Chapter 52 52. Fox Skin
The accident rate in the Puppet Sect’s Shadow Puppet Peak handyman room is actually not low.
No formal disciple is willing to be on duty there at night.
Firstly, it is dangerous, you need to resist ghosts at all times, it is very noisy and consumes a lot;
Secondly, it is unnecessary.
That's what I personally dislike about dog abandonment. Ghost cultivators don't even bother to rob and kill people in the middle of the night.
The reason is very simple: what ghost cultivators want is not dead people, but dead monks, especially dead big monks.
And this requires a stable and healthy growing sect.
The ghost cultivator wants to protect the Puppet Sect’s talent reserve base, so why would he kill?
However, even so, accidents still happen from time to time in the service room, and the door is often knocked open by ghosts.
As for why the service room is located in this kind of place, the reason is equally simple: to reduce the escape rate and reduce the cost of guarding.
You can't run away at night, and a lot of energy will be consumed due to vigil. In addition, you will be drained by leatherworking during the day. How can you still have the energy to think about escaping?
Everyone has become accustomed to it.
Even nearly ten years ago, the incident of Song Yan opening the door to kill people in the middle of the night was ignored.
How much more so now?
The mountains here are thousands of miles north and south, and there are two Xuanmai Xuan'er, one is in the Paper Man Peak, and the other is in the evil sea as thick as red jade in the evil place.
Since there are ghost cultivators, Chixia ghosts, and double-faced ghosts in the evil sea, ghosts are rampant that night, and accidents are inevitable.
So, no one has ever cared about "people dying in the middle of the night".
Song Yan didn’t care at first.
But after listening to Queen Fu's message, he suddenly felt a strange alarm in his heart.
No!
Not alert, but an inexplicable excitement and expectation.
This even gave him a heartbeat that was about to fall in love, accompanied by the nervousness of worrying about gains and losses.
'Since there are so many fox cubs, since the bloodline magic of those fox cubs is extremely terrifying, and since monks are the best food for those fox cubs, then'
'Multi-tailed dragon uncle food The cub of a human fox should be a demon of a high level but not too powerful, right? ’
"The easy acquisition of longevity" gave Song Yan great patience, a very steady style and a strong ability to act.
He began to "stay in place", running to the service room every once in a while at night, hiding in the shadow of a tree in the fishy mist from a distance, letting go of his senses.
But nothing was found.
Ten days
Twenty days.
The winter passed and he still found nothing.
The light rain in early spring brings out the pink and white apricots, making the mountains and plains colorful.
On this day, something suddenly happened in the utility room.
What happened this time was a "continuous break-in" incident.
Over the course of the whole night, three vacant rooms in the utility room were broken open at the same time. Four of the six people inside disappeared, and two were in a daze in the room.
The inner disciples in red from the main peak of Shadow Puppet Peak came, and Song Yan, as the senior brother of Nanzhu Peak, naturally went to accompany him.
The inner disciple didn’t waste any time. He immediately arrested the handymen around the house where the accident occurred and began to search for souls. After the search was completed, he directly came to the conclusion: “Last night was the peak of the fishy fog that has been rare in many years. "It's normal for several powerful ghosts to knock on the door."
These words instantly solved Song Yan’s doubts many years ago.
He still remembered that day during the day, he was nervously working on the skin, and nervously watched the inner disciples arrive to investigate "the cause of death of Shengzhu and Wen Erniu", but in the end, nothing happened.
Song Yan suddenly showed a look of astonishment and praised: "That's it, senior brother is so smart."
The inner disciple was very satisfied with his sudden realization, looked at him with a smile and said: "I know you, Wen Shu and Jin Yuntian's junior brother, the registered disciple of Master Shi, and the future great leather master."
Song Yan scratched his head in embarrassment and said: "Junior brother is so ignorant that he doesn't even know how to deal with it in person. I feel ashamed to know my senior brother.”
The two exchanged brief greetings for a while, and then the inner disciple wanted to kill several handymen who had become demented due to searching for souls, but another disciple came up next to him. After muttering a few words, he only killed half of them and then left with them all.
This time, Song Yan also understood the role of "dead corpses" and "demented handymen" in the Puppet Sect.
Born as a handyman, if you become demented, you will be sent to the "Strange Poison Peak" to test medicine; if you die, you will be sent to the "Blood Corpse Peak" to train new disciples to make flesh and blood puppets, which is extremely evil and cruel. .
