Folk custom: At the beginning of the wedding, the bride takes off her painted skin

Chapter 4 Healing in the secular world [Please collect]

Under the midday sun, Li Daoxuan saw this scene clearly.

He couldn't help but panic, and said tremblingly: "If I say no, do you...do you believe it?"

"Believe it, you are the father-in-law of the slave family, why don't the slave family believe it?"

Bai Jiao's soft and waxy voice sounded from somewhere, but there was no trace of her at the door, leaving only a pool of blood.

Li Daoxuan held a rusty butcher's knife in both hands, knowing that something was wrong, and hurriedly moved towards the cheap daddy...the daddy was trying to trick someone!
In a hurry, he discovered that Li Peishan had actually got under the altar table where the ancestor's tablet was enshrined, holding the incense burner in his hand and muttering something in his mouth.

"Bless the ancestors, bless the ancestors."

When Li Daoxuan saw this scene, he knew that his father was unreliable and could only rely on himself.

"Huh... I'm a pig butcher, I have 31 points of combat power!"

Li Daoxuan could only comfort himself in this way.

But when he looked around, he didn't see Bai Jiao's figure anymore. There was silence all around, and he could only hear Li Peishan's heavy breathing.

Has it left?
Doesn't it dare to enter my Li family's ancestral hall?

"Son...Son, it's on you!"

Li Peishan almost shouted this sentence.

Li Daoxuan felt a faint cool breeze suddenly blowing by his ears, and then a piece of human skin spread to his neck.

He was shaking all over, but still gritted his teeth, passed the butcher knife around his waist with his backhand, and slashed his back.

A red shadow floated past, and the Painted Skin Ghost appeared on the altar table. It was dripping with blood, and only a piece of damaged human skin was still attached to its face. Its voice was still as weak as when they first met.

"My husband is so cruel. He promised to die as long as he died... Haha"

The voice was ethereal, and Li Daoxuan was already desperate. He held the butcher's knife in both hands and was about to strike at the painted-skinned ghost half lying on the altar table.

Taking a step forward, he suddenly felt as if he tripped over something and fell to the ground.

He looked down and saw a piece of... human skin wrapped around his feet!
The Painted Skin Ghost took off his human skin and wrapped it around his body.

What the hell kind of monster is this!

Li Peishan shouted again: "Son, the painted skin is its true body, cut it quickly!"

Li Daoxuan no longer had time to think about why the cheap daddy knew this. He held the knife in both hands and slashed hard.

The blood shadow flashed on the altar table, and the thing with human skin suddenly rushed in front of Li Daoxuan, holding his legs.

The scene before him changed and he blinked.

Li Peishan was kneeling in front of him, pleading: "Son, don't... don't kill him, he is your mother!"

Li Daoxuan felt as if there was a blood in his body, and his head felt hot. As soon as it came up, he stabbed forward with the butcher's knife.

"puff--"

The butcher's knife pierced the throat of "Li Peishan", and mist seemed to dissipate before his eyes.

Li Daoxuan's butcher's knife pierced the bloody man's face.

Tear apart the only human skin left on its body.

Looking at this scene, Li Daoxuan's stomach was churning. He turned over and pushed the bloody man away, only to find that the human skin originally wrapped around his legs had "eaten" all his clothes at some point. At this moment, he was Eat his calves.

"die!"

He suppressed his nausea, pulled out the butcher's knife from the bloody man's face, and chopped it off with all his strength.

"puff--"

The human skin was torn apart like paper with a slaying knife, and the screams of a dying man made people burst into flames.

The human skin fell to the ground and crawled toward the bloody man as if it had legs.

Li Daoxuan was about to cut this man's skin to pieces with a knife.

As soon as the light in the ancestral hall dimmed, a man holding a hammer appeared at the door. He grinned, the hammer was still dripping with liquid, and the clothes on his chest were also wet. He smiled with satisfaction.

