Ji Heng was about to open his mouth when Sur suddenly waved his hand: "Wait first, let me guess, you mean because you were influenced by those evil goats."
Ji Heng shook his head, his face heavy: "In the final analysis, I lack restraint and can't blame others."
"… "
Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Su Er looked at the blurred dark red marks in the mirror, and Ji Heng, who was silently bowing his head behind him, silently touched his neck. This speech really learned the essence of green tea.
Sighing lightly, he took the initiative to flip the chapter, but his eyes became less friendly when he looked at the wriggling and struggling Painted Ghost.
"It's no wonder that my physique is weak and my emotions are irritable recently. It turns out that the culprit is here." Not daring to get too close, Sur stood half a meter away with cold eyes.
In the middle of Xingshi's questioning, he suddenly remembered that Ji Heng on the cable car had the same uncontrollable killing intent: "Could it be that you are also affected by it?"
Ji Heng's palm appeared in the other snake eye obtained in the death round, guessing: "Painted ghost is equivalent to poison, this eye is Yaoyin."
Fearing after visiting before, upon hearing this, Sur began to look again. As the talisman paper was gradually consumed, the painted ghosts could barely stretch out. The half close to him is not a complete piece of skin, there is a small raised dot on it, and a very secret gap below the dot.
The nose and mouth are all there, but only one pair of eyes is missing.
The Painted Ghost tried to pounce on Ji Heng.
Without giving it this chance, Ji Heng flipped the dagger in his hand at will, and the Painted Ghost felt threatened and retreated again.
Su Er's eyes were slightly sullen. Ji Heng did not take the opportunity to solve some problems with this ghost. Unless there were special considerations, it would be extremely difficult to kill a ghost.
Sure enough, bad news came the next second.
"It used to release its yin voluntarily to help you mass-produce villains. When the villains are alive, no matter how badly they are injured, they are at most weak."
Sur's expression changed: "Isn't that invincible?"
Ji Heng shook his head: "The clay figurine can also capture the yin qi of the skinny ghost when it grows to a certain extent."
On the floor, the skinned ghosts spread out mockingly like eggs, making sure that they had nothing to do.
Sur was really helpless.
However, there is still a lot to do with face. He smiled instead of anger: "Eyes are very important to you?"
Ji Heng cooperated and squeezed the eyes on his hands, and the skinny ghost immediately twitched.
After a while, Sur squatted down and took the initiative to remove the last talisman paper, as if to let it go free.
"If he dares to possess him again, he will pinch this eye."
The Painted Ghost shook angrily, but finally stopped.
Sur pulled the cheeky part and said with disgust, "It's really thick."
"Fuck you uncle!"
Binghan's voice entered his ears, and a strange color flashed in Su'er's eyes. Not only could he speak, but his tone was almost ten percent similar to his own.
"You and I are one body." The Painted Skin Ghost has a very bad character: "Back then, you peeled off the skin of your whole body, and after Zhu Yun turned into a snake man, he cut out both eyes, and the materials were handed over to an old woman, and this was how I was born. "
old woman
Sur took out the crying doll and recalled the meeting between the welfare center and the old lady, the attitude of the other party did not seem to be like they had met before.
On second thought, he was brought out of the game from Wudu World, and the ghost king doesn't even remember this memory, let alone an ordinary Specter.
Closing his eyes fiercely, Sur couldn't help but look down at his hands, his voice began to tremble: "I... intentionally create a ghost?"
Looking up again, the painted ghost stood up bent, Ji Heng said its inner voice: "What are you surprised about?"
Haven't you been doing this kind of ghost creation all the time
The shock in his heart disappeared for a moment, and Sur scratched his head: "That's right."
Some fuss.
Painted Ghost: "When Zhu Yun entered the game, she was already half-lived."
Su Er has downloaded the copy of Tianji City, and the people have fallen into snake people a long time ago, and Zhu Yun's death situation is there, proving that she is an aborigines of Tianji City, in other words, she was a snake person from the beginning.
