I cross you in the world of mortals [Rebirth]

One of the missing two people is an old relative with twenty beauty skins hidden in the suitcase, while the other is the beautiful Liu Qi.

If the person who peeled off these twenty human skins was really old Qi, and the one who took Liu Tiao abducted was also old Qi, then Liu Tiao's life might be lost.

Shen Jimo frowned more and more as he thought about it. He stared at the boy and asked, "Isn't Miss Liu just by your side? Why did she disappear?"

The young man's scalp was numb from Shen Jimo's stare, he became frightened, and he hesitated and said: "Ah Juan heard you talking about murder and skinning, so scared... I retreated to the window in fright, I thought... I thought she was just trying to get some air, but when I looked again, the person was gone."

The window the boy pointed to was the one at the end of the corridor. There are sixteen rooms in total on the second floor of the inn, and the old Qi's room is only two rooms away from that window. Such a short distance makes a living person lose his senses in vain. No one noticed it was gone!

Shen Jimo walked to the end of the corridor, opened the window, and saw that there was snow all over the mountains and plains outside. There were no footprints on the snow, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Afterwards, he said to Shu Yun, Zhang Qing and the young man, "Don't move around here, I'll go and look for it."

After finishing speaking, he said to Ji Zhuo again: "Please take care of these three people."

Ji Zhuo nodded and said, "Be careful."

Shen Jimo smiled and said: "Don't worry, I won't die easily."

When the words fell to the ground, Shen Jimo didn't know what kind of movement he used, and he disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Shu Yun stared at the place where Shen Jimo disappeared, and said anxiously to Ji Zhuo: "Young Master Ji, quickly chase Young Master Shen back, if it is really old Qi who kidnapped Miss Liu, Young Master Shen will be in danger! "

She has determined that the skinner is Lao Qi, and Lao Qi only picks beauties for skinning. If it is true that Lao Qi abducted Liu Yuan, then eight out of ten of him kidnapped Liu Yuan for skinning. Since Ji Mo was able to compare willow bowls to vulgar objects, he thought it was even more dangerous.

Ji Zhuo ignored Shu Yun, he stretched out his hand and carefully stacked twenty beauty skins, closed the suitcase, took out a spell from his arms, and slapped it on the seam of the suitcase.

As soon as the charm landed on the suitcase, it emitted a light, and the light was fleeting, and then Ji Zhuo pointed at the charm, and silently said a few words, sealing all the resentment inside.

Seeing that Ji Zhuo was unmoved, Shu Yun became anxious. She pushed Zhang Qing who was supporting her, rushed to Ji Zhuo, grabbed his lapel and said, "If you are really capable, then Go and chase Mr. Shen back, although I underestimated him at first, he is clearly a good man and he must not die."

If he wasn't a good person, how could he take the risk to find Liu Qi by himself?What's more, Shen Jimo himself is the most dangerous person in this inn.

Ji Zhuo laughed when he heard the words: "Don't worry, if the murderer is really Lao Qi, Lao Qi is just a mortal, how can he be against Shen Jimo."

After all, he broke Shu Yun's fingers apart. He didn't use much force, but Shu Yun felt that his fingers were like soft mud, and he had no strength at all, so he had to let go.

But after letting go, the fingers regained strength for some reason, Shu Yun glanced down at the five fingers on his right hand and said, "Master Ji, who are you?"

Ji Zhuo replied, "I'm just a passing cultivator."

Shu Yun asked again: "Then who is Mr. Shen?"

Ji Zhuo replied again: "He is a cultivator just like me."

Zhang Qing, who was originally standing against the wall, was overjoyed, and leaned over to Ji Zhuo's side and said, "Since both of you are cultivators of immortality, it shouldn't be a problem to arrest Lao Qi?"

The shivering young man also grabbed Ji Zhuo's hand and said, "Mr. Shen, can you find Ah Yu?"

Just at this time, footsteps came in a hurry.

Ji Zhuo, Shu Yun, Zhang Qing and the young man followed the prestige, only to see that Shen Jimo came back with a person.

The man in his hand was unconscious, and he should be old Qi by appearance. This old Qi was fat, and Shen Jimo carried it all the way, and then threw it lightly in front of everyone. It didn't seem to take much effort. No sweat.

Old Qi's face was flushed red, and the upper arm of his right hand was bleeding profusely. Zhang Qing rolled up his sleeve, and there were two rows of wounds on the exposed skin. Judging from the shape of the wounds, they were injured by ferocious beasts. The beast is naturally a wolf.

While Zhang Qing was checking the wound, the blood had flowed all over the floor, and the small room was filled with bloody smell.

The young man covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and subconsciously looked at the tightly closed suitcase. His chest was twitching immediately. He walked away quickly, barely walked out of the room, and vomited.

Zhang Qing covered Lao Qi's wound with his hands, turned his head to Shu Yun and said, "Ah Yun, take a jug of spirits and a clean muslin, and if there is any gold sore medicine at the counter, bring them as well."

