Life Hunter

"Besides being unable to eat or drink, what other characteristics does a painted person have?"

"In addition to not being able to eat or drink, the skin is also tight. Because the spell is constantly working, it will look younger. And because the person is dead, the walking is a little stiff, but there is no sound when walking, because the soul has been taken away. After all, he is a dead person, If you look carefully, you will find that when this person moves, he walks straight forward. For example, when walking, he looks straight ahead. When talking, he just talks blankly. Unlike us normal people, who moves this and that. He can also be in a bright place. Look at the eyes. The whites of the eyes are slightly black, and the boundaries between the pupils and the whites of the eyes are blurred and gradually merged. That means the skin has been painted..."

Lao Yewei smiled and told about the art of skin painting.

The night guards, jailers and even Wang Jing were all eye-opening and secretly amazed.

Wang Jing listened for a long time before leaving the prison.

Not long after Wang Jinggang left, one of the jailers secretly left, entered the patrol team's location, and reported to the deputy captain of the patrol team, Zhang Mao.

"Wang Jing has been listening in there for so long? He must have heard something important. Come, come with me to find the captain. You can tell me what happened in detail."

Zhang Mao led the jailer to find Ai Zongwu, the captain of the patrol team.

The jailer explained everything in detail, especially the magical skin-painting technique. The jailer didn't know why he remembered it so clearly, so he focused on it.

Ai Zongwu and Zhang Mao also listened very carefully, and then asked the jailer to leave.

Ai Zongwu pondered for a moment and said: "I heard from my sister that the mayor is a little dissatisfied with the King of Chu. In addition, I have some friends who are quite critical of the King of Chu, such as the errands of the blessing team and the inspection team. They are all fat men, and their lives have been robbed by the King of Chu's people. What do you think I should do?"

Zhang Mao smiled and said: "As long as the mayor favors Mrs. Ai, the captain doesn't have to worry."

"Hmph, the mayor changes women more frequently than he changes clothes. He looks at all the new female townspeople first and then distributes them to the next level. Who knows how long the mayor will favor my sister? I always have to show up in front of the mayor. If you show your face, my sister won’t become an old and beautiful queen, and I won’t even have anyone to rely on.”

"Why don't you ask those friends, find an opportunity, indirectly hit the King of Chu's people, and then see what the mayor's reaction is. If the mayor doesn't ask, that explains the problem. Of course, you don't have to do it yourself. The people below will do it. Don’t go directly to Tan Mingcheng, just find an ordinary member of the Yingfu Third Team, and let him go after a few days of tossing."

"You choose people, and then let a few thorns in the team take action. Night Guard has given so much money, but they have been unable to help, and I can't lose my face." Ai Zongwu said.

"Don't worry, I will definitely choose a soft persimmon. Even if something happens, it won't lead to you and me." Zhang Mao said.

"Go ahead."

Zhang Mao left.

That night, Zhang Mao went to check the files of the third team of the Yingfu Team.

After seeing Zuo Zhiyin, a fourth-level Taoist cultivator, he clicked his tongue twice, not daring to offend him, so he looked for others.

Soon, Zhang Mao selected three powerless people.

The next day, Zhang Mao observed the three people under various names and prepared to choose one.

After watching them for a day, I felt that I could start with them all, so I planned to wait for two more days to see who was prone to committing crimes.

The rivers in the situation under the earth flow, and the rat warriors wander.

Another day passed, and Zhang Mao continued to observe the three people.

One of them was named Luo Laoer. For some reason, when he saw Luo Laoer again today, Zhang Mao felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it, so he paid attention.

After walking a few steps, I heard other people from Yingfu Team 3 chatting while walking.

"What's wrong with Mr. Luo these past two days? He didn't eat dinner last night, nor did he eat breakfast or lunch. He's really like a god."

"Yes, I used to complain every day that I didn't have enough to eat, and ate like a hungry dog, but now I don't eat."

Watching everyone leave, Zhang Mao was puzzled, so he continued to secretly observe Luo Laoer, and recalled his previous observations to compare the differences.

Soon, Zhang Mao discovered that Luo Laoer's movements were stiffer than yesterday, he looked dull, and he was more silent than yesterday.

Yesterday, he smiled innocently from time to time, but today his face remained expressionless.

The more Zhang Mao looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong, so he shook his head and decided to leave.

When I returned to the Yamen, I saw the jailer who had come to report that day passing by. The jailer said hello, but Zhang Mao just nodded.

Zhang Mao walked a few steps, stopped suddenly, turned around and pulled the jailer to a secluded place, and whispered: "What are the symptoms of the skin painting technique, please tell me."

The jailer explained the symptoms of skin painting in detail.

Zhang Mao calmly asked the jailer to leave, quickly returned, found Luo Lao'er from Yingfu Team 3 again, then took a quick detour, pretended to go and met Luo Lao'er, and carefully observed Luo Lao'er's eyes.

The whites of the eyes are slightly dark, and the boundary between the pupils and the whites of the eyes is cloudy and blurred.

"has a problem!"

Zhang Mao walked away in a stroll. When the people from Yingfu Team 3 were gone, he quickened his pace and came to the street patrol team to find the captain Ai Zongwu.

"Captain, there is a problem with someone from the third team of Yingfu! It's like this... Yesterday Luo Laoer looked normal, but today he didn't eat, his movements were stiff, and he couldn't even smile... The last time I saw I looked into his eyes and I was sure that he must have been painted!"

Ai Zongwu thought for a moment and said: "Let's go, you can observe in secret with me."

The two secretly observed Luo Laoer and returned to the street patrol team.

"Captain, am I right?" Zhang Mao said.

"That's right. It's strange, why would a demon cultivator use the skin painting technique in the town? I've never heard of it before. The old night guard said that the main purpose of the skin painting technique is for the demon cultivator to hide his identity..."

The two looked at each other and their eyes flashed.

Ai Zongwu added: "The mayor has repeatedly ordered to investigate the magic cultivator, but it is interesting that the skin painting technique appears. Regardless of whether the magic cultivator is one of our own, this matter is not something we can decide. Let's go and follow I'm looking for Mr. Fu. The new Mr. Fu is also a disciple of the mayor, and he will definitely not turn against King Chu or the Third Yingfu Team. I told him that I would tell my sister, and he would never hide it. So if there is nothing wrong with the Third Yingfu Team, that's fine. Well, if something happens, the credit belongs to you and me."

"Captain, you are right. Those who can use skin painting are at least mid-level demon cultivators. We don't have to fight against them. If the mayor's disciples or other high-level demon cultivators take action and make an own goal, we won't be able to defeat them. When it comes to you, the most you can do is scold me."

"Don't worry, I won't let you suffer. Let's go."

The two of them found the new Mr. Fu together and explained what happened in detail. Ai Zongwu deliberately said that he would go back to Shangshan District to find his sister tonight.

Mr. Fu put a bamboo hat on his head and covered his face with a hanging white gauze. He nodded and said, "I understand. I will report this matter to Master."

After Ai Zongwu left, Mr. Fu tapped his fingers on the table and thought quietly.

He is aware of the conflict between the Yingfu Third Team and the Street Patrol Team. If there is friction between the two, it is a good thing for him, so that both parties will win over him.