Twilight Boundary

"Making animals?"

Hearing these two words, Hu Ma felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart.

He subconsciously wanted to take a closer look, but he couldn't bear it. Just through the dim light in the hall, he saw that there was no skin on Wu He's body.

All he could see were scars and exposed muscle tissue. He could smell the rancid smell in the herbal smell, and this smell was all emanating from the festering wounds on her body.

She was the beauty that the workers in the outer courtyard thought about day and night, a beautiful woman that they only dared to dream about in their dreams, but she turned out to be a skinless person.

Or rather, there is.

The skin was hanging on the wall behind him, but it was a dog skin.

"She was transformed into an animal by humans using the method of making an animal."

The old shopkeeper's voice sounded behind Hu Ma, with a cold and angry tone, and a deep sense of guilt: "I can't help her, I'm not good at it after all, I tried my best, but I can only The dog skin was taken off for her."

"It's just that she can't live without herbal ointment and can't leave the house. She has to endure the pain of poisonous fire burning her body every day. If she can't bear it..."

After a pause, he whispered: "I can only put on that dog skin and live in the world as an animal."

"Before, it was all thanks to the sapphire ointment you sent that it made her feel a little more relaxed during this period. At least she was able to go out and get some fresh air."

"..."

"Sapphire ointment? That small piece of Tai Sui I gave you before?"

Hu Ma suddenly realized that when she gave the piece of Tai Sui as a gift, the old shopkeeper made no secret of it and asked herself if she still had it.

At that time, I was still thinking that the old shopkeeper was a little greedy.

But he didn't expect that that little thing would be so important to sister Wu He. If it were him, he would be even more greedy.

I didn't know what to say for a moment, so I just slowly exited the side room.

He looked up at the old shopkeeper and said, "Who did it?"

"It's this Tan'er religion."

The old shopkeeper said in a low voice: "A group of low-life people who specialize in shady activities, such as raising animals, harvesting, exorcising evil spirits, and practicing ghosts. They all learn some evil skills that lack great virtue."

"Perhaps, you have also been curious, why is it that in my village, I only have a bare-bones shopkeeper and no old assistants around me?"

"Haha, it's them too."

"Five lives, three disabled people, and a large number of blood-eaters are all thanks to them."

"..."

Hearing this, Hu Ma's heart actually moved slightly.

This is the murder case that Erguotou mentioned. Were those evil spirits attracted by this person called Tan'er Cult?

He wanted to find out, but he didn't know where to start and didn't want the shopkeeper to take the initiative to bring it up.

Even the old shopkeeper just sighed quietly and said: "What happened last year, I should have gone back to the city, but I begged all my old friends to intercede for me and insisted on staying in this village. , just to wait for these people to come back."

"Look now, it's almost here."

"Since one of them has appeared, it means that the other guys will be back soon. We didn't wait in vain..."

"..."

Hu Ma was a little confused about what happened last year and why the old shopkeeper had to wait.

But he knew very well that at this time, he should be in a state of ignorance, so he waited patiently.

But the old shopkeeper didn't say anything more. Instead, he suddenly turned to look at Hu Ma and said, "How is your practice now?"

Hu Ma's heart trembled slightly as he hurriedly untied the cloth strip wrapped around his left hand and said to the old shopkeeper, "Look."

"When I was fighting with that salesman, I got hit by a move and blocked it with my left hand."

"The needle should be highly poisonous, but at that time I was reincarnated as a dead person and stopped the circulation of my blood vessels, so the poisonous gas could not enter my body. Now, the wound is almost healed."

"..."

"very good."

The old shopkeeper took the oil lamp and took a look. There were only a few inconspicuous needle holes on the back of Huma's hand.

He breathed a sigh of relief, put the oil lamp back, looked at Hu Ma, and said seriously: "You have a calm temperament and the ability to be arbitrary. It is quite suitable for you to cultivate the door of a year-old person like us. This advancement is not slow."

"After you have finished exercising your left hand, you can then focus on refining your right leg. Once you have the ability to use both hands and legs, you will be able to help me..."

"He has said it before if he wants to help."

Hu Ma's heart moved slightly: "So he is not referring to the event of worshiping Tai Sui next spring, but to these people?"

His mind was spinning, but he said: "No matter what time, the shopkeeper's orders will be given."

"Not to mention your kindness in teaching the Dharma, it's just..."

"..."

Subconsciously, he glanced at the side room, paused slightly, and said, "It is my duty to do this to someone who is so evil."

This is not a lie. Reincarnated people are different from people in this world in many ways, but there are also some things where the same indignation creates a rare resonance.

There are always some limits that cannot be broken at any time as a human being.

For example, those who make livestock, gather and cut crops, whenever they see or even hear about it, they will feel a deep, scalp-numbing fear.

