Seven Days, Seven Nights

As Ji Heng was about to open his mouth, Su Er suddenly waved his hand: "Wait first, let me guess, you are saying that it is because of the influence of those evil goats."

Ji Heng shook his head with a heavy expression: "In the final analysis, I lack restraint and cannot blame others."

"..."

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Suer looked at the dim red traces in the mirror, and Ji Heng, who was silently bowing his head behind him, touched his neck silently. This speech really learned the essence of green tea.

With a light sigh, he took the initiative to open the chapter, but his eyes became less friendly when he looked at the wriggling and struggling painter.

"No wonder I have a weak physique and irritable mood recently. It turns out that the culprit is here." Not daring to get too close, Suer had cold eyes when he stood half a meter away.

In the middle of Xingshi's questioning, he suddenly remembered that Ji Heng on the cable car said that he had the same uncontrollable killing intent: "Could it be that you are also affected by it?"

In Ji Heng’s palm, another snake’s eye, which he obtained in Mortality, appeared, guessing: “Painted Skin Ghost is equivalent to poison, and this eye is the medicine.”

Fearing after patronizing before, Suer began to look again after hearing this.As the talisman paper is gradually consumed, the Painted Skin Ghost can barely stretch out.This half of the skin close to oneself is not a complete piece of skin, with a small raised dot on it, and a very secret gap below the small dot.

The nose and mouth are all equipped, but only a pair of eyes are missing.

The Painted Skin Ghost tried to pounce at Ji Heng.

Without giving it this opportunity, Ji Heng flipped the dagger in his hand at will. Painted Skin Ghost felt threatened and retreated.

Su Er's eyes were dimmed, Ji Heng did not take the opportunity to solve the ghost has already explained some problems, unless there are special considerations, otherwise it is extremely difficult to kill the ghost.

Sure enough, bad news came in the next second.

"It used to voluntarily release Yin Qi to help you mass produce the villain, and the villain is alive, no matter how badly it is injured, it is weak at best."

Su Er's expression changed: "Isn't that invincible?"

Ji Heng shook his head: "When the clay figure grows to a certain extent, it can also grab the yin of the painted ghost in the air."

On the floor, painters spread out mockingly like eggs, believing that they have nothing to do.

Sur was really helpless.

However, the face-saving effort still needs to be done. He smiled instead of anger: "Eyes are important to you?"

Ji Heng squeezed the eyes of his hands together, and Painted Skin Ghost immediately twitched.

After a while, Su squatted down and took the last piece of talisman paper, as if to let it go free.

"If you dare to possess, he will squeeze this eye."

The Painter shook angrily, and finally stopped.

Su Er scoffed at the shameless part and said, "It's so thick."

"Fuck your uncle!"

Binghan's voice filled his ears, and Su Er quickly flashed a different color in his eyes. Not only could he speak, but his tone was almost ten percent similar to his own.

"You and I are one body," Painted Skin Ghost has a very bad personality: "Back then, you peeled off the skin of your whole body. After Zhu Yunhua was a snake man, you went out of your two eyes, and the materials were transferred to an old woman. This is how I was born. "

Old woman?

Su Er took out the crying doll and recalled the meeting between the welfare field and the old woman. The attitude of the other party was not as if they had met before.

After thinking about it, he was brought out by the game from the world of Wudu, and the ghost king didn't remember this memory, let alone an ordinary ghost.

Closing his eyes severely, Sur couldn't help looking down at his hands, his voice began to tremble: "I... deliberately created a ghost?"

When he raised his head again, the painted ghost stood up while bending, and Ji Heng said what he said: "What are you surprised about?"

Don’t you always do things like making ghosts?

The shock in his heart was not there for an instant, Suer scratched his head: "That's right."

Some fuss.

Painted Skin Ghost: "When Zhu Yun entered the game, she was already half-life."

Su Er went down to a copy of Tianji City. The people had fallen into snake-men long ago, and Zhu Yun's mortal situation was there, proving that she herself was an aboriginal in Tianji City. In other words, she was a snake-man at the beginning.

Thinking about it carefully, during the days at the same table, Zhu Yun couldn't do without hand cream. Her skin was easily chapped and she wore autumn and winter school uniforms most of the time.

"In the future she predicts, she will die, and you will be sent out of the game. That's why we have the cooperation of the welfare field. Zhu Yun's eyes are on me. If I die, she can live as a ghost. Go down."

The Painter barely paused. When the mystery was solved, Suer's brows showed signs of tightening, and finally interrupted: "Why are you telling me this?"

The painter said calmly: "If you don't explain it cleanly, you will just throw me into the toilet and ask with a smile,'I have a flush toilet, do you have a story?'"

"..."

The truth is out.

Ji Heng raised his eyebrows. At the beginning of the Suer rookie field, he had seen a similar scene with his own eyes outside the water curtain.

