After I was resurrected from the dead, I turned from an old man to a peerless beauty

Viscous blood overflowed from the fragments of the pottery tripod on the ground, making the trembling candlelight in the room seem to be stained with suffocating blood.

A young man dressed in a Taoist robe, tied in a bun, and dressed as a Taoist boy looked at the mess on the ground in horror. Pink, gray and white pieces of flesh were scattered in the dark red blood, among which Some pieces of meat have lost their shape, but occasionally there are a few pieces, but the outlines of humans can still be vaguely seen.

Eyes, nose, ears, and fingers.

Judging from the color and smell of the wreckage, the corpse could even be said to be fresh.

The young man's face turned pale instantly, maybe it was because he remembered the slight warmth from the other side of the thick pottery tripod wall when he was holding the pottery tripod just now.Or maybe it was because he had already recognized that the predecessor of the body had entered and exited with him not long ago, and they called each other brothers.

At least this morning when the man was called to serve the "immortal", he was still a living, breathing and talking person.

"Oh... oh... what a careless little guy."

An old and hoarse voice came from behind Xiaodaotong.

Xiao Daotong's figure was stiff, and a drop of cold sweat slowly flowed from his temples.

"It's a little carelessness, please forgive me..."

Xiao Daotong turned around, faced the entrance of the dark room faintly exposed behind the curtain, and knelt down with a plop.

It turns out that the place where Tao Tong is now is in the Maya Abode in the palace, and the pottery tripod he smashed just now presumably is the leftover "ration" of the Penglai Sanren.

The Penglai old man was still the same as before, hiding in the dim dark room and making it difficult to see his figure, but when he spoke, the unconcealable stench and bloody smell were stronger than before.

"Oh, it's a pity, you little fellows are still not as good as Matsukaze."

Penglai Sanren said, with that quiet tone, at first glance, it seems that he regrets the apprentice who was killed by himself not long ago.

Hearing the words of the Penglai Sanren, the Xiaodao boy's face was as white as a paper doll newly made in a shroud shop, only the eye sockets were still a little red, as if he was going to bleed out of fright in the next second Tears come.

"Immortal... Immortal... Spare me..."

Before he finished begging for mercy, Penglai Sanren suddenly hissed in the shadows.

"Gong Ningzi, that little fox is really dying now. If it was decades ago, people like you might not be able to enter the Chizheng Mansion, but now they dare to let you come to me to do it like this!" It's a mission, haha, haha, it's funny, it's so funny."

Accompanied by the ghost-like sneer of Penglai Sanren, the already extremely dim candle trembled inexplicably, and there seemed to be some invisible thing in the air dancing along with its sound.

The frightened expression on Daotong's face gradually solidified following Penglai Sanren's words, and the bewilderment and fear in his eyes gradually became cold and calm.

With choking fear, the begging for mercy stopped abruptly, and in silence he raised his eyes to look at the dark room where the Sanren of Penglai could not occupy themselves all day long.

He stood up from the ground, and after stretching his figure, the thin young man who was ordinary and ordinary in the impression of others had a lean and slender physique.

In just a split second, the person standing there is completely different.

"Well, that makes sense."

The Penglai Sanren continued to laugh, even the sound of admiration seemed to be filled with viscous and foul-smelling poison from his throat.

The spy of the Chizheng Mansion who sneaked into the Maya Abode exuded a cold and murderous aura.

He didn't relax his vigilance a little because of the amiable admiration of the old monster. Under the wide robe, the muscles of his whole body were already tense... He was even a little too tense, because only he knew that his back There is a little bit of dampness in the palm of your hand.

Nobody can't be nervous, he thought.

During the time lurking in this so-called immortal abode, he saw too many unimaginable and appalling methods.I'm afraid that only Gong Ningzi, the master of Chizheng Mansion, is standing here, so that he won't be shaken by the monster that is so close at hand.

"Gong Ningzi sent you here to find out what I want to do."

The Penglai Sanren didn't care about the young man's silence, he muttered slowly.

"How about it, did you find anything..."

The spy who held the government office narrowed his pupils slightly.

The Penglai Sanren burst out laughing.

"I think at this time, your Master Gong should have guessed that what he wants is now in my hands."

Hearing this, the spy couldn't help but sneered: "It turns out that the so-called true immortals are also yearning for the elixir of life in this world. I thought that only those swindlers would be deceived by such nonsense. I got my mind."

"Liar? Hehe, you ordinary people really think that immortality is just a country legend? Stupid, stupid..."

The Penglai Sanren's laughter sounded more like the neighing of some kind of beast in the end, but of course the spy didn't care about it.The reason why he taunted and deliberately mentioned the "thing" that was robbed halfway was just hoping to stir up a wave of spiritual fluctuations in Penglai Sanren, so that he could find an opportunity to escape.

Sure enough, as he expected, Penglai Sanren can still pretend to be a so-called immortal on weekdays, but these days, as long as "that thing" is mentioned, they will become excited and almost crazy.At this time the spies started talking, Penglai Sanren couldn't hide his ecstasy and madness, weeping and laughing as he talked about immortality and resurrection from the dead.

The candlelight trembled more and more with the breath of Penglai Sanren, and the shadow cast by the curtain writhed like a living thing on the wall.

At this moment, the spy moved.

The dark shadow suddenly bounced towards a certain place on the roof like an arrow leaving the string, as fast as a ghost.

