Netherworld Painted Skin Scroll

Evil Spirit

Chapter 14 Evil Spirits

Xue Baoping turned around. The moment he saw what was behind him, his pupils dilated and his scalp went numb. He took two steps back before standing silently.

She originally thought that what she saw might be a ghost with a green face and fangs, a monster with an animal head and a human body, or any evil spirit that her parents said to scare her when they were still alive, but what she actually saw was more evil than those evil spirits——

It looks like a paper man, but extremely delicate, with lifelike nose, eyes and mouth. However, it was the kind that had been accidentally soaked in water, blurred the color, and was flattened and wrinkled - a human skin with a distorted face stood not far from her, some places were propped up, and some places were not. It was deflated, and its feet were fluttering, as if they were standing on the ground, and then seemed to be floating in the air.

Its seven orifices were empty, but many white threads protruded from it, waving gently in the air like tentacles, seeming to replace the functions of those original organs, and when he moved lightly , there were dense undulations under the human skin, as if there were countless insects crawling inside, driving his movements.

She tilted her face back and gasped several times before swallowing. She raised her hand tremblingly and wrote, "What can I help you with?"

Her reaction was perfectly in line with expectations, and Li Wuxiang was very satisfied. After more than ten days of observation, he has realized that this is not an era of peace and contentment and abundant material resources. The vast majority of people living in such a world should be submissive, tired and numb. At first he thought that Xue Baoping was also that kind of person, but then he gradually realized that all the laziness, confusion, and numbness she showed seemed to be due to the long-term psychological depression caused by the early death of her parents in childhood and adolescence. Once After discovering a little thing "sent by my parents to accompany me", I immediately became paranoid and focused.

Li Wuxiang also knew that most people would be defeated after experiencing similar childhood and adolescence, becoming timid, afraid of rejection, and willing to please, but Xue Baoping went to the other extreme, making her own While being super defensive, it also has a potential for self-destruction.

This is still a pretty pathological psychological condition. But if he had fallen into the hands of any sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl who was not so sick more than ten days ago, he would probably have been thrown into the fire and burned.

It is very difficult to maintain the current state, but Li Wuxiang still tried his best to maintain his human form and his previous voice, so that Xue Baoping could alleviate a little fear through this voice: "Are there any scissors at home? ?”

The girl nodded. After a slight hesitation, he walked sideways to the bedside table and took out a pair of black iron scissors with red thread wrapped around the handle from the drawer.

Li Wuxiang exhaled, and his skin immediately lay flat on the ground: "Come here and cut me open."

Xue Baoping half-opened his mouth and was stunned for a moment. Then he slowly walked over with the scissors in hand, mustered up the courage to touch the skin bag, and made a difficult sound: "Huh?"

"Cut off my legs first."

Xue Baoping frowned and stared at Li Wuxiang's skin. After thinking for a while, he dropped the scissors heavily.

Far easier than she imagined. Li Wuxiang's skin was like slightly thicker cloth soaked in water. When the scissors were cut, there was a rustling sound, and his legs fell down.

"It's good. Keep cutting, cut open my head and chest, and cut it into-"

"Yi..." Xue Baoping said.

"Yes, cut it into a piece of clothing."

After a few breaths, Li Wuxiang was cut open and spread flat on the ground. It looks like a hooded cloak, and it is made of leather with gold wire embedded inside. There were originally countless squirming white threads under his skin, but now they were all clinging quietly, like velvet inside.

"Now roll me up, backwards, so that the golden thread is exposed. Then I want you to go out and find a way to throw me into the Wang family's yard."

Xue Baoping immediately followed the instructions, and the expression on his face became much more relaxed, no longer as frightened as before. One was because Li Wuxiang didn't look as scary as before after his upper body was cut into a large cloak, and the other was because she thought he spoke very kindly. Except for her parents, no one has spoken to her as kindly as him over the years...slowly and gently, without urging or scolding, even though she accidentally cut his eyes open just now.

Therefore, even if he is a man-eating monster, she is willing to send him to eat people.

Xue Baoping took a hemp rope, tied up Li Wuxiang's skin, and then held him under his arm. She did not go through the main entrance, but went out through the small door at the back.

The night is still long, and it's still dark behind the house. But she had memorized the nearby roads by heart. Where there were pits, old tree roots, and piles of rubble, they were all firmly imprinted in her mind. There were five broken houses between her house and Wang's house. She walked silently and lightly in the darkness. When she rounded an old locust tree and could see the still-lit lights of Wang's house from a distance, Xue Baoping lowered her head. Say: "Hello... hello... hello..."

"Why are you helping you?" She heard the human skin in her arms say.

She nodded in the darkness.

"I am also helping myself. You see, I was also a human being in the past. I was also an orphan, without a father or a mother. I was caught by a bad Taoist priest and sealed in the stove of your family——"

"Bad...bad...he..." Xue Baoping gestured on his face.

"He looks forty or fifty years old." Li Wuxiang recalled Zhao Puppet's appearance, "skinny, with a beard, deep eye sockets, and a long chin."

Xue Baoping exhaled slowly. The Taoist priest who was saved by his father more than ten years ago might be younger, but that was what he said.

"Thanks to you for saving me, I can become what I am now. But I may have to stay in your house for a few more days, so I can't let you get hurt. I have to find a way to make our lives peaceful."

The girl originally hugged Li Wuxiang tightly, and when he heard this, Li Wuxiang felt her arms loosen. He knew that this meant that this sentence made her feel a little relieved - she didn't care much about being on the road to killing the whole family, but she cared more about whether the ugly human skin in her arms would leave her.

This girl is really sick, Li Wuxiang thought.

After passing a section of the broken wall, they arrived outside the Wang family's courtyard wall. This is a newly painted wall, with green tiles on the top of the wall, which looks very imposing. Even if Xue Baoping jumped up, he couldn't reach the tiles on the top of the wall.

When he stood at the bottom of the wall, he heard someone talking on the other side of the wall. The voice was a little far away, but it was very angry. Xue Baoping knew it was the voice of Wang Peng, the father of Wang Wen and Wang Wu. It seemed that he was angry because his younger son did not find his elder son. Wang Wu was timid and did not dare to speak after arguing a few times.

After a while, the voice disappeared. It was time for the two to go to the inner courtyard. Li Wuxiang immediately said: "Throw me in, where they can see me soon, and wait for me outside."

Xue Baoping walked along the wall, arrived at the main gate of the Wang family, and threw the bundled Li Wuxiang in. Then she walked to the corner at the bottom of the wall, touched a stone and held it in her palm, waiting quietly in the dark.

The second update will be at 8 o'clock in the morning.

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