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Ma Santong nodded. He was just starving, but he still had some concentration.

"Why do I feel so itchy!"

Just when Chen Muyu was about to squint for a while, Ma Santong twisted there again, scratching left and right, with a terribly uncomfortable expression on his face.

"I said, you don't wash your feet often, have you been infected?" Chen Muyu moved his butt to the side, trying to stay away from him.

It is said that if you walk at night for a long time, you will encounter a ghost. This old guy often goes to places like that.

"Since when have you started making sarcastic remarks?"

Ma Santong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and he didn't care about his image. He put his hands into his clothes and scratched her as hard as he could.

"I'll go. Is it such an exaggeration?"

Ma Santong's face was as red as a soldering iron. Chen Muyu became serious when he saw his appearance.

It looks like he has a fever. Could he be suffering from some illness?

"Brother, hurry up, scratch it for me!"

When scratching by himself was not enough, Ma Santong directly moved his shoulder over and asked Chen Muyu to help.

Chen Muyu was a little disgusted, but looking at him like this, he was also pitiful. Ma Santong opened his shirt, and there were already bloody marks on his back, making him grimace.

The shoulders were as red as a red-hot iron.

"What is this? A tattoo?"

The blood had been scratched out, and the blood was smeared on the shoulder, but Chen Muyu could still see a round black thing that looked like a tattoo.

"Tattoo? I've never had a tattoo!"

Upon hearing this, Ma Santong tilted his head hard, trying to see what was going on on his shoulder, but due to the angle, he couldn't see anything, so he could only worry.

With the system in place, Chen Muyu was not afraid of any infectious disease, he just felt nauseous.

He asked Liu Miaoxue for some wet wipes to wipe off the blood stains on Ma Santong's shoulders. What he saw in front of him made Chen Muyu couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows.

On Ma Santong's left shoulder, there was a black spider-like mark the size of a silver coin. It looked like a tattoo. The edges were red and swollen.

In the middle of the spider veins, there is something vaguely like a ghost face, which is very scary.

This thing is weird!

Chen Muyu quickly pulled out the system and scanned it. The information obtained made Chen Muyu's eyebrows knitted together.

"What's going on, let me see!" Seeing that Chen Muyu hadn't spoken for a long time, Ma Santong hurriedly said to Chen Muyu.

Chen Muyu took a photo with his cell phone and showed it to him. When Ma Santong saw the pattern on his shoulder, his expression changed instantly.

"Damn it, it must be that white-skinned guy from the terminal just now, he dared to trick me!"

Ma Santong seemed to realize something and immediately cursed.

"Do you know this thing?" Chen Muyu asked.

"I've heard of it, but never seen it!"

Ma Santong scratched and said, "If I guessed correctly, it should be a kind of ghost tattoo magic in the Western world. The Wushu Association has some information. The kid just now is probably a ghost tattoo master..."

Ghost Pattern Master!

The line of Western tattoo masters is divided into three major factions: sky patterns, earth patterns, and ghost patterns.

Gods with sky patterns, beasts with earth patterns, and ghosts with ghost patterns.

Chen Muyu has been in contact with tattoo masters for a long time. Aunt Dashan Zhang Furong is a sky tattoo master, Fenrir is an earth tattoo master, and as for the ghost tattoo master, he has not seen it yet.

"Then you're miserable!"

At this time, Liu Yuechan, the old woman sitting in the back row, spoke up, "Ghost tattoo masters are the most mysterious among the three major tattoo master sects. When I was young, I had dealt with them. Their cultivation methods are similar to our traditional The way of practice is completely different. Although I don’t know what this mark on your body means, it is definitely not a good thing. If you are targeted by such people, you will not stop until you die..."

Ma Santong shuddered.

"This is the hungry ghost pattern!"

Chen Muyu spoke, and of course he was talking about the information he got from the system scan, "Among the six paths, there is the path of hungry ghosts. People with such ghost marks will be like starving ghosts once they attack. I feel more hungry than ever before, so I keep eating, and keep eating, until I am exhausted!”

Hearing this, Ma Santong swallowed hard, "Isn't it that exaggerated?"

He did feel hungry, and after Chen Muyu said this, his hunger became more and more serious.

"No, I have to get off the plane and find that guy!"

After coming back to his senses, Ma Santong patted his thigh, "That guy patted me on the shoulder just now. It must be the ghost pattern he planted on me at that time, right? I should have thought of it a long time ago. The Wushu Association has warned me before. , this Hella Group is involved with Western tattoo masters, that guy must be a tattoo master..."

Ma Santong cherishes his life very much. In this situation, he must find that boy to remove the curse pattern for him as soon as possible, and then beat him up.

"We've already taken off, how can we go back?"

Chen Muyu shook his head, "Don't worry, I can cure this!"

"Can you cure it?"

Ma Santong was overjoyed, "Hurry up, brother, I feel so uncomfortable!"

"It's very easy to cure this thing, just wipe it with toilet water and it's done!"

As Chen Muyu said this, he took out a small bottle of toilet water from somewhere.

Liu Miaoxue and the old woman behind were dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

If the secret technique of the ghost pattern master can be solved by you using toilet water, then this ghost pattern technique is too low-level, right?

"Brother, don't make fun of me now!" Ma Santong also wanted to cry.

"What, you still can't trust me?"

Chen Muyu looked serious, poured some toilet water on his hand, and patted Ma Santong on the shoulder.

There was a scratch on the shoulder, and when toilet water was poured on the wound, it suddenly hurt.

Ma Santong bared his teeth.

Chen Muyu directly rubbed Ma Santong's shoulders.

Chen Muyu didn't know whether the toilet water would be effective, he just went to use the toilet water as a cover.

While rubbing it, he pulled out the system and recovered the ghost pattern power in his body.

The hungry ghost marks disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ma Santong only felt pain. The unbearable itching feeling quickly subsided, and the feeling of hunger also faded a lot.

"Eh?"

Ma Santong tilted his head in surprise and said, "Brother, don't tell me, it's really effective. Come on, give me more!"

Chen Muyu poured some more and continued to rub it for a while.

I should have told him that chili pepper water can cure this thing. Looking at his intoxicated look, he seemed to be enjoying it.

"Okay, it's okay!"

After cleaning the ghost pattern energy from Ma Santong's body, the mark on his shoulder also disappeared, leaving only the blood marks left by Ma Santong's scratches. Chen Muyu slapped him directly and quickly washed his hands with a wet wipe.

"Is it gone?"

Ma Santong turned around to see, but couldn't see it.

"Chen Muyu, can't you tell, you still do this?" Liu Miaoxue lay on the backrest and was quite shocked and surprised to see that the ghost marks on Ma Santong's shoulders had been removed.