In the museum in Tibet, there are serfs who are punished and peeled off a whole human skin.

This punishment is not a bit of stripping it away with a knife as imagined. In fact, in order to obtain the intact human skin, the aristocratic class implemented the simplest and most cruel method. The most widely circulated saying is to bury the living people in the sand and expose them to the sun under the scorching sun, then open a blood trough on the top of their heads and pour mercury into the wound on their heads.

At this time, the human body will feel the heat and itchyness. An instinctive desire to survive tends to move upward, that is, the wounds of the skin will be separated. Until the end, the entire human skin is peeled off, but the human still screams miserably on the side.

It can be seen that the cruelty of this punishment is inhumane.

The skinned person will not disperse three souls, and the seven souls will only be hatred and greed. The underworld will not be taken away, and the human world will not be left. In the end, most of them will disappear between heaven and earth, and there will not even be a chance for reincarnation. A very small number of people will not die in a specific environment and eventually evolve into monsters.

This kind of demon does not return to the three realms, it can be said that the underworld is not left, the living is not tolerant, and the heavenly way is disgusted. If you don’t even want to pay attention to the heavenly way, then you can only harm the living.

The ghosts of the skin are skinless and endure the pain of the exposure of their muscles and bloodlines every day. They can only go out to find a human skin. However, the human skin cannot last for too long. Therefore, the legend of the skin appears every once in a while.

Even topics such as painting skins have been written into the Stories from a Chinese Studio and made into movies. There are many.

After taking off Shi Yutong's skin, the ghost licked his lips, and looked at me greedily. "You actually know my origin, so it's time to end it, leave your skin, hehe, this thin skin is another man, I really can't bear to break this skin."

"Wait! Since I want my skin, at my last moment, can you tell me how many demons like you are in this building?" I took a step back and asked plainly.

"Hehe! Is it interesting? Are you not afraid? It doesn't matter to tell you. There are sixteen existences like me here, and I am the last one. Others, hehe! You are also dead!"

The painted ghost looked at me wildly as if he was watching a big meal. He grabbed my hands directly at the top of my head with blood.

Clang! A crisp sound of metal intersection.

I raised my sword to block my head. The pair of sharp claws of the painted ghost collided with the Soul-Devouring Sword, and a spark burst out!

I took a step back, and the sword-raising hand became extremely numb just by this fight, and the whole hand drooped down.

"Hehe! I'll want your flesh and blood in two ways!" The painter greedily stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, licking the blood that oozed into his mouth. He took another step, and his hands grabbed it like lightning on my head again.

At this moment, I didn't care about my image anymore, so I opened the door and rushed out in a very embarrassed manner.

"Roar roar!" The hungry ghost general roared and rushed over when he saw me danger because he had a contract with me. The speed of the six hungry ghost generals was much faster than that of the painted ghost. He grabbed the limbs of the painted ghost and tried hard, the painted ghost was torn into pieces with a scream. In this way, there was also a hungry ghost general who snatched away from his companion on the side with dissatisfaction.

"Ah! Ah! I'll spare my life! You can't kill me! You can't kill me, I'm the devil's man." The painted ghost looked at the hungry ghost holding his body in horror as he opened his mouth and bit his body.

Crack! Crack! Listen to the harsh sound of chewing bones, the painted ghost completely turned into a pitiful look of wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

"Can't kill you? Have you ever thought about not being able to kill me when you killed me? Demon King, right! It should be those faceless ghosts!" I sneered and looked at the painted ghosts being swallowed by the hungry ghosts. For some reason, at this moment, I actually felt a hint of pleasure from the bottom of my heart.

"You don't understand, please leave me and I'll help you. The Demon King is very powerful!" The ghost eyes of the painted ghost bit his head as he looked at a bloody mouth and suddenly screamed in a shrill voice.

I waved my hand to signal that the hungry ghost general who was about to bite the head of the painted ghost stopped. The hungry ghost general looked at me with dissatisfaction, and then hugged the head of the painted ghost in his hand and kept saliva.

"Tell me everything about the Demon King, I won't kill you." I stared at the painted ghost and said calmly.

"Okay! I said, the Demon King came from another world, and there were many of them. I was sent to cooperate with Liang Hongsheng of Feiyue Group to help him control the Dongmen City. The Demon King valued me very much and told me a lot of things! Really, everyone who had doubts about Liang Hongsheng was caught and peeled by us, and then we would replace him."

I waved my hand and signaled that I would not say anything more, and I would turn around and leave.

