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Chapter 108 Just cut it off and peel it

 The whole body is blazing with soul fire, the filthy soil falls in the flames, and the bright blue flames burn in the eye sockets, making it look like the messenger of death crawling out of the ancient abyss. When its eyes focus on it, the old man

John felt like his whole body was frozen.

What on earth did I pick up a bunch of stuff? He must be dead, right? Old John muttered absentmindedly.

His legs were a little weak, but he was not frightened, but shocked. Old John was surprisingly not very scared inside.

It's just a matter of death. Anyway, I'm so old and my legs are lame. I have no hope for the rest of my life. Death is not a big deal. I just want my soul to be in peace.

It can only be said that young people in their fifties are ignorant. Young people in their nineties like Yin Coin will know that falling into the hands of undead creatures is not as simple as "death is the worst".

But what surprised Old John was that the gray skeleton that climbed up did not kill him, but only glanced at him with a tilted head, and suddenly conjured up a bag of grain and placed it in front of him.

Ah? What do you mean? Money to buy life? Old John has already determined that this skeleton will kill him, so any move made by the other party will be thought of in the worst possible way.

Exchange food for life? You are not stupid. If you agree, your life will be gone. Then the dead person does not need to eat, so the food can naturally be taken back.

When I was a mercenary, I heard similar legends. The devil will turn into a beautiful woman to seduce people's hearts, and use the beauty in exchange for something on your body. If you agree, the devil will take away the thing between your legs, leaving you with only

Can be seen but cannot be used.

Old John would not be fooled like this. He shook his head firmly and said, "I don't want food."

Ange was stunned, he didn’t want food? What should he do?

Usually when believers offered soul flames, he would return the food. Although the believer in front of him did not have strong faith and the soul flames were very weak, he continued to give them one after another along the way back, and he had enough to save one or two.

If you don’t want food, then you can’t get equal prices. What should you do?

"what would you like."

What do I want? I want to have enough food and clothing, hundreds of acres of fields, flocks of cattle and sheep, and a noble status. I want to be able to step on the Sheriff's face without him having to smile.

After thinking about it, Old John felt that it was too much, and said casually: "I want to cure this lame leg and then work as a mercenary until I am ninety years old."

This sentence was said in one breath. In other words, curing the lame leg, becoming a mercenary, and living to the age of ninety are connected. The main fear is that curing the leg, becoming a mercenary, and dying the next day...

….

Of course, this was just what Old John said casually. He didn't think that the skeleton he picked up casually could cure his lameness. In fact, instead of hacking him to death on the spot, he gave him a bag of grain, which was enough for Old John.

Very surprised.

Can you cure the leg? Ange squatted down and poked Old John's lame leg.

It was a calf that was bent outward. Judging from Ange's experience of having bones replaced more than a dozen times, it was due to the fact that it was not reset in time after the break, and the bone hyperplasia after healing caused the fracture position to bend, so it was lame.

This is easy to do, just replace the bones.

I looked around and thought, uh, where can I find suitable bones?

There are indeed other corpses buried on the ground, but they are all rotten and cannot be used if they are dug out.

"How about you cut it off, straighten it and put it back together?" Negris suggested, projected onto Ange.

"Oh." Ange took out the sickle and wanted to cut off old John's legs.

"Wait a minute, if you cut him directly like this, he will faint from pain and lose too much blood. You should first seal his perception and make him lose consciousness before cutting. Then seal the wound as quickly as possible to avoid excessive blood loss.

Uh, catch him and don't let him escape."

Before Nigris finished speaking, Old John had already hurriedly got up and ran out hobblingly.

He was just not afraid of death, not afraid of being cut. When he saw the shining sickle blade, he immediately had the motivation to run away. It would be so painful to cut that thing off.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Ange caught up with him as soon as he took a step and sealed his soul before he could scream.

In an instant, Old John lost control of his body. He watched helplessly as Ange put him aside, cut off his legs, cut open the outer layer of skin, broke off the bends of the lower foot bones, and trimmed off the overgrowth.

When the vision was straight, a few drops of unknown liquid were put on it, and then Holy Light was cast.

Seeing this, Old John has lost the ability to think. A skeleton releases holy light? This is definitely holy light, because as the holy light shines, the lower leg bones that have been cut and chipped are joined together.

Already.

Not only the calf bones, but also the cut skin and flesh slowly healed, turning into a straight and intact calf.

Make a gesture with the calf and thigh and trim off the excess. The half of the calf is like a melon in the hands of the skeleton. It feels uneven when weighed. Cut off a little bit. Weigh it again. Still not flat? Trim off a little more.

After confirming that they were completely matched, the skeleton used the holy light to shine on the joints of the calf and thigh, then connected them together, and then used the holy light to shine on them.

The big and small legs that were originally divided into two parts have healed visibly.

Okay, it's done. Skeletons are better, just replace them with one. It's too troublesome for humans to replace bones, Ange thought secretly in his heart.

After regaining consciousness of his body, Old John didn't react for a while. He kept raising his calf in the air and looking at it. Only when his leg went numb did he stand up hesitantly and repeatedly stepped on the ground with his lame leg.

"It's really good? No pain? No bending? No lameness anymore?" His mouth was full of questions. For ordinary people, this is really a miracle that shocks the soul.

However, if he saw Ange restoring the angel skeleton from a skeleton to a dull little girl little by little, he would probably disapprove of this level of treatment.

Nigris was very disapproving and urged in Ange's soul: "Okay, okay, ask him if he is okay? Okay, let's leave here first and put on the hat. Your bones are too conspicuous."

Old John said with some worry: "It seems a bit short."

Is it short? It’s easy to handle. Just cut it off and add some essence to it to speed up its growth. Ange took out a scythe.

"No, no, no, it's not short, it's not too short. I'm used to being lame and couldn't get used to it. It's not short, not short." Old John's face turned pale, he waved his hands quickly, and even jumped a few times to show off his legs.

The scene just now had a huge impact on his soul. Cutting it off and then reconnecting it, this was an ordinary scene to Ange, but it was enough to scare ordinary people to the ground.

Old John can speak eloquently now, which is already a benefit that makes him happy with his long legs. He wants to do it again? He would rather have his legs half an inch shorter than do it again.

But it is true that he is used to being lame and is not used to it for a while, just like someone who suddenly loses a piece of his tooth and is not used to it and always wants to use his tongue to push it.

Well, now that it was 'equivalent', Ange felt relieved, put on his hat and prepared to leave.

The habit of 'equivalence' is not mandatory, but it was developed when he was still confused. If he doesn't do this, he will be very uncomfortable and always feel like he has not accomplished something.

However, as soon as he put on the scarecrow hat, there was a loud noise outside the door: "Here, here, Pastor, this is the family that believes in immortality and enshrines many skeletons. They must be trying to summon skeletons. I don't know what those skeletons are."

It may have been cut from a living person."

A lame old man who helped bury ownerless corpses was said to be a demon who kills living people, cuts their bones, and summons skeletons.


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