Outside the prison, Secretary Zhao's face was full of anxiety. He moved to go to the prison, but turned back when he reached the iron gate.
According to the time, the pyrotechnics should have almost brought back the first batch of corpses.
But there was no good way, so he had to wait patiently.
After a while, dozens of government officials scrambled to escape from the iron gate.
Secretary Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to reprimand him, but he noticed that these government servants were all servants, not even a fireman.
He stepped forward and grabbed one of them and asked, "What happened inside?"
Zaoli knelt down on the ground with weak legs and said in a hoarse voice: "Screams... came from the underground. Qian Han went to see them. All the firemen are dead!!!"
"Where's Qian Han?!!"
The servants pushed the thin figure out: "Here, here..."
Secretary Zhao mentioned him and asked, "Speak quickly."
Qian Han murmured to himself: "The human skin is alive, they are eating people, and no one who wants to come out will be spared."
"I see."
Secretary Zhao turned around and walked towards the jailer. He was holding back his anger. Didn't he say that the strange things in the prison had been cleared away? How could there be a large number of casualties?
But when he walked up to the three guards, he looked at the cold eyes under the bamboo hats and swallowed back what he wanted to say.
The jailer standing in the middle said in a slightly older voice: "It's not yet time to take action. As for the dead government servants, the amount of money used for pension will be doubled after the end."
"OK, fine."
Secretary Zhao waved his hands and left with a livid face.
The old jailer waited until Secretary Zhao walked away, and then he looked at the jailer beside him with cold eyes, his tone full of murderous intent.
"Li Yaoyang, how many strange things are hidden in the prison?"
Li Yaoyang chuckled, then spread his hands and said, "Mr. Song, how do I know..."
Before he could finish his words, Song Zongwu punched him fiercely and knocked him to the ground, the aura exuding from his whole body was as real as the substance.
Li Yaoyang was not angry at all, but continued: "Mr. Song, the restricted area of the prison is formed by the 'human skin book', and the strange things inside have the ability to possess people."
"If we have an accident and the restricted area continues to expand, I don't know how many people will die in Sanxiang City." The jailer holding a long sword said, and the voice turned out to be a woman.
Song Zongwu did not take action again. He calmed down and asked: "So what is the situation in the prison now?"
"Wait a minute."
Li Yaoyang sat cross-legged on the ground, and then a rustling sound came from the ground, and then a centipede emerged.
The centipede is about the size of a palm and is covered in dark purple armor. It looks very poisonous.
Li Yaoyang gently picked up the centipede and put it in his mouth, swallowing it without hesitation.
"It is certain that there are still three fragments of human skin."
Song Zongwu made the sound of bones colliding all over his body. He was like a hungry old wolf, grinning and saying: "When will we take action?"
"Don't worry, the human face has not appeared. It may be hidden in the gaps of every floor tile. Unless the source of this weirdness is found, the restricted area will never be broken."
After Li Yaoyang finished speaking, he looked at the woman: "Miss Bai, you must not draw your sword to avoid hurting innocent people."
"So my swordsmanship is so strong."
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There was an air of despair in the prison.
Everyone's expressions were numb. Although they didn't think it was Bo Feng's responsibility, they didn't have the time to comfort each other.
Maybe they will die soon and end up as mummies in human skin.
Ren Qing didn't want to sit still and wait for death. He closed his eyes and recalled the details he had seen before.
Bones, human skin, hay, and a few centipedes lying on the wall...
Centipede?!!
Not even a mouse was seen in the prison, indicating that there could never be any living creatures in the restricted area. Where did the centipedes come from?
Ren Qing thought of the jailer he saw outside. Could it be an eyeliner formed by some kind of magic?
"Human skin...human skin...human skin..."
Ren Qing couldn't help but mutter a few words, and suddenly his mind moved slightly, and he realized that those human skins should be able to piece together a whole piece.
"One piece was hidden, so the jailer didn't take action?"
It seems that the human skins are not afraid of anything, they just drive the survivors to a dead end and then gradually eat away at them.
After vaguely guessing the answer, he decisively summoned his information flow. Just as he was about to spend his lifespan to choose the branch without purpose, he heard an exclamation from around him.
Xiao Wu couldn't suppress the fear in his heart. He grabbed Ren Qing's arm and said, "Brother Qing, I just saw human skins. They didn't go far."
"Don't show panic."
Ren Qing squinted his eyes, fearing that he would not have time to be promoted to a double-eyed person, and the human skin had already targeted himself, the only threat...
Promotion will inevitably lead to darkness, but even a moment's flaw will be taken advantage of.
"Remember, don't leave the stairs."
Ren Qing took out a gleaming short knife from his waist, and then carefully observed every corner to prevent a sudden attack.
The rest of the people were not aware of anything at all, and most of them were in a trance.
Time passed little by little, and Ren Qing had already eaten the pig's eyes in order to maintain his strength, but the human skin still seemed extremely patient.
Passivity must be turned into initiative.
Ren Qing closed his eyes, showing an exhausted posture, and then listened.
A human face slowly crawled through the cracks in the wall bricks. It seemed to smell the smell of blood and couldn't help but stick out part of its body.
At this moment, Ren Qing opened his eyes, locked his face and put strength on his feet.
He stabbed the man in the face with a knife and nailed him to the wall.
The human face was twisted and looked extremely malicious. The blade of the knife opened a gash on its body, and blood seeped out from it.
Hiss, hiss...
The man's face instantly rushed toward the crowd on the edge. Ren Qing was able to catch the speed, but his body couldn't keep up.
A famous fireman died before he could react. After absorbing one person's life, the person's face also recovered from its injuries.
It stared at Ren Qing again, while the remaining human skin climbed into the stairs.
The fire workers panicked and started to trample and hurt people.
Dozens of figures swayed.
Ren Qing only felt a chill on his arm, and the human face had blended into it, but instead of absorbing the flesh and blood, it quickly burrowed toward the head.
"Oh shit."
Ren Qing stabbed himself several times with the dagger without stopping. Instead, he felt that the face had reached the neck.
At this time of crisis, system flow took the initiative to appear in front of us.
【Human Skin Book】
[Created by the eunuch Huang Ling, to practice this method, you need to peel off the skin completely, take specific medicine to cause it to regrow, and repeat it seven times to complete it. 】
[It can consume one year of life, and the exemption price is controlled. 】
Ren Qing didn't even think about how much longevity he needed. He directly chose to confirm. Suddenly, he felt a numbing pain all over his body, which became more and more intense as time went by.
After Human Face noticed that Ren Qing had an extra aura of the same origin, it hesitated for a moment.
At this moment, the white-haired old man broke through the wall and rushed in. He directly pulled the face off Ren Qing's neck.
"Kid, you probably haven't heard of my name, Song Zongwu, the Four-Armed Yama."
Song Zongwu's image is like a demon, with six eyes on his face, four arms under his armpits, and his whole body is covered with strong muscles.