There was an extremely terrifying scene.

If ordinary people see this scene outside the window, I am afraid that they will be directly scared to pee, or even scared to death!

I saw that the way women remove makeup has changed.

Because after the woman finished combing her waist-length hair, she suddenly put her hands on the back of her head, gently inserted it inside, and then slowly parted to the sides.

Behind the woman, there was a crack!

The more the opening cracks, the bigger it gets.

In the end, it was completely open.

The woman pulled forward, and the whole person with long black hair was directly stripped from the body by the woman herself, revealing a strange face inside.

This face is verdant and oozing, and the teeth are jagged, and I don't know what kind of monster has changed.

After taking off the skin, the monster spread the skin out and painted it carefully and attentively with colored pencils. After another moment, as if the dough had been painted, it put it on again as if it were a garment.

Immediately, he changed from a terrifying monster with a blue face and fangs to a good-looking woman.

Zhang Jing watched this scene outside the window, Rao is he has been traveling south and north for so many years, and he doesn't know how many demons and monsters have died in his hands, but he can't help but be a little surprised at this moment.

Ren Tingting was even more frightened and nervous, and subconsciously clenched Zhang Jing's hand.

"Painted skin?"

Zhang Jing had heard a legend in his previous life, but he didn't expect to encounter it.

This monster can't turn into a human form, so he uses the magic of painting skin to disguise himself as a beautiful woman.

It seems that the source of the strange atmosphere in the Marshal's Mansion is this painted skin monster.

But look at the beautiful appearance of its painted skin, and there is its own separate room in the backyard, and the decoration of the room is not simple, could it be one of Wang Dashuai's aunts?

If it's true, Zhang Jingdu admires this Wang Dashuai!

After confirming that there are indeed monsters in the Marshal's Mansion, the next thing will be much easier, and there is no need to tiptoe, which can be regarded as finding a valid reason.

Just when Zhang Jing was about to make some movement and lure out this painter-skinned female ghost of unknown origin.

stopped suddenly, and took Ren Tingting and quickly retreated, her figure flashed, and she hid in a big tree in the yard.

"Brother Jing, what's wrong?"

Ren Tingting didn't know why, and asked in a low voice.

"Shh

Zhang Jing put his index finger in front of his mouth and made a silent movement.

As soon as the words landed, someone arrived in the remote courtyard.

It was a middle-aged man, with an agile body, a cat body, with vigilance in his eyes, constantly looking left and right, obviously not from the Marshal's Mansion.

Like Zhang Jing and Ren Tingting, they are also uninvited guests.

Moreover, this man did not have any weapon in his hand, but a whisk of dust!

"I didn't expect to meet a fellow practitioner. ”

Zhang Jing smiled dumbly when he saw this.

It seems that this Taoist priest should have known that there were monsters in the Dashuai's mansion, and he specially came to subdue demons and eliminate demons.

The middle-aged Taoist priest, like Zhang Jing and Ren Tingting just now, also came to the outside of the room and peeked through the window.

But his skill in concealing his breath is much worse than that of Zhang Jing and Ren Tingting.

Not long after he peeped outside the window, he was discovered by the painted skin monster inside, and immediately a blue light shot out of the room, targeting the middle-aged Taoist priest outside the window.

If your eyesight is good enough, you can see that this blue light is a hidden weapon in the shape of a fingernail, and its power looks more terrifying than a bullet.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was taken aback when he saw this, but his reaction was quite fast, and his ability was not low.

I saw him let out a low cry, and the dust in his hand swept, with a yellow light, and the silk thread spread out, forming a barrier in front of him, and forcibly wrapped the cyan dark weapon.

Then the Taoist priest threw the dust to the side, and the cyan dark weapon was thrown out, making a small pit on the bluestone ground.

"It's really a demon!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest shouted angrily, waved the dust and rushed into the room.

Suddenly, the cyan and yellow lights in the room intertwined, constantly colliding, hitting from the inside of the room to the outside.

The middle-aged Taoist priest has a good strength, and he has already condensed the Yin God and stepped into the realm of refiners, so he is definitely a rare master in a small county town.

In particular, his kung fu on the dust is even more superb, and the power is very powerful, which can be attacked and accepted.

Even if the strength of this monster wearing a painted skin is not weak, it is still completely suppressed by the middle-aged Taoist priest, and even the dough it has just painted has been injured in several places, and it has a tendency to collapse.

"Demon, you will definitely die today!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest shot very fiercely.

The painted skin monster screamed in its mouth, and there was no chance to escape, and the middle-aged Taoist priest was entangled with it, and he couldn't bear it.

The movement of the two fighting was very large, even if the defense in the marshal's mansion was empty and there were few people, the movement was transmitted.

The legendary Wang Dashuai finally rushed over with a team of soldiers.

Seeing this, the painted skin monster was overjoyed, and hurriedly hid beside Wang Dashuai, crying for help in shock.

She is really Wang Dashuai's aunt's wife!

Wang Dashuai immediately took out a pistol from his waist and fired a few shots into the sky, and then aimed at the middle-aged Taoist priest, and said angrily: "Where did the stinky Taoist priest come from, he dared to go to this Dashuai's house to kill people and commit murder!"

When the words landed, the more than ten soldiers behind him also aimed their guns at the middle-aged Taoist priest, and as long as Wang Dashuai gave an order, they would all shoot.

Although the middle-aged Taoist priest was furious when he saw this, he could only blush and stop temporarily.

First, in the face of more than a dozen soldiers armed with sophisticated firearms, he estimated that he would not be able to carry it. Second, as the identity of the other party's warlord, he is not easy to force.

"Dashuai, what you are doing is not a weak woman, but a monster who has done a lot of evil and killed countless people. All you need to do is hand her over to Poor Dao, and Poor Dao will let you see it for what it really is!" the middle-aged Taoist priest explained.

Wang Dashuai angrily scolded: "Nonsense! How can Rou'er be a monster? I think you, a Taoist priest, are the way of demons!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest shook the dust whisk in his hand, looked at the little green marks on the tail of the dust, and said coldly: "If the handsome man doesn't believe it, then you can look at its left arm." Just now, a large piece of skin on its left arm was shaved off by Poor Dao with dust, can you see what kind of blood is flowing from its wound?"

Hear the words.

The monster called Rou'er immediately trembled and his eyes changed.

Wang Dashuai beside him also changed his face slightly.

And Zhang Jing, who was hiding in the treetops, looked at Wang Dashuai's eyes full of doubts, but at this moment, he finally showed a sudden realization.

A sneer hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and he whispered: "It turns out that it's you bastard!"