Netherworld Painted Skin Scroll

Trapped Characters

Chapter 57 Trapped Characters

Now Zhao Puppet is enjoying the incense and popularity.

As Zeng Jianqiu's body became thinner and thinner, and the veins under his neck could almost be seen, the black smoke on Zhao Puppet's body condensed even more tightly. Those lingering smoke gradually turned into substance, peeking out from under several skin bags, and finally turned into countless arms. The black mist flowed on them, containing bits of golden light, and it seemed to have some sacred meaning of an immortal.

So Li Wuxiang squatted down next to Zhao Qi's body and stretched out his hand. The white beard on the palm immediately penetrated his body and began to suck hard.

He couldn't help but open his mouth and let out a slight breath.

Now he knows the difference between practitioners and ordinary people.

When they ate the three Wang family members, they were just filling their stomachs. The whole process was accompanied by a strong discomfort and disgust at swallowing the same kind. Now he still feels this way in his heart, but it is completely covered up by another kind of unparalleled pleasure——

If the flesh and blood of the Wang family and his son were just randomly seasoned meals that could only be swallowed to fullness, Zhao Qi's blood seemed to have been carefully cooked and would no longer cause any discomfort. Most of the impurities in the flesh and blood have been refined, and the spiritual energy flowing in the blood that has not yet dissipated, once inhaled into his body, immediately filled the empty body and nourished the skin that was about to dry up.

The long-lasting hunger disappeared instantly, and for the first time, Li Wuxiang felt that he could be so strong and powerful, and live such a vivid life. His skin became smooth and elastic again, and his mind was filled with great happiness and joy. He almost forgot where and when he was now, and just wanted to take Zhao Qi——

stop. He pulled his hand away.

The tentacles, which had turned bright red because they were full of blood, reluctantly retracted their palms, but he felt that it was enough for now.

He let this small pool of blood flow through the tentacles in his body and slide all over his body. Instead of letting the tentacles break it down and absorb it instinctively as usual, he let himself imagine and believe that this was his own essence and blood.

Then he unfolded his left hand, and there was a piece of Ranshan's talisman paper there, which was the one he caught in Zhao Qi's arms before.

Zhao Puppet has admitted that the magic of Ranshan's talisman is the talisman, not the magic. Before Zhao Qi arrived, Zeng Jianqiu had also taught him how to use spiritual power to write talismans.

With only these two things, the talisman written may not be too strong. The talisman written by Zhao Qi could barely trap the ghost last night. But since Zhao Puppet has spent more than ten years refining his skin and can survive and grow in the flames, he will never be an ordinary painted ghost now. These reasons are enough for him to be like this now. In this case, bet your life!

After the essence and blood flowed back to his fingers, only a little bit as big as a bean remained. Li Wuxiang unfolded the talisman paper with his left hand, stretched out the bright red tentacles from the fingertips of his right hand as a pen tip, and began to write on the talisman paper.

Zhao Puppet caught a glimpse of him with his bloody eyes, and immediately laughed wildly: "Little beast, are you going to use what your master taught you to deal with Master Qi again?! You are the one who doesn't know whether to live or die, and you will be next!"

Spiritual power circulated, and Li Wuxiang used his energy to write the first stroke on the talisman paper. The moment the blood touched the paper, he immediately felt a great resistance, as if there was something very heavy on the paper. Pushing his fingers back...this has to be a good thing, right? At least Zhao Qi didn't seem to be having such a hard time writing the talisman!

He finally gritted his teeth and wrote the first stroke, and there was a buzz in his head. There seemed to be some unspeakable feeling on the talisman, which made him feel as if he had made something extremely dangerous because of this stroke. Things that are out of balance and overturned!

In mid-air, Zhao Puppet has almost condensed into a complete human form. The human skin that was originally wrapped around his body has all adhered to the body surface and began to heal like the skin of a living person. Countless small arms retracted under the skin, and the black mist The golden light in his eyes was restrained, making him look like a human again. But around him, the air became slightly distorted as if it was being steamed by the hot ground, as if the studio was beginning to be unable to bear something that shouldn't appear in this world.

He grabbed Zeng Jianqiu with both hands, and sucked hard. The muscles on Zeng Jianqiu's face suddenly relaxed, and his whole body became dazed and limp, and he could no longer say a word. Zhao Puppet fell to the ground and threw him to the side: "It's tasteless, so it's a pity to abandon it. Youjiuyuan? I want to go to that place too. I'll ask you later!"

He turned to look at Li Wuxiang and strode towards him. Every time he took a step, flames and smoke erupted from his feet. The ground shattered, the air vibrated, and countless faint figures appeared around him, as if they were being crushed with every step. Void stepped directly into the Netherworld!

"You know the magical uses of this talisman, but you don't know that the magical effects are not infinite!" Zhao Puppet started running after three steps, and the ground was empty. "You are what I refined. I don't know how much you weigh." ? You can trap the evil spirits, can you trap me? "

The last bit fell, and with a rush of spiritual power, a line of fire disappeared in an instant. Zhao Puppet was running in front of him and grabbed him with both arms!