"You can't eat him. How can Mr. Li, who has so much energy and blood, be eaten by you?" Maybe the things he experienced in the past two days were too subversive. Li Daoxuan was also concerned about Liu Tiejiang who appeared at the door. Not so surprised anymore.

His flesh and blood below the knees was bloody, and there were blood drops on his face, let alone his body.

But even so, he didn't feel much pain for some reason, just like...a small injury?
Li Daoxuan stood up with the butcher's knife, "Ghost decorator?"

When Liu Tiejiang heard the name, he panicked, then looked at Li Peishan who came out from under the table, and said with a cruel smile:
"It seems that you, Li Peishan, are also a liar. Your inheritance is clearly intact!"

Li Peishan also looked at his son in surprise... How could Daoxuan know this?
Li Daoxuan didn't care at this moment. He lowered his head and glanced at the human skin that he had split into two halves and was still crawling away.

"The Painted Skin Ghost wants to kill me, and you want to kill me too."

Li Daoxuan had a ferocious expression, holding a butcher's knife, and walked towards Liu Kai at the door with one bloody step at a time.

The latter was shocked when he saw Li Daoxuan's appearance, but he quickly came to his senses and weighed the hammer.

"The five turbidities have come, and if I don't find a seed foundation, I'm afraid I won't be able to live for long... You can't blame me."

Liu Kai held the hammer in both hands and struck Li Daoxuan's head first.

If he were an ordinary person, facing a blacksmith like Liu Kai who worked all year round, he might not have much chance to resist.

But unfortunately, Liu Kai is now facing Li Daoxuan after adding points.

He is fast, and Li Daoxuan is faster.

While avoiding Liu Kai's hammer, Li Daoxuan also slashed out the butcher's knife in his hand.

I don’t know why, but I looked at the rusty butcher knife, but it was very sharp when cutting people.

With one blow, most of Liu Kai's neck was chopped off, and blood splashed on Li Daoxuan's face.

He stared hard, his face was terrifying, and bloodshot eyes were clearly visible.

Draw the sword, and strike again.

Finally, under two swords, both pieces of Liu Blacksmith fell.

Li Daoxuan stood there, his temples bulging with pain. He could hear his heavy breathing and his heartbeat like a drum.

Like crazy, he ran over to the human skin and scratched it with all his strength.

He didn't know how many cuts he made, but he felt as if all the anger in his body had been vented. The pain in his head subsided slightly, and he realized what he was doing, and then he saw the scene in front of him clearly.

"vomit--"

The smell of blood filled his nostrils, and he couldn't bear it any longer. He put his hands on the ground and vomited.

I don't know how much time passed, but until he almost vomited out the bile, he fell to the side and lay in a pool of blood.

He stared blankly at the spider webs on the beams, thinking of nothing, but he seemed to have thought of nothing.

Text finally popped up on the panel, proving that he was not dreaming.

[In the chaotic world of the five turbidities, you actually killed the painted ghost and the half-finished ghost decorator in your first attack. It seems that you are still very suitable for surviving in this world. Your survival points are +20 (white). 】

Li Daoxuan didn't even look at it, and directly added this survival point to his energy and blood.

Suddenly, a warm current surged through his body. He felt as if he was a little more energetic, and his rotten calves were also itching at the moment.

Is this recovery?

Is it the function of Qi and blood or the ability of the [Pig Butcher] profession?

Li Daoxuan had no energy to think, and words appeared on the panel again.

[The world is chaotic, and the five turbid evil spirits killed in the world are actually rare materials, and they have many unexpected uses. 】

[Oh, the shameless owner of the butcher’s shop is collecting your trophies. Don’t panic, pick up the butcher’s knife in your hand and stab him! 】

Li Daoxuan, who was lying weakly on the ground, found that his cheap father was holding the broken human skin with his hands, his eyes full of joy and madness.

Liu Kai's head, which had been chopped off by Li Daoxuan, suddenly said something.

"How do you think Painted Skin Ghost got into your Li's house?"

(End of this chapter)