Thousand Face Demonic Concubine

The floor light dance carves the last stroke, the human bone flower under her finger finally completes. White Datura flowers, petal patterns are all lifelike, uncanny carving, hard to find in the world.

She tilted her head and looked at the third finished product in her hand. There was a bright light in her eyes. There was still one last step left.

"Wings." Lou Qingwu looks back and blinks in anticipation. The young man turned around and limped towards the corner of the room. He took back a white glazed porcelain bowl, in which the bright red liquid was preserved properly, even after a day and a night. Young hand in the past, found that the floor light dance did not pick up, he raised his head, beautiful face flashed surprised, "master?"

Lou Qingwu quietly takes back her sight, takes the bowl and rubs the edge of the bowl with her finger.

He looked attentive and serious.

She sighed and narrowed her eyes, but the coldness of her eyes slowly gathered. If she had arrived earlier that year, would wing have been like a normal person? Unfortunately, if only if, those people still live well, innocent people are still suffering endlessly.

However, after waiting so long, finally It's going to be a formal start.

"Hua La -"

the bright red liquid with a strong smell of blood splashed on the human bone flower.

The white Mandala seems to be suddenly alive, greedily absorbing the bright red liquid until it blooms into the most bright Datura Sanguinalis.

The flower of death, watered by blood, can bloom for a long time, can't it?

She loosened her hand, and the porcelain bowl fell to the ground, falling apart. The moonlight outside the window came in, dressed in white and spotless. Only the bloody Mandala in her palm seemed to have absorbed all the darkness, and the ghost was like, "wing, are you afraid?"

“…… I'm not afraid. " Compared with the greedy fear of human nature, what is so terrible about these dead things?

The town of Linyang is quiet at night. The moon light sprinkles on the city tower, that person skin painting which nobody dares to touch is more and more frightening. Lou Qingwu sat on the wall several feet away, squinting at the painting she was proud of. She looked lazy and happy.

She gently shakes her legs, dressed in a white skirt, like a spirit breaking into the world. The bloody Mandala blooms on her side, forming the ultimate contrast with her ethereal body.

"Dong! ——Dong! Dong! The weather is dry and the things are dry. Watch out for the fire

Zishi's play sound is not naturally sounded, floor light dance, the light of the eye is more eye-catching.

The guard of the city gate held his arm and was startled by the sound of the watchman. When the sound went away, he felt colder. He even felt a cold air coming up from his back, like

Hiss! He could not help shivering.

Don't scare yourself!

All of a sudden, there was a very slight sound from the top of my head. "Hua La - Hua La -" seemed to be some kind of agitation. I thought of the picture of human skin on the top of my head at the moment. The gatekeeper's Adam's apple rolled a few times and swallowed. But the sound became louder and louder. He could not help patting his chest to strengthen his courage. He slowly moved to the downstairs of the city and took a quick look up. When he saw that the man's leather painting was still hanging well, he finally breathed out a breath.

Back to the original position, the gatekeeper just wanted to close his eyes and squint for a while, but suddenly he heard the sound of footsteps. He frowned in surprise. Who is going to leave the city at this time?

When I opened my eyes, I did see a man, but unexpectedly, the man did not come towards him, but left.

Eh, when did this man appear?

He stood up straight and yelled, "Hey, who are you?"

The man didn't seem to hear it. He continued to walk forward. He was wrapped in a brocade robe and held a folding fan, which looked like a scholar.

This dress looks familiar.

The gatekeeper thought about it and called out again. This man is too suspicious.

This time, the man finally stopped, slowly folded up the folding fan, the movement is very rigid to turn around, showing a handsome face.

Tonight's moonlight is too good, the goalkeeper's vision is also good, so he can see the face clearly.

Looking at it, he suddenly widened his eyes, shaking all over like chaff.

"You..."

Pointing at the man, the gatekeeper was so scared that he lost two souls. Finally, when the handsome face suddenly grinned at him, he screamed out: "ah - ghost! The human skin painting has come back to life

Then, his eyes turned and fainted.

The man tilted his head, his bones creaking, turned around again, walked slowly forward, and soon disappeared at the end of the bluestone road.

Not far away, Lou Qingwu looked at the scene with a smile. Her expression was quiet and gentle. "Ah, it seems that it's very smooth." It's so smooth that she's not used to it.

The next day, just after dawn, the Yamen was full of onlookers. I didn't know what was going on. Someone beat the drum early in the morning.

"My Lord!" The gatekeeper is still scared, shivering and kneeling there, "little I saw with my own eyes the resurrection of the man's skin painting

As soon as the gatekeeper's words fell, there was a moment of dead silence around him.The resurrection of human and human skin portraits

Open Are you kidding?!

"Hiss." All of a sudden, a cold sneer came from the upper position. When people heard it, they found a man in armor sitting at the first place in the lobby. His brows were domineering, giving people a dangerous sense of oppression. The man coldly glanced at the magistrate Tan Wen, "Mr. Tan, is that how you solve the case? It's been one day and two nights since shedi disappeared. First of all, you told Ben that shedi was dead and skinned to make a human skin painting. Now what about human skin painting? If the painting of human skin is lost, will you tell Ben that he has risen again? Huh? "

Finally, cold Sen Leng scared Tan Wen to sit up straight. He didn't know, did he?

God knows that he almost took off his own black hat when he got the news yesterday. Three years ago, when Li Shen personally sent Mr. Li San to Linyang Town, he warned him openly and secretly. He didn't dare to say anything about all the bad things that Mr. Li had done for so many years, but But how can people die?

He was flattered by Li Jingsheng, the second son of the Li family, who was cold in front of him. He was also flattered by Li Jingsheng, the general of the third grade of the current Dynasty! Sure, sure

Li Jingsheng got the news from the school yard that he came here without taking off his armor. Even if there was only one human skin left after he died, he would see it with his own eyes!

Otherwise, let him go back, how to tell Dad?

The third brother was sent to Linyang town for only three years, and then he died suddenly?

He can't say that!

"I'll give you three days. I want to see people in my life and corpses in my death!"

"Yes, yes! I will try my best to track down the murderer

Li Jingsheng snorted and did not answer. He glanced around at the people who guessed his identity. However, when he saw a touch of white, his eyes shrank sharply. When the latter saw him looking at her, his eyebrows and eyes were still very soft. Instead of being afraid, he bowed his head. On the contrary, he was magnanimous and dignified. And when he saw the woman's face clearly, Li Jingsheng's eyebrows wrinkled even tighter. How could there be such a beauty in this small town?

The finger Yin is ruthless, "she, who is?"

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