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The one-eyed old man stared at Lin Qi coldly, the hand beating the drum did not stop, although there was no sound, but the old man seemed to be able to hear something, beating rhythmically, and his gray hair was scattered and dangling.

Lin Qian looked at this scene, and was inexplicably a little flustered in his heart, and he didn't dare to step forward, so he had to stay in place.

It was only after a long time that the old man stopped beating the drums, put away the two swarthy drumsticks, and turned around and went into the shop.

"It's been a few days since anyone came, what do you need, come in and see. ”

The old man's voice was hoarse and shrill with a hint of sharpness, sounding like the squeak of dilapidated furniture, with a strong sense of precipitation over time.

Lin Qian let out a long breath, lowered the brim of his hat again, and followed in after a little hesitation.

The inside of the shop was darker than the outside, and there was hardly a ray of sunlight that could sneak in, and the old man lit an oil lamp, which only illuminated a square distance.

However, the shop is only two or three zhang in size, one side of the door is a table of eight immortals, two rattan chairs on both sides, more than a dozen leather drums are placed on the ground, and three shelves are pressed side by side behind the table, and some strange sundries are placed, so that there is little place to settle in the shop.

When Lin Ding stood still, the old man was already sitting on the rattan chair next to the table, and Lin Ding found that he couldn't feel the aura fluctuations on this old man's body at all, just like this old man was a mortal person.

"I don't know what the seniors called. ”

Lin Jian bowed his hand, very respectful, he didn't believe that this old man was a mortal person, if he was a mortal person, it would be impossible to stay in the mountain market all the year round, and even the servants under the family business name had monks, not to mention that this old man opened a shop here alone.

In his opinion, this old man either cultivated extremely profoundly, or he had some wonderful means of hiding his aura.

"Just call me Fu Lao. The old man's only remaining eye stared at Lin Qi without blinking, "What are you going to buy?" ”

"The younger generation heard that Fu Lao sells human skin masks here, so I came to take a look. ”

Lin Jian whispered, looking around in this room, he had been in for a long time, and he didn't see a single leather mask in this room, but there were several copper and iron masks.

"Don't look at it, the human skin mask is a craft, not an object, if you really want it, take a face. ”

Fu Lao's voice in his throat squeezed out slowly, and the wrinkles on both sides of his cheeks trembled a few times.

Lin Qian was stunned: "Take a face?"

"Just bring someone over, whether you live or die, I can peel off the skin on his face for you intact, and after processing, you can put it on, and you can become his appearance." ”

Fu Lao said expressionlessly, rubbing his palms twice on his gray-black shirt, looking like he was making preparations.

Lin Qian gasped in fright, he originally thought that this human skin mask was like the disguise technique on martial arts TV, artificially made and pasted on his face, torn off and thrown away, and could be made again, but now it sounds like it's not a road, this is really to peel the skin and make noodles!

It's not difficult to bring a face, Ge Fang is staying in Lin Sign's storage bag at the moment, although he has refined it into a puppet, his face is not damaged, but Lin Sign's face is still a little unacceptable at the moment.

"If you don't bring your face, you better go, old man, I'm going to rest. ”

Fu Lao stared at Lin Qi, his tone was cold, and he had already begun to drive people away.

"People are here!" Lin Jian gritted his teeth, directly slapped the storage bag, and took out the puppet Ge Fang from it.

After Ge Fang came out, he stood upright, the white silk flashed in his eyes, and several wounds on his body had not yet healed.

"Spirit Silk Golem!"

Fu Lao, who had been expressionless, suddenly sat up from the rattan chair suddenly, his eyes were staring, the wrinkles on his face were shaking violently, the hole in his right eye was slightly opened, and Lin Qian could even see the dark red inside.

However, what Lin Qian was most surprised about was that he actually knew the Spirit Silk Puppet.

But now it seems that Fu Lao is a little more surprised than him.

"Tell me, you spirit silk puppet was refined by yourself!" Fu Lao's voice was a little louder, and he sounded more sharp.

Lin Qian nodded, thinking in his heart why this old man was so excited.

"Where did you learn this refining method?" Fu Lao's eyes narrowed, and with a wave of his hand, Lin Sign's hat flew directly out of thin air and landed to the side, he wanted to see Lin Sign's appearance clearly.

"I picked up a copy of the Dharma. Lin Qian swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at the hat that flew away, and chuckled in his heart, he knew that this old man was definitely not a mortal, looking at the way he cast the spell, his cultivation must be unfathomable.

"Picked up in the cave?" Fu Lao suddenly calmed down and sat back slowly, as if this was the answer in his image.

Lin Qi's eyes shrank, how did this old man know that he got it from the cave!

Fu Lao didn't need him to answer, and said to himself: "There is not only this puppet refining method, is there another treasure?" ”

When Lin Jian heard this, a cold sweat broke out on his back, and his heart was pounding, did this person know that he had also obtained a brush that would be successful in drawing talismans?

He didn't know if this old ghost would beat him, so he quickly shook his head, frowned, and said, "What treasure? The junior was in the cave at the time, and he only saw one method, so he should have been left there." ”

Fu Lao didn't say a word, stared at Lin Qi for a long time, and Lin Qi, who was looking straight at him, felt furious in his heart before retracting his gaze.

"Let him squat, I made you this mask. Fu Lao smiled faintly, and the white light flashed on his hand, and a blade the size of a fingernail appeared.

Fu Lao mentioned a mouthful of treasures and didn't answer the question, which made Lin Qi feel very bottomless, but he was actually relieved not to mention it, if Fu Lao Fei asked him, he didn't know how to deal with it.

Lin Jian hurriedly controlled Ge Fang at this moment, crouched in front of Fu Lao, the blade in Fu Lao's hand flashed with white light, and slowly circled around Ge Fang's face, and blood flowed wildly in an instant.

Fu Lao immediately put away the blade, although his body was old, but his technique was extremely flexible, and he connected to the acupoints around his head to stop the blood.

Then he said something in his mouth, and his right hand emitted a white faint light, and he kept kneading it on Ge Fang's face.

About half an hour later, Fu Lao's eyes shrank, his face wrinkled tightly, and his fingers pinched the scratches on the side of his cheeks, and they tore it suddenly!

"Whoa!"

An intact human face, just like that, was taken down in its entirety!

Fu Lao glanced at Lin Sign, and threw the face in his hand into a wine jar beside him.

"With this spiritual wine, it takes time to soak a stick of incense, and this human skin mask is completed. ”