I cross you in the world of mortals [Rebirth]

Seeing that everyone present was shocked, Zhang Qing had tears in her eyes, and she said in a grievance, "I am really helpless. If there is another way out, I would not use such a vicious method. I originally just wanted to stay here Looking for an errand in Liuyun Inn to support my old mother at home, unexpectedly, I was trapped here for three years. My mother is over sixty years old and is not in good health. I lost my father when I was young. I haven't married a wife in my thirties, and now my mother is the only one at home, how can I rest assured, no matter what, I have to go home."

Zhang Qing's words were so affectionate that they made people cry, but Shen Jimo was unmoved at all. He said coldly, "You have to go home. Don't tell me all the people you killed were unaccompanied?" For no reason? What are you going home to do with your hands covered in blood? If your mother finds out about what you have done, won’t you be afraid to drive her to death?”

Zhang Qing was at a loss for words, and after a long while, she murmured: "I really have no choice..."

"You are forced to do so, so we deserve to die?" The young man played with an iron nail, hooked his lips and smiled, "Why don't you try to be skinned alive? I will peel it slowly. Will be as rude as you and your old relative."

Zhang Qing couldn't help but glanced at the corpse placed on the case, and suddenly, the dying groans, vicious curses and undignified pleadings of the man four hours ago sounded in his ears.

He felt both excited and refreshed at the time, but now if he were to be the skinned person, he was so frightened that every part of his body, even the crevices of his bones, was filled with fear.

"Miss Liu, let me go... if you let me go, I will tell you the whereabouts of the fourteen human skins!" Zhang Qing begged, while hugging the boy's calf in a fawning manner.

The young man kicked him in disgust. The kick was so powerful that Zhang Qing's head hit a piece of gravel the size of a washbasin. On the face, the other side of his face that was not stained with blood was as pale as a dead man.

Unconsciously, the young man stretched out his hand to take an iron nail, pierced Zhang Qing's right hand and nailed it to the ground without hesitation. Yun's shoes, which had been washed and dried the day before, were stained scarlet.

"Your life is in my hands now, what qualifications do you have to bargain with me?" The young man took out an iron nail from his sleeve and said with a half-smile, "Your left foot and right hand have been nailed to death, and the right foot and right foot are still missing." left hand."

Zhang Qing was in severe pain, and cried out in a low voice. When the cry fell to the ground, he saw a bright iron nail pressing against the back of his left hand. He shrank his hand desperately to a crevice of gravel, and stared at Ji in despair. Zhuo and Shen Jimo said: "Young Master Ji, Young Master Shen, you can save me."

Ji Zhuo was looking at the kit carefully, heard the sound, handed the kit to Zhang Qing's nose, and asked, "Where did this kit come from?"

Zhang Qing didn't dare not answer: "Three years ago, the owner of the Liuyun Inn disappeared. I found this kit when I searched his room. I thought it was just a joke. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be true."

Three years ago, among the thirteen residents in the Liuyun Inn, except for Zhang Qing and Shu Yun, none survived, and the owner of the inn disappeared. If the owner of the inn was not the culprit, he had already been killed.

Ji Zhuo then asked: "Do you know the origin of the owner of the inn?"

Zhang Qing shook her head and said, "I don't know at all."

Suddenly, Shu Yun stood up suddenly, walked up to Zhang Qing, and said in a daze, "I heard you mention the owner of the inn, but I couldn't remember his face at all. I only vaguely remembered that there was such a person. It taught me a lot, such as how to welcome guests, how to deal with guests' difficulties..."

"You said it like this..." Zhang Qing thought hard for a moment, then said in surprise, "I can't even remember his face."

It seems that the owner of the inn is eight out of ten the culprit. He must have tampered with the memories of Zhang Qing and Shu Yun, so that neither of them can remember his face, but in any case, the most important thing right now is to find Return fourteen human skins.

Shen Jimo thought like this, and said softly: "If you can't remember it, don't think about it, Zhang Qing, why don't you think about the whereabouts of those fourteen human skins first."

"Mr. Shen, if you rescued me, I will tell you the whereabouts of the fourteen human skins, and I will never break my promise." With the fact that Zhang Qing only has fourteen human skins, he will not say it easily.

"Fine." If not, Zhang Qing would rather die than reveal the whereabouts of the human skin. With a wave of Shen Jimo's sleeve, the gravel that was pressed on Zhang Qing's body obediently moved to the side. After he went, the nails embedded in Zhang Qing's right hand and right foot also came out and fell to the ground.

The young man was unwilling to see this, but the fourteen human skins were in Zhang Qing's hands. If Zhang Qing didn't say whether he was dead or alive, what could he do with Zhang Qing?

He clenched his fists tightly until the nails on his palms were crushed, and then he loosened a little.

Zhang Qing's right foot was bloody and his bones were shattered. Although his left foot was no longer bleeding, it was still badly injured. Therefore, even though there was no gravel on his body, he could only collapse on the ground.

Shen Jimo reached out and touched Zhang Qing's acupuncture points to prevent him from fainting due to excessive blood loss.

Zhang Qing took a breath and said, "Ah Yun, please help me up."

Shu Yun hesitated for a while, but still helped him up as promised.

Zhang Qing swept Shen Jimo, Ji Zhuo and the young man one by one, and said, "I'll take you there."

Shu Yun helped Zhang Qing to walk up the stairs with difficulty, and when he reached the entrance of the stairs, the sweat beads on Zhang Qing's face had washed away all the blood on his face.

Zhang Qing pushed Shu Yun away, and got out of the stove first, and then his fingers touched a spot of oil on the side of the stove.

The next moment, the entire stove began to collapse with a "boom", and then the stairs also collapsed. In the blink of an eye, the entrance to the secret room was firmly blocked, and Shen Jimo, Ji Zhuo, Shu Yun, and the young man The four of them were all buried under the head, and it was unknown whether they were alive or dead.

The deafening sound pleased Zhang Qing. He stared at the gravel, raised his head and smiled and said, "Just now you treated me like a fish and humiliated me in every possible way. Now I see that you will come out with your life."

After looking at it for a while, he came up with another idea. He struggled to lift the vegetable oil bucket that had fallen to the side, poured vegetable oil into the gap in the stove, then reached out and grabbed the half-burned candle that was placed aside, and lit the vegetable oil.

The vegetable oil immediately lit up, the dazzling flames illuminated the kitchen as if it were daylight, and also illuminated the madness on Zhang Qing's face.