The painter said the key point: "So don't think about squeezing the eyeballs, my vitality is greatly injured, and Zhu Yun is also completely finished."

Sur frowned: "But her eyes clearly didn't ask..."

Suddenly paused before they finished speaking. No matter how badly they were injured in the dungeon, they could recover after going out. They obviously had this loophole.

In this way, wouldn't it be possible to forge Painted Skin Ghosts infinitely?

"Don't think too beautifully. You can skin and survive thanks to a high-level healing item. Even so, you almost got killed by a monster during the recovery period."

Suer asked what he most wanted to know: "Why can you be taken out of the dungeon world?"

"Because it's amazing!" Even if you can't see the expression, you can feel the complacency in the tone: "The Painter is good at disguising itself. I became a dead creature and fooled the game."

Sur didn't say anything ironically... this is really powerful.

"In the future, I will grow to a certain level. Zhu Yun will counteract part of the Yin Qi and have the opportunity to grow into a new ghost king."

Thinking of the hard-earned yin qi to be used to help others make wedding dresses, the painter has the urge to run away.

Suer nodded in thought: "That's it."

To some extent, the painted ghost is immortal. It is equivalent to the mother body. If the clay figure nourished by the yin qi is immortal, it can live forever; but because of this, the painted ghost will never be truly powerful, and the split body will draw its body wirelessly. The Yin Qi.Not to mention that Zhu Yun was using her eyes to steal Yin Qi.

Then Sur asked about his past.

The Painted Skin Ghost, who must answer all questions, kept silent this time, and said for a while: "I can't say it. If I say it, I will be caught by the game."

Yubi instantly changed back to the appearance of an electric shock device and took the initiative to hide in his pocket.

The electric shock used to rely on it, but now its true identity has been exposed. With such a grandiose side by his side, Suer had to force the spirit of twelve points.

Ji Heng didn't have a better way for a while, and handed over a few talisman papers in case of emergency.

Suer quickly accepted the reality and focused on the dungeon task: "I want to go to the bamboo building again."

Ji Heng glanced at the table: "Drink the porridge first."

The temperature was just right, Suer drank it and squinted his eyes contentedly: "Let's go."

Every few steps, an eagle can be seen on the eaves, and the eagle's sharp gaze sweeps every inch of land nearby, like close monitoring.There was a voice from the bamboo building, Su Er quickened his pace and found that Ye Xiaocen and others were all there.

Zhou Que sneered: "I heard that you are not feeling well?"

Su Er turned a blind eye. Although he suffered a slight injury before fainting, he was rewarded. The female ghost in the family portrait asked him to come to the bamboo house at zero.

Zhou Que was boring and turned around to go to Ye Xiaocen's side.

Sur felt strange that it was not like the other party's character to be softened so quickly.

Ji Heng picked up a plate used as a decoration and pulled him to study, during which he glanced at Lin Lele.

Sur knowing, secretly looked at it.

Lin Lele's skin is not very good, and there are dull acne marks on his forehead and chin. At this moment, all those blemishes have disappeared, and the whole person has turned white.

"It's most likely to be possessed by a ghost," Lin Lele is studying the family portrait: "Wife is much thinner than her husband. Unless she is in her sleep, she can easily be killed by a knife."

Chen Buqi had a good relationship with her, but now they kept their distance quietly and nodded in agreement.

Without paying attention to the change in everyone's attitude, Lin Lele continued to look for clues, unconsciously twisting one step at a time while walking.

Ji Heng whispered: "Go to the master bedroom and have a look."

The door was broken, and the sheets had only dust and no blood stains, which proved that the murder did not happen in sleep.

There were many empty wine bottles piled up in the corner. Sur opened the closet, took out a few men’s jackets and smelled them, there was a lingering smell of wine on them.

"The husband is drunk."

"Not only alcoholism, but also domestic violence." Standing in front of the bamboo wall, Ji Heng rubbed his finger against the blood stains on it: "The distribution is very scattered, and the amount is not large. It was not left behind during the murder."

Su Er breathed a sigh of relief: "The motive for committing the crime has been found."

There are not many things in the room, and I will be able to check it quickly, and I can't find more clues after turning around.

Sur sighed: "It seems that we have to wait for the night."

There was a sudden noise downstairs.

When the two drove off, Lin Lele was holding a pillar, twisting around it like a snake, gasping over her mouth, it was not good to say that the top aphrodisiac might not have this effect.

Suer paused: "What's the matter?"

At this time, Zhou Que couldn't care not to deal with him, and his face was very ugly: "It's like crazy, you bite when you hold someone." A string of swear words: "I think it was because of being possessed by a vampire."

Surprised why he reacted so strongly. When he saw the tooth prints around Zhou Que's neck, Sulton understood that he had almost become 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 couldn't be heard, the chest bulged unnaturally, and the heart burst directly under the overloaded internal pressure. The blood stains soared far, and the player dodges fast enough to still be splashed.