Thinking about it carefully, during the days at the same table, Zhu Yun couldn't do without hand cream, her skin was very easy to dry and cracked, and she wore autumn and winter school uniforms most of the time.
"In the future she predicted, you will die in a mortal situation, and you will be sealed and sent out of the game. That's why we have the cooperation of the welfare field. Zhu Yun's eyes are on me, and she can live as a ghost if I don't die. down."
The Painted Ghost spoke almost without a pause. While the mystery was solved, Sur's brows showed signs of tightening, and he finally interrupted: "Why did you tell me this?"
The Painted Ghost said calmly: "If you don't explain clearly, you will throw me directly into the toilet, and then ask with a smile, 'I have a toilet, do you have a story?'"
"… "
The truth is.
Ji Heng raised his eyebrows. He had seen a similar scene with his own eyes outside the water curtain when Sur was new to the field.
The painted skin ghost said the key point: "So don't think about pinching your eyeballs, my vitality is badly damaged, and Zhu Yun is completely finished."
Sur frowned: "But her eyes didn't ask..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped. No matter how badly injured he was in the dungeon, he could recover after going out. They obviously exploited this loophole.
In this way, wouldn't it be possible to infinitely forge Painted Ghosts
"Don't think too well, you can skin and not die depends on a high-level healing item, but even so, you were almost killed by a monster during recovery."
Sur asked what he wanted to know most: "Why can you be taken out of the copy world?"
"Because it's amazing!" Even if you can't see the expression, you can feel the complacent tone in your tone: "Painted Ghosts themselves are good at disguise, I turned into a dead thing and cheated the game."
Sur didn't say anything sarcastic... This is really amazing.
"I will grow to a certain level in the future, and Zhu Yun will counteract some of the yin and have the opportunity to grow into a new ghost king."
Thinking that some of the yin qi that has been accumulated so hard will be used to help others make wedding dresses, the painter can't help but have the urge to run wild.
Sur nodded thoughtfully: "So it is."
To a certain extent, the skinny ghost is immortal, it is equivalent to the mother body, and the clay figurine born under the nourishment of yin qi will not die, and it will live forever; but because of this, the skinny ghost can never be truly powerful, and the split body will absorb its body wirelessly. of yin. What's more, Zhu Yun is using her eyes to steal Yin Qi.
Then Sur asked about his past.
The Painted Ghost, who has questions and answers, remained silent this time, and said after a while: "I can't say it, it will be caught by the game."
After he finished speaking, he instantly changed back to the appearance of the electric shocker and took the initiative to hide in his pocket.
In the past, the electric shocker was a reliance, but now its true identity has been exposed, and with such a grand presence by his side, Sur had to forcibly play the spirit of twelve points.
Ji Heng didn't have a better way for a while, so he handed over a few talisman papers in case he needed it.
Sur quickly accepted the reality and focused on the dungeon mission: "I want to go to the bamboo building again."
Ji Heng glanced at the table: "Drink the porridge first."
The temperature was just right, and Sur finished drinking, squinting his eyes contentedly: "Let's go."
Every few steps, an eagle can be seen on the eaves, and the eagle's sharp sight sweeps every inch of the nearby land, like a strict surveillance. There was a voice in the bamboo building, and Suer stepped up to find that Ye Xiaocen and others were there.
Zhou Que sneered: "I heard that you are not feeling well?"
Sur turned a blind eye. Although he was slightly injured before fainting, he was rewarded. The female ghost in the family portrait asked him to come to the bamboo building at zero o'clock.
Zhou Que was boring, pouted and turned to go to Ye Xiaocen's side.
Sur found it strange that it was not the character of the other party to surrender so quickly.
Ji Heng picked up a plate used as a decoration and pulled him to study, while glancing at Lin Lele.
Sur understood and secretly looked at it.
