The man looked up instantly, and it was Yang Xing.
The panic in his eyes flashed, and the next moment a strange smile appeared on his face. This smile was particularly cold, and at the same time there was an indescribable sense of resentment.
The hand hanging down was still dripping with blood, and the cloth strips and sheets wrapped around it turned completely dark red. The dripping blood formed a strange pattern on the ground.
The expressions of the two Taoist priests changed drastically, but before they could move forward, Blind Chen had already walked to Yang Xing's side and strangled Yang Xing's arm with one hand.
Liu Yushu followed closely behind and pinched Yang Xing's mouth.
When Yang Xing's jaw was grabbed, he was forced to open his mouth. His mouth was also a bloody mess. He spat out a mouthful of bloody spit in my direction and hit me with a "pop!" on the ground.
The next moment, Yang Xing tilted his head to the side and there was no movement.
Liu Yushu immediately checked his breathing and said, "He's not dead, he's passed out."
Liu Yushu suddenly withdrew his arm that was holding Yang Xing's chin, took out a bronze sword with his backhand, and slashed Yang Xing's arm directly.
With a soft crash, the rags and sheets fell to the ground, and what was exposed to the sight was a bloody arm.
What is shocking is that there is no skin on this arm, and a strange rune is carved on the exposed flesh.
It starts with the character "corpse", followed by the characters "魍鉉鉉", and the character "Sha", and finally ends with the character "Plague God".
My eyelids were beating wildly, and I was almost suffocated by the strong palpitations. At this time, Yang Xing's skin was pale and slightly sallow, and his breath was rapidly weakening. It seemed that his life would soon be drained away.
"Send him to the hospital, he can't die." Liu Yushu said in a deep voice.
The other two Taoist priests immediately lifted Yang Xing up and walked quickly outside the house.
"Do you recognize the runes on his arm?" Liu Yushu turned to look at me.
I shook my head and said, "I don't recognize it. It shouldn't be a Feng Shui talisman."
After stroking my thoughts, I described the appearance of the talisman to Blind Chen. After hearing this, Blind Chen lowered his head and started thinking.
Yang Xing's behavior makes me feel very out of control.
Is he going to commit suicide? Drawing talismans on your arms, that kind of talisman is definitely not simple...
At the same time, I was still wondering, where did the skin on his arms go?
More importantly, Liu Yushu didn't even know what the talisman was, and I'm afraid the other Taoist priests of the Liu family didn't know either.
If Yang Xing dies like this, it will definitely be very cruel, and I can't explain it to Yang Qingshan.
At this moment, Blind Chen suddenly raised his head, squinting his eyes slightly and said: "This is the God of Plague curse. His life is extremely sad, and his heart is extremely bitter. If after death, his corpse is extremely poisonous, not only will the corpse be evil, but also Covered in corpse poison, he is indeed committing suicide. He casts this spell to peel off the skin and carve the flesh. His heart is hard enough and he is cruel enough to himself."
"It can also be seen from the side that Yang Xiayuan has collected a lot of things. Once Yang Xing figured it out, he was able to get this kind of spell. This is almost a secret of the ghost woman. It took me a long time to think about it. come over."
A witch is a hag, but almost blind Chen doesn't call herself that.
Now Blind Chen calls herself a ghost woman, so one can imagine how serious it is.
And Yang Xing actually committed suicide in this way...
"Will his skin be of any use?" I hesitated and asked Chen Xiazi.
Blind Chen shook his head and said: "You don't have to completely peel off the skin for the Plague God Curse, just peel off part of it. I don't know why Yang Xing is so decisive and directly peels off all the skin on his arm. It depends on what other uses it has in terms of Feng Shui." .”
In fact, in terms of Feng Shui, I still haven't thought of the use of this human skin. I just think of the chestnut wood figure made by Yang Xiayuan. It seems to be a counterfeit, but its essence is very evil.
Yang Xing endured both the pain of peeling his skin and using the Plague God's Curse to commit suicide. He would definitely not just peel his skin off like that.
If it was useless, Pi wouldn't be able to find a trace now.
When my thoughts reached this point, I immediately said: "Look in the house to find where the skin is!"
As soon as I finished speaking, Blind Chen was already looking from the bedside, while Liu Yushu was looking from another location.
Raising my head, I looked at the beams above and said, "Taoist Master Liu, see if there are any above."
Liu Yushu took a step forward, tapped one foot on the ground, jumped up, turned over and reached the beam, holding down the beam with both hands.
I bent down, squatted down, and started groping under the bed, paying special attention to the gaps in the floor, because I had hidden things under the floor before.
Time passed extremely quickly. By the time we searched the entire house, almost half an hour had passed.
In the end, we found nothing. Except for the pile of blood next to the bed, not to mention the skin on Yang Xing's arm, we didn't even find an extra drop of blood.
Liu Yushu's face didn't look very good, and my heart felt heavy, and suddenly my heart skipped a beat again.
If there is none in the room, then there are only two possibilities...
The first one was that someone came here before we found out and took Yang Xing’s belt away. We don’t know what Yang Xing did, but it was certainly not simple.
Another possibility is that Yang Xing wore the belt on his body, so we didn't notice it.
"Go to the medicine hall." I took a deep breath, turned to look at Liu Yushu, and quickly told him my guess, and then told him in a concise and concise manner the hexagram I had calculated for Yang Xiayuan at that time.
During this process, the three of us had already walked out of the yard. Liu Yushu kept his brows furrowed and his feet were moving very fast. He suddenly said in an unpleasant tone: "There are people from Yang Xiayuan among the Qiang people." , the two things put together may not be a coincidence."
In fact, I have some guesses, but if this is really the case, I'm afraid things will be in trouble.
Liu Yushu led the way, and soon we arrived at another courtyard. At the door of this courtyard was a tripod copper stove, with green smoke rising from it.
Pushing open the door and entering, I immediately saw the two Taoist priests standing in the courtyard.
"Where's Yang Xing?" Liu Yushu asked in a deep voice.
The two Taoist priests were much calmer and pointed at a door ahead.
At this moment, the door just happened to be pushed open, and a man with white hair and beard wearing old-fashioned cloth came out. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead. He happened to look at us and immediately frowned at Liu Yushu. He said, "What's wrong with this man? He wants to die? Medicine can heal people, but it can't cure his desire to die. He doesn't want to wake up or live, so I can only hang on to his life."
Liu Yushu and I looked at each other. Liu Yushu didn't answer. He stepped forward and pushed the door open.
I quickly followed him into the house.
Yang Xing was lying on a wooden bed. The clothes on his upper body had been taken off, and his arms were wrapped thickly with gauze.
There are many silver needles inserted in the chest, and the needle tails are trembling slightly.