They are all old players. I see a lot of this kind of scenes. 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 was hard to hear, but it was 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 alertness, the female chef in Canteen No. 3 appeared in front of everyone. She carried Lin Lele's body with one hand, and the white chef uniform was instantly covered with blood.

The female chef didn't mind at all, she touched her hanging arm, and commented: "This skin is good, it's just right for making Xuemei Niang."

After not taking a few steps, I suddenly turned around and asked, "Who wants to help? I need to take fat for filling and peeling, so I can't be too busy."

"Is it good?" Ye Xiaocen asked realistically.

The female chef nodded and grinned amidst the ugly faces of everyone: "Just two places, first come first served."

"I'm going." Zhou Que couldn't wait to say.

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 hummed provocatively before leaving, and Su Er frowned, knowing that he needed to find another way to obtain information.After a while, he said to Ji Heng, "The mountains are humid and there are many snakes. Let's catch a few."

Ji Heng understood what he meant: "Go to the south."

·

"Drinking intoxicating, sweet lady crying..." Zhu Mei sat in the farmhouse restaurant, humming and disinfecting the tattooed silver needles, while waiting for the freshly baked Xue Meiniang.

A scent of meat came, and Zhu Mei put down the things at hand, her eyebrows frowned, not the smell of Xue Meiniang.

Su Er went out and made a fire outside, and He Ji Heng appeared with a tray.

Zhu Mei's pupils trembled: "This is..."

Sur introduced one by one: "Wontons, thin-skinned buns, white-skin crisps."

Each skin is extremely thin, and the meat has a semi-matt color because it is not cooked.

After inhaling the fragrance, Zhu Mei squinted her eyes with enjoyment: "It's human skin."

Carefully study the texture of the skin, and the degree of delicacy and smoothness is exactly the same as that of Sur.

"It's my skin." Sur scratched his finger and used the props to heal his injury: "There is only the last drop of the healing potion left, otherwise I can cook a few more dishes for you."

Zhu Mei was stunned. After a while, she slapped the table and laughed. She didn't ask what potion had such a strong effect, but praised him on the road.

The female chef in the third window and the player who was playing together 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 darkened, and he said nothing to speed up the fat mixing.

"Before eating, can you tell some stories about the last mistress?"

Sur asked please.

Zhu Mei's red lips moved, and she was about to speak when she vaguely saw wonton move.

Suer calmly explained: "If you use fresh meat, it's only medium-cooked, which is a normal post-mortem nerve beating."

Zhu Meixin explained and continued: "She is very beautiful, and her husband is always suspicious..."

Sur: "Trouble you, keep quiet."

Taking a meaningful look at him, Zhu Mei said in a voice that could only be heard by two people: "The husband let the two children secretly monitor. Once the hostess and the guests of the resort are found to be close, they must report immediately. The two children do Take extra pocket money and often make up fake news to make small reports."

Sur was surprised: "That's the biological mother."

Zhu Mei screamed: "The couple want to run the resort, and the children were sent to the grandmother in the city since they were young. They are not close. To put it bluntly, they are born to be bad embryos. Every time they come back from vacation, they rely on this to make money."

He scooped up the wontons and breathed a little, before eating, he said, "The hostess is very angry when she knows the truth, and wants to teach her children severely. What a pity..."

She blinked: "The cunning people who died are also cunning. According to legend, the two children became ghosts and hid them."

Su Er fell into deep thought, knowing that he had to make preparations before going to the bamboo house at night.

After chewing the delicious wonton for a few times, the skin and the crushed meat automatically slipped into the esophagus.

I don't know if it was an illusion, Zhu Mei always felt as if it had entered his stomach, still moving.

In fact, all of these foods are made by Suer with Painted Skin Ghosts, and it won't die anyway, so it's better to show some value.

The Painter is quite cooperative. It used to swallow a person from the outside to the inside. It has never tried to step back from the inside to the outside, saying that it would fail and be pulled out.

The abnormality was only a moment, and Zhu Mei soon salivated from the crystal clear human skin, took a bite of a small wonton, and started eating buns again after solving a bowl.

Suer held his face with a motherly smile, and took the initiative to help her pour the vinegar, and said gently: "If you taste delicious, eat more."

The plan was executed smoothly, but Zhu Mei looked at it as a key npc, wondering if the Painted Skin Ghost really succeeded in occupying her body, the copy would collapse.

Thinking of this, there was a trace of frustration in his expression.

Will I be held responsible for this?

Ji Heng whispered in his ear: "The evil is made by a ghost, and Duan Beng is what the host wants to worry about. What does it have to do with you Su Er?"

...This is the reason!

Suer gave a soft "um" sound, and pushed the plate containing the white puff pastry forward: "Just eat the meat and let me have a snack."

Zhu Mei licked the meat at the corner of her mouth with a charming smile: "You are a caring one."