The Secret Way of Immortality

Outside the prison, Zhao Shuli's face was filled with anxiety. He moved to go into the prison, but turned back before reaching the iron gate.

According to the time, the fire workers should have almost transported the first batch of corpses back.

But there was no good way, he had to wait patiently.

After a while, dozens of yamen runners scrambled out of the iron gate.

Zhao Shuli breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to reprimand them, but noticed that these yamen runners were all bailiffs, not even one fire worker.

He stepped forward and grabbed one of them, asking, "What happened inside?"

The bailiff knelt on the ground with weak legs and said in a hoarse voice, "Underground…came…screams, Qian Han went to see, those fire workers are all dead!!!"

"Where's Qian Han?!"

The bailiffs pushed out a thin figure: "Here, here…"

Zhao Shuli picked him up and asked, "Speak quickly."

Qian Han muttered to himself, "The human skin is alive, they are eating people, none of the fire workers who wanted to come out survived."

"I understand."

Zhao Shuli turned and walked towards the prison guards. He was full of anger. Wasn't it said that the strangeness in the prison had been cleaned up? How could there be a large number of casualties?

But when he walked to the three prison guards, looking at the indifferent eyes under the bamboo hats, he swallowed back what he wanted to say.

The prison guard standing in the middle said in a slightly old voice: "The time to take action has not yet arrived. As for the dead yamen runners, the silver for compensation will be doubled after it's over."

"Well… okay."

Zhao Shuli flung his sleeves and left with a livid face.

The old prison guard waited until Zhao Shuli was far away, then he looked at the prison guard beside him with cold eyes, his tone full of murderous intent.

"Li Yaoyang, how many strange things are still hidden in the prison?"

Li Yaoyang chuckled, then spread his hands and said, "Old Song, how would I know…"

Before he could finish speaking, Song Zongwu suddenly punched him to the ground, his aura exuding a tangible form.

Li Yaoyang was not annoyed at all, but continued, "Old Song, the prison restricted area is formed by the 'Human Skin Book'. The strange things inside have the ability to possess people."

"If something happens to us and the restricted area continues to expand, I don't know how many people in Sanxiang City will die," the prison guard holding a long sword said, his voice surprisingly a woman.

Song Zongwu did not strike again. He calmed down and asked, "So what is the situation in the prison now?"

"Wait a moment."

Li Yaoyang sat cross-legged on the ground, then a rustling sound came from the ground, and then a centipede crawled out.

The centipede was the size of a palm, covered in dark purple armor, and looked extremely poisonous.

Li Yaoyang gently picked up the centipede, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it without hesitation.

"It can be confirmed that there are still three fragments of human skin."

Song Zongwu's bones made a colliding sound. He was like a hungry old wolf, grinning and saying, "When do we take action?"

"Don't worry, the human face has not appeared yet. It may be hidden in the cracks of each brick. If we don't find the source of this strangeness, the restricted area will never be broken."

Song Zongwu's face darkened: "Are you afraid that I will die inside?"

"That's not it, but I'm just afraid that Old Song, you will lose control and start a massacre."

After Li Yaoyang finished speaking, he looked at the woman: "Miss Bai, please don't draw your sword, so as not to hurt innocent people."

"So my swordsmanship is so strong."

…………

The prison was filled with an atmosphere of despair.

Everyone's expressions were numb. Although they didn't think it was Bo Feng's responsibility, they didn't have the leisure to comfort him.

Maybe they would die soon and become human skin mummies.

Ren Qing didn't want to sit still and wait for death. He closed his eyes and recalled the details he had seen before.

Bones, human skin, hay, and a few centipedes crawling on the walls…

Centipedes?!!

There were no rats in the prison, indicating that there could be no living things in the restricted area, so where did the centipedes come from?

Ren Qing thought of the prison guards he saw outside. Could it be some kind of spell-formed eye?

"Human skin…human skin…human skin…"

Ren Qing couldn't help but mutter a few times, and suddenly his mind moved slightly. He realized that those human skins should be able to piece together into a whole.

"Could it be that the human skin is not complete, so the prison guards are waiting for something?"

It seems that the human skin is not afraid, they are just driving the survivors to a dead end, and then gradually eating away at them.

After vaguely guessing the answer, he decisively summoned his information stream. Just as he was about to consume his lifespan to choose the branch of the No-Eyed Method, there was an exclamation beside him.

Xiao Wu couldn't suppress the fear in his heart. He grabbed Ren Qing's arm and said, "Brother Qing, I just saw the human skin, they haven't gone far."

"Don't show panic."

Ren Qing narrowed his eyes, fearing that there was no time to advance to the Double-Pupiled. The human skin had already targeted the only threatening self…

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"Remember, don't leave the stairs."

Ren Qing drew a short knife shining with cold light from his waist, and then carefully observed every corner to prevent being suddenly attacked.

The rest of the people didn't realize anything at all, and were mostly in a trance.

Time passed little by little, Ren Qing had already finished eating the pig eyes in order to maintain his strength, but the human skin still seemed extremely patient.

We must turn passivity into initiative.

Ren Qing closed his eyes, revealing a look of exhaustion, and then listened carefully.

A human face slowly crawled in the cracks of the wall bricks. It seemed to smell the blood and couldn't help but stick out part of its body.

At this moment, Ren Qing opened his eyes and locked on the human face while exerting force on his feet.

He stabbed the human face with a knife, directly nailing it to the wall.

The human face twisted, appearing extremely resentful. The blade cut a hole in its body, and blood oozed from it.

Hiss hiss hiss…

The human face instantly pounced on the crowd beside it. Ren Qing could capture the speed, but his body couldn't keep up.

A fire worker lost his life before he could react, and after absorbing one person's life, the human face recovered from its injuries.

It stared at Ren Qing again, while the remaining human skin crawled into the stairs.

The fire workers panicked and ran in all directions, and there were already stampedes and injuries.

Dozens of figures swayed.

Ren Qing only felt a chill on his arm. The human face had already merged into it, but it did not absorb flesh and blood, but instead quickly drilled towards his head.

"Damn it."

Ren Qing stabbed himself several times with a dagger but couldn't stop it. Instead, he felt that the human face had reached his neck.

At this moment of crisis, the information stream actively appeared in front of him.

【Human Skin Book】

【Created by the eunuch Huang Ling. To practice this method, one must completely peel off the skin, take a specific medicinal primer to regrow it, and repeat it seven times to complete it.】

【Can consume one year of lifespan to master the exemption from the cost.】

Ren Qing didn't even consider how much lifespan he needed. He directly chose to confirm, and suddenly a tingling pain arose all over his body, becoming more and more intense over time.

After the human face discovered that Ren Qing had an aura of the same origin, it hesitated for a moment.

In this instant, the white-haired old man broke through the wall and rushed in. He directly tore off the human face from Ren Qing's neck.

Fortunately, the human face had not merged into the flesh, otherwise it would at least be a serious injury.

"Step back half a meter, I am Song Zongwu."

Song Zongwu's image was like a demon, with six eyes on his face and extra arms under his armpits, his body covered with strong muscles.

Next, part of the world view will be unfolded, and the readers can also look forward to the Human Skin Book.