Thousand Face Demonic Concubine Chapter 4: Human skin resurrection

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Lou Qingwu engraved the last stroke, and the human bone flower was finally completed under her finger. The white mandala flower, the petal lines are all lifelike, and the supernatural carvings are hard to find in the world.

She tilted her head and looked at the third finished product in her hand. There was an extremely bright light in her bright eyes, and there was one last step left.

"Wing." Lou Qingwu turned around, blinking expectantly. The young man who stood still gnawed his head clearly, turned around, limped towards the corner of the room, and took back a white-glazed porcelain bowl. The bright red liquid in it was preserved properly, even after a day and a night. Fresh. The young man reached out and handed it over and found that Lou Qingwu did not answer. He raised his head, surprise flashed across Qingxiu's face, "Master?"

Lou Qingwu calmly retracted his gaze, took the porcelain bowl, and rubbed the edge of the porcelain bowl with his fingers.

He looks attentive and serious.

She sighed, squinted and smiled, but the coldness in her eyes slowly condensed. If she arrived earlier that year, would Yi be like a normal person? It's a pity, if it's just if, those people are still living well, and the innocent people are still suffering endless suffering.

However, after waiting for so long, finally... it's about to officially start.

"Wow!"

The bright red liquid splashed on the human bone flower with a strong **** smell.

The white mandala seems to be alive suddenly, greedily absorbing the bright red liquid, until it blooms into the most colorful...blood mandala.

The flower of death, watered by blood, can bloom for a long time, right?

She let go, and the porcelain bowl in her hand fell to the ground, torn apart, the moonlight from outside the window came in, she was dressed in white, and the dust was not stained. Only the blood-colored mandala in her palm seemed to have exhausted everything. Dark, ghostly, "Ying, are you afraid?"

"...not afraid." Compared to the fear of human greed, what is so terrible about these dead things?

In Linyang Town at night, everything is quiet. The moonlight sprinkled lightly on the tower, and the painting of human skin that no one dared to touch became more and more terrifying. Lou Qingwu sat on the wall a few feet away, squinting at the painting she was proud of, lazy and happy.

She gently shook her legs and wore a white dress, as if an elf broke into the mortal world. The blood-colored mandala blooming beside her formed the ultimate contrast with her ethereal spirit.

"Boom!——Boom! Boom! The sky is dry and things are dry, watch out for the flames!"

The child's playing sounded even more unexpectedly, and the light in Lou Qingwu's eyes became even more dazzling.

The person guarding the city gate held his arm and was shocked by the beat. When the sound went away, he felt colder, and even felt a chill rushing up his back, like...

His! He couldn't help shivering.

Don't scare yourself!

Suddenly, there was a very slight noise from the top of the head, "Wow! Wow!" It was like something fluttering and agitating, thinking of the human skin paintings on the top of the head at the moment, the gatekeeper rolled a few times and swallowed. To swallow saliva. But the sound was getting louder and louder. He couldn't help but patted his chest to be bold, slowly moved to the downstairs of the city, and quickly glanced upwards. When he saw that the human skin painting was hanging well, he finally exhaled. In a sigh of relief.

Returning to the original position, the gatekeeper just wanted to close his eyes and squint for a while, but suddenly heard footsteps coming, he frowned in surprise. Who is going out of the city at this time?

Opening my eyes, I did see a person, but surprisingly, the person did not walk towards him, but left.

Hey, when did this person appear?

He stood up straight and shouted, "Hey, who are you?"

The figure didn't seem to hear it, and continued to walk forward, wrapped in a brocade robe and holding a folding fan, which looked like a scholar.

This dress looks familiar.

The gatekeeper thought for a while, then called out again, this man was too suspicious.

This time the man finally stopped, slowly retracted the folding fan, and turned around stiffly, revealing a handsome face.

The moonlight is so good tonight, and the gatekeeper's vision is also good, so he can see that face clearly.

Looking at it, suddenly his eyes widened, shaking like chaff.

"You, you, you..."

Pointing to the man, the gatekeeper scared the three souls away and the two souls, and finally when the handsome face suddenly grinned at him, he screamed: "Ah-ghost! Human skin painting is resurrected !"

Immediately, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

The man tilted his head, his bones creaked, turned around again, walked forward slowly, and quickly disappeared at the end of the bluestone road.

Not far away, Lou Qingwu looked at this scene with a smile, with a calm and gentle expression, "Hey, it seems to be going well." It was so smooth that she was not used to it.

As soon as it broke the next day, people outside the yamen were crowded with people watching the excitement. They didn't know what was going on. Someone was playing drums early in the morning.

"My lord!" The gatekeeper was still frightened and knelt there, "the little...the little one saw the human skin painting resurrected with his own eyes!"

As soon as the gatekeeper's words fell, there was a moment of deathly silence around him.

The resurrection of human and human skin portraits...

Go...what's the joke? !

"Sneer." Suddenly, a cold ridicule came from the upper position. When everyone heard the sound, they found that there was a man in armor sitting below the first person in the lobby with domineering eyebrows, giving people a kind of danger. A sense of oppression. The man coldly glanced at the county official Tan Wen, "Master Tan, how did you settle the case? It has been a day and two nights since your brother's disappearance. You first told Ben Jiang that his brother was dead and he was skinned and made. Human skin painting, where is the human skin painting now? If the human skin painting is lost, tell me that the person is resurrected again? Huh?!"

In the end, the coldness was so cold that Tan Wen immediately sat upright. He, he, didn't he know?

God knows yesterday that he got the news that he almost took off the black hat by himself. Three years ago, Li Shenjiang personally sent Li San Gongzi to Linyang Town, he specially warned him secretly and secretly. After so many years, Li San Gong did it. He didn't dare to say so many bad things, but... but why did people die?

The second son of the Li family, who was cold in front of him, was pleased and smiled, "The senator calms down his anger, and the official will check this out! Definitely!" /

Li Jingsheng got the news on the school grounds, he rushed here without taking off his armor. Even if he was dead, there was only one piece of human skin left, he had to see it with his own eyes!

Otherwise, how can you tell Dad if you let him go back?

The third brother died suddenly after being sent to Linyang Town for only three years?

He couldn't say this!

"Give you three days, this general will see people when he is born, and the corpse when he die!"

"Yes, yes, yes! The officer must try his best to track down the murderer!"

Li Jingsheng hummed and didn't answer. He glanced around at the people who guessed his identity, but when he saw a touch of white, his eyes shrank sharply. The latter saw him looking at her, his eyebrows were still very Wenruan, did not lower his head in fear, but was frank and dignified. And when he saw the woman's face clearly, Li Jingsheng's brows became tighter. There is such a stunning beauty in this small town?

The finger sullenly pointed, "Who is she?"