The voice of the Sili lieutenant disappeared.
The lesson that needed to be passed on to the later generations by calling on the Xiuyue people had been said.
Wei Yuan was slightly absent-minded, and then he immediately felt tense.
The disaster of the painted skin caused at least hundreds of people to be devoured and turned into empty human skin!
This was in the ancient times when there were cultivators.
If such a monster were to run wild in the modern times that had mysteriously disappeared for a long time, it would definitely cause a threat far beyond that era. At this moment, Wei Yuan suddenly realized that the street in front of him, which had seemed alienated and unreal compared to his existence, suddenly became real.
He appeared at the door of the Liu family mansion.
In front of him was the daughter of the Tian family, who looked innocent.
Behind him were hundreds of painted skin slaves.
If Wei Yuan was just a passer-by and a spectator just now, and the surroundings were like a painting, then now he had also entered the painting.
Wei Yuan looked around and felt the clear hostility. He sighed and drew his sword.
Moon dew leaves shadows, Xumi illusion, since there is such a useful thing, Si Li Xiaowei will obviously not waste it.
In addition to passing on experience to the younger generation, it is also a good thing to increase the experience of bloody battles.
However, the kindness of the seniors is a little bit less important to Wei Yuan. Perhaps the Si Li Xiaowei who were so powerful in history and suppressed the monsters and gods never thought that there would be a descendant who was not as good as the demon hunters who got the crouching tiger waist card.
Facing the luxurious lineup of these two painted skins and hundreds of painted skin slaves, Wei Yuan slashed the eight-sided Han sword in his hand fiercely, and his body rolled backwards in embarrassment. When he stood up, the blade slashed horizontally, the so-called rolling knife technique, and his eyes quickly scanned the environment to find a place to retreat.
During this period, he often drove the military soul of the Qi family army, wanting to learn the experience of the latter's life and death bloody battles. Although he was not as good as the other party, he also learned a lot. At least if he was thrown into the ancient battlefield, he could come back alive if he was not unlucky.
Fighting one against many is absolutely unwise on the battlefield.
Control the rhythm and keep your distance.
Pay attention to your back and don't let the opponent have the opportunity to surround you.
You can face multiple enemies, but try to avoid the disadvantage of being attacked at the same time.
The experiences that were originally just words were quickly verified in actual combat, and the eight-sided Han sword in his hand became more and more sharp and concise. Wei Yuan sighed in his heart that fortunately the opponents in the Yuelu Liuying were all humanoid monsters, otherwise the skills of the veterans fighting with people on the battlefield might not be useful.
While moving quickly and retreating while fighting, Wei Yuan killed three painted skin slaves in the encirclement. He didn't remember how many he injured, but those painted skin slaves were like puppets, without any pain, just attacking him. In the end, Wei Yuan's hands and feet were still held down and he broke free from his sword.
Wei Yuan was still struggling, and a white shadow passed by.
The painted skin pounced on him at an astonishing speed.
Wei Yuan bit his tongue, and blood spurted out. It was the blood of the Si Li officer. The surrounding painted skin slaves screamed and retreated. The painted skin girl Tian was also sprayed on the face and screamed. Wei Yuan pulled out the dagger tied to the side of the officer's uniform, rolled on the ground and retreated. At the same time, he held the sword in his backhand and slashed horizontally.
The feeling of the sword cutting through the skin was extremely clear.
Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he felt a sharp pain.
The dagger in his hand had already cut off the head of the Tian girl.
But it was useless.
The Tian girl spread her arms and hugged his neck. Her soft body was tightly against him. Her ribs were like white swords, piercing her own skin, piercing Wei Yuan's chest, piercing his heart and lungs, stabbing out from behind, and then retracting one by one, as if to return to normal.
Crunch, crunch.
Wei Yuan's spine was pierced and broken by the other eight ribs.
His consciousness went dark.
.........
Real world.
Wei Yuan groaned, took a half step back, and covered his forehead. The stinging feeling took a long time to slowly recover. At this time, he finally remembered a problem that he had always ignored.
The painted skin was just a means for the Tian family girl to hide her identity. Her real body was the bone girl.
The woman who was bullied and humiliated in her life died with hatred and resentment.
It's just that the identity of the painted skin has been too well-known, which made Wei Yuan ignore this point. He just found the way to the painted skin in the illusion of Yuelu Liuying. Even if Yuelu Liuying could not leave the experience of the predecessors for future generations to check, he would probably suffer a great loss when facing the revived Tian family girl.
Wei Yuan smiled bitterly.
This is probably the so-called darkness under the lamp.
So things like experience inheritance are really important.
The Moon Dew Shadow has ended, and there are two merits left. If you want to open it once, you need to consume another merit.
Wei Yuan closed his eyes and thought about the battle he had just experienced. The means of the Tian family girl were to drive the painted skin slaves and the bone girl's bone spurs.
For the former, it is still unknown how many painted skin slaves like Fang Cheng there are in Quan City.
