The Trick of Longevity, Paper-cutting Becomes a Spirit

Chapter 44

Hearing Zuo Qiuling's words, Lu Qian's eyes widened suddenly, and he stopped turning his head behind him.

He had obviously checked with his mental strength, and there was neither dead nor living people in this room.

Why did Zuo Qiuling suddenly say that there were people standing behind him, how many people?

Lu Qian was originally sitting on the ground, but when he heard Zuo Qiuling's words, he immediately rolled over on the spot, got up, stood beside Zuo Qiuling, and looked back.

Seeing this, Lu Qian felt goosebumps bursting all over his body.

Where he was originally sitting, under the wall, there were indeed many people standing.

They lined up next to each other, standing neatly, forming a human wall.

The human wall extended to the corner, and on the other innermost wall, there was also a whole row of people standing, completely covering the wall.

These people all stood facing outwards with their backs against the wall.

They were all men of different ages, tall and short, fat and thin.

All of them closed their eyes and mouths and stood there motionless.

Where Lu Qian was sitting just now, there stood a man with a fat belly.

He just sat on this man's stomach.

Thinking of this, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Lu Qian's forehead.

He immediately covered his eyes with mental power and looked forward.

With a glance, Lu Qian was taken aback again.

These people have neither yang energy nor yin energy.

It seems that it is a long-dead corpse, and it is definitely not like a newly dead person.

However, looking at their faces, hands, and other exposed skin, they are very intact.

Not to mention rotting, there isn't even a speck of corpse, it doesn't look like a dead person at all.

At first glance, it looks like a row of people, standing there and falling asleep.

Zuo Qiuling stood up slowly, her teeth chattering and she said, "He...they...are...people...ghosts?"

In this dark and enclosed space, anyone who sees such a row of people standing silently and motionless at first glance will feel terrified.

However, at this moment, Lu Qian suddenly thought of something.

Instead he calmed down.

He took a step forward, walked to the place where he was sitting just now, and looked at the fat man face to face.

Then, she reached out and touched his big belly.

A very soft stomach, let alone a dead person, even if it is a living person, it is impossible for the stomach to be so soft.

It seemed that instead of meat, his belly was filled with soft hay.

Lu Qian bent down, picked up the steel knife he brought from the ground, and suddenly swung it out, cutting the fat man's stomach open.

"what--"

Zuo Qiuling was taken aback by Lu Qian's sudden movement, and couldn't help screaming.

But Lu Qian's next move shocked her back again and again until she reached the door, almost rushing out.

I saw that Lu Qian stretched out his hand, penetrated the belly he had just cut open, and inserted his hand directly into the fat man's belly.

Then, when he pulled his hand out, he grabbed a handful of dry weeds.

With a knife in one hand and weeds in the other, Lu Qian slowly turned around, faced Zuo Qiuling, and said with a smile, "It's okay, it's dry grass."

The knife in his hand had clearly cut a person's stomach just now, but there was no trace of blood on the knife.

The fire light illuminated his body, but when it hit his face, the light was a bit dim.

As a result, Lu Qian's face looked half-bright and half-dark.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile.

This smile fell into Zuo Qiuling's eyes, and there was an indescribable evil.

Zuo Qiuling collected herself, swallowed, moistened her dry throat, and then opened her mouth with difficulty, saying:
"Are you...really...all right?"

Lu Qian said: "It's okay, their stomachs are full of grass, if you don't believe me, look."

As he said that, he waved the knife casually again and cut open the stomach of the second person.

This time, the tip of his knife started directly above the man's chest, and cut open his chest and abdomen, and cut to the bottom.

Then, the man's entire chest cavity and abdominal cavity were split apart to two sides.

A large pile of hay gushed out of its stomach.

Then, from the waist up, half of its body was flattened, as if its stomach had been emptied, leaving only two skins.

The only remaining skin lost its support, and his body immediately fell down.

Lu Qian flicked his hand, stuck the steel knife in his hand on the ground, clapped his hands leisurely, and then sat down in his original position.

As he sat down, the firelight shone on his face, and it brightened immediately.

Zuo Qiuling took a closer look at Lu Qian's face, and was slightly relieved when he saw that he didn't seem to be showing signs of going crazy or going crazy.

However, after he sat down, behind his head was the man's big belly, which had been cut open.

No matter how you look at this picture, it's a bit weird.

Lu Qian waved his hand at Zuo Qiuling and said, "Don't be afraid, they are neither living people nor dead ghosts, nor will they turn into zombies."

At this moment, Lu Qian hadn't gotten over it, Zuo Qiuling was more afraid of him now than the "dead corpse" behind him.

Zuo Qiuling carefully observed Lu Qian for a few more times, and after seeing nothing unusual about him, she carefully walked two steps closer, slowly came to the campfire, and sat down slowly.

After a pause, she asked, "This...what's going on?"

Lu Qian pondered for a while, and said: "Simply put, they were hollowed out by the monster, leaving only a piece of human skin. Then they filled it with hay, and it became like this."

"Yes...is that so?"

Lu Qian nodded affirmatively.

If he hadn't been in Second Sister Wang's tofu shop, he had witnessed the whole process of her grinding tofu.At this time, he was afraid that he would be as suspicious as Zuo Qiuling.

But now...

There is no doubt that these people are all the "scrap" left over from the second sister Wang's tofu grinding.

As for why they came here, Lu Qian speculated that they should be guided by the second sister Wang to let them come here and "store" them by themselves.

Although it is a bit far from Wangjiaying here, it is not too far away.

It would be normal for Second Sister Wang to choose this place to put these "specimens" of corpses.

However, what Lu Qian didn't know was whether Second Sister Wang "put" them here, whether they were discarded at will, or for other purposes.

But it doesn't matter, at least, they themselves have no threat.

And Lu Qian, as long as he waits until dawn, he will leave this place and will not have anything to do with them.

After this accident, after regaining his composure, Lu Qian suddenly figured out a problem.

Then, he directly spent 390 potential points to raise the paper cutting skill to level three.

At the same time, his spiritual power has also risen to level three.

After the third level of mental strength, Lu Qian immediately felt a clear mind.

That feeling was like pouring water from a newly dug well on your head on a scorching summer day.

It's so cool, so refreshing.

He felt a little tired, but he recovered instantly.

After a brief recovery, he immediately unfolded the mysterious scroll in his mind.

What he cares about the most is the paper spirit that is created after the paper-cutting technique has been upgraded to level three:

【Land diving】

【Life: 18/25+】

[Realm: Mortal (45/50)]

[Potential Points: 5]

[Spiritual Power Level: Level 3]

[Spell: Paper-cutting Level 3 (0/1200+)]

[Paper-cutting level 3, with paper spirit types: Paper Xianggong, Paper Bride, Mingguang Armor, Yulei Shentu, Paper Boat]

[Spell: Mental Power Burning]

[Spell: Mental Power Perception]

[Zhen Qi: 20 wisps (0/10+)]

[Martial Skill: Lingwu Fist (Dacheng Level (0/1200+))]

【Swordsmanship: Jinling Swordsmanship (Advanced Level (0/80+))】

(End of this chapter)