Daoist has facial paralysis

Zhou Yibei took a look at the wound on his finger, and forced a trace of black air from it.

That black hair is the Gu left by the murderer, it will take effect when it is stained with the blood of the target, just like a monster that kills when it sees blood.

Unlike Maoshan's Taoism, it seems that this person has learned very complicated spells, and he may have gone mad and become a lunatic.

A few days later, when Lao Li was cremated, his hair disappeared, and he disappeared in the morgue of the police station as if the world had evaporated. Now all the clues are broken, and the murderer is still at large, hunting innocent people to make his human skin clothing.

"Gu Shu..." After Zhou Yibei participated in the cremation, he returned to the hotel and sat on the sofa, holding a glass bottle in his hand. There was a strand of black hair slowly squirming in the bottle. A few hair Gu found on his clothes.

He looked at it for a while, opened the bottle, scratched his hand and poured a drop of blood into it. The blood was eroded by black silk and turned into a strange force.

Fa Gu rushed out of the bottle in an instant and ran towards his eyes. Zhou Yibei popped out a fire talisman and hit the black silk. A section of the black silk was burned, and retracted into the bottle in panic, as if alive. .

Zhou Yibei put the cork on the bottle, looked at Heisi, his eyes showed obsession... Gu skills...

Suddenly felt a tingling pain in his chest, Mr. Zhou Xiaodao casually put the glass bottle on the table, lowered his head and pulled out his jade talisman from under his clothes. A few drops of blood were stuck on it. There is a very shallow cut... Strange, a piece of jade without edges and corners can cut people?

Zhou Yibei glanced at the jade talisman in bewilderment, but when he raised his head, he found a strange scene. The black threads shrank into a ball and kept trembling, as if he was afraid of something. Zhou Yibei took off the jade talisman and took it out. As it got closer, the black silk trembled more violently, shaking the whole bottle with it.

This jade talisman is usually useless, why is it suddenly so powerful today?

Zhou Yibei brought the jade talisman closer, and suddenly saw a flash of light in the jade talisman, he frowned, what was that just now?This jade talisman was brought back from outside by Zhou Que for his fifth birthday. Could it be some secret?But Zhou Que will not harm the only seedling in his family.

"Go...leave him..." A deep roar rang in my ears, it was that kind of hallucinatory voice again... Zhou Yibei frowned, the voice seemed to come from the jade, and only he could hear it ... This voice appeared again and again, what was it trying to tell me?

The wound on the fingertips accidentally touched the jade talisman, causing a sharp stabbing pain. Zhou Yibei instinctively shook his hand, and the jade talisman fell to the ground, creating a crack. Blood seeped in along the crack and turned into a very pale A jade spot.

"Knock, knock..." There was a knock on the door suddenly, the hotel already had vacancies, and the Daoist of the Southwest had booked the room next door, and Yi Bei subconsciously thought that it was the Daoist who came and knocked on the door.

"Master..." Zhou Yibei opened the door, and was stunned when he saw the waiter pushing the cart, "I didn't ask anyone to come up."

The waiter with very short hair showed an unnatural smile, as if someone pulled his skin and flesh to force it out, "Mr. Dong next door asked us to bring it up."

Uncle?Zhou Yibei couldn't see the details clearly during the day, so he just glanced at the red wine in the ice bucket on the cart, "Bring it in."

"Well," the waiter stiffly pushed the cart in, walked all the way to the living room, and froze like a wooden man.

"... Put down the wine and go, I can open it myself," Zhou Yibei noticed the strangeness, and looked at the strange waiter warily.

The waiter suddenly let out a terrible "chatter" laugh, picked up the wine bottle and smashed it at Zhou Yibei's feet, the white mist dispersed instantly, the waiter covered his mouth and nose, and stared at Zhou Xiaodao who was caught off guard Long fell to the ground.

"Xiao Jiang, did anyone order something on the [-]th floor just now? What are you doing on the [-]th floor?" The waiter who was waiting for the elevator on the next floor walked into the elevator with two pieces of laundry to be washed, and glanced at Xiao Jiang pushing He didn't pay much attention to the cart, and the other party didn't talk to him, so he frowned, why is Xiaojiang a little strange today?

The waiter holding the clothes glanced at Xiao Jiang's face next to him. The weird smile on it made him shudder, and he murmured in his heart, "Isn't he bewitched? I heard that there is a master living on the twelfth floor... ...It's really evil."

The two of them went downstairs one by one, and no one started talking again. When they got to the first floor, the waiter watched Xiao Jiang push the cart towards the back door, felt frightened, and hurried to the laundry room.

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"Hmm..." Zhou Yibei woke up, feeling dizzy and tingling, his hands and feet seemed to be tied and he couldn't move.

"You're finally awake..." A gloomy voice came to my ears, a thin man with two pieces of belly sewn up was sitting on a dirty chair with blood on his hands.

He is the murderer?Zhou Yibei glanced at the belly in the man's hand and came to a conclusion, "Why did you catch me here?" While speaking, he saw clearly the third person in the room, that strange waiter, who had been disemboweled right now. Stomach, lying in a narrow bathtub.

"What do you think?" The prisoner bit off the thread in his hand and looked at the two pieces of belly that had been sewn together, "I got tired of wearing the leather jacket last time... You said that I should sew your leather on the leather jacket this time." Where?" The man chuckled twice, put down the things in his hand, picked up a pair of scissors and walked to Zhou Yibei.

Yi Bei leaned back and watched him cut open his clothes, the cold air touched the skin, and the pores shuddered one by one.

Hands covered with grease and blood stained from his chest to his lower abdomen, Zhou Yibei felt a disgusting feeling, and looked at the man coldly, "Is your own skin not easy to wear?"

"Me?" The man paused for a while, then smiled suddenly, and took off his turtleneck sweater without hesitation. Horrible scars of severe burns were all over his body, like countless disgusting bugs burrowing into his skin. It used to be uncomfortable, "My skin is gone, give me yours...hehehe..."

Zhou Yibei glanced at his body, but didn't speak.

The man scratched his burned skin with a distorted smile, "I know you're a Taoist priest... You're helping the policemen arrest me, right? Killing you is a warning to those who arrest me, hehehe."

Zhou Yibei looked at the lunatic coldly, and remained silent with a slumped face.

"Hey...it's okay if you don't talk...you will scream out soon..." The man threw the scissors to the ground and took out Zhou Yibei's hair glass bottle containing hair poison from his trousers pocket, "You seem to be interested in poison I'm very interested in the spell, let me tell you...this thing is the most evil spell in the world...hehehe..."