I have been painting skin in the cemetery for fifteen years

Nameless Tomb!

This is the largest cremation ground in the southern part of the empire. There are tens of thousands of graves, all of which are nameless people.

A house surrounded by tens of thousands of graves.

Lonely and desolate!

A man sat in the house, eating quietly.

He was covered in a cloak, his face was invisible, only a pair of dark eyes, like a weak flame.

Only his hands were exposed, but they were also wearing thin gloves.

His name was Ying Que, no one knew where he came from, he was the undertaker of this huge cemetery.

The door was opened, and several strong men came in carrying three coffins.

"Someone is alive, they all died today." Then these people left in a hurry, avoiding Ying Que like a snake.

Ying Que looked at the rice in the bowl, only two mouthfuls were left, hesitant for a long time, and put down the bowl and chopsticks.

There was no rush to eat, it was more important to do business.

He stepped forward to open the coffin, and there was a corpse lying inside, very embarrassed.

This is a male corpse, handsome and strong, still ferocious even after death.

This person died of a stroke, that is, he died of a stroke while doing that kind of thing.

Yingque changed a pair of thin film gloves, and tidied the appearance of the male corpse bit by bit, and put on decent clothes for him.

It took Yingque a whole hour to dress the male corpse and put on makeup.

The dead are always not very good-looking, but after Yingque's makeup, the dead's face is as vivid as if alive.

After doing all this, Yingque took out a pen.

The pen holder is white bone, and the pen head is made of unknown hair. It is completely transparent when not dipped in ink. There are more than tens of thousands of hairs, and these hairs seem to be alive, they will wriggle by themselves, and there are dreamy streamers inside.

Dip ink to paint, very seriously, extremely focused.

It took a whole hour for Yingque to paint a portrait of this male corpse.

It is totally unimaginable that a portrait can be so vivid, as if the person is coming to life from the painting.

The portrait is finished!

Suddenly, a ray of light floated out from the corpse and penetrated into Ying Que's body.

"Extract new abilities, XX will not fall!"

This male corpse was the top male star in the entertainment venue before his death, and he really has a skill.

After the portrait is finished, Ying Que peels the corpse. .

The tip of this bone is sharper than any sharp knife, flowing smoothly without any damage.

This process is called painting the skin.

The next step is to dissect and remove the bones. Ying Que's movements are fast, like a butcher cutting an ox. In just a short moment, he removed a complete skeleton.

This process is called painting the bones.

The last step is to extract the tendons, extract the tendons and veins completely, and place them on white paper.

It is like a wonderful painting, even full of postmodern beauty.

This process is called painting the veins.

After the whole set of processes are completed.

The tip of the bone pen stretched out suddenly, like a ghost's tentacles drilling into the flesh, skeleton, and tendons of the corpse, devouring it crazily!

Suddenly, the whole bone pen lit up with a dazzling light.

After devouring, the corpse turned directly into ashes.

Once the relic at the top of the bone pen lights up, it means that the three skills are complete.

Ten thousand corpses, feeding the bone pen to rebirth.

Ying Que wrote 9995 on the wall.

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Ying Que continued to bury the corpses, leaving two, a male corpse and a female corpse.

The male corpse was about fifty years old, very handsome, and very decadent. He jumped into the river and drowned, holding this black pendant in the shape of a dolphin in his hand.

The female corpse was as old as a dead tree.

The burial of the middle-aged male corpse was completed, and the portrait was completed.

Extract the memory of the deceased.

In an instant, a blue light floated out from the male corpse's brain and drilled into Ying Que's brain.

What a bizarre memory, such a lingering love, the Titanic of another world? It's just a tragic dark version.

The joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same, Ying Que doesn't care.

Next, bury the old female corpse.

It's still an extremely realistic and vivid portrait, as if a living person is coming out of the painting.

Extract the skills of the dead.

Suddenly...

The forehead of the old female corpse suddenly cracked, as if a third eye appeared.

It's so weird!

The blue light of this eye on the forehead almost turned white because it was too condensed.

The light condensed to the extreme, and then suddenly drilled into Ying Que's forehead.

"Extracting ability successfully, opening the eye of heaven!"

Ying Que was shocked.

It turned out to be opening the eye of heaven, which is really a skill that is one in a billion.

Every three-eyed celestial master who has successfully cultivated is a national treasure.

For a full fifteen years, he extracted countless skills. Some are very powerful, some are very useless, but this skill is still shocking.

Who was this old female corpse in her lifetime? Why did a three-eyed Taoist priest die here?

Ying Que couldn't help but use this ability.

His forehead suddenly burned, and he could see through layers of materials, see the mineral deposits and bones underground, and see the dead trees behind the wall. Seeing several treasures buried in the backyard, all materials showed different lights in his field of vision, like a giant X-ray machine.

This is a Taoist priest of the earth vein system!

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In the evening.

Ying Que wrote 9997 on the wall, and today's work was over.

Then, he sat quietly at the door, as if waiting for something.

Ying Que has been here for fifteen years.

He deals with corpses every day. Since his master left, he hardly talks to anyone. Everyone avoids him because he looks like a ghost.

There is only one person except him, who is Ying Que's only good friend.

As the sun sets, footsteps and affectionate calls are heard outside.

"Fifth brother, fifth brother, your third brother is here. You must be hungry!"

Then a young man came in, handsome and tall. He is definitely a handsome man in a million, even more beautiful than a woman.

After coming in, he sat directly opposite Ying Que, handed over a roast chicken, and poured wine for the two.

This noble man was dressed in white, but he also sat on the dirty and bloody ground, drinking and eating meat with Ying Que.

This noble man and Ying Que did not know each other's names.

