Long Feicheng grabbed Principal Zhong's collar and looked at it carefully from a close distance.
Principal Zhong nodded innocently: "It's genuine."
Long Feicheng scolded: "You can't be fooled! Aren't the painted people all beautiful ladies? Look at you like this, the oil on your face can be used for cooking!"
Principal Zhong: "...You don't have to love me, but please don't hurt me."
Yan Shouyi stopped Long Feicheng and signaled him to let go of Principal Zhong first. Long Feicheng dug his nails at the base of Principal Zhong's ears, and then let go of Principal Zhong in disappointment.
Principal Zhong breathed a sigh of relief, wiped his cold sweat and said, "Captain Yan, it's really thanks to you this time, otherwise I would have been dead just now."
Principal Zhong now considers Yan Shouyi to be the captain of the security team of Hangzhou Art School, but Principal Zhong's timid character has not changed.
But Yan Shouyi didn't take this trick. He still kept a distance from Principal Zhong, pointed to the shackles at Principal Zhong's feet and asked, "What is going on?"
Principal Zhong replied tremblingly: "I am a painter."
"You have already said this."
"Ahem, let me continue," Principal Zhong said with a grimace. "To put it bluntly, we painted-skin people are liars. We use superb disguise techniques to replace our appearance. We can practice bone-shrinking skills to change our physical features and even our voices."
It can be imitated almost the same, but we have no other way to survive."
"Since I inherited the master's legacy, I thought I would be able to stand out from now on. However, the reality is that I can only be a liar who travels around the world, pretending to be other people's identities, using other people's looks to live, and cheating everywhere..."
Wang Ji went to interject: "Cheating for money or cheating for sex?"
"Well... both." Principal Zhong replied sheepishly.
Long Feicheng's expression changed, and he suddenly came close to Principal Zhong, patted the dust on his clothes, and said with a flattering face: "How do you cheat with sex? Can you please explain in detail?"
"Xiaolong!" Yan Shouyi shouted.
Long Feicheng realized that he had lost his temper and quickly distanced himself from Principal Zhong: "Am I familiar with you?"
Principal Zhong: "..."
Yan Shouyi motioned to Principal Zhong to continue.
"Before, I was in Rongcheng and became the principal of Shanghang Art School. I planned to live a peaceful life for a while, but the news accidentally leaked out and I bumped into the Longhushan disciples who came after hearing the news. So I
I was arrested, because the crime I committed was not big, and they didn’t do anything to me. They just let me stay in the dungeon for half a year, and then they let me go after I reflect on myself.”
Only then did everyone understand why Principal Zhong appeared here and why he had shackles on his feet.
Principal Zhong continued: "This is not the first time I have been to the dungeon of Longhu Mountain, so when I come back here, it feels like I am back home. All the brothers here are talented and speak well..."
"Why do these words sound so familiar to me?" Long Feicheng said guiltily.
"I was quite honest at first, thinking about washing my hands of myself in half a year. Who would have thought that just now, a group of people suddenly broke into the dungeon, broke the locks of all the cells, and threatened us to join them and raid the dungeon together.
Disciples of Longhu Mountain. To be honest, although I was caught here, the disciples of Longhu Mountain did not harm me, so I was unwilling to join them. As a result, they sent a group of evil spirits to chase me..."
"Fortunately, I met you in the end, otherwise my life would have been decided here!"
Principal Zhong's explanation was reasonable and without any flaws. Yan Shouyi had already initially believed him.
But there are still some doubts about Principal Zhong.
The soul of Tong Jingcheng, a former sinner of the Lushan Sect, was lost, Tong Jiuhua was killed, and then Principal Zhong disappeared. At that time, Yan Shouyi suspected that the person who did this bad thing was Principal Zhong.
But now it seems that this is not the case.
It is true that Principal Zhong is a person with a special status, but he does not have the ability to kill children, drink and paint, and his disappearance was only because he was caught by the disciples of Longhu Mountain, not because he escaped.
Luo Ning was also confused. She frowned and asked, "What is your real name?"
Principal Zhong answered honestly: "Weng Qianxiang."
Yan Shouyi nodded slightly, it was true that the Painted Skin Man belonged to the same lineage and had a common surname.
Luo Ning then asked: "Where did you get your current appearance and your fake name?"
Weng Qianxiang was stunned: "What do you mean by my identity as Zhong Qi?"
"right."
Weng Qianxiang said guiltily: "Just... I picked a random person on the roadside. I remembered his appearance and name, so I borrowed his identity..."
"He is lying." Even Liu Yiren, who had no money in the city, felt that Weng Qianxiang was not telling the truth.
Luo Ning said coldly: "I don't care what your identity is, if you hide anything about my problems now, I will definitely kill you."
Yan Shou coughed twice and spread his hands: "What she said is true. She means what she says. Even if Jesus comes, she won't be able to stop her."
"I can see it..."
Weng Qianxiang carefully explained: "My master once handed me a list, which recorded information about many successors of folk sects. I was in urgent need of an identity, so I randomly picked one from the list and pretended to be his.
It looks good."
Luo Ning didn't say anything after hearing this, she was just checking whether Weng Qianxiang was lying.
Weng Qianxiang asked: "Dare I ask...who is Zhong Qi to you?"
Long Feicheng answered helpfully: "Zhong Qi is dead. Luo Ning killed him with his own hands."
"Good kill!" Weng Qianlian clapped his hands hurriedly, "Zhong Qi is a corpse exorcist, and he will definitely do all kinds of evil. Miss Luo is doing justice for God!"
Long Feicheng: "By the way, there is one more thing I forgot to mention. Zhong Qi is Luo Ning's master and her uncle who depends on her for life."
Weng Qianxiang: "..."
His eyelids twitched wildly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he looked at Long Feicheng hatefully.
You brat, are you playing with me?!
Weng Qianlian hurriedly smiled and said: "Miss Luo, I just said the wrong thing, I deserve to die, I slapped you, don't take it to heart!"
As he said this, Weng Qianxiang actually slapped himself several times, as if the slaps did not hit his own face.
Luo Ning stared at Weng Qianxiang for a long time, which made Weng Qianxiang feel scared. Fortunately, in the end Luo Ning just sighed softly and said:
"Take off your human skin when you have time, and never use it again, otherwise I will kill you."
"Yes, yes!"
Weng Qianxiang breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the corner, turned his back to everyone, and started rubbing his face.
Yan Shou patted Luo Ning's shoulder and comforted him: "Look away."
Luo Ning sighed: "I admit that when I killed my uncle, I was angry. Now that I think about it, my uncle was kind to me in raising me. When I saw Weng Qianxiang just now, I really thought that my uncle was resurrected."
"The moon waxes and wanes, nothing is perfect, just try your best not to regret it."
"Well, I'm fine."
After Zhong Qi's death, Luo Ning also grew up a lot and quickly returned to her previous state.
At this time, Weng Qianxiang also removed the fake face on his face, revealing his true appearance.