Cui Hao was wearing human skin and was as stiff as a wooden sculpture. I couldn't pull him away at all.
"Cui Hao, can you move?"
His only response was to blink. But the legs felt like they were nailed to the ground, unable to move at all.
"Cui Hao, I'll carry you on my back, don't move around."
I picked up Cui Hao, carried him on my back and left.
Several monks had already rushed to our side, clawing at me and Cui Hao with their hands.
I carried him and pressed down, quickly dodging the attacks of these monks.
I slipped out through the gap between the monks and followed Cui Hao's path.
"Cui Hao, hold on."
When we rushed off the high platform, the monks stood motionless on the platform.
Their range of activities seems to be limited to this space, and they cannot follow us to the Yin-Yang Bridge.
I breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down my pace.
"Cui Hao, just wait, I will help you cut open the human skin."
I took out the dagger again and quickly swiped the thin beige line above the human skin.
Just still can't get it right.
The flesh-colored threads were so tightly wound that I couldn't completely cut them off even with all my strength.
Behind us, the monks were still staring at us with cold eyes.
The monk who had skinned the human body jumped down from the high platform as if he was crazy and pounced on Cui Hao and me.
"No, this guy can move."
The remaining nine monks were bound by the high platform and could not catch up with the two of us.
And this skinned monk seemed to have broken through some kind of blockade, and actually rushed towards us like crazy.
"Cui Hao, let's go."
I just wanted to go back and catch Cui Hao, but I never thought that this guy would break free from my hand, suddenly lower his head and bite my hand.
I subconsciously avoided and took a step back.
Cui Haosaya turned his head and rushed back towards the high platform.
"Fat man, are you looking for death?"
But he didn't listen to me at all.
This guy was extremely fast. In just a few seconds, he had already rushed in front of the skinned monk.
The skinned monk was so satisfied that he walked side by side to the high platform with Cui Hao.
The monks who were staring at us coldly all turned back, and their eyes fell on the skinned monk and Cui Hao.
Cui Hao and the skinned monk came to the center of the high platform and sat down on their knees.
There is a round stone bowl in the center of the high platform, and I don't know what is placed in it.
The remaining nine monks took ten incense sticks from unknown places, lit them and inserted them into the stone bowl in the center.
Cigarettes drifted.
Threads of meat appeared on Cui Hao's body. These meat fillings were like sharp thorns, piercing into his skin and flesh.
In just a moment, I saw thin line-like bulges rising above Cui Hao's skin.
And these flesh-colored thin lines bulged from the flesh on his body and connected to the skin of the peeled monk.
A cloud of green smoke surged between the two of them, as if something was being transmitted through the flesh-colored threads.
I have a vague hunch.
If it is not stopped now, Cui Hao may really become a member of this underground.
I swallowed and quickly took out three short black blades about the size of my thumb.
This is something I once found in the hands of a weapons master. The black short blades were three hidden weapons.
The hidden weapon is brittle with corpse poison, and there is a small empty capsule inside. As long as the hidden weapon is fired, this thing will be embedded in the skin, and the toxin will slowly leak out.
The corpse poison inside is also the black spot poison scraped from the bodies of thousands of years old corpses. If it enters the body, it will cause death.
It also has miraculous effects on those mutated ancient corpses.
I quickly threw out a hidden weapon and pierced the skin of the peeling monk.
The peeling monk seemed to sense the danger and pressed down hard.
He looked back at me again, veins on his face stood out, and the pupils in his eyes were completely painted black.
Black spots appeared on his skin, face, and arms, and ant-sized black spots appeared on the thin flesh-colored lines connecting Cui Hao.
I threw out a hidden weapon again, quickened my pace and rushed towards the high platform quickly.
At this time, a black shadow gradually emerged from Cui Hao's body, which was his own soul.
A black shadow also emerged from the monk's body. The two black shadows intertwined, as if they were connecting with something.
"Something's wrong, Cui Hao."
I barely stepped forward, and quickly cut off the flesh line between the two with my tentacles.
Follow my movements.
The monk and Cui Hao both let out a shocking roar, and they looked up to the sky and roared.
And the black souls floating out of their bodies quickly returned to their original bodies and disappeared.
The nine monks stood up from their hovering position on the ground and ran towards me upright.
Each of them held a weapon in their hands, and all their swords, hooks, and spears were thrown at me.
I grabbed Cui Hao, quickly tightened the few flesh-colored silk threads floating out of his body, and wrapped them hard on the blade.
I rolled the blade and quickly pulled the thread away.
Cui Hao opened his mouth and let out a series of sharp screams.
And on his skin, the black spots that originally appeared were slowly pulled out of his body along with the flesh-colored threads.
