In the study room, Mr. Chen stood up, moved his old arms and legs, stretched his waist, muttered softly:

"Hey! It's so hard in hell! Fighting with each other day and night, fire, and swords and weapons are endless..."

"I didn't expect that it would be easy to come to the world. I have to read and learn to learn... Mom!"

"My knowledge is almost the top scorer in the exam now!"

"You have to put some color on this human skin, otherwise someone will see the flaws."

Old Master Chen first took off his clothes and stood naked in front of the desk. Then he stretched his hands behind his neck for a while, then pulled them to both sides, and the whole skin was pulled away from his body.

As if he was taking off his clothes, as the human skin was removed, the demon's body gradually grew taller, from more than seven feet to nine feet tall.

But the demon's muscles were bulging, like a strongman, with dark green scales on his skin, shining against the light.

There are two meat buns on the top of the head, with fiery red hair, dim eyes, protruding cheekbones, and a pool of blood. The two sharp teeth look like jagged teeth.

Judging from the appearance, it is similar to the Vajra Yaksha. It should be a type of Buddhist hell Yaksha, but it is even more ferocious.

"My painted yaksha clan originally followed Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and his life was better... Unexpectedly, after only a few hundred years, this bird Bodhisattva went to Nirvana..."

While reading the painted skin, Yaksha's mouth, he picked up a brush from the desk and dipped it in paint to color the skin.

The white ones are applied to the hair, the red ones are stained with the corners of the lips, and the pink ones cover the skin, and the strokes are carefully depicted.

"Damn, how could I do this in hell..."

"This skin is indestructible. The old boy still has some residual power. Only by relying on this skin can you live a comfortable life."

"The county magistrate comes to pay tribute to you all the time, and there are many concubines of good colors..."

"It's a pity that it's not a problem to rely on paint so much. It's still necessary to nourish the blood of this old man's direct descendants!"

"The old man's three sons have been full of essence and blood, which has kept this skin going for years..."

"Next, I should talk about my good grandson! The book is completed! I will raise you up for no reason!"

The Yasha ghost felt that the drawing was almost done, so he raised his skin with both hands and looked at it a few times as if he was enjoying a famous painting:

"No, there are still flaws in the corners of your eyes! You need to draw a few more strokes on the wrinkles."

So he spread the human skin on the table and continued to describe it.

Under the window, Chen Shucheng was soaked with cold sweat like rain. His teeth were trembling in his mouth, holding his breath, using his hands and feet, crawling in the garden like a cat.

"Who is outside? The book is completed?" Old Master Chen's voice came.

Chen Shucheng hurriedly hid in the shadows in the corner and did not dare to move around.

"Maybe I heard it wrong. That kid should be asleep now. Hehe, my good grandson!"

Chen Shucheng climbed away a little further, stood up from the ground, bowed and left the small courtyard where the study room was, and then took out the treasure sack under the flower pot, put his hands on his neck tremblingly, and then felt a little more at ease.

His body was covered in sticky sweat. When the night wind blew, Chen Shucheng shivered and shivered. His feet were weak and he went to the horse house to sign the horse. He ignored the awakened servant, opened the door himself, rode his horse and rushed out.

Old Master Chen heard the noise coming out of the study and asked a few questions, but he didn't know that he was exposed?

The demon was not panicked, looked at the direction of Miss Chen's Xiulou, and snorted coldly in his heart: "This kid probably went to find that Taoist priest! Now that this good granddaughter is in my hands, I don't believe that the little Taoist priest dares to kill me? I'm so anxious..."

"Where can the little brat go? After the day the Han and Chen families got married, the little Taoist priest left by himself without his face! Shucheng, you are still my good grandson!"

When Huapi Yasha thought of this, she ordered the servant: "It's the young master who rode out to play, so don't pay attention to it."

"Come here, send the lady's little maid to the second floor to accompany the lady. I will live on the first floor!"

"I have been raising a baby granddaughter for more than ten years and I am reluctant to let it go. I can see you a few more sooner or later when I live on the first floor."

"Hey! I'll see you once less!"