The sharp fingertips suddenly stopped on Li Wuxiang's chest, and the sharp-toothed face almost touched his face - but under Zhao Puppet, a circle of sparkling gray lines trapped him, and an invisible barrier blocked him. Between the two of them, the hum of prayer disappeared instantly!

Li Wuxiang looked at Zhao Puppet's bloody eyes and tilted his head expressionlessly: "Obviously, you don't know comprehensively enough."

He took a step aside and quickly walked to Zeng Jianqiu's side. He lay on the ground with his eyes open, as if he was a prisoner who had been deprived of food and water for a long time. Li Wuxiang squatted down, put one hand on his wrist, and patted his face with the other: "Hey, are you still alive? I He's trapped, how can I help you?"

Zeng Jianqiu opened his eyelids and looked at him, then uttered a few words with difficulty: "Run, go to Youjiuyuan..."

"Besides this?"

Zeng Jianqiu looked at him for a long time: "Kill... everyone in the town... He is still there, and his will will not be broken... You can't trap him for long, and if he comes out, he will -"

Li Wuxiang nodded: "I can be considered an evil spirit, but I'm not that evil. Is there anything else?"

A gust of hot wind swept across the ground, stirring up large amounts of smoke and dust!

Li Wuxiang immediately looked back and saw that Zhao Puppet, who was trapped in the gray line, was breathing violently. Every time he exhaled and inhaled, billowing black smoke spewed out from the seven orifices, filling the entire space that trapped him, and it was the same as yesterday. The late evil spirits are almost identical. Similarly, the black smoke is also pouring out from below, washing out a circle of fire lines that flicker and flicker, and stirring up smoke and dust in the courtyard!

Zeng Jianqiu closed his eyes: "Go away quickly, leave me alone, you are alone——"

Li Wuxiang immediately stood up and disappeared into the large clouds of smoke and dust stirred up by the fierce hot wind.

Zeng Jianqiu was stunned for a moment, but he really didn't have the energy to say anything else. He just closed his eyes and pillowed on the ground again. But before his consciousness became dim again, he saw a figure coming back from the smoke and dust, lifting him up and opening his mouth. He raised his other hand and two round pills fell into his mouth: "This is something Zhao Qi can't bear to eat." The elixir will restore your blood. If you don’t look like this, what else can I do?”

Zeng Jianqiu's throat twitched, and two Fu Yuan Baosheng Pills fell into his stomach. After all, he has a foundation in spiritual practice. It only took him two breaths. Although he was still frighteningly thin, his eyes were already shining: "He sucked my popularity to transform, to stay in the world for a long time, and to transform demons and monsters into human beings." Everyone will lose their magical powers, but Zhao Puppet has been practicing swordsmanship for at least sixty years. When he gets out of trouble, he will still have a steady stream of blessings from his wish to stay away. I am still..."

"That's what I'm asking." Li Wuxiang pulled him up. "You can hurt him by taking the form, right? Zhao Qi said the same. Okay, you go and take Xue Baoping."

Zeng Jianqiu was stunned, and Li Wuxiang pushed him, almost causing him to fall to the ground: "Or do you stay and fight him like this? I can't die, go!"

"You..." Zeng Jianqiu nodded and staggered into the smoke, "Okay, I will avenge you in the future!

Li Wuxiang walked back to Zhao Qi's body, and while calling his tentacles to penetrate in to absorb the essence and blood, he watched Zhao Puppet silently roar to the sky in the restraint, and smoke and fire spewed out from his seven orifices, and sighed: "You Let’s say something auspicious.”

The next moment, the restricted clear light collapsed, black smoke suddenly burst out, and suddenly gathered inward - Zhao Puppet sucked it all into his mouth, a pair of dark eyeballs popped out of his blood-red eyes, and his voice seemed to be suppressing. Everyone on the street hummed together: "None of you can leave today!"

When Chen Xin rushed to Xue's house with five soldiers, Xue Baoping was being questioned by Liu Jiao in the kitchen. Chen Xin entered the door and saw the little girl sitting on the bench, her face slightly lowered and her fingers holding the corners of her skirt. She glanced at Liu Jiao. Liu Jiao shook her head at him: "This child refuses to talk."

Although he was prepared, Chen Xin's heart still jumped slightly. He walked to stand next to Liu Jiao and looked at Xue Baoping: "Little girl, I won't say any more. In today's world, people with a foreign surname like yours can I have never heard of someone who has been rooted in the town for three generations in a few hundred miles. No matter what happens, the town is kind to your family. "

"Uncle, I won't hide it from you. The Zeng Jianqiu you captured was my uncle's former master. I'm going to save him now. I won't ask you who this young man in your family is. I'm just asking you, do you know? Do you know that he is not Li Jiye? If you don’t know, it’s not your fault. But if you know now and refuse to tell me, my uncle will have to take it with you.”