The hungry ghost opened his mouth but bit off half of the head of the painted ghost with a click!

"You can't kill me! You promised me! You promised not to kill me, I said everything, I said everything!" The painted ghost screamed in despair.

I turned around and looked at the painted ghost coldly: "I didn't kill you, the one who killed you was a hungry ghost general, let alone you shouldn't lie to me. You are just an insignificant soldier, I'm afraid you only know so much. Who is the one who is trying to kill yourself?"

After the words came to my mind, I had already walked out of the door.

The police cars downstairs were whimpering, and dozens of them had arrived at this moment. Nearly a hundred armed police soldiers jumped out of the car one by one, quickly controlling the entire building. It was already early in the morning, and the sky began to turn a faint white fish belly.

In the room, I did not leave any complete corpses. I could not eliminate the blood, nor did I think about eliminating them. But those complete corpses could not be left behind. Because the magic array arranged in the room was nothing else, it was actually the Nine Yin Corpse Return Formation. This kind of formation was completely a production line for zombies! Even if the dead rats were dead within less than a week, they would become zombies and rats, let alone the skinned corpses.

The number of nine or nine is eighty-one day. These corpses will definitely evolve into new painted ghosts if they are not eaten by hungry ghosts.

After I destroyed all the array eyes in the room, I was still worried, so I simply let these hungry ghost generals swallow all the complete corpses.

Although this is disrespect for the dead, it is respect for the living. I have no psychological burden on this.

"Mr. Ni, this operation still leaked the news. I'm sorry." Qin Wushang walked over and said to me with a ugly expression.

"Xiao Qin, have Director Wang and Liang Hongsheng celebrated the festival?" I asked.

Qin Wushang was stunned for a moment and said, "They have never had any intersections when it comes to this matter. And what's strange is that the departments transferred by these armed police are not our bureau, but the orders issued directly by the municipal party committee."

I nodded but felt relieved to see a lot. Although Director Wang was stupid and stupid, fortunately he was very happy and got away from the situation. However, Director Wang was still very good at taking sides. This time, Director Wang had nothing to do, so it would be much easier for the subsequent settlement plan.

"Xiao Qin, there is one thing to do next. Do you know the real reason why Liang Hongsheng became deeply rooted at the East Gate in just one month?" Xiao Qin pulled aside and said.

Qin Wushang was stunned for a moment and asked hesitantly: "Mr. Ni, what do you mean is that Liang Hongsheng and people within the government have a money transaction. This is a case! But why are they kidnapped these girls? "

"Why? For the sake of painting the skin! You have watched a movie called painting the skin. In fact, this kind of monster really exists. But they don't appear in a fixed appearance. Human skin is like their clothes, and there will always be damage," I said coldly.

Qin Wushang gasped. If someone else said this to him, Qin Wushang would send him to the mental hospital as soon as possible, but I said it. Qin Wushang didn't even have the courage to doubt it. After all, it was normal for everything I encountered in this period of time!

"Mr. Ni, what should I do now? Tell me, I'll listen to you." Qin Wushang said firmly.

"Don't leave impulsively. As for this matter, it is claimed to be a surprise inspection of clues. Don't do in-depth investigations. I have only one thing I want you to do, that is, to investigate all those who have objections to Liang Hongsheng. At that time, hand over these information to me and we are going to the next step." I patted Qin Wushang's shoulder and said earnestly.

"I understand, Mr. Ni, what are you planning to do now?" Qin Wushang continued to ask. From my words, Qin Wushang had guessed that I didn't want to appear in public.

"Just be careful about yourself. Don't worry about me." I took out the talisman paper, bit my middle finger and drew an invisibility spell on the talisman paper and stuck it on my chest.

In this way, I disappeared directly in front of Qin Wushang's eyes.

"Uh! Mr. Ni, do you have many talismans? Give me a few!" Qin Wushang opened his mouth wide, and then said with a look of envy and saliva.

"Don't talk nonsense, someone will come soon. I'll draw a few pictures of this talisman when I look back, but the effect of this talisman is only two hours, you have to grasp the right measure yourself." I reminded.

"Don't worry, boss, hehe!" Qin Wushang's mouth was excited and even his name changed.

I remain silent about this, and no title is important. On the contrary, I am a little disgusted with the word "Mr." When I hear it, I think of the private schools in the past and fortune telling stalls on the street. I am very helpful to the titles of brothers and bosses.

Qin Shangwu is smart and capable, has a sense of justice, and is loyal. He is actually quite good to be a younger brother like this.
Chapter completed!