Lin Lele's skin is not very good, there are dull pimple marks on his forehead and chin. At this moment, all those blemishes have disappeared, and his whole body has turned white.
"There is a high probability of being possessed by a ghost," Lin Lele was studying the family portrait: "The wife is much thinner than her husband. Unless she is sleeping, she can easily be killed by a knife."
Chen Buqi had a good relationship with her, but now he kept his distance quietly, nodding in agreement.
Not paying attention to the change in everyone's attitude, Lin Lele continued to look for clues, and unconsciously twisted three steps while walking.
Ji Heng whispered, "Go to the master bedroom and have a look."
The door was broken, and the sheets were only dust without blood, proving that the murder didn't happen in sleep.
There were a lot of empty wine bottles piled up in the corner. Sur opened the wardrobe, took out a few men's coats and smelled them, there was a lingering smell of wine on them.
"Husband is an alcoholic."
"Not only alcoholism, but also domestic violence." Ji Heng stood in front of the bamboo-built wall, rubbing the blood on it with his fingers: "The distribution is very scattered, and the amount is not large. It was not left over from the murder case."
Sur breathed a sigh of relief: "The motive for the crime has been found."
There are not many things in the room, and it can be checked quickly, and there are no more clues to be found after turning around.
Sur sighed: "It seems that we have to wait for the night."
There was a sudden noise from downstairs.
When the two rushed down, Lin Lele was hugging a pillar, twisting around it like a snake, gasping breaths from his mouth, to put it in an unpleasant way, even top aphrodisiacs may not have this effect.
Sur stopped in his footsteps: "What's going on?"
At this time, Zhou Que didn't care about not dealing with him, and his face was very ugly: "It's like crazy, he bites someone while holding him." He scolded a bunch of swear words: "I think it's right to be possessed by a vampire."
I was surprised why he reacted so much, and when he saw the teeth marks around Zhou Que's neck, Sul suddenly understood, it turned out that he almost became a victim.
At this moment, Lin Lele's body suddenly bulged like a balloon, and her skin became thinner and whiter, until it was as transparent as a cicada's wings.
"Save... Save..."
The last sound could not be made, the chest bulged unnaturally, the heart burst directly under the overloaded internal air pressure, and the blood splattered so far, the player avoided the speed fast enough, but still could not help being splashed.
They are all old players. I have seen such scenes a lot, and I don't think there is anything.
Ye Xiaocen frowned: "I knew I should kick her out."
Blood splattered everywhere, covering some traces of the murder scene.
It's hard to hear, but it's the truth. Chen Buqi, who was close to Lin Lele, didn't say much.
Ji Heng suddenly looked at the door: "Someone is coming."
In extreme vigilance, the female chef of the canteen No. 3 appeared in front of everyone. She carried Lin Lele's body with one hand, and the white chef's uniform was instantly stained with blood.
The female chef didn't mind at all, and she touched the dangling arm and commented, "This skin is good, it's just right for Xue Mei Niang."
After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned around and asked, "Who is willing to help? I have to make stuffing with fat and peel the skin, so I am too busy."
"Is it any good?" Ye Xiaocen asked realistically.
The female chef nodded and grinned amid the ugly faces of everyone: "Only two places, first come, first served."
"I'll go." Zhou Que said impatiently.
Ye Xiaocen expressed the same wish.
Chen Buqi missed the opportunity in hesitation, gritted his teeth and walked to the master bedroom to collect clues.
Zhou Que snorted provocatively before leaving, and Suer frowned, knowing that he needed to find another way to obtain information. After a while, he said to Ji Heng, "The mountains are wet and there are many snakes, let's go and catch a few."
Ji Heng understood what he meant: "Go to the south."
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"The wine is intoxicating, the girl is crying..." Zhu Mei sat in the farmhouse restaurant, humming a song while sterilizing the silver needles tattooed, while waiting for the freshly baked Xue Mei Niang.