A long time ago, when the Maya Abode was being built, some people had mixed in with the artisans in the Chizheng Mansion, leaving a secret door on the roof of the main hall of the Abode.

And as long as he can reach the roof, the other Chizheng Mansion spies who were waiting on the palace walls around the Maya Abode before will naturally be able to clear a way for him to break out of the encirclement—the spies' steps are very steady and fast, so fast that it is just a matter of time. As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, he had already stepped onto the beam, and his fingertips had almost touched the secret door.

Then, his eyes suddenly went black.

The candles went out.

In the thick darkness, a fishy wind hit.

"Zizi-"

There was a wet and viscous sound, followed by a muffled thud.

The bloody smell in the room increased a bit.

"Hee hee, since it's a good meat shell delivered to your door, it's convenient for me to give it a try..."

The Penglai Sanren chuckled and said.

"Chick... Chick..."

Then, there was the sound of mucus rubbing against pieces of meat, as if something huge and wet was slipping from the main hall of Maya Abode.

Then, there was a short silence.

It was not until a quarter of an hour later that the pale-faced Taoist priest, who had been guarding outside the door of Maya Abode, heard a strange yet familiar, extremely weird order from inside the door.

"Come in and pack up."

The handyman and his companion glanced at each other, opened the door tremblingly, and walked in slowly.

Lighting the candles, the dim light once again illuminated the scene in the room——

The Taoist priests couldn't help but look at the man standing in the room.

A young man covered in blood.

"Well--"

One of the Taoist priests couldn't help but let out a low cry, and then took a step back towards the door.

He was frightened.

There was a clearly visible large hole in the young man's chest, and the handyman could even clearly see the forcibly torn ribs and the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys hanging outside the body.The gray cheeks, the blood overflowing from the nose, nose and eyes indicated the fact that the man was dead, but at this moment, the young man was able to stand firmly. Not only that, he even turned around and said kindly He said hello to the handymen who were almost scared out of their wits.

"Don't be afraid, it's not your fault that the mess here is messy, just clean it up earlier."

said the young man.

It's just that the place where he made his voice was not his throat, but the bloody big hole in his chest.

"boom!"

This is another handyman Taoist who stepped on the sticky blood all over the floor in panic, and fell to the ground with his buttocks.

They didn't notice it before, but since the man spoke, they naturally also noticed the mass embedded in the chest of the young man who should have been a corpse.

The..."monster" who was giving orders to them.

Deformed eyeballs, scattered teeth, and a net of red blood covered the pink brain.

The Penglai Sanren leisurely embedded himself in the wreckage of the spy of Chi Zhengfu, and manipulated this fresh corpse rather jerky.

This is the first time that this group of handymen actually saw the true face of the owner of Maya Abode.

of course……

Also the last time.

******

In the Tianxian Pavilion in Tingshui Town, Lin Mao shuddered slightly because of an inexplicable chill.

And the hands that were caressing his long hair also trembled slightly because of this little chill.

"Master caught a cold?"

Chang Xiaoqing stopped what she was doing, and asked with difficulty hiding her worry.

Before that, he was holding an extremely soft dry cloth, carefully wiping the moisture from his long hair.

"I'm going to order someone to cook a medicine and bring it up—"

There was another person who spoke almost at the same time as Chang Xiaoqing.

Of course, that person would only be Qiao Muyun.

Chang Xiaoqing, Lin Mao and Qiao Muyun were staying in the previous room at this time, but the atmosphere was more or less awkward.

After sending away the members of the Xisha gang, Lin Mao naturally ended his bath hastily.

It's just that his clothes fell into the water in the previous panic, and they were already wet into a ball and could not be worn. Qiao Muyun lent Lin Mao his clothes to wear.However, Qiao Muyun is tall and tall, while Lin Mao is now slender and petite. The clothes that fit Qiao Muyun's body just right are draped on Lin Mao's body, but they are empty. It took a long time, and it seemed that an outer shirt was worn out by Lin Mao.

If Lin Mao was just an ordinary person, this way of dressing would be somewhat ridiculous, but with his current appearance and demeanor, even this empty appearance that can't hold up clothes, also brings an indescribable charm out of thin air.

Qiao Muyun clearly knew that the young man in front of him was not the Mu Gongzi he was thinking of, but the moment Lin Mao changed his clothes and walked out slowly from behind the screen, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, his heart beating like a pounding.

Fortunately, there was Chang Xiaoqing next to him with piercing eyes, poisoned eyes, and a murderous glance, at least he didn't make the young master of the Qiao family lose his composure.

However, the atmosphere between Qiao Muyun and Chang Xiaoqing became more sinister because of the former's brief moment of stupefaction.

At this time, Chang Xiaoqing wiped his master's hair by himself, but Qiao Muyun didn't even avoid sitting next to the two of them, staring straight at Lin Mao.

Chang Xiaoqing coldly looked at Qiao Muyun countless times, only to see that this rambunctious young man had no intention of shifting his position at all. He paused for a moment, but the interaction with Lin Mao became inexplicably more intimate and tender.

The murderous aura on Qiao Muyun's body suddenly became much stronger.

The two wrestled out of thin air, refused to give in to each other, and did not know how many times they fought secretly, but Lin Mao, who was sandwiched between them, had a head as big as a fight, as if he was sitting on pins and needles.Fortunately, he often fell into such a situation when he was young, and now he still follows the example of his early years, watching the nose and the nose, not taking sides, pretending that he didn't notice the two people before. The undercurrent, as usual.