Laoshan Taoist

Chapter 82: Paint skin

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The Shunde Casino is divided into two floors, the outside is the casino, and the inside is a spacious courtyard, which is also the entrance of the Black Tiger Hall.

The courtyard is further divided into an outer courtyard and an inner courtyard. The outer courtyard is where some disciples live. The inner courtyard has only three wing rooms, where the hall master and two deputies live.

When he came out of the wing and walked to the courtyard, Liu Wu patted him on the shoulder.

"Brother Wang, you are the brother of my eldest brother Wang Gao, that is my brother, and you have a lot of skills. As long as you work hard, you will not worry about the future."

"We Heihutang pays the most attention to the cultivation of talents. You don't look at the fierce appearance of the hall master, but he is very loyal to his brothers. You are a newcomer, so he will arrange this way. After a few days, you will have achievements, and you will never give in to your talents. about you."

Wang Yan smiled and bowed his hands.

"Thank you fifth brother for taking care of me! I will try my best, but I have some doubts. Am I a disciple of the gang now?"

Liu Wu laughed and said.

"Brother Wang, don't worry, gold will always shine, you should watch the casino first! When the time is right, I will go to the hall master and ask for it. I don't dare to ask for any position, but it is not difficult for you to become a formal disciple. of."

Wang Yan nodded and thanked him again.

On the same day, Wang Yan officially started work and watched the game in the casino. Liu Wu took great care of him, and specially assigned three brothers from his own to assist him.

In the Jinsha Gang's field, whoever eats the bear-hearted leopard dares to make trouble, so it is quite relaxed.

The people who watch the scene outside are basically buddies, and the leaders are the official disciples. Originally, Wang Yan did not have this treatment, but who gave him a backstage!

Right now, he won't be able to enter the Fenrudder Church in a short period of time. He doesn't have so much time to wait. Therefore, for the past two days, he has called several of his brothers together and invited them to a drink. Taking care of him, in fact, he took advantage of the wine to inquire about the location of the church and other news.

The result is self-evident, they are just buddies, they have never been to church, and they don't know anything about what's going on inside the gang.

There are four hall entrances, and each hall has more than fifty people. Generally, the disciples in the gang are not allowed to return to the hall without orders. The only person who can enter and leave the hall at will is the hall master.

Recalling the previous meeting, the other party was filled with a faint demonic aura. He might have participated in the disappearance of the child, which was a good breakthrough.

After making up his mind, Wang Yan was going to cut him directly.

There are about fifty people in the Black Tiger Hall, and only nearly twenty formal disciples live in the entrance of the hall. The other guys either sleep in the casino or go back to their own homes.

Wang Yan said that when he first came here, he used to live in Wang Gao's house. Now that he has joined the gang and has a place to stay, it is naturally impossible to trouble him again.

Fortunately, there are still vacancies in the outer courtyard of Tangkou, which is not difficult, so Liu Wu simply arranged him in.

At night, three watch.

After the last sketch was completed, Wang Yan picked up a yellow talisman on the table, checked it repeatedly, confirmed it was correct, and was quite satisfied.

"It's done!"

After a deep thought, he put away the talisman tool, and Wang Yan turned around and went out.

This talisman is called "Soul Destroyer Talisman", and it is also one of the more basic talismans. It is simple to draw and easy to use.

The original function was to assist mortals when they lost their souls for some reason and to call out their souls for the purpose of evoking their souls.

"The Ronin from Douluo"

Wang Yan intends to use its divine power to temporarily control the soul of the hall master. When the time comes, he will say whatever he asks, and he will do whatever he wants. It is more effective than telling the truth after drinking.

Another advantage is that after using it, the other party will not have any memory about the matter, so even if he fails, he will not reveal himself.

If it weren't for the fact that he had to do it, he wouldn't even bother to use such an inferior method.

He had been to the hall master's house during the day, so he remembered it in his heart.

Right now, the moon is dark and the wind is high, in the middle of the night, after a busy day, most of the disciples in the hall are already asleep, only the two brothers who are guarding the door of the hall, hold their eyelids, waiting for the next shift.

Wang Yan stepped into the courtyard without any scruples, not afraid of being discovered, and strode straight to the wing of the hall master of the inner courtyard.

However, he had just set foot in the inner courtyard, and when he looked from a distance, he saw that the two brothers guarding the door of the wing had already fallen to the ground, unconscious.

"What a heavy demon!"

The vitality in the body was extremely restless, and Wang Yan's heart was suddenly shocked.

He jumped up and came to the door. The lights in the room were bright, but it was silent and deadly silent.

Wang Yan was afraid that the evildoers who had colluded with them had come here, so he didn't dare to be impulsive. He suppressed his breath and hid it to the extreme. He moved to the window, dipped his finger in saliva, pierced the window paper, and looked inside. .

At first glance, there was a person lying on the couch. With the help of candlelight, it was clearly seen that that person was the hall master, but the whole couch was stained red with blood, and there was a big hole in the chest, and a heart had long since disappeared.

Beside the bed, on the side of the counter, a woman in red sat on a chair, with long hair reaching her waist, facing the bronze mirror.

Wang Yan has practiced for many years and has excellent eyesight. From the reflection of the bronze mirror, he can clearly see the face and movements of the other party.

The woman's face was terrifying, and it could even be said that she could not tell her gender. Her eyes were bulging, one side of her face was completely rotten, her nose was gone, and her mouth seemed to have been cut open by a knife, cracked to her ears, and she looked like a devil.

Holding a piece of dough in his left hand and an eyebrow pencil in his right hand, he was carefully drawing on the dough, completely unaware that anyone was peeping.

"Good guy! Paint the skin."

These words instantly appeared in Wang Yan's mind.

Ordinary people would have been scared to pee when they saw this scene.

Fortunately, he had seen all kinds of terrifying monsters when he followed his senior brothers to subdue monsters before, and his psychological quality had improved a lot, but he was not very afraid.

It's just that this demon general killed the hall master, and his plan could not be carried out, which was really embarrassing.

Since arriving in Ning'an County, he has been staying in Ji Shitang in order to solve the problem of medicinal pills, so he doesn't know much about the outside situation.

He actually didn't know anything about the unsolved cases in the county town. He just learned from a sentence that Wang Gao casually mentioned at the beginning.

The banshee had already painted the face at this moment, put down the eyebrow pencil, faced the bronze mirror, and carefully pasted it on her face.

With a flash of light, the skin and her face merged into one, which could be described as seamless, as if she was born with it, and it was impossible to tell that it was fake.

Compared with the previous horror image, the current face, with a very beautiful face, a frown, a smile, and a move, all show endless charm.

"Evil! I don't know how high the sky is and how dare you to harm people, and they don't take me seriously at all."

Just at this moment, a thunderous rebuke came, and a young monk flew down in the air, with a whisk in one hand and a golden bowl in the other, his face full of anger, resembling the anger of a vajra.

Seeing this, Wang Yan was taken aback and hurriedly avoided it.