Peel [bā pí]:
Generally speaking, it refers to peeling off the skin of living things.
This is what Ma Liu did.
It has been half a month since he traveled through the Great Yan Dynasty, and it is now the third year of Yong'an.
Natural and man-made disasters, evil spirits running rampant, demons cannibalizing people, and the living environment is a hundred times worse than in the previous life.
For this reason, the imperial court specially established a demon-hunting yamen to hunt down the demons and ghosts causing trouble and suppress the chaos in the world.
The Piping Department where Ma Liu worked was a unit under the Demon Collection Yamen, which specialized in dissecting demon corpses.
The flesh and blood are used to make elixirs, the claws are used to make weapons, and the brains are reserved for the big shots to drink...
All of this is inseparable from superb slaughtering techniques.
Lao Ma's family has been running a butcher shop next to the market entrance for generations. Six generations of his ancestors and grandchildren have made a living by killing pigs, and their lives are considered to be comfortable.
Unfortunately, in Ma Liu's generation, his father passed away when he was ten years old, and his mother also died in childbirth when giving birth to him.
Ma got married at the age of sixty-five. Within a year, his wife and the fetus in her belly died of an epidemic.
Five shortcomings and three shortcomings, almost all of them.
In this way, with a strong enough destiny and identity as a butcher, he was forcibly recruited into the Pickpocket Department and became a regular pickpocket.
The demon is not easy to kill. After death, the evil spirit rolls out, red hair appears on the body, and all kinds of ominous things make the pickpockets die extremely weird and miserable.
The day before yesterday, a colleague went crazy and gnawed his own arm like a pig's trotter, eating it until it was bloody and bloody.
The pickpocket would have eaten him alive if the patrolling demon-suppressing captain hadn't had quick eyesight and quick hands to push the door open and hold it down.
These days, Ma Liu has been living in a state of panic. He can only dye the sheets red with blood, draw five stars on the upper left corner, and wrap them around his body to ward off evil spirits.
Even though it was so dangerous, he still preferred to stay in the Piping Department compared to the turbulent times outside.
There is no need to worry about exploitation by police officers, no need to pay heavy taxes, and there is not much intrigue.
Although it is dangerous to kill demons, it is better than being skinned alive by this world as planned.
"Cough cough cough..."
Ma Liu coughed and sat up from the stone bed. He was wearing a cotton robe, a military green leather cap, and a red flag cape that reached the ground. He felt the cold temperature coming from the thick stone slabs under his feet, and his coughing became louder. point.
When he spread his right hand to cover his mouth, his palm was already bright red.
Sickness is not a disease, hereditary lung disease is really fatal.
The descendants of Lao Ma's family are all tuberculosis ghosts and their life span is no more than thirty.
Rumor has it that his family killed too many animals, which harmed the harmony of heaven, and that suffering from serious illnesses without medical treatment was a punishment from God.
Opening the curtain of the bedroom, there is a spacious stone room outside. A few remaining lamps reflect the ancient stone carvings on the wall. The snake god is ferocious, and the judge sits high to suppress the sneakiness.
There is a three or four-year-old boy in the center of the stone room. His feet are tied by two fine steel chains and he is hanging upside down three feet above the ground.
The child looked very cute, chubby, white and tender, and died with a broken skull.
Ma Liu did not approach rashly. He picked up the crossbow on the table in front of the door and shot the boy through the chest with an arrow from two feet away.
Dark red blood seeped out, and the child swelled up visibly to the naked eye. The clothes on his body were stretched to pieces, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a little donkey monster with bulging muscles.
The twelve steakhouses in the Grilling Department are ranked. Ma Liu has only been in the business for a short time and is ranked at the last one. The demon-suppressing captain sent him only the little monsters within his ability.
Picking up the stone awl and hammer, he stepped forward and pounded the donkey demon's broken skull hard. The pale brain matter flowed into the small porcelain bottle on the ground, not even a drop of it leaking out.
Then he pulled out the arrow from the donkey demon's chest, dug out the heart, and put it in another large clay pot.
The heart of a young demon is the favorite of big men and is worth more than some powerful demons.
As for other organs, this little donkey demon has no virtue and has little medicinal value.
Ma Liu looked back at the tall, closed stone door of the steakhouse. He gently put his hand on the donkey demon and took a deep breath. In an instant, a stream of heat surged out of his heart, frantically plundering the little donkey demon's energy and blood.
On the day his soul passed through, he was hit by a black heart, and later gained the ability to absorb the talent of demons.
As the surging energy and blood entered his body, his pale complexion immediately turned rosy, and his whole body felt warm and comfortable.
The memory of the little donkey demon also flooded into his mind, letting Ma Liu know the cause of his death. He immediately untied the stainless steel chain and put the skull back, leaving a complete corpse for the donkey demon.
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After leaving the capital, there was a man named Zhang in the village. He lost his wife in his early years and left behind a three-year-old daughter.
The father and daughter depend on each other for life. Although life is harder, there is always hope in life.
Later, through a matchmaker, Zhang Hanzi met Widow Ye from a neighboring village.
Just as the two were preparing to get married, the daughter, who was playing in the courtyard, suddenly lost her footing and fell into the well.
By the time the person was fished out, he was already dead.
According to the custom in the village, if a child dies unexpectedly, he will be buried on the same day. There is no such thing as parents observing filial piety for their children, so Zhang Hanzi's marriage was not delayed.
After marrying Widow Ye, strange noises often appeared in the yard.
But the two of us didn't take it to heart and just thought that the wind and sand had been blowing recently.
It wasn't until one night, after the two had sex, that they lay down to sleep, and then in a daze they heard movement in the house.
Widow Ye opened her eyes and took a look...
The dead little girl stood at the door of the house like a ghost under the cold moonlight, smiling at her constantly.
Widow Ye was so frightened that her hair stood on end. She pinched Mr. Zhang next to her in bed, trying to wake him up.
However, Zhang Hanzi worked in the fields during the day and worked hard at night. He slept like a dead pig and was completely unresponsive.
Widow Ye could only pretend that she didn't see the little girl, pretended to be asleep, and pretended that nothing happened in the house.
However, at this moment, a scalp-shattering voice came to her ears:
"Stop pretending, Aunt Ye, I know you saw me."
In fear, Widow Ye couldn't bear it anymore and was so frightened that she cried loudly.
…………
Early the next morning, a neighbor came to call Hanzi Zhang to work in the fields. The courtyard door was wide open, but no one in the house responded.
Upon entering, the couple on the bed looked as if they had been eaten by wild beasts, and they were miserable.
Widow Ye maintained a frightened expression, her pupils were dilated, as if she was scared to death.
The villagers reported the matter to the authorities and they conducted an autopsy.
The abnormal death alarmed Ji Yamen.
The little donkey demon was captured and brought to justice in the woods outside the village that day.
The yamen only knew that demons harm people and killed the little donkey demon.
Little did he know, the donkey demon saw the little girl being pushed into the well by her father, crying and begging:
"Dad, don't leave my daughter behind. I can cook and take good care of Aunt Ye..."