When the smell of meat came, Zhu Mei put down the matter at hand, her eyebrows were lightly frowned, it was not the smell of Xue Meiniang.
Sur extinguished the temporary fire outside, and He Ji Heng appeared with a plate.
Zhu Mei's pupils trembled: "This is..."
Sur introduced them one by one: "Wontons, thin-skinned buns, and crispy white skins."
Each skin is extremely thin, and the meat has a semi-pink color because it is undercooked.
After taking a sip of the fragrance, Zhu Mei squinted her eyes with enjoyment: "It's human skin."
The texture of the skin is carefully studied, and the degree of fineness and smoothness is exactly the same as that of Sur.
"It's my skin." Sur cut his fingers and used the prop to heal the wound: "Only the last drop of recovery potion is left, otherwise I can cook a few more dishes for you."
Zhu Mei was stunned for a while, then clapped the table and laughed, she didn't ask what potion could have such a strong effect, but praised him on the road.
The female chef in the third window and the player who was fighting all looked over.
Zhou Que was anxious and wanted to know what happened, but because of the female chef, she couldn't get away.
Ye Xiaocen's eyes dimmed, but he didn't say anything to speed up the fat mixing.
"Before eating, can you tell me something about the previous hostess?"
Sur asked kindly.
Zhu Mei's red lips moved, and just as she was about to speak, she vaguely saw Wonton move.
Sur calmly explained: "The meat is only medium cooked with fresh meat, which is a normal post-mortem nerve beating."
Zhu Meixin explained and continued: "She is very beautiful, and her husband is always suspicious..."
Sur: "Please be quiet."
Looking at him meaningfully, Zhu Mei said in a voice that could only be heard by two people: "The husband asked the two children to surveil secretly, and once he found out that the hostess and the guests of the resort were approaching, he should report it immediately. Take more pocket money and often make up fake news and make small reports.”
Sur was surprised: "That's her biological mother."
Zhu Mei snorted: "The couple want to run a resort, and the children are sent to the grandma in the city since childhood. They are not close. To put it bluntly, they are born bad embryos. Every time they come back from vacation, they rely on this to make money."
Scooping up the wontons, he breathed softly, and before eating, he said, "The mistress is very angry when she knows the truth and wants to teach the child a lesson. It's a pity..."
She blinked: "Those who were cunning in life are also cunning in death. According to legend, two children hid after they turned into ghosts."
Sur fell into contemplation, knowing that he had to do preparations before going to the bamboo house at night.
The fragrant wontons entered the entrance, chewed a few times, but did not bite, and the skin automatically slipped into the esophagus together with the minced meat filling.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Zhu Mei always felt as if she had entered her stomach and was still moving.
In fact, these foods are all made by Sur with the painted skin ghost, it will not die anyway, it is better to play some value.
Painted Skin Ghost is quite cooperative. It used to devour a person from the outside to the inside. It has never tried to go from the inside to the outside. Taking 10,000 steps back, it was a big failure and it was pulled out.
The anomaly was only a moment, and Zhu Mei quickly coveted because of the crystal clear human skin, took a bite of a small wonton, and started eating buns after finishing a bowl.
Su Er held her face and showed a motherly smile, took the initiative to help her pour a dish of vinegar, and said gently: "If it's delicious, you can eat more."
The plan was executed smoothly, but Zhu Mei looked at it as a key NPC. I wonder if the dungeon would collapse if the skinny ghost really succeeded in occupying her body.
Thinking of this, there was a hint of frustration in his expression.
Will you be held responsible for that
Ji Heng whispered in his ear: "The evil is made by a ghost, and the collapse of the copy is what the host has to worry about. What does it have to do with you, Sur?"
... that's it!
Su Er made a soft 'um', and by the way pushed the plate with the crispy white skin forward: "I'm tired of eating meat, come with a small snack."
Zhu Mei licked the flesh at the corner of her mouth and smiled charmingly: "You are a caring person."