Shu Yun was terrified of Old Qi, so she turned her eyes away. Hearing what Zhang Qing said, she subconsciously looked towards Zhang Qing. Zhang Qing's hand was covering Old Qi's wound, and the bright red blood flowed from the fingers. The bloody scene and the old Qi's face reminded her of the layers of beautiful skins in the suitcase. Although the old Qi is unconscious now, in her eyes, it seems that the next moment the old Qi Qi will jump up from the ground, and then skin all the people present.

She staggered in fright, and Shen Jimo reached out to support her. As soon as she stood still, she took a breath and said, "Old Qi killed a full 20 people for skinning... and there may be others The skin is hidden elsewhere, he is a murderer, what are you doing to save him!"

"The blood is bleeding so badly that it will be completely gone after a while. By then, this old relative will be a dead person." Zhang Qing said calmly, "This box of human skin is yours. It was found in the old relative's room, but can you be sure that it is the old relative's?"

Shu Yun was speechless by his questioning, at this moment, Shen Jimo who was standing beside her said softly: "Miss Shu, what Zhang Qing said is good, go and get the spirits, muslin and golden sore medicine." Come."

Shu Yun suddenly turned her head and glanced at Shen Jimo, and after a while, she still followed her advice.

Shen Ji's moxi-colored clothes were stained with blood, but he didn't see any distress. He walked outside the door and apologized to the young man: "I searched up and down, but unfortunately, I didn't find Miss Liu."

The young man's eyes became moist in response, he bit his lower lip and said, "Please trouble Mr. Shen."

He just vomited, his throat was sore, his complexion was deathly pale, and it was extremely difficult to say a few short words.

Shen Jimo waved his hand and walked to Ji Zhuo's side.

Ji Zhuo looked Shen Jimo up and down, saw that his face was tired, and asked aloud: "What happened to you just now, that your complexion is so bad?"

Shen Jimo pulled up a chair and sat down, smiled narrowly and said, "Master Ji, are you afraid that something will happen to me?"

Ji Zhuomian said expressionlessly: "It's I who insisted on you/cultivating immortals with me, so I can't see anything happen to you."

"It's also..." Shen Jimo grabbed Ji Zhuo's hand and rubbed it carefully. Before Ji Zhuo could get into trouble, he let go. Then, he looked up and smiled, "I was Chu Guan is alive and well, why do you insist on me cultivating immortals?"

He paused, asked himself and answered, "I'm afraid you won't be able to become an immortal without me."

When Shen Jimo spoke, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of charm, Ji Zhuo always hated it to the extreme, but for some reason, this charm was a little tired, but Ji Zhuo didn't feel disgusted, but rather ashamed.

That's right, Shen Jimo has already said that he doesn't want to cultivate immortality.

Ji Zhuo leaned down, looked at Shen Jimo at the same level, and said: "No matter what, I will protect you well."

It's really a beautiful love story to protect you, but it's a pity that Ji Zhuo clearly has no affection for him this time, so saying this is just out of morality.

It was wonderful.

Shen Jimo's heart was very cold, but his face flushed a little, and he said with a smile: "Then I have to rely on Mr. Ji."

On that side, Shu Yun had already brought spirits, muslin and gold sore medicine.

Zhang Qing first sprinkled strong wine on the wound. The wound was so deep that even the golden sore medicine was dripped on the ground with blood. After tossing for a long time, he managed to stop the bleeding. The sackcloth is properly bound.

Afterwards, he picked up the old Qi and wanted to put him on the bed. The old Qi was very heavy, and before he had taken two steps, he felt that he was about to lose his strength, so he had to say to Shu Yun who was standing there: "You help him?" Put it on the bed."

Shu Yun hesitated, just raised his foot, then put it down again.

Zhang Qing was so crushed by the old Qi that she almost fell down, helpless, she glanced at Shen Jimo and Ji Zhuo who were talking about something not far away.

Sensing Zhang Qing's gaze, Ji Zhuo walked quickly to his side to support Lao Qi.

The two helped the old Qi to lie down on the bed, and Zhang Qing took another basin of hot water to wipe the frozen face, hands and feet of the old Qi.

Before he finished wiping, he heard a soft voice say: "The snow has stopped."

It was Shen Jimo who spoke. He was leaning against the window. The window was slightly opened, and the cold air came in through the slits, making his fingers on the window sill a little red.

This snow started to fall yesterday before dawn, and now it is dusk, two full days and one dark night.

Ji Zhuo looked forward, and saw that the snow had really stopped, and there were a few fiery clouds in the sky, reflected on the snow, which were colorful and very beautiful.

Suddenly, a gust of wind rushed in through the crack of the window, blowing the dark ink-colored clothes violently.

Ji Zhuo closed the window and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you cold?"

Shen Jimo replied with a low smile: "It's very cold."

After a while, the fire and clouds burned out, and the night fell. There was no moon or stars in the sky, and it was terribly dark.

The five living people in the small room, a box of beauty skins, and the young man outside the small room were all plunged into darkness.