Volume 1 Chapter 88 Fatty is dead
It is said that a long time ago, there was a young man named Wang in Taiyuan. One day, the young man met a woman carrying a package on the road, who seemed to be walking very hard. Wang saw that the woman was very beautiful, so he was tempted and asked her if there was anything he could do for her. The woman said that she was originally the daughter of a good family, but her parents sold her to a rich family because they were greedy for money.
As a result, the wife of this family was very fierce and beat and scolded her every day. The woman couldn't stand this torture, so she ran away secretly. When the young man surnamed Wang heard this, he started to think about it and said that his home was not far away, so why not go to his house and sit for a while. The woman was tired and thirsty, and she was very happy when she heard it, so she agreed.
The young man surnamed Wang was secretly happy. He helped the woman get the package and took her home. Of course, it was impossible for something to happen when a man and a woman were alone in the same room. They slept together that night.
I loved to listen to this story at that time, because of this part, I could never get tired of listening to it. Later, the story began to become scary. From that day on, the man surnamed Wang lived with the woman, and they were in love every day. One day, he went to the street and met a wandering Taoist priest by chance. When the Taoist priest saw him, he said that his face was dark and there was a yin spirit on his body.
Wang didn't believe it at all, but he still had a knot in his heart. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that something was wrong. One night, he was supposed to go out to meet a friend, but something happened suddenly, so he turned around and went home.
When he arrived at the bedroom, he found the door was shut tightly and heard someone inside. He began to suspect something and quietly hid under the window and peeked inside. This peek almost frightened him to death. The person inside was not his beautiful lover, but an old and ugly woman with yellow teeth and green eyes. She held a piece of human skin in her hand, shook it, and then draped it over herself.
Then, the old and ugly woman turned into the young and beautiful lover he was familiar with, with snow-white skin and flesh as smooth and silky as silk.
This is the Painted Skin in the story. An ugly old woman put on the skin of a beautiful woman and suddenly transformed herself into the appearance of that beautiful woman.
I used to think it was just a folk legend, and I listened to it more as a sexy story to satisfy children's fantasies about that kind .
But at this moment, I saw with my own eyes that a person was wrapped in pig skin and then turned into a pig. What if the skin that Second Granny peeled off before was a human skin? Would it turn into another person after putting it on?
I was just trembling with fear when I heard Second Grandma say, "Let them in." My mind was a mess and I subconsciously answered yes and went to open the door of the front hall. I saw Boss Ma and the others waiting outside the door, craning their necks to look over here.
As soon as they saw the door open, they all rushed up.
"Xiao Qi, what happened?" Boss Ma asked in a deep voice.
Heimao shouted in a muffled voice, "What happened? That Ox-nosed guy is screaming like a ghost, it's really scary! Are you going to kill him directly?"
"Xiao Qi, where is the bull nose?" Yan Zi came up and grabbed my arm, asking stiffly. My sister Yan Zi is usually delicate and charming, but at this moment, as long as she mentions the bull nose Taoist priest, she becomes a completely different person. I am increasingly suspicious that Yan Zi, Ma Lao Da, Heimao, and Muscle Man had a huge feud with a Taoist priest a long time ago. This dead bull nose Taoist priest is very likely Yu Xuanji from Maoshan Sect.
I didn't know how to answer for a moment. Just as I was about to lead them inside, I heard a grunt and a white shadow disappeared .
"Damn it, hurry up and catch it!" I shouted anxiously when I saw it. Damn it, this thing has become the second brother's bull nose after it slipped away!
Lion Head and the muscular man were the farthest from the gate. When I shouted, the muscular man reached out and grabbed Ox Nose's fat ears.
The bull made an "ao ao" sound and flapped its wings continuously, but the muscular man was so big and strong, he must have very strong strength. It was impossible for it to get away easily when he grabbed its ear.
I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead, let the person into the hall, and called the muscular man to drag the second brother in.
Second Grandma was leaning in her chair with her eyes half closed, and she seemed to have fallen asleep.
As Boss Ma and the others came in one after another, they heard Heimao screaming, "Where is that Ox Nose?" The others were also shocked, their faces changed drastically, and they were ready to chase out the door. But Boss Ma was the calmest, he stopped everyone and said, "Why are you panicking? With your second sister here, where can that Ox Nose escape to?"
After he stopped them like this, they returned to the hall in confusion. The muscular man pulled the second brother's ear and pulled him back, and said in a strange voice: "Why is this pig different?"
"This... what is this?" Among so many people, Lion Head, who looked around as soon as he entered the room, was the first to notice the skinned fat pig, and his face turned pale.
For a moment, everyone was talking at once, and I didn't know who to answer first. Finally, Boss Ma shouted, "Be quiet!" He said to the thin bamboo pole closest to the door, "Sixth Brother, close the door."
The thin bamboo pole responded in a daze and went to close the door. Boss Ma glanced at the skinned pig on the ground and said in a deep voice, "Don't look for it, the Taoist priest is in the hands of the fourth brother."
At this time, the muscular man was pulling the pig's ears with one hand and holding a hemp rope around its neck with the other hand. He was stunned when he heard this and almost let the animal jump out.
My heart trembled. I saw that all the people in the hall were petrified one by one, like wax figures, with their mouths wide open, eyes wide open, and faces full of disbelief. It seems that only Boss Ma knew about the evil craftsmanship of the Second Granny, so he had a strange look on his face when he left the hall. The others, including the muscle man, Heimao, Yanzi, etc., seemed to know nothing.
The hall was eerily quiet, with only the constant grunting sound of the bull's nose. After a long while, the lion's head finally said tremblingly, "This... Could this... be... the painted skin?"
When he said this, his voice trembled and he was almost crying.
"What is that?" Heimao's dark face turned slightly pale at this moment , and his pair of small eyes darted around, obviously a little panicked.
The lion-headed man said with a pale face, "I... I only heard from my master that there was a monster called 'Painted Skin' in the early years... That magic can peel off the skin of a living person and wrap it around another person, and the person will immediately become the owner of the skin."
Since the disaster at the Fire Bureau, I have been through hardships with the fat man Lionhead, and our friendship has deepened. I know that he has a master, who he said was a fortune teller with a lame leg.
The lion-headed creature's surname was Shi, and his name was Shi Wuming, which was actually the surname of the fortune teller. Fatty Shi was an abandoned baby, who was picked up by the fortune teller on a snowy day a few years ago. When he was brought home, the fat baby was already hanging on to his last breath, so he was simply named Shi Wuming.
It is said that his master is quite capable in fortune-telling and has a small reputation within a radius of 100 miles. Since the fat man was eight or nine years old, his master has taught him the art of physiognomy and fortune-telling, but the fat man probably has no talent in this area and forgets what he has learned. In the end, his master gave up and simply let him go.
About ten years ago, the fortune teller passed away. The fat man was idle for a while and had no proper job. Later, when his family's savings were exhausted, he had to find a way to make a living. Perhaps he was influenced by his master since he was a child. Although he did not learn the fortune-telling skills, he did have some experience in some mysterious things. One time, he accidentally got in touch with Ronghua Funeral Home and became an intermediary.
