My master is invincible

Chapter 1077 Human Skin Coffin (43)

As soon as Fatty Guo said this, all of them looked behind me, staring at my back in panic and panic, and You Tianming tremblingly said: "Nine... Nine... Brother Nine, there is something behind you."

Now, I was a little curious, so I asked him: "What?"

He trembled: "There are... blood marks!"

"Blood marks?" I muttered, and stretched out my hand to touch the back. It was wet and sticky, like some kind of liquid. When I held it in front of me, it was blood. This blood had a strong rancid smell. , especially the fingers that touch the blood, there is a faint itching feeling.

"Where did the blood come from?" I asked You Tianming.

Without saying a word, he took out his mobile phone, took a picture of my back, and handed it to me, "Ninth brother, look!"

I took his cell phone and saw it was a bright red palm print.

Heck, I've been tinkering with the tent just now, where did the bloody fingerprints come from, and more importantly, none of us were injured, where did the blood come from?
Just as I was in a daze, the old man led by Yang Dalong screamed, "Oh my God, it's a blood beast. The blood beast is here to claim my life."

Hearing this, I really wanted to laugh, what a society, even things like blood beasts can be pulled out, so I asked him why.

The old man trembled all over, shook his head vigorously, and remained silent.

You Tianming and I looked at each other, and You Tianming said, "Old man, we are all foreigners, just tell me what you know, I have 500 yuan, which is considered as labor fee for you!"

As he spoke, he took out 500 yuan and handed it over to the old man.

Not knowing what the old man was thinking, he opened the money and said, "Young man, you are trying to kill the old man!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

This made us anxious, and felt that all this was too weird, and was about to hold the old man to persuade him, how could we know that Fatty Guo rushed over, grabbed the old man, raised his fist, "Old man Guy, if you continue to play tricks here, believe it or not, the fat man will beat you to death."

When the old man heard this, he shrank his neck, looked up at Fatty Guo, and stared at us for a while, but he still didn't speak.

"Old man, with this money, it's a good thing to add some clothes to the grandson!" That You Tianming moved over.

"Don't say it, don't say that the fat man stripped you alive!" The fat man pretended to be fierce and said these words.

Looking at their actions, I was so drunk. One of these two people sang bad faces and the other sang bad faces.

"You...you...you will suffer retribution!" the old man timidly glanced at Fatty Guo, and hesitated.

"Before you get retribution, kill you old guy first, believe it or not?" That fat man Guo raised his hand and was about to punch him down. You Tianming grabbed his arm and blamed him: "Fatty man, why did you hit him? In case the old man is willing to speak, it will not be too late to do it when he is unwilling to speak!"

As he said that, You Tianming turned his head and looked at the old man, "Old man, my friend has a bad temper, you should always take the 500 yuan, so as not to hurt your friendship."

The old man stared at the two of them for a long time, as if weighing the pros and cons.

Seeing this, I secretly thought there was something wrong, so I gave Fatty Guo a wink.

Fatty Guo came over knowingly, raised his fist again without saying a word, and aimed at the old man's temple, ready to smash it down. I hurried over, covered the old man's head, and cursed at Fatty Guo, " Fatty, have you forgotten what happened in Aozi Village last time, that time you punched an old man to death, if it wasn't for your uncle's connection in the city, you would have shot him dead long ago."

The purpose of my saying this is to intimidate the old man. One is to imply to the old man that Fatty Guo has killed someone before and he is still an old man.

Sure enough, when the old man heard what I said, he quickly leaned towards me, "I say, I say!"

Hearing this, Fatty Guo secretly gave me a thumbs up. I knew what he meant, and I praised my bragging skills.

Hmm, bragging?

Afterwards, I asked Fatty Guo to stand far away, while the old man and I walked aside.

Perhaps the words just now cast a shadow on the old man's mind. He raised his head and glanced at me, with a hint of fear in his eyes, and asked me in a low voice, "Your friend really killed someone?"

I hummed lightly, and asked him straight to the point, "You said earlier, what happened to the beast being imprisoned down there?"

He glanced at the stone statue timidly, and tremblingly said: "About a year ago, the old man and his wife passed by the side of the stone statue, and heard the howling of wild animals under the ground, like the howling of wolves. Early in the morning, my wife just...just...died."

so strange?
Died upon hearing that so-called wolf howl?

This is too evil, right?I asked him, "How did you die?"

"Peel!"

When he said these two words, his voice trembled very violently, as if thinking of something extremely frightening.

As soon as I heard the word peeling, I subconsciously thought of a human skin coffin, so I asked him, "What happened next?"

He took a deep breath, glanced in the previous direction again, and said in a trembling voice: "Later, about three months later, the old man passed by the same place as another person, and heard that strange sound again, On the second day, the big man died again, and the way to die was to be skinned!"

Hearing this, I became more and more confused. Is there some kind of connection between wolf howling, skinning, stone statues, and cemetery?

After thinking for a while, I asked him, "Why are you all right?"

Speaking of this, a kind of pride flashed across the old man's face, and he couldn't help but raise his voice, "Because I am a carpenter!"

Ok?
carpenter?

What is the difference between a carpenter and an ordinary person?
The old man seemed to see my doubts, and explained: "The carpenter is the representative of the craftsmen, and was regarded as a god in ancient times, especially the Luban ruler and the ink fountain. It is something that monsters are afraid of, because this ink fountain concentrates human wisdom, and lastly, we carpenters have a sense of arrogance, and it is carpenters like us that some evil things are most afraid of."

Hearing what he said, I nodded thoughtfully. My father seemed to have said similar things before, saying that there are several types of people that ghosts and gods are most afraid of, and carpenters are the first among them.

Wait, what does he mean, the so-called evil thing is afraid of him, and didn't kill him this time?impossible!So I asked him, "Are you sure that's why you survived?"

He smiled, "Young man, don't underestimate the carpenter!"

After finishing speaking, he took out a Luban ruler from his body and raised it up beside me, and continued: "This Luban ruler is more effective than those Taoist talismans. If you don't believe me, when walking at night, hang a Luban ruler around your waist." Ruler, I will keep you safe."

(End of this chapter)