The latter is weird and unpredictable, and difficult to guard against.
Wei Yuan looked at the remaining two merits.
After thinking about it, he flipped through his current Taoism and what he could exchange for merits.
First of all, he needed a smart attack method to deal with the unpredictable bone spurs of the bone girl. On the other hand, he also needed a tracking talisman that could lock the bone girl at close range to prevent her from escaping again. The talisman was quickly selected. After the merits dissipated, the crouching tiger waist card emitted high temperature.
Longhu Mountain Thousand Mile Tracking Talisman
As long as the ghost has a wisp of energy, those with great magical powers can track it for thousands of miles and make it impossible for it to escape.
People like Wei Yuan can detect the breath of demons within ten miles.
Crouching Tiger Waist Card directly handed the method of making talismans to Wei Yuan.
As for the other one, Wei Yuan chose a double sword sword technique, which belongs to the category of magic sword, slaying demons and exorcising monsters. It was passed down by Zhang Daoling, the first generation of Tianshi in Longhu Mountain. It is the entry method of the male and female dragon and tiger sword technique, which includes the footwork derived from the Taoist Yu step, double sword sword technique, and the art of slaying ghosts, which is the Xuanyuan sword technique.
Because it was just created by Zhang Daoling casually for his disciples to practice, in preparation for practicing advanced magic.
The first generation of Tianshi's casual creation was quite concise, which determined that this sword technique only used one merit.
Crouching Tiger Waist Card dropped a talisman-like thing into Wei Yuan's palm, which contained the experience of practicing Xuanyuan Sword Art. With the trend of [Exorcism] magical power, he could skillfully use Xuanyuan Sword Art, but this thing would gradually disintegrate and last for a month at most. It was just to assist Sili Xiaowei to master the method as soon as possible.
Wei Yuan shook his hands, holding the Eight-sided Han Sword in his right hand and the Broken Sword of Ghost Soldiers in his left hand.
He drew his two swords out of their sheaths and stepped forward.
Draw the sword.
The Xuanyuan Sword was used as if it were his arm. The long sword was sharp and swift, the short sword was heavy and domineering, the offensive was continuous, and the footwork matched. For a moment, he felt that the whole room was filled with cold light, which pierced people's bones. Suddenly, it was retracted, and the sharp sword light dissipated again, and the two swords returned to their sheaths.
Wei Yuan exhaled a turbid breath.
He opened the door.
.........
The Qi Family Army soldier soul was guarding outside the door.
Wei Yuan asked, he scratched his head, and just answered:
"There is a murderous aura in the lord's room, I am a little worried."
Murderous aura?
Wei Yuan was slightly startled, and then he remembered that he was killed by the bone girl in the illusion just now, it should be at that time.
He nodded and said, "Thank you."
Then he found the female painter who died of poison, and used the exorcism technique to let her gather ghosts in his palm. While the memory was still clear enough, he found a few pens and quickly drew a picture on a white paper. It was a beautiful ancient beauty with slightly upturned eyes, a beauty mole at the corner of the eye, a golden hairpin and a charming look.
It was exactly what the Tian family girl looked like originally.
Wei Yuan looked solemn. In the illusion, Tian had been constantly repairing her face until the end, and she had lost her identity before she died. The bone girl was the demon that she was obsessed with and attached to her corpse before she died.
The obsession is so deep that it must have an obsession with this face that ordinary people cannot understand.
Through this, perhaps it can do something like waiting for the rabbit to come.
There are seven million people in Quan City, and I wonder how many look like this woman.
The water ghost leaned over and said:
"Sir, is this big girl your mistress? She is so pretty..."
Wei Yuan patted the water ghost and pushed him away, saying:
"Mistress?"
"I'm afraid that this mistress has no bones left, and her heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys have been torn apart, leaving only a human skin. Why don't you give it a try? Maybe as a ghost or monster, she doesn't dislike you?"
"Ghost?!"
The water ghost shuddered, smiled awkwardly and quickly retreated.
Wei Yuan took out his phone, unlocked it, and saw a video push. He was slightly stunned. He wanted to open it directly, but he saw that it was the man named Zhang whom he met twice today. After thinking about it, he opened the video and saw that it was a live broadcast room. The skinny man faced a pile of greasy meat dishes, concentrating and eating.
He didn't say anything exaggerated, just eating, eating continuously.
But just this simple action conveyed a message.
It smells very good, very hungry.
The water ghost next to him couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
This live broadcast makes even ghosts hungry.
The popularity and popularity of the live broadcast room are also rising.
It seems that his life has taken a turn for the better...
Wei Yuan looked at the avatar of the live broadcast room, which was a little girl's bright smile. He smiled, regardless of the look and reluctance of the water ghost next to him swallowing, cut out of the live broadcast room, and then called Zhou Yi's phone number.
"Hello, Officer Zhou?"
"I think I have a way to find the painted skin."