People are among the Eight Immortals, starting from Painted Skin Ghost

Chapter 5 The Work of the Vulva

The next day, dawn.

The slightly drunken sunlight has not yet spilled into the room through the Xuan window.

Han Xiangzi got up and practiced cross-legged on the bed.

It has been a long time since he entered the Daoist sect, it has been four or five years.

The cultivation base is not so unpredictable, but it is much stronger than ordinary Taoist priests.

Relying on the nine-color lotus in his soul, Han Xiangzi practiced very fast and had many ways to save his life.

Over the years, he has met some Taoist masters, all of whom say that they have the qualifications to become immortals.

But becoming a fairy is difficult...

Ordinary Taoist people, if they want to achieve Taoism and become immortals, they have to spend more than three hundred years in the mortal world, at least.

Han Xiangzi started too late.

When he met Xianzhen in Zhongnan Mountain, he was already at the age of hair.

Among the Taoist sects, the age of the chief character can enter the door.

Even if you don't understand, being a Taoist boy by the teacher's side can also benefit your practice.

Han Xiangzi knows that there is too much gap with many of his peers in time, and he can only make up for it with hard work.

……

In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the house.

"who is it?"

Han Xiangzi stopped practicing and asked outside.

"Han Daoist, the slaves are here to deliver breakfast."

But it was Mrs. Zhang's personal maid, Cuizhi, who stood outside the door and whispered.

"Please come in."

Han Xiangzi got off the bed, straightened his clothes, and then spoke.

With Han Xiangzi's permission, Cuizhi opened the door, brought in the steaming breakfast and put it on the table.

"Han Daoist, please eat."

After doing everything, Cuizhi looked at the latter respectfully.

Last night, Han Xiangzi revived the dying young master. In her opinion, Han Xiangzi and Zeng Xianshi of Qingyun Temple are extraordinary masters.

Cuizhi has been with Mrs. Zhang for a long time, and she is a personal servant. She has met Zeng Xianshi.

She thought Master Zeng was far inferior to Daoist Han in terms of appearance alone.

"There is Miss Lao Cuizhi."

Han Xiangzi was not used to being served like this.

"Han Daochang speaks seriously, you rescued the eldest young master last night, and you are the great benefactor of the Zhang family."

"This is what slaves should do."

Cuizhi saw that the handsome Taoist priest in front of him was not only highly capable, but also polite, and his heart jumped for joy, and he talked a lot.

"Is Zhang Changwen awake?"

Han Xiangzi asked casually while drinking the porridge.

"The maidservant and the old lady guarded the young master all night, but luckily the young master woke up at Shenshi, and now he has taken the medicine and fell asleep again." Cuizhi replied.

"Healing from a serious illness, you should rest more. Where's Mrs. Zhang?"

Han Xiangzi nodded slightly, and asked again.

"The old lady is still in the side hall, letting the servants wait for the Taoist priest to have breakfast, please come over."

"In the side hall?"

Hearing this, Han Xiangzi froze for a moment.

Using his spiritual sense secretly, he passed the wing room, came to the side hall, and found that Mrs. Zhang had fallen asleep.

Aware of this situation, Han Xiangzi had expected it in his heart.

Today, Mrs. Zhang is doing business abroad, and the second son of the Zhang family is studying art abroad.

Only Mrs. Zhang is in charge of the house, and it is not easy to take care of the affairs of the house on weekdays.

In recent days, Zhang Changwen was on the verge of death due to being killed by demons, and as a mother, she had to miss her all the time, her mind was like a taut string.

It wasn't until Zhang Changwen was rescued last night that she could really feel relieved.

In addition, after guarding all night, it is no wonder that I am not sleepy.

Really pity the parents of the world.

Han Xiangzi was quite emotional.

"Pindao still has something to do later, so I won't see Mrs. Zhang."

Han Xiangzi thought for a while, and felt that it was better not to bother, so he told Cuizhi.

"Han... Is Daoist Han going to leave the Zhang residence?!"