When the shopkeeper saw Hu Ma say this, he was slightly startled, and there seemed to be some surprise in his eyes.

In the side room, there was also a slight sound of water, which seemed to be Junior Sister Miaomiao trembling, vaguely mixed with her low sobbing.

The old shopkeeper seemed to be touched after listening to Hu Ma's words. After a long time, he looked at Hu Ma seriously and sighed softly: "Speaking of which, there are some things that I might as well clarify for you! "

"I teach you the method, but I don't want to be your master. I don't want the title of master and apprentice. Otherwise, it would be like using this title to kidnap you. For such a short time, even if you really call me master, I'm afraid you won't be able to support me. Please accompany me up the mountains of swords and seas of fire."

"Besides, let's make it clear. Earlier, the disciple I wanted to choose was not you, but Xu Ji..."

After a slight pause, the old shopkeeper looked at Hu Ma and said, "It's not because the gifts he gave were heavier, but because his family has fallen and he dared to swear a poisonous oath to serve me. Therefore, when those people When Xia Sanlan comes back, I can use him to fight for me..."

"As for you, I think you're pretty good. If you can survive, I'll give you a pass before I leave."

"..."

"Is there such a thing?"

Hu Ma was slightly startled, feeling a little strange, but when she thought about it carefully, she actually matched the attitude of the old shopkeeper.

"But it's all fate after all. If Xu Ji escapes too much, his life won't last long."

The old shopkeeper sighed and said: "In this case, speaking of it, I can only count on you."

"If those people don't come back, you just have to learn your skills and be your partner in this red light club. But since they are coming back, you can't get away."

"Originally, I didn't have to say it. You learned my skills, and in this village, you can't hide when they come. But when things get to this point, you might as well be more understanding. I'll teach you. Just to deal with them, are you willing to help me sincerely this time?"

"If you agree, I will not only teach you the Dharma, but I will also provide you with more blood and food to help you practice."

"..."

Hu Ma could feel that when he said these words, he stared at her, his eyes were heavy and oppressive.

He seems to be asking, can I really refuse?

So Zhuang Zuo thought for a moment and then said in a deep voice: "I still said the same thing."

"Even if the shopkeeper doesn't allow me to do this, I won't tolerate those people who are doing harm to nature."

"But the shopkeeper also knows how capable I am. All I can promise now is that I will do my best and help as much as I can."

"..."

This has been said to be true. Help is needed, but how does the old shopkeeper want to help him?

"What you said is quite good..."

After listening to Hu Ma's words, the old shopkeeper was slightly silent, but he also sighed and said: "Tan'er Cult is not that easy to deal with, and your current Taoism is not enough."

"But there is nothing we can do, we can only hold on tight!"

As he spoke, he opened a cabinet on the side of the main room, only to see that the upper and lower floors were filled with oil lamps.

He took out one from it, put it on the table, lit it, and said to Hu Ma: "Take it away, practice this leg earlier. With this hand and leg, you will have the ability to face these guys." , a little confidence to protect yourself.”

"From now on, eat this meal in the inner courtyard every night to get more blood food."

"yes!"

Seeing that he still didn't elaborate and didn't want to ask, Hu Ma could only agree and held up the oil lamp.

This time, unlike last time, his left hand became numb. Instead, his tentacles felt cool and his right leg felt slightly cold.

He knew that this seemed to be the way for people to stay on top of the year.

Those oil lamps are the parts that watchers should practice on. Each oil lamp has carefully prepared poison on it, which can kill the corresponding parts of a person.

And this is the reason why the old shopkeeper can only teach one person. Not to mention the supplement of blood food, each of these oil lamps needs to be carefully prepared. If one person uses it, the effect will not be good if it is used by another person. good.

To put it bluntly, for people who watch the New Year's Eve, killing part of one's body accurately and completely is itself a difficult problem in spiritual practice.

Of course, Hu Ma can actually save this step, but there is no need to say it.

After picking up the oil lamp, Hu Ma was ready to leave, but when she reached the door, she turned around, looked at the side room, and said, "Sister He, thank you for saving my life today."

"If you need any rouge, gouache, gold or silver jewelry in the future, just tell me."

"Ah, yes, I also have a jar of black ointment there, which was prepared by the people in our village."

"I'll send it over later. It must be helpful to you."

"..."

"Thank you...thank you Brother Huma."

Sister Wu He's voice came out after a while, with a trembling tone: "But please..."

"Don't tell anyone else..."

"..."

"Absolutely not!"

Hu Ma agreed and turned around to walk out of the room, but the old shopkeeper hesitated slightly and whispered: "Wait a minute."

Seemingly hesitant, he slowly took out an exquisite porcelain vase from his sleeve and placed it on the table.

Sighing lowly: "I won't use you in vain!"

"Since you agreed to help us, we will never hide anything from you. This is the best thing. You can take it back and recuperate!"

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