Deconstruction is Weird

Wu put his hand behind the man and didn't pull it out, but began to touch the man's body through the clothes, as if he was groping for something against the man's skin, but the posture was very weird, until the man's clothes fell off naturally , he came to see what Wu Yong was doing.

Wu Yong stretched his hand into the man's body. He was peeling the man's skin raw, just like this, using his palm to stroke back and forth between the muscles and the skin.

Two minutes later, Wu Yong shook off the blood on his hands and entered his room with a complete piece of leather.

Chu Dong looked at the familiar Huang De and was very puzzled.

"You, aren't you an official?"

Huang De seemed to see Chu Dong's doubts, and put his hands on Chu Dong's shoulders with a slight smile.

"Son, human life is worthless!"

"Then why are you wasting your life to get rid of ghosts?"

Huang De pouted his mouth, then touched the back of his head, as if organizing his words.

"Because if the ghost takes shape, it won't kill a single person. Even if there are many worthless things, they will become valuable when added together. Since you choose the path of warlock, you must understand this truth.

Our lives have a price, what kind of things are worth our surgery.

What kind of not worth it. "

Warlocks' life is not long, which makes every operation they perform must be carefully calculated. Before Chu Dong was about to die, only Wu Yong couldn't bear it, so he asked the village chief to ask for Zhang Fu in the mansion.

Huang De was in the village at that time, he knew about Chu Dong, but he didn't meddle in his own business, that was his choice.

He felt that Chu Dong's life was not worth wasting his life to perform spells, and he didn't want to meddle in other people's business.

As far as what happened in the past two days, the impact on Chu Dong was quite big. The first time Wu Yong skinned the dead, this second time.

It is unacceptable for Chu Dong to do this kind of thing.

And since Huang De is an official, he should hate this kind of behavior, but it seems that he is really used to it. What kind of monster world is this world?

Huang De let out a long sigh, which seemed to contain all his helplessness.

"There are too many people in this world who need us to save, and when you go to the Onmyoji Division, you will find that there are endless commissions and countless requests for help.

If I were a martial artist, I could use my abilities casually, and my ability could also slay ghosts, I would definitely go to slay demons and slay demons every day, and I don’t need to be paid.

But ah, my life is so much, who to give it to?

What do you think? "

Yes, who is it for?

Life is so long.

Ten minutes later, Wu Yong came out of his room, and the man who had just been skinned by him followed behind him alive. Chu Dong looked back, and the bloody corpse was clearly still on the ground.

Huang De looked around the man back and forth as if seeing a baby.

"Brother, you are a bit good at piercing people with paper. It only took such a short time to seal the soul with skin."

Wu Yong snorted coldly.

"He asked for it all on his own. Tell me, why did you steal Xiaotong's body? Who sent you here?"

The man's expression was dull, and he began to narrate slowly.

First of all, the person behind the scenes is the lame man, Huang De's expression is as expected, it seems that he has expected it, the lame man is Wang Yujin, and he is also the deacon of the Onmyoji Division, but it is only a silver medal.

His goal this time is actually to kill Huang De and get the token on Huang De's body. This is an order from above.

In fact, most of the things that happened these days, whether it be the tomb robbers, or blowing up mountains and unleashing the black tide, are all orders from this person, and his goal has always been only Huang De.

As for Chu Dong and the others, they just suffered an indiscriminate disaster.

But stealing the corpse tonight was Wang Yujin's own idea. Wang Yujin's technique is to paint and control the corpse, make up the dead, and control the corpse for his own use. He really doesn't like ordinary corpses.

And that day when he hid on the mountain with an invisible talisman, he was very excited when he saw Wu Tong after he merged his soul.

If Wu Tong could be obtained, relying on his ability to draw corpses, his strength would definitely increase a lot.

Wu Yong glared at Huang De angrily. Originally, the small village was safe and sound, and it was this man who led them here, but he didn't say anything, just gave him a look, and then he asked the man to take them to find Wang Yujin. .

These corpses came from the water under Wang Yujin's control, so they were all wet, and there was no boat to leave in the middle of the night, so Wang Yujin must still be in the village, or went to the mountains, and had nowhere to run.

This closed small mountain village has only this benefit, the only way out is by boat.

In order not to attract attention, Wang Yujin did not row over by himself. If he wanted to leave, he probably had to wait until tomorrow.

Seeing Wu Yongzai's anxious expression, Huang De took the initiative to persuade him: "Brother, don't hurry, he can't escape~"

"What do you know? Since he can control the corpse to swim, he can control the corpse to go back. That woman's body is so sensitive. What if he runs away with Wang Yujin on his back?"

Huang De laughed loudly, and put his arm around Wu Yong's shoulder.

"Brother, you don't understand this. Painting corpses is afraid of water, and it's okay to be exposed to water for a short time, but if you keep soaking in water, once the makeup falls off, the corpse will not listen to him.

The reason why those ordinary walking corpses can swim is that he must not use corpse painting. Do you think those walking corpses have makeup? "

Wu Yong heaved a sigh of relief and snorted, but he was not as anxious as before.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Chu Dong always felt that there was something wrong with Huang De today, as if he was hiding something and didn't say it.

However, Wu's skill in piercing people with this paper is really good. The person who led them the way was just like a living person in terms of body shape and movements, and he couldn't tell the difference from a human in his speech and manner.

Chu Dong leaned close to Huang De and asked in a low voice, "What kind of trouble did you get into? How come one after another?"

"trouble?

It's just some jumping clowns. If it wasn't for the fact that I suffered internal injuries to your spell-crossing power the day before yesterday, I would have cleaned up that painted corpse in minutes. "

Huang De didn't want to say it, so Chu Dong didn't ask any more questions, but he felt that the Onmyoji Department was not as good as he imagined, or did Huang De really do something wrong?

The three of them followed the puppet out of the village and plunged into the mountain. Finally, the puppet stopped in front of the cave that the five warriors hired to dig that day.

There was no treasure in this mountain, but the five warriors listened to the rumors, hired someone to blow up the mountain, and finally died.

The three began to go deeper. The cave was not deep at all. After all, it was dug out by manpower. There was a glimmer of light in the dark depths of the cave. Huang De asked Chu Dong to walk at the end and pushed up alone.

When I was at Wu Yong's house just now, Chu Dong saw Huang De draw a talisman, and the materials used were the rare green talisman and human blood.

But the blood was not his own, but the skinned puppet.