Unexpectedly, after his words fell, Cuizhi panicked all of a sudden.

There was a look of worry on her delicate and quiet face, and she asked hurriedly, pinching the hem of her skirt tightly with her little hands.

She was afraid that she would not serve her well, so she neglected Daoist Han.

After all, people who cultivate the Tao have always seen their heads but never their tails.

Cuizhi worried that Daoist Han would not come back after leaving this time.

"Pindao went out because he had something to do, so he came back at night."

Seeing Cuizhi panicked, Han Xiangzi could not help but smile and explained.

Although the Painted Skin Ghost is dead, it did many evil things during its lifetime.

Not to mention anything else, the mere matter of skinning people is devoid of conscience, and both humans and gods are outraged!

Han Xiangzi picked up a lot of human skins in the locust tree cave last night.

He planned to visit nearby towns and villages, find those corpses, and sew their skins back by the way.

After death, people pay attention to returning the fallen leaves to their roots and being safe in the soil. Naturally, they also pay attention to leaving the whole body after death.

For example, if a person was disabled in life, it would be a taboo to bury him hastily if he lacked arms or legs.

As for losing human skin, that is even more important and cannot be underestimated.

The sewing of corpses is originally the work of the vulva.

But Han Xiangzi is a cultivator, and he knows some of the work in the vagina.

Taking care of this matter is naturally a no-brainer.

In addition, this is also a good deed, which will add merit to the body, and can make the nine-color lotus in the spirit and soul bear more lotus seeds quickly, so Han Xiangzi has to be more active.

Thinking of this, Han Xiangzi asked intentionally or unintentionally:
"Miss Cuizhi, do you know if any strange things have happened in Longshan County recently?"

"Strange thing?"

Cuizhi frowned, lowered her head and thought for a moment, then whispered:

"Responding to Daoist Han's words, I heard that many [-]-year-old women died at home for no reason in the past half a year. When they died, they had no human skin and were covered in blood. It was very scary."

"After the relatives of the deceased went to the county to report to the officials, the county magistrate immediately sent government officials to arrest the murderer. It's a pity that several months have passed and there is still no clue."

"As time went by, many people in the market heard that it was ghosts, so they went to Qingyun Temple to pray for Zeng Xianshi's magic talisman to guard the house."

"Miss Cuizhi, do you know how many people have their skins peeled off?"

Han Xiangzi asked the question he cared about.

"I don't know how many people, but I can assure you that there must be more than ten people."

Cuizhi shook her head, but couldn't answer, so she could only reply in general terms.

"There are so many, this Painted Skin Ghost really does a lot of evil."

Han Xiangzi was a little surprised, secretly thinking that the painted skin ghost is really harmful.

After breakfast, Cuizhi took away the bowls and chopsticks.

As for Han Xiangzi, he also left the Zhang residence.

He was going to the county government office to find the director of Longshan County.

If Han Xiangzi wanted to sew up those human skins, he had to find the corresponding corpses.

In this way, it is necessary to obtain the household registration of the reporter from the master of Longshan County.

……

Longshan County, county government.

Dressed in a light green robe, the master secretary, Chen Xian, was in the side hall with Wang Zhixian, who was not confused, and reported to the work:
"Wangzhi County, in our Longshan County this year, there are three more octogenarians, and two more scholars, especially He Shuxiu from Juyin Mountain, who can be said to be intelligent, quick-witted and quick-witted, and is expected to be a Jinshi."

"Everything is really the result of the magistrate's enlightenment. Report it to the mansion later, and Wang Zhixian is expected to be promoted."

At the end of the speech, Chen Xian congratulated with a flattering expression.

Unexpectedly, when Wang Zhixian heard the words, he gave him a blank look, and then cursed:
"Promotion, promotion!"

"The case of human skin involved as many as twenty-three of the dead, and there has been no progress so far!"

"When someone comes from the mansion to hold this matter accountable, it would be good if you don't take off the official's black hat. You still want to be promoted!"

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(End of this chapter)