When he heard the word "Master", Xue Baoping couldn't help but raise his head and was stunned for a moment, and then whispered: "He...Li Wuxiang, he, he, he..."

Liu Jiao said softly: "Speak slowly. We don't blame you for not knowing this before. Is that young man's name Li Wuxiang?"

Xue Baoping nodded and took a deep breath: "Li Wuxiang is... a good person, Zeng Jianqiu is not a bad person, Zhao, Zhao, Zhao Qi are bad people..."

Chen Xin's heart skipped a beat - it was right now!

The reason why he came to ask about the situation first was because he had seen his master's methods before, and the injuries he saw on him before were nothing at all! He talked to him, but he ignored him. Chen Xin was a little sure in his heart: his master was pretending to be weak, otherwise, let alone a young man who has practiced martial arts for several years, he would be just a few big men. I can't catch him either!

"Did my master deliberately ask you to tell Li Wuxiang to capture him? Did he say what he wanted to do?"

Xue Baoping shook his clothes. Last night, Li Wuxiang told him that he couldn't tell Chen Xin about this matter for the time being because he was afraid that he would believe Zhao Qi. But now that Chen Xin is on his side, should he tell him? If he did, would he be as bad as Li Wuxiang feared?

She took a deep breath and raised her head: "He, he, they, what are they doing now?"

Chen Xin breathed a sigh of relief: "They..."

Then I heard Chen Xiu shouting: "Father, mother, he's awake, he's so hungry!"

Chen Xiu walked out quickly from the main room, holding a wet handkerchief in his hand: "Li Jiye was so hungry that he was talking nonsense. He asked the Stove Lord to give him some food. I was thinking... ah, dad, Mom, I’m hungry too…”

Chen Xinyi frowned: "Hey, when is it? You...well, yes, when is it? Is it time to eat?"

He was slightly startled, sniffed and sniffed: "Your kitchen smells really good... Little girl, what did you make to eat? Why does it smell so good? Do you smell it?"

He looked at Liu Jiao - Liu Jiao's eyes were also bright. She bent over to the big pot on the stove and smelled it. Then she put her hands on the edge of the pot and buried her head in the empty pot. He took a long breath: "Yes... the boss, it smells good... Xiuxiu, come and smell it, it smells good..."

Chen Xin hurried over, and Chen Xiu rushed to his side almost at the same time. The three of them surrounded the cauldron on the stove, burying their heads deeply in it, shrugging their shoulders, and scrambling to start inhaling.

At this time, several town soldiers who were originally guarding the door ran in: "Master's house, there is a glow in our yard outside. It is colorful and scary. Master's house -"

When they saw the big pot in the kitchen, their words suddenly went back to their mouths. They also smelled the aroma... I couldn't tell what it was, it seemed a little smoky, but it made people's stomachs growl. Their eyes suddenly widened and their mouths opened, and saliva even dripped down their teeth: "Master, we are hungry too, what are you eating..."

Xue Baoping suddenly stood up from the bench, feeling numb all over - the five soldiers and the Chen family all came to the pot, buried their heads in it and inhaled for a while, she heard their hungry stomachs They started to scream, and heard the sound of the bottom of the pot cracking... They were digging at the bottom of the pot like wild beasts, as if they wanted to dig something out!

As soon as she stood up, the eight people in the room couldn't even speak clearly. They dug in the pot for a while, but when they couldn't find anything, they became anxious. Chen Xiu was squeezed by several people and fell to the ground, but her face was facing the stove. She put her face into the pit at the bottom of the pot, took a deep breath of smoke from the fireworks, and immediately shouted: "Smells, it smells so good, Grandpa Kitchen King gave it to me, Grandpa Kitchen King gave it to me!"

As soon as the people above who were still scratching the bottom of the pot heard her call, they immediately started chanting inarticulately, "Grandpa Stove King", "Grandpa Stove King" - they seemed to have lost their sanity, and just I was left with instinct. I couldn't suck it through the iron pot, so I angrily grabbed the edge of the iron pot and pulled hard. I heard a clang and the iron pot was pushed aside!

In the blink of an eye... they all looked less human!

Xue Baoping felt that he was numb from the back of his head to the soles of his feet, and he tried to move slowly to the door and rush out. But when she looked outside, in the direction of the Chen family mansion, the colorful rays of light in the sky were turning into a large cloud of fire, followed by a fierce buzzing - the voices of eight people in the kitchen chanting "Grandpa Stove King", There were sounds from other places in the town, buzzing into her ears, making her dizzy, and she held on to the door panel with a snap.

The eight people in the kitchen suddenly raised their heads and stared at her!

She immediately tightened the talisman that Zhao Qi gave her - her vision went dark!

Today is also two chapters combined into one. If I separate them, you will scold me again.

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