Chapter 8, the Four-Armed Yama Song Zongwu

Before he could finish speaking, Song Zongwu's fierce punch knocked him to the ground, his entire body emanating an aura as if it were tangible

Li Yaoyang let out a light laugh, then shrugged and said, "Old Song, how would I know..."

Do not show any signs of panic

It seems that the human skins are unperturbed; they merely drive the survivors to a dead end and then gradually devour them

The soap maker knelt down on the ground with weak legs and hoarsely said: "From below... came... the sound of wailing. Qian Han went to check, and all those workers are dead!"

Is it because the human skin is not complete, that the forbidden soldier is waiting for something

Do not rush, the face has not yet appeared, it may be hidden in the gaps of each tile, unless this strange source is found, the forbidden zone can never be broken.

Promotion is bound to fall into darkness, yet even a momentary flaw will be seized as an opportunity

Zhao Shuli let out a sigh of relief; he was just about to reprimand them when he noticed that all these yamen runners were commoners, and not a single one was a skilled worker.

At that moment, Ren Qing opened his eyes and, while locking onto the face, exerted force with both feet

That is not the case, but I am just afraid that you, Old Song, might lose control and start a massacre

Zhao, the clerk, left with a pale face and a wave of his hand

He stabbed the person's face with a knife, directly pinning it to the wall

centipede

There is no better solution, and he can only wait patiently

Song Zong did not take action again; he calmed his emotions and asked, "So what is the situation in the prison now?"

The expressions of the crowd were numb; although they did not feel it was Bo Feng's responsibility, they also had no leisure to comfort one another

The centipede is about the size of a palm, adorned with a deep purple exoskeleton, giving it a highly toxic appearance

"If we encounter an accident and the restricted area continues to expand, it is unknown how many people will die in Sanxiang City," said the guard holding a long sword, surprisingly revealing that she was a woman.

Time passed little by little, and Ren Qing had already eaten the pig's eye to maintain his strength, yet the human skin still appeared remarkably patient

They might soon meet their demise, ultimately becoming mere human skin corpses

Li Yaoyang gently picked up the centipede and without hesitation swallowed it.

It once again set its sights on Ren Qing, while the remaining human skins crawled into the staircase

Remember, do not leave the stairs

The soap makers pushed the slender figure out: "Here, here..."

Moments later, dozens of yamen runners rushed out from behind the iron gate in a frantic manner

It can be confirmed that there are still three pieces of human skin remnants

According to the timeline, the fire brigade should have approximately returned with the first batch of bodies

After Li Yaoyang finished speaking, he looked at the woman and said, "Miss Bai, please do not draw your sword, lest you harm the innocent."

The face twisted, appearing extremely resentful, as a blade cut a gash into its body, from which blood seeped out

Fortunately, the face did not merge with flesh and blood; otherwise, it would at least have been a serious injury

The voice of the forbidden pawn standing in the middle sounded somewhat aged as he said: "It is not yet the time to take action; as for the deceased constables, the compensation money will be doubled after the conclusion."

The others were completely unaware of anything, mostly in a state of daze.

Zhao Shuli turned and walked towards the direction of the guards, suppressing a belly full of anger. Was it not said that the strange occurrences in the prison had been completely resolved? How could there be a large number of casualties?

The absence of even a single mouse in the prison indicates that there can be no living creatures in the forbidden zone, so where could the centipede come from

Ren Qing stabbed himself several times with a dagger but did not stop; instead, he felt that the face of the person had already reached the position of his neck

Ren Qing squinted his eyes, fearing that he might not have time to advance to a dual-eyed individual, as the human skin had already set its sights on him, the only one who posed a threat...

It is essential to transform passivity into proactivity

Zhao, the clerk, asked him: "Speak quickly."

Li Yaoyang sat cross-legged on the ground, and shortly thereafter, a rustling sound emerged from beneath the earth, followed by the emergence of a centipede.

Ren Qing closed her eyes, revealing an exhausted posture, and then listened intently.

human skin

Song Zong's expression darkened: "Are you still afraid that I will die in there?"

Ren Qing drew a short knife glinting with a cold light from his waist, and then carefully observed every corner to guard against a sudden ambush

Created by the eunuch Huang Ling, the practice of this method requires the complete removal of the skin, followed by the consumption of specific medicinal catalysts to regenerate it. This process must be repeated seven times to achieve mastery.

Li Yaoyang was not the least bit angry; instead, he continued, "Old Song, the prison's restricted area is formed by the 'Human Skin Book,' and the strange phenomena within possess the ability to take possession of others"

At this critical moment, the flow of information actively presents itself before us

The Book of Human Skin

After Ren Qing detected a familiar aura during the facial recognition process, it hesitated for a moment

Ren Qing recalled the forbidden soldiers he had seen outside. Could it be that they were some sort of surveillance created by a certain technique

Please wait a moment

Ren Qing could not help but murmur a few times, and suddenly a thought crossed his mind; he realized that those human skins should be able to be pieced together to form a complete one

Ren Qingke did not want to sit idly by; he closed his eyes and recalled the details he had seen earlier

So my swordsmanship is this strong

Where is Qian Han

Well... alright

Can consume one year of lifespan, exempting the cost of control

Dozens of figures swayed

He stepped forward and grabbed one of them, asking: "What exactly happened inside?"

A face slowly crawls through the gaps in the wall tiles, seemingly drawn by the scent of blood, unable to resist extending part of its body out.

Having vaguely guessed the answer, he decisively summoned his information stream. Just as he was about to expend his lifespan to choose the branch of the No-Eye Technique, a gasp sounded beside him

The air in the prison is permeated with a sense of despair

... ...

The old guard waited until the Zhao scribe had walked far away, then he cast a cold, sinister glance at the guard beside him, his tone filled with murderous intent

Xiao Wu could not suppress the fear in his heart, and he grasped Ren Qing's arm, saying: "Qing Ge'er, I just saw human skin, it hasn't gone far."

bones, human skin, hay, and several centipedes crawling on the wall

Hiss hiss hiss

The face suddenly lunged towards the crowd beside it, and although Ren Qing was able to perceive the speed, his body struggled to keep up

Everyone step back half a meter, I, Song Zong, have no intention of engaging.

In that fleeting moment, the white-haired old man burst through the wall and charged in with a *picture* book, directly tearing off the face of Ren Qing from his neck.

The renowned pyrotechnician had not even reacted before life ceased to exist, and after absorbing a person's life, the facial injuries were also healed

In the chaos, the crowd is rushing without a clear path, and instances of trampling injuries have already begun to occur

Outside the prison, Zhao Shuli's face was filled with anxiety. He took a step forward, wanting to enter the jail, but when he reached the iron gate, he turned back again

Ren Qinggen did not consider how much lifespan was needed; he directly chose to confirm, and immediately felt a tingling pain all over his body, which intensified over time

However, when he stood before the three forbidden guards, looking into the indifferent eyes beneath the brim of their hats, he swallowed back the words he wanted to say

Ren Qing only felt a chill in his arm, as his face had already merged into it; however, it did not absorb flesh and blood, but instead quickly burrowed towards the head

How much more mystery is hidden in the prison?

I understand

The image of Song Zongwu resembles that of a demon, with six eyes on his face, additional arms growing from his armpits, and his entire body covered in solid muscles

Song Zongwu emitted sounds of bones clashing from his entire body, resembling a famished old wolf as he bared his teeth and said, "When will we strike?"

Qian Han murmured: "The human skins are alive, they are devouring people, and none of the fire workers who wish to escape are spared"

Damn it