Song Yan watched these inner disciples leave and sighed softly. Seeing the awed eyes and cowering postures of the servants around him, he waved his hand and said, "The doors were sealed at night. There is refreshing powder in the market at the foot of the mountain." , if you can’t, just buy a bottle! Don’t be reluctant to donate, you will lose everything after you die!”
He left a little irritably.
But he did not think that last night's "continuous breaking of doors" incident was an accident.
Just like he knew that the "broken door" that day was not a ghost, but him.
That night.
Song Yan squatted.
Nothing happened.
The next day. The third day.
Still nothing.
The fourth day.
Song Yan still came patiently, not tired or suspicious because he had nothing to gain in the past few days. He used the time that others spent sleeping and cultivating the furnace to squat.
He squatted in the long grass of the fishy mist, looking into the distance with a short body.
At first glance, it’s another night.
Time flies and another half a month has passed.
On this day, at midnight, the spring rain was blurry, mixed with the mountain wind and fishy fog, dancing wildly in the darkness.
The curtains of each suspended room have been drawn up early, blocking the view from outside. Only the occasional rotten skin and bones can be seen through the gaps, allowing a strange peek.
Sheng Guochun is a vigorous male handyman. He is also a handyman who successfully learned the skills from "Xuanqi Guidance Technique" more than two months ago. Now he is full of expectations for the future. There is always a smile on his big face, and even his eyes are filled with contentment. When making leather, he often raises his head with a hint of disdain.
Living with him is a beautiful woman named Ahua.
Ahua, like Qiu Lingyue before her, hopes to leave this ghost place through being a "quasi-disciple".
Before, she had seen formal disciples come to select people, and she had tried to dress herself up beautifully, but unfortunately, she was not selected and taken away.
Her face was sad and weak.
It’s time to change shifts.
Ahua walked down the five steps, while Sheng Guochun walked up.
While they were crossing each other, Sheng Guochun smiled and raised his hand to wipe Ahua's body.
Ahua didn't resist, she sat weakly and let Sheng Guochun do what she did.
“Sit up.”
Ahua hugged him tightly.
The two faced each other.
Sheng Guochun's eyes widened in horror, her mouth also opened wide, and rows of goosebumps appeared all over her body.
Sitting on him and having fun with him was Ah Hua, who was clearly a fox!
The fluffy sharp-mouthed fox faced him, grinning with a strange smile and dense melon-seed teeth!
Sheng Guochun's Adam's apple rolled, fear burst out from the bottom of his heart, and a scream rose from his chest, but before it could be heard, he "squeaked" and died.
The fox turned his head and bit quickly On his neck.
Click
Click
Bone chewing.
Gudu, Gudu.
Drinking with passion.
The fox demon enjoys this delicious food. After a while, it will kick open the door of a random room, let the ghost rush in, and drive the two handymen crazy, and then it will return to the house, Wait until daylight and then leave quietly. In a few days, he will secretly eat a lone handyman, and then come back as a handyman.
The fox demon ate happily and even burped after eating. Then he climbed up the steps and stared outside. He opened the door and jumped out with his hind legs.
But as soon as it showed its head, it felt its neck tighten suddenly.
The giant hand stretched out from somewhere in the darkness like a hunting python, biting the prey tightly in an instant.
Crack
Without any interruption, the crisp sound of bone breaking sounded.
The fox tilted its head and fell softly, its pupils bulging, still fearful.
It can't see anything clearly yet.
The terrifying demonic figure carried the fox and dropped it to the woods not far away. Then it swung its body to a farther distance. First it raised its hand to search for the soul, and then He grabbed a skinning knife from the void and started skinning.
Tomorrow will be another incident of "the fishy fog getting worse and ghosts hitting the door", which is not surprising.
In the early morning, Song Yan returned to the cave covered in rain.
The two girls did not wake up because Song Yan thoughtfully let them smell the "Long Sleep Breeze" before going out.
The less you know, the better you can live.
He has always been kind to the people around him.
After a brief examination, the two women slept soundly.
He took the "Long Sleeping Breeze" and gave them a sniff, and then took out the "Fox Demon Skin" in the dark.
One tail, a gray fox, the ferocious fox head is long gone.
He took out the knife and started making leather, and then took out the drawing. He closed his eyes and concentrated on thinking about the fox monster he had just observed. When he started writing, the figure was so lifelike that it almost jumped out of the paper. The demon fox appeared.
He raised his hand, and the five fingers were full of mysterious energy. The steaming blood made the palm of his hand like an iron, quickly drying the demon's skin, making it translucent, and then skillfully applied it on the bottom, and took out the carving knife. Start leatherworking.
(End of this chapter)