The Spirit Suppressing Museum

Chapter 25 The Hungry Ghost
Colonel Sili's voice disappeared.

The lesson that needs to be called to the moon repairers to pass on to the latecomers has been finished.

Wei Yuan was a little lost, and immediately felt a sense of tension.

The calamity of painting skins has caused at least hundreds of people to be swallowed with flesh and blood, turning them into empty human skins!
This was still in ancient times when there were monks.

And if such monsters had mysteriously disappeared for a long time in the modern era, they would definitely pose a threat far beyond that era. At this moment, Wei Yuan suddenly realized that the street in front of him seemed alienated and unreal compared to his existence. The ground suddenly became real.

He appeared at the door of the Liu family mansion.

In front of her is the Tian's girl with the same eyebrows and eyes as she used to be, a seemingly innocent child.

Behind them are hundreds of painted skin slaves.

If Wei Yuan was just a passer-by and a spectator, and the surroundings were like a picture scroll, then now he has also entered the painting.

Wei Yuan looked around and felt the clear hostility, sighed, and drew his sword.

Yuelu took a photo, Xumi's illusion, since there is such a useful thing, Sili Xiaowei obviously will not waste it.

In addition to passing on the experience to the younger generation, adding the experience of a bloody battle is not a beautiful thing?
It's just the kindness of the seniors, it's a little bit different to Wei Yuan. Probably the commander-in-chief in history, who was so overwhelmed and overwhelmed, never imagined that there would be even a demon hunter. The descendants who are not as good got the crouching tiger waist card.

Facing these two painted skins and the luxurious lineup of hundreds of painted skin slaves, Wei Yuan's eight-faced Han sword slashed across the palm of his hand, and his body rolled backward. When he got up, the blade slashed horizontally. A pair of eyes quickly scans the environment, looking for a retreat position.

During this period of time, he often drove the Qi family's military spirit, and wanted to learn the experience of the latter's life-and-death battle. Although he was not as good as the other party, he had learned a lot. At least throw it on the ancient battlefield. Come back alive.

It is absolutely unwise to have more than one enemy on the battlefield.

Control the rhythm and distance.

Pay attention to the back, don't let the other side have the opportunity to surround.

You can face multiple enemies, but try to avoid the disadvantage of being attacked at the same time.

The experience that was originally just words was quickly verified in actual combat, and the eight-faced Han sword in his hand became more and more sharp and concise. Wei Yuan also sighed in his heart. Fortunately, the opponents in this photo of Yuelu were all humanoid monsters, otherwise the veterans would be on the battlefield. The skills of fighting with people may not be useful.

Under the means of constantly moving fast and retreating while fighting, Wei Yuan beheaded three painted skin slaves in the siege, and he did not remember how much he injured, but those painted skin slaves were like puppets, not knowing the pain, just attacked him, and finally Wei Yuan was still pinned down and broke free from the sword.

Wei Yuan was still struggling, and a white shadow passed by.

The painting skin rushed up at an astonishing speed.

Wei Yuan bit the tip of his tongue, blood spurting out from the tip of his tongue, the blood of Zhiyang, the captain of Sili, and the surrounding painting skin slaves screamed and retreated, and the painting skin Tian's daughter was also sprayed on the face, screaming shrilly, Wei Yuan pulled out The short sword tied to the side of the captain's uniform rolled on the ground to escape, and at the same time, he held the sword in his backhand and slashed horizontally.

The feel of the blade cutting through the skin is extremely clear.

Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately felt severe pain.

The dagger in his palm had already cut off Tian's daughter's head.

But it didn't work.

Tian's daughter spread her arms around his neck, her soft body was clinging to him, her ribs were like white swords, pierced through her own skin and pierced through Wei Yuan's chest , pierced his heart, lungs, stabbed out from behind, and then retracted one by one, as if to return to normal.

Crunch, crunch.

Wei Yuan's spine was pierced and broken by the other eight ribs.

Consciousness goes black.

………………

real world.

Wei Yuan groaned, took a half step back, and covered his forehead. The tingling feeling slowly eased after a long time. At this time, he finally remembered a question that he had been ignoring.

The painted skin is just a means for Tian's daughter to hide her identity. Her real body is the Bone Girl.

The woman who was bullied and bullied before her death died with hatred, and her resentment lingered.

It's just that the identity of painted skin has been too well-known for a long time, but Wei Yuan has ignored this point. He just found the way of painting skin in the fantasy world of Yuelu's photo. Even if it wasn't for Yuelu's photo, he could leave the experience of the predecessors to future generations. In the face of the revived Tian's daughter, I am afraid that she will suffer a big loss.

Wei Yuan smiled bitterly.

This is probably the so-called dark under the lights.

So the inheritance of experience is really important.

The photo of Yuelu has ended, and there are two merits left. If you want to open it once, you need to consume another merit.

Wei Yuan closed his eyes and thought about the battle he had just experienced.

