The Spirit Suppressing Museum

Chapter 20 Painted Skin
The changes in the alleys could not be concealed from others. Although Wei Yuan blocked the man's changes and did not let the children behind him see the man's changes, the other party strode here and was blocked from this process. Still very clear.

Wei Yuan took out the certificate presented by Zhou Yi, turned his back to the kindergarten, and said:

"Police, take the children back."

"Oh, good, good."

The kindergarten teacher is a 21-year-old young woman. She quickly realized that her complexion was pale, and she pushed the children who hadn't left to the kindergarten one by one. Wei Yuan closed his eyes. He originally wanted to follow this painted skin slave who mixed into the crowd Later, see what it is going to do, and then call Zhou Yi to inform that there is a problem here.

But did not think its purpose is kindergarten.

Wei Yuan exhaled, and left the pork belly with the bag still beside him.

He didn't bring the eight-faced Han sword, but Duanjian, which is the soul of the Qi family's army, did not leave his body. He held the broken sword in his backhand and clenched a fist in his left hand, protecting it beside his temple. Without punching or sword, he directly charged up and kicked the other side's door head-on.

The gentle man's face was smashed down by a small half, and his body staggered to one side.

Both eyes were still twisted to look at Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan held the sword in his backhand and quickly approached from left to right.

Painted Nuo roared, stomped his left foot on the ground, stood firm, and then twisted his waist.

The right arm swung like a whip, and threw it towards Wei Yuan with a cracking sound.

Wei Yuan's expression remained unchanged, and he rolled forward, avoiding this huge move from the empty door.

Getting up, the broken sword in his hand stabbed into Fang Cheng's armpit and twisted violently.

This is one of the most sinister and vicious moves in the Qi family's military soul experience.

But Huapinu didn't seem to be hurt in the slightest, and the arm joints slammed towards Wei Yuan in the opposite direction.

The speed is too fast, the force is too great, and the skin even creases strangely.

Wei Yuan raised his hand, Broken Sword slanted upward, blocked the attack, got up and stepped back, and stepped directly on Fang Cheng's leg. With a heavy kick, he staggered 'Fang Cheng' and fell to the ground.

Wei Yuan knelt directly on Fang Cheng's back, his knees pressing his arms.

Fingers brushed quickly over the blade.

The text on the waist card of the Crouching Tiger lights up.

Dahan Sili Colonel Wei.

Finally, the blade lit up with a layer of pale gold, as bright as the sun.

Violently slashed backhand.

Struggling and roaring, 'Fang Cheng' raised his head and his neck was cut open.

There is nothing inside.

But under the spirit-infused blade, something seemed to be chopped to pieces. Fang Cheng glanced at Wei Yuan resentfully, opened his mouth, and then shriveled down, turning into a complete human skin, dressed in The clothes were lying on the ground, the eyes, hair, mouth and nose were intact, which made people panic.

Wei Yuan stood up silently, wiped the dirt on his clothes, and put away the broken sword.

Take out the phone and flip it over.

Zhou Yi.

He didn't expect to use this phone number so soon.

Looking up, there are already police around.

Wei Yuan dialed the string of numbers.

"Officer Zhou? Well, I'm Wei Yuan."

"My situation is a bit special, can you come here?"

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The anonymous special investigation team certificate in Wei Yuan's hand was very useful.

Although the police were still a little hesitant, they still dispersed the pedestrians around this alley and sealed it off. Wei Yuan sat on the stone steps next to him, watching from a distance that the children in the kindergarten were picked up by the adults who came. Part of it was wow wow.

Only a little girl with a pale face sat quietly.

She was the last one left.

Wei Yuan leaned against the wall and took out a tissue to wipe the broken sword.

With the roar of the locomotive, the beast of steel stopped beside Wei Yuan, Zhou Yi walked over quickly, glanced at the human skin, then looked at Wei Yuan with a solemn expression: "What happened?"

Wei Yuan briefly explained what happened.

Pointing to the pile of human skins, he said, "Painted skin slaves."

"Man-made ghosts eat the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, and not even a single bone is left."

"There is only one human skin left. Three souls and seven souls are left with one soul and one soul, and they are hidden in this human skin."

Zhou Yi squatted down, reached out and touched the human skin that the surrounding police dared not touch, and opened the face part to take a look. The expression on his face changed suddenly, and the voice blurted out:

"Fang Cheng?!"

"You recognize him?!"

Zhou Yi looked ugly: "Yes, one of the survivors in the previous case of missing mountaineering."

Wei Yuan reacted, and his face was a little wrong:

"one?"

Zhou Yi nodded with a sullen face: "The other is Wu Shan, who is the initiator of that mountaineering."

She directly took out her mobile phone, quickly dialed it, and said neatly:
"Xuan Yi, go check Wu Shan's current location immediately."

Put away the phone, sit directly on the locomotive, the engine of the locomotive roared, and with a burst of smoke, it stopped directly in front of Wei Yuan, Zhou Yi threw a helmet to Wei Yuan, and said, "Get in the car."

Wei Yuan also knew about the threat of another painted slave in the city.

He nodded and sat behind Zhou Yi.

The locomotive left quickly. When he was leaving, Wei Yuan saw out of the corner of his eyes that the last little girl was picked up. The person who picked her up was the emaciated man surnamed Zhang. Holding the child in his arms, his shoulders trembled, obviously frightened, but it was the girl who gently stroked his father's back to comfort him.

He seemed to have noticed Wei Yuan.

She turned her head, a clean smile appeared on her pale little face, and she waved her hand.

Lips open and close.

"Thank you, Uncle Police."

Wei Yuan smiled and nodded in response.

The locomotive has passed this road quickly.

He looked back, finally knowing why the little girl stayed until the end.

It looked like the man had done something else before.

bitter...

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Zhou Yi and Wei Yuan arrived at the police station.

Along the way, Wei Yuan also learned about the so-called disappearance case.

More than 30 people have been missing. This time, Fang Cheng and Wu Shan were the first survivors to be discovered. They were discovered by the local police and sent to Quanshi. Because of the cover of the painted skin, the ordinary means of surveying the spirit body could not be found. Discovered immediately.

When they went in, Xuan Yi and the local police had spent all their strength mobilizing surveillance.

Finally found Wu Shan.

However, it was already an empty human skin.

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monitor.

in an uninhabited corner.

The man named Wu Shan took off his clothes, turned his head, smiled at the surveillance camera, and carefully took off the second layer of 'clothes', revealing his bones, and finally tore it off, his face was covered in tears. tear off.

The action is delicate and soft.

A police officer next to him couldn't help retching, covering his mouth and running out.

Wu Shan threw the human skin down and quickly disappeared.

This isn't a skinny slave.

There is only a layer of soul under the skin of the painted skinnu.

This is painted skin.

Wei Yuan looked at the monitoring area map next to him. Quanshi, five municipal districts, has more than 700 million permanent residents. A ghost who can easily change his appearance and identity, and create a painted slave, has mixed into this modern world with a huge flow of people. The consequences of cities are far greater than they were in ancient legends.

In the most terrifying situation, the entire Quan City may become a ghostly human skin city.

Different from ancient times, a city in ancient times may have only tens of thousands of people, but now there are millions of people.

Old people, children, young people.

And it has high mobility that the ancient horses can't keep up with.

Especially when it looked at the surveillance, these monsters at least had a certain understanding of modern technological creations.

A ghost that can move fast with the help of modern transportation?

Zhou Yi looked at Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan let out a sigh of relief. He couldn't stand by and watch this kind of thing, so he nodded happily and said:

"I see."

"I will do my best to help in this matter."

(End of this chapter)