The young man picked up the beauty's skin, looked at it carefully for a moment, then smiled condescendingly at the frightened Shu Yun: "My human skin is really pretty."

After finishing speaking, he carefully folded the beauty skin and stuffed it into his bosom.

Ji Zhuo glanced at the young man, ignored him, stretched out his hand and pulled out the long nails that nailed the limbs of the dead body to the case, and turned the dead body lying on the case over. The dead body was obviously murdered while awake. Skinned, his facial muscles were extremely distorted, his eyebrows and eyes were crowded together, his eyes were wide open, and his mouth was wide open. It could be vaguely seen that he was the father of the young man.

People connected by blood died so miserably, the screams must have been loud when they were skinned, no wonder the young man was insane, escaped with great difficulty, and accidentally stabbed the innocent person to death.

Seeing that none of the three present paid attention to him, Zhang Qing retreated slowly without a trace. His right foot had already stepped outside, and his right hand was also covering a mechanism, ready to close the secret room, but unfortunately his left foot was still there. Before he could step out in the future, a seven-inch long iron nail flew straight towards him, pierced into his flesh and bones, and firmly nailed the instep of his left leg to the ground. He struggled a bit, He gasped in pain, and under severe pain, his right hand accidentally pressed down on the mechanism.

The door of the secret room came down suddenly, Zhang Qing couldn't react in time, she only withdrew her right hand, but her right foot was firmly pressed by the stone door.

Shimen weighed a thousand catties, and Zhang Qing's right ankle was crushed to bloody flesh and bones all at once.

Zhang Qing was in so much pain that she couldn't even utter a sound, she opened her mouth and then clenched her teeth.

His whole body was sweating, the weather was cold today, he was wearing three shirts, the outermost one was covered with thick cotton, but within a short while, these three shirts were drenched with sweat .

Ji Zhuo walked up to Zhang Qing, and asked lightly, "Where are the fourteen human skins?"

Zhang Qing's complexion was pale, he took a breath, and replied with difficulty: "All the people were killed by the old relatives, and the skins were all skinned by the old relatives. It has nothing to do with me. I was just entrusted by you to take fourteen people's skins. The skin was buried with the corpse of the wolf, and now that the human skin is lost, how can I know the whereabouts of the human skin?"

Ji Zhuo pointed to the body of the middle-aged man on the case, and said: "This middle-aged man probably disappeared at Shenshi yesterday, and at Shenshi yesterday, Old Qi was already dead."

"Really?" Zhang Qing chuckled, "Who told you that old Qi is dead?"

The old Qi was killed by Shen Jimo, and Ji Zhuo saw the old Qi's body yesterday, how could it be fake?

Seeing Ji Zhuo's suspicious expression, Zhang Qing raised her head and laughed loudly: "Although Lao Qi is dead, he is not completely dead."

He clapped his hands and said triumphantly, "I'll let you see him, he misses you too."

Immediately afterwards, the east wall was quickly moved away, and there was a hidden compartment inside, about three feet wide and five feet long, and the person hiding in this hidden compartment turned out to be an old relative.

Old Qi jumped out from the hidden compartment and stood upright. He was covered with wolf fur and his bones were distorted. At first glance, he was almost the same as a wolf except for his face. Corpse spots, because there is no fur to cover them, are extremely eye-catching.

Zhang Qing slapped again, and ordered: "Old Qi, you kill this Liu Qi first, and then kill Ji Zhuo and Shu Yun."

Just now, Shu Yun was so frightened by the dead body and the human skin of Liu Yu that he fell to the ground. Seeing the old Qi approaching him, he finally stood up and stepped aside.

The young man didn't retreat at all. He stroked his fingertips that were not touching Dan Kou, raised his eyes and smiled at Zhang Qing: "Zhang Qing, do you think that making Lao Qi into a zombie can protect you well? You are too much." Naive."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, the boy's fingers pierced through the fur and inserted into the old Qi's heart, pulling out the heart vigorously, and all the blood vessels connected to the heart were cut off obediently under his pulling.

The old Qi had been dead for many days, his heart was almost black, and there was still a stench, the young man frowned in disgust, and threw the heart on the ground with a wave of his hand.

Then the young man raised his head and stared at Lao Qi with confidence, but unfortunately Lao Qi only trembled, but did not fall down.

"Do you think that if you take Lao Qi's heart, he will be completely dead?" Zhang Qing said with a smile, "Even if you chop him into minced meat and minced meat, the minced meat and minced meat will try their best to finish my life." The order—to take the lives of the three of you!"

While speaking, Old Qi had already started to move. He raised an ax hidden under the desk, and slashed at the young man neatly.

The boy's footwork was smooth, and he easily dodged it.

The old Qi pushed forward, and the ax fell down again. The young man quickly picked up a chain hanging on the wall and held it against the old Qi's axe. The chain was invincible against the axe, and the chain had already been born. Rust is about to break.

The rest of old Qi's left hand also held the handle of the axe, and with both hands they exerted great force, trying to split the boy's head in half.

In the blink of an eye, a sword light suddenly lit up behind Old Qi.

The sword was so bright that the young man closed his eyes involuntarily, and when he opened them again, he saw that Lao Qi had been cut in two, with intestines dripping from both cuts.

Old Qi's upper body fell at his feet, his face remained unchanged, and he even held the ax firmly in his hand; his lower body fell three feet away from him, his feet kept kicking the ground, trying to stand up .

Ji Zhuo withdrew "Tired Cloud", glanced at Zhang Qing, turned around and began to search the secret room.

He searched for about a cup of tea, but did not find the fourteen human skins, and he confirmed that there is no secret room in this secret room except the one where Lao Qi is hiding.

All he found was a box of iron nails, four daggers and a large bag of powder.

The iron nails are sharp and bright, and they are used to nail the victim to the case; among the four daggers, three of them have curled edges, obviously used a lot, and they should be used for cutting human skin and cutting There are no skin corpses; and a large bag of medicinal powder, eight out of ten is drugged.

Ji Zhuo picked up a little medicine powder with his fingers and looked at it carefully. At this moment, both parts of Lao Qi's body jumped up at the same time. The ax in the upper body of his body was slashed at Ji Zhuo's face, while the lower body was using sharp nails. Grab towards Ji Zhuo's heart.

Ji Zhuo focused on the medicine powder, and didn't notice Lao Qi. He heard Shu Yun say "be careful!" Fang turned around and managed to avoid it, but the clothes in his heart were scratched, and a large piece of his outer and middle clothes were torn , and even a seam was scratched in the obscene clothes.

Before he could stand still, suddenly, the whole secret room vibrated, and with the vibration, a gap was formed in the stone door, and more and more gaps were densely embedded in the stone door, but within a few snaps of fingers, the stone door was shattered into a pile of stones A lot of stones fell on Zhang Qing. Because the bones of his right foot were broken below the ankle, his left foot was nailed to death by Ji Zhuo with an iron nail.

The dust aroused by the stones diffused, and all four candles were inserted on the nails on the wall, and there was no light left outside. For a while, everyone could only vaguely see a person standing outside the secret room.

Ji Zhuo looked intently and called out: "Shen Jimo."

When the voice fell to the ground, the man walked in calmly, looking at his eyebrows, it was Shen Jimo.

Shen Jimo was wearing a scarlet shirt with a fox fur over it. The jacket was slightly longer, with about eight inches of satin at the hem.

He is holding on to a flute, which is green, making the crimson color of his body even more gorgeous and attractive.

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