For the former, I don't know how many paintings like Fang Cheng are in Nuquan City.

The latter is unpredictable and unpredictable.

Wei Yuan looked at the remaining two feats.

After thinking about it, he flipped through the things that his current Taoism and merit can be exchanged for.

First of all, a flexible attack method is needed to deal with the unpredictable bone spurs of the bone girl. On the other hand, a tracking-type talisman is also needed, which can lock the bone girl at close range, so as not to let her escape again. The talisman was selected quickly. , After the merits dissipated, the crouching tiger waist card exuded high temperature.

Longhu Mountain: A Thousand Miles Tracking Talisman.

With just a wisp of qi from ghosts, those with vast supernatural powers can track and trace for thousands of miles, and it is extremely difficult to escape.

Like Wei Yuan, he can also detect the aura of demons and ghosts within ten miles.

The Crouching Tiger Waist Card directly handed over the making method of the talisman to Wei Yuan.

As for the other one, Wei Yuan chose a double-sword swordsmanship, which belongs to the category of magic swords. It has to be passed down to Zhang Daoling, the first-generation celestial master of Longhu Mountain. The footwork, the double-sword swordsmanship, and the technique of slaying ghosts, which were born out of the Taoist Yubu, are Xuanyuan Sword Art.

Because it was only Zhang Daoling who created it at will for his disciples to practice and prepare for the practice of high-level descending magic.

The first generation of Celestial Masters was a random sentence, which was quite concise, and it was decided that this swordsmanship only used one merit.

The Crouching Tiger Waist Card dropped something similar to a talisman in the palm of Wei Yuan, which was the practice experience of Xuanyuan Sword Art. With the trend of [exorcism] magical powers, one can use Xuanyuan Sword Art proficiently, but this thing will gradually The collapse will last for a month at most, just to assist the commander Sili to master the method as soon as possible.

Wei Yuan shook hands, the eight-faced Han sword in his right hand, and the Ghost Soldier Broken Sword in his left.

The two swords were unsheathed and stepped forward.

out the sword.

The Xuan Yuan sword came like an arm and a finger, the long sword was fierce and swift, the short sword was heavy and domineering, the offensive was continuous, and the footwork matched the footwork. The sharp sword light dissipated, and the two swords returned to their sheaths.

Wei Yuan let out a sigh of relief.

open the door.

………………

The soldier of the Qi family was guarding the door.

Wei Yuan asked, he scratched his head and just replied:
"There is a murderous aura in the room, I'm a little worried."

murderous look?
Wei Yuan was stunned, and immediately remembered that he was killed by the Bone Girl in the illusion just now, it should be that time.

He nodded and said, "Thank you."

Then I found the female painter who died of eating poison, and used the technique of exorcising ghosts to make her accumulate in the palm of her hand. While her memory was clear enough, she found a few pens and quickly drew a picture on the white paper. An ancient beauty with a graceful posture, with slightly warped eyes, a beauty mole at the corner of her eyes, golden hairpins and clouded temples, and a variety of styles.

It was the original appearance of Tian's daughter.

Wei Yuan's expression was solemn. In the illusion, Tian Shi continued to mend his face until the end, and lost his identity before her death. The bone girl was the demon that she was obsessed with and turned into a corpse.

It has deep obsessions, and it must have an obsession with this face that ordinary people cannot understand.

Through this, it may be possible to do things that wait for the rabbit.

Of the 700 million people in Quanshi, I don't know how many of them look similar to this woman.

The water ghost leaned over his head, tsk tsk, and said:

"Sir, is this big girl your concubine? She looks so handsome..."

Wei Yuan patted the water ghost and patted him away, saying:

"mistress?"

"This concubine, I am afraid that there will be no bones left. The heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney have been dismantled, and only a human skin is left. Why don't you try it? Maybe they are both ghosts and monsters. She doesn't dislike it. you?"

"ghost?!"

The water ghost shivered, smirked and quickly backed away.

Wei Yuan took out his mobile phone, unlocked it, and saw a video feed. He was stunned for a moment. He wanted to open it directly, but saw that it was a man named Zhang who had met twice today. After thinking about it, he opened the video, Seeing that it was the live broadcast room, the skinny man was concentrating on a pile of greasy meat dishes, eating and eating.

He didn't say anything exaggerated, he just ate, kept on eating.

But just this simple action sends a message.

Very fragrant and very hungry.

The water ghost next to him couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Even the ghosts are hungry for this live broadcast.

The popularity and popularity of the live broadcast room are also rising.

It seems that his life has changed a bit...

Wei Yuan looked at the avatar in the live broadcast room, it was a little girl with a bright smile, smiled, and ignored the swallowing expression and reluctance of the water ghost next to him, cut out the live broadcast room, and then called Zhou Yi's phone number.

"Hello, Officer Zhou?"

"I think I have a way to find that painting skin."

(End of this chapter)