I picked out a thread and dropped it on the ground.
This thread is like a long worm crawling on the ground looking for a host.
Finally, the silk thread changed its target and soon crawled towards the skin-picking monk.
The peeling monk stepped back in horror, trying to distance himself from the flesh-colored thread.
But this thing has locked its target and is unwilling to let go.
The flesh-colored silk threads climbed upwards, followed the monk's legs and slowly circled around his body. The monk had no way to retreat.
The flesh-colored threads quickly penetrated into his body along the texture of his skin and disappeared completely.
I withdrew my gaze and continued to focus on Cui Hao.
I took out the dagger again and pulled out several other flesh-colored threads that were floating around.
Pull out all these seven or eight silk threads and throw them all on the ground. Several flesh-colored threads suddenly appeared on the ground, and their targets were all set on the skin-peeling monk.
Those silk threads quickly penetrated into the body of the monk and disappeared in an instant.
The human skin that was originally wrapped around Cui Hao's body peeled off bit by bit from Cui Hao's body, as if it had withered.
The human skin gradually withered and completely turned into a pile of fleshy skin, falling to the ground.
The fleshy skin slid forward along the ground, and soon locked on the target again, climbing up again along the skin of the peeling monk.
The skin-picking monk roared hard, trying to break free of the skin.
But the fleshy skin was still like a living thing, clawing at his outer skin and slowly surrounding his entire body.
Until this piece of human skin returned to the body of the skin-picking monk and completely became his skin again.
Cui Hao was stunned. Veins and textures appeared on his skin.
It looked like blood lines drawn by something, especially on his wrists and chest, where there were several bloody holes the size of fingernails.
"Cui Hao, are you awake? Can you understand me?"
Cui Hao turned his head stiffly and looked at me, staring in disbelief at the human skin on the skin-picking monk.
"What the hell is this?"
I sighed and suddenly remembered something.
"Cui Hao, let's go. Keep walking back and take a look. This thing and the shroud have the same origin, but they are not the same thing."
The shroud is a special weapon made by peeling off the skin of a living person. However, there will be cases of failure in the process.
As for these failed human skins, because they were mixed with the resentment of the host, it would be a pity to throw them away directly.
Therefore, a knowledgeable warlock will put all these human skins in a black jar and place special nematodes in them.
This kind of bug can grow continuously and is only as thick as wool. The most important thing is that this kind of bug will only stretch its length to the left and right sides without getting thicker.
Using this kind of insect as a medium to enter the human skin, this kind of skin is not called corpse clothing, but can be called corpse skin.
Putting these corpse skins on a living person can allow the person to get a new skin and become a puppet at the same time.
Living people are immortal, but the flesh and blood in their bodies will be eaten away by corpse insects as their own nourishment.
The soul is suppressed and cannot leave the body.
Judging from the body of a living person and the food intake of corpse insects, as long as this person is covered with this layer of corpse clothing, that person can live for thousands of years.
Insectivorous insects can feed on their flesh and blood and survive for thousands of years.
During this process, if a living person approaches.
Corpse bugs will judge the breath of living people and choose to transfer the host and their own target.
They will quickly pull back the corpse skin, condense it into thin flesh-colored threads, and burrow into the new body.
This process is very strange.
Moreover, the handover and transfer of souls still need to be carried out. I don’t know every detail, but the general direction is correct.
"Cui Hao, you should know about corpse skin. The thing in front of you is living corpse skin. It can also be regarded as a kind of corpse shroud. I originally didn't plan to continue going forward, but it seems that there must be a shroud here."
Since people here have made corpse skins, they must also have successful corpse shrouds.
So as long as you walk back, you might have a chance to encounter it.
Cui Hao's face was pale and extremely ugly.
"We'd better leave quickly! What if these things react later and pounce on us again?"
I shook the hidden weapon in my hand.
"It doesn't matter, there's corpse poison on it, it's enough to drive them back."
I reacted.
The reason why I was able to successfully remove the corpse insect just now was to peel off the corpse skin from his body.
The only possibility is because of the corpse poison hidden in the hidden weapon in my hand.
These corpse bugs were afraid of corpse poison. When they came into contact with corpse poison, their bodies became soft and rotten. Only then did I take the opportunity to pull them out.
They certainly wouldn't choose to attack again after learning that we had this stuff on us.
Cui Hao gritted his teeth and nodded.
"Okay, I'll go with you."
The two of us raised our flashlights and walked across the high platform.
I don’t know if there is any connection between the corpse worms. We walked through it again, and the corpse worms controlled the ten monks to retreat quickly, not daring to come closer to us.
When Cui Hao saw this scene, he took a few steps towards the monk.