Ying Que was the fifth brother in his family, and this noble man was the third brother in his family.

So, one was called the third brother and the other was called the fifth brother.

A pot of wine was finished.

The handsome and noble young man burst into tears and cried, "Fifth brother, do you know? My beloved woman got married, and the groom is not me."

Ying Que did not speak, but just toasted silently.

The handsome and noble young man said again: "I have loved her for more than ten years. For her, I fell out with my family. For her, I abandoned my newlywed wife in public at the wedding ceremony and ran away from marriage, wandering around the world."

"Eight years, I have been away from home for eight years. It was because she told me that she wanted to find something." After the young man finished speaking, he burst into tears.

Ying Que asked: "What is it?"

His voice was like a ghost, and his throat seemed to be burned by fire, which was extremely unpleasant.

The handsome and noble young man said: "A treasure, something you don't understand."

Then, the two continued to drink, and the young man got drunk and kept shouting the name of his beloved woman.

"Caiwei, Caiwei..."

"I gave up the family's wealth and glory for you, and gave up my beautiful newlywed wife. Why don't you wait for me? Why do you want to marry someone else?"

He cried and cried.

Yingque settled him in the room in the back hall, covered him with a quilt, poured warm water, took care of him meticulously, and then left.

The third brother suddenly grabbed Yingque's hand and said emotionally: "Fifth brother, in the past few years, you have accompanied me to eat every day and listened to my complaints. We are not brothers, but we are better than brothers."

For five years, the third brother came to deliver food to Yingque every day and stayed with him in this mass grave every night.

The two talked about almost everything and were as close as brothers.

Ying Que said, "Everyone sees me as if they see a ghost, only the third brother is willing to get close to me."

The third brother said, "My beloved woman is married. After completing the mission she gave me, how about I stay here with you? I don't want my wealthy family anymore. I will stay here with you."

Ying Que patted the third brother's hand and said hoarsely, "Go to sleep, third brother, you won't feel so bad when you sleep."

The third brother shed tears silently, and his emotional injury was hard to heal.

Ying Que left.

The third brother fell asleep, silently shouting, "Cai Wei, Cai Wei..."

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Ying Que staggered, hunched over, opened a secret door on the ground, and went into the basement to sleep.

Although he was a living person, he lived underground, like a dead person.

His room in the basement was very small, with only a box, a bed, and a mirror.

The candle was lit, and the basement was bright.

Ying Que came to the mirror, still hunched over, and took off his cloak.

Suddenly...

An extremely ugly and terrifying body appeared in the mirror.

There was no skin on his body, only red, bloody flesh, and blue veins.

It was like a ghost.

This kind of terrifying thing can only live in the cremation ground with corpses, otherwise, whether it appears in villages or towns, it will probably be beaten to death as a monster.

He was not born like this, but was skinned alive and buried in this nameless tomb fifteen years ago.

But for some reason, he suddenly came back to life one night and crawled out of the grave.

The person guarding the nameless tomb at that time was the previous generation of corpse bearers, a blind old man.

Perhaps because his heart was dead, or perhaps because he had seen too many things, the old man was very calm and pulled Ying Que out.

From then on, Ying Que became his apprentice, asking him to embalm corpses, teach him to carve tombstones, and teach him to make coffins.

The master and apprentice depended on each other for ten years, but they spoke no more than three sentences in total.

Five years ago, his master disappeared and never came back.

So, he became the new owner of the Nameless Tomb, managing tens of thousands of graves and burying corpses every day.

And this white bone pen was passed down to him by his master.

Not long after, the handsome third brother came and became Yingque's best friend.

In the past fifteen years, Yingque has buried 9,997 corpses.

Extracted the soul memory of 4,999 people and the skills of 4,998 people.

What skills are there? Completely countless.

From the first treasure of the Great Xia Empire's secret service organization, the mentally retarded Ah Bing's photographic memory ability.

From a certain gambler, the amazing gambling skills.

There are also famous singers, thieves, prostitutes, gangsters, jugglers, etc.

Most of these 4448 skills were forgotten by Ying Que himself, and he had hardly used them.

What he valued most were bone drawing, vein drawing, and skin drawing.

These three skills were the ones that could change one's fate.

The so-called martial arts talent was the root bone!

The reason why most people made slow progress in martial arts training was because their root bones were not good.

Once the bone drawing was completed, you could draw whatever root bone you wanted.

The attacking dragon was in the sky, the defensive black tortoise was on the ground, and the assassination lightning cracks. All of them were top-level root bones that were one in a million.

Not only could you draw root bones for yourself, you could also draw root bones for others, and change their fates against the sky.

What is a spiritual vein?

Alchemy, Yin and Yang Master, formation sorcerer, painting, calligraphy, music, and all other spiritual talents were determined by the spiritual vein.

There was only one in a million warriors with top-level root bones, but there was only one in a billion warriors with top-level spiritual veins.

The spiritual vein was the most brilliant light of civilization.

Once you have completed the skill of drawing veins, you can draw the most top-level spiritual veins in the universe for yourself.

Not only can you draw veins for yourself, you can also draw veins for others.

The top Nine Yin Mysterious Veins, Nine Yang Mysterious Veins, and Chaos Divine Veins in the universe.

As for the skill of drawing skins? !

For Ying Que, it is the most important.

After completing this skill, he can draw his own skin, become a normal person, leave this nameless tomb, go to human society, and complete his great mission.

The bone pen needs the nourishment of 10,000 corpses to achieve nirvana.

In fifteen years, Ying Que has completed 9,997 corpses, and there are three corpses left, and the task is complete.

For fifteen years, staying in this hell, neither human nor ghost.

There are only three corpses left to freedom.

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