The painted Yasha was also afraid. He heard that the City God had been killed by the little Taoist priest, so he was naturally worried that others would rush in and kill him.

Just like the Greedy and Any Yasha at that time, he held the Land Lord hostage, this demon wanted to use Miss Chen as a shield, and if he was too anxious, he would tear up the votes!

Although many maids and servants felt that it was unruly for the grandfather to live in the loft of his granddaughter, the old man was usually very majestic at home and always had a good idea, so he packed up the lady's loft overnight.

Chen Shucheng took advantage of the night to run wildly. The ghost soldier who was ordered to protect him stood on the horse's butt with his feet, holding a big knife and shouted at the many lonely ghosts surrounding him: "Go aside! Damn! Let's see which wild ghost dares to harm people on this acre of three-point land in Jiangning?"

"I don't know if the entire Jiangning, including the corners and valleys, are they covered by my lord? Come and chop it up again or not!"

The ghosts and monsters really did not dare to come forward and fled one after another.

The next day, Zhang Muzhi opened the Taoist temple door and saw a man lying in front of the door, and a horse was gnawing the tender seedlings in his own vegetable field.

"Oh! The vegetables I grow!" Zhang Muzhi shouted.

The Red Armored Ghost Soldier appeared and smiled and said, "Lord, look at Mr. Chen first. This kid was scared last night!"

Then Zhang Muzhi said, "Okay! I will help him in by myself, you go!"

The ghost soldier disappeared. Zhang Muzhi helped Chen Shucheng up from the ground, carried him to his house, lay on the bed, touched his pulse, and looked at the color below: "It's okay! The three souls and seven spirits were not separated, but they were a little scared, and they would be fine after a night of sleep."

Then Zhang Muzhi recited the Soul Rest Curse several times and stood up: "Go to find Brother Huaiyuan, and then ask him to find Zuo Mengyu and discuss how to do this."

After a while, Han Huaiyuan and Zuo Mengyu arrived together. Zhang Muzhi pinched a magic trick with his fingers and gently pointed it at the sleepy Chen Shucheng's eyebrows.

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Chen Shucheng opened his eyes, was confused for a while, and then recovered from waking up. When he saw Zhang Muzhi, he shouted: "Master! Save my sister! Save my sister!"

Zhang Muzhi comforted her warm voice: "Don't worry, your sister must be fine! Let's talk about the situation you discovered last night first."

Of course Miss Chen is fine. She stamped her with the stamp, which is the marriage witnessed by Master Zu Tian. There will be no second result except for smooth and safe times.

If Miss Chen is killed, wouldn’t Han Huaiyuan’s marriage become a ghost marriage?

What is Zu Tianshi’s identity? Can he be a witness to the marriage of ghosts?

Chen Shucheng then stated what he heard last night, and Zuo Mengyu and Han Huaiyuan were both shocked when they heard it.

Han Huaiyuan said anxiously: "Master! Save Miss Chen! Never let her be harmed by the demon!"

Zhang Muzhi was about to speak, but Zuo Mengyu shouted: "You can't go to save me! You can't go now!"

Chen Shucheng and Han Huaiyuan couldn't help but speak: "Why?"

Zuo Mengyu said: "As Shucheng said, the demon first killed Mr. Chen, and then killed Shucheng's father and two uncles of the Chen family. Now he has been entrenched in the Chen Mansion for at least twenty years!"

"He may also want to harm Chen Shucheng and Miss Chen, but it's not the next few days."

"The Taoist priest rushed into the mansion to save people, but he was forced into anger and directly killed Miss Chen's life."

"Besides, the demon is posing as Mr. Chen and is closely related to the government. If he borrows a few official missions to protect the residential courtyard, or simply asks the county master to stay at home for a few days."

"Even if the Taoist priest has magical powers, can he still kill the officials and the county magistrate?"

"I think the Taoist priest seemed to have known the existence of the demon early in the morning. Perhaps he had a way to deal with it. Why not listen to the Taoist priest's opinion?"

The three young men looked at Zhang Muzhi together and waited for him to speak.
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