Looking at the young master and Taoist Jin'an who were "looking at each other" and ignoring his own existence, Qi Bo sighed softly. As expected, things have changed and people have changed.
Mr. Yiyun: "I am a painted skin, not a painted ghost. I have no yin energy, and I have no food for the dead."
"Besides, if you really feed them dead food, you won't be afraid that it will nourish the human ears, flesh and soul in their bodies, and they will die faster in the end."
"You have to figure out your own solution for what you promised yourself."
Although she told Jin An to find a solution on his own, she still took the initiative to take action on Jin An's behalf.
The sleeves did not seem to be wide and fat, but Young Master Yiyun reached out and took out a piece of shriveled human skin, which lacked popularity.
And Qi is still Zhang who has just begun to take on a human form, and the facial features have not yet been added to create a complete human skin.
Jin An was slightly surprised: "The Qiankun Technique in the sleeve?"
Seeing Master Yiyun take out a piece of human skin when they disagree with each other, people like Ayimaimaiti, who did not know that Mr. Yiyun practiced the art of painting skin, were immediately frightened.
They thought eating dead human flesh was horrific enough.
It turned out that Mr. Yiyun, who had taken action with an intact human skin, was the most terrifying person among the people present.
Jin An was happy: "Fish skin?"
Mr. Yiyun cast a sidelong glance at Jin An and said, "You know this, so you think it's human skin."
"I do have some genuine human skins. If you want, I can give you a few for free now."
Well.
Jin An felt a chill on the back of his neck. He smiled awkwardly and then changed the topic: "You are in for a treat tonight. You can drink delicious fish skin soup in the desert. Please thank Mr. Yiyun soon."
Jin An saw that these people from the Western Regions were still a little slow to react, so he quickly explained briefly: "Young Master Yiyun is also a strange practitioner. She practices the art of skin painting. Her skin painting is similar to that of skinning people."
Ghost painting is different from painting, Mr. Yiyun is a righteous person who follows the path of fish skin and painting."
"The skinned master of the Black Rain Kingdom!" This is what Ayimaimaiti and the others subconsciously exclaimed, dumbfounded.
"Ahem, I've already said it. Young Master Yiyun is from a well-known and righteous family. How can a small-scale evil sect like Black Rain Kingdom be compared to Young Master Yiyun? Even if the Lord of Black Rain Kingdom comes, he is not even qualified to carry Young Master Yiyun's shoes.
None." Seeing how upright these people from the Western Regions were, Jin An also had a headache, so he quickly smoothed things over.
Oh.
Man's mouth.
Mr. Yiyun took a calm look and said, "Does Taoist Jin An always think that I am a small-minded, difficult-to-raise villain who will get angry because of a few insignificant words?"
"Actually, I didn't take their words to heart."
"On the contrary, Taoist Jin'an, you are very mean in flattering me."
Jin An's old face turned red.
Fortunately, it was late at night and the view was not good.
Mr. Yiyun did not use the fish skin to make delicious fish soup, but asked Ai Maimaiti to stand still. She took the shriveled human skin and put it on Ai Maimaiti's body. She had not finished making it yet.
The shriveled human skin was immediately imprinted with Ayimaimaiti’s facial features.
It's almost like it was printed from the same mold.
Enough to confuse the fake with the real thing.
"It still lacks a breath of yang energy. Blow on it." Mr. Yiyun said to Ayimaimaiti.
Looking at the shriveled human skin that looked exactly like him, Ayimaimaiti was stunned. Even he himself didn't know when he blew the human yang energy into the human skin in front of him.
When he reacted, he saw the shriveled human skin swelled like an inflated cowhide belly, and finally turned into a large living person like Ayimaimaiti, lifelike.
Jin An touched it out of curiosity and could even feel the body temperature with the yang energy of a living person.
Except for the dull eyes and lack of three souls and seven souls, this thing is exactly the same as a real person, even with gentleness and body temperature.
Jin An was shocked: "Master Yiyun, you...are you going to use it to stew fish soup and eat it as food for the dead?"
Mr. Yiyun looked at Jin An as if he were looking at the silly son of a landlord: "I didn't expect Taoist priest Jin An's taste to be so unique? I understand. This time I will help Ai Maimaiti and the others through the crisis first. Next time I will definitely have more
Send some 'handsome man's skin' to Taoist Priest Jin'an."
What?
Several black lines hung down from Jin An's forehead.
Mr. Yiyun: "Who told you this is for eating?"
"I think, Taoist Jin'an, you only know how to be a foodie, and you are quite similar to the little alpaca Sahab next to you."
Alpaca?
"Little Sahab is both a sheep and a camel, so together he is an alpaca," Mr. Yiyun said matter-of-factly.
Jin An breathed a sigh of relief.
He thought Mr. Yiyun had also seen an alpaca.
Little Sahav, who had been holding his straw bag with his head down, raised his camel head with a confused look on his face, with a few hay sticks on the tip of his nose: "?"
As his uncle, old Sadiq lowered his camel head in shame, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl in. As expected, all their words criticizing Yiyun Appa behind their backs were heard. Yiyun Appa was using Taoist Master Jin'an to warn the three of them.
, scolded all four of them.
Young Master Yiyun did not continue to argue with Jin An. She pricked Ai Maimaiti's fingertip, took a drop of blood from the fingertip, and explained: "People have three drops of blood that are the most yang-y, and can drive away evil spirits. These three drops
The blood is from the fingertips, the tip of the tongue, and the apex of the heart. The essence and blood of the heart are closest to the heart pulse but the hardest to get. Forcibly taking it will easily damage the root. Although the blood on the tip of the tongue is one of the sources of yang energy in the human body, Ai Maimai and the others have to wait for two days.
If you haven't eaten, your qi and blood are already weak, and taking blood from the tip of your tongue can easily lead to disaster, so taking this drop of blood from your fingertip is the least likely to damage your roots."
"Borrow a breath of Yang Qi, die and be resurrected."
"With a drop of blood from your fingertip, this person is Ayimaimaiti."
"This is the essence of scapegoat!"
Mr. Yiyun took a drop of blood from his fingertip, clasped his thumb with his middle finger and flicked it. The drop of blood from Ayimaimaiti's fingertip flew to the forehead of the human skin, like a cinnabar mole on the center of the eyebrow.
At this time, Mr. Yiyun asked Qi Bo to take out the pen and paper from his luggage, and quickly wrote a few lines of words with beautiful handwriting.
"Next, I will acupuncture your Baihui point, Muchuang point, Renzhong point, Lidui point, Neiguan point, Yongquan point, Shixuan point and other points to temporarily isolate the vitality in your body and extinguish the three points on your body.
Yang Fire will put you in a state of suspended animation;"
"At the same time, acupuncture acupuncture points such as Hegu point, Quchi point, Yanglingquan point, Chengshan point, Tinggong point, etc. to create the illusion of rigor mortis to deceive the human ears, flesh, and spirit puppets in your body."
"Don't make any noise."
"Be careful, the walls have ears."
"Do you understand?" These words were spoken by Mr. Yiyun himself.
Ayimaimaiti nodded quickly to show that he understood.
Jin An also saw a few lines of words on the paper, and his eyes were filled with surprise. It turned out that the fish skin in front of him was not used to stew fresh fish soup, but to extract poison. Master Yiyun planned to rescue Ai Yi Maimai.