Museum of Demons

The changes that took place in the laneway couldn’t be kept away from others. Although Wei Yuan blocked the man’s change and did not let the children behind him see the man’s change, the other side strode this way and was then prevented from this process. Still very clear.

　　 Wei Yuan drew out the certificate given by Zhou Yi with his hand, and said with his back to the kindergarten:

　　 "Police, take the children home."

　　 "Oh, good, good."

The kindergarten teacher was a twenty-two-year-old young woman. She quickly reacted with a pale face. She pushed the children who hadn’t left to the kindergarten one by one. Wei Yuan closed his eyes. He originally wanted to follow this one who was mixed into the crowd. After drawing Pi Nu, see what it plans to do, and then call Zhou Yi to notify that there is a problem here.

　　 But I didn't expect that its purpose is kindergarten.

　　 Wei Yuan let out a sigh of relief, still holding the pork belly next to the bag.

He didn't bring the Eight-faced Han Sword, but the broken sword, which was the sustenance of the Qi's army's soul, did not leave his body. Holding the broken sword in his backhand, fisted in his left hand, and guarding beside his temple, the painted skin slave roared and rushed forward, but Wei Yuan Without moving his fist or sword, he directly charged his strength and kicked on the opposite side's door.

　　 The gentle man's face was shrunk a little, and his body staggered to one side.

　　 Both eyes were still twisted and looked at Wei Yuan.

　　 Wei Yuan held the sword in his backhand and quickly approached left and right.

　　 Painted Pi Nu roared, his left foot slammed on the ground, stood firmly, and then twisted his waist.

　　'S right arm flicked like a whip, and threw it towards Wei Yuan with a sound of breaking through the air.

　　 Wei Yuan's expression remained unchanged, and he rolled forward, avoiding this empty door with a huge move.

　　 got up and pierced the armpit of'Fangcheng' with a broken sword in his hand, and squeezed it sharply.

　　 This is one of the extremely vicious and vicious moves in the Qi's military soul experience.

　　 But Hua Pi Nu didn't get hurt at all, and his arm joints slammed back towards Wei Yuan.

　　 The speed is too fast, the power is too great, and the skin even appears strangely folds.

Wei Yuan raised his hand, the broken sword tilted upwards to arc, blocked the attack, got up and backed up, and stepped directly on the leg of Fangcheng with his right foot. After he was able to [Inject Spirit], his physical fitness was also improved. With a heavy kick, Fang Cheng staggered and fell to the ground.

　　 Wei Yuan knelt directly on Fang Cheng's back, pressing his arms with his knees.

　　 Finger quickly stroked the blade.

The text on the 　　 Crouching Tiger Waist Card lit up.

　　 Dahan Si Li Xiaowei·Wei.

　　 At last, the blade of the sword lit up with a layer of pale gold, as brilliant as sunlight.

　　 slammed backhand horizontally.

　　 Struggling and howling, the neck of'Fang Cheng' who raised his head was cut open.

　　 There is nothing in it.

But under Zhu Ling’s sword, it seemed that something had been chopped up. Fang Cheng gave Wei Yuan a bitter look, opened his mouth, and then shrank directly into a complete human skin. The clothes are lying on the ground, the eyes, hair, and snout are intact, making people panic behind their backs.

　　 Wei Yuan stood up silently, wiped the dirt on his clothes, and put away the broken sword.

　　 took out the phone and flipped through it.

　　 Zhou Yi.

　　 He didn't expect to use this phone number so soon.

　　 looked up, there were already police officers around.

　　 Wei Yuan dialed this number.

　　 "Officer Zhou? Well, this is Wei Yuan."

　　 "My situation is a bit special here, can you come here?"

　　………………

　　 The anonymous special investigation team certificate that Wei Yuan holds is very useful.

Although the police were still a little hesitant, they dispersed the pedestrians around this laneway and sealed it off. Wei Yuan sat on the stone steps next to him, watching from a distance the kindergarten children were picked up by the adults who came. Some are crying.

　　 There is only one little girl with a pale face sitting quietly.

　　 She was left to the last one.

　　 Wei Yuan leaned against the wall and took out a tissue to wipe the broken sword.

　　 Along with the roar of the locomotive, the steel beast stopped next to Wei Yuan, Zhou Yi walked over quickly, glanced at the human skin, then looked at Wei Yuan, with a solemn expression: "What happened?"

　　 Wei Yuan briefly explained what happened.

　　 pointed at the pile of human skins and said, "Painted skin slaves."

　　 "Man is devoured by ghosts, heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, not even a single bone is left."

　　 "There is only one human skin left, and the three souls and seven souls are left with one soul and one soul, which is hidden in this human skin."

　　 Zhou Yi squatted down, reached out and touched the human skin that the surrounding police did not dare to touch, opened part of the face, her expression suddenly changed, and her voice blurted out:

　　 "Fang Cheng?!"

　　 "Do you recognize him?!"

　　 Zhou Yi's face looked ugly: "Yes, one of the survivors in the previous mountaineering disappearance case."

　　 Wei Yuan reacted, his face was a bit wrong:

　　 "One of?"

　　 Zhou Yi nodded with a sullen face: "The other is Wu Shan, the initiator of that mountaineering."

　　 She took out her mobile phone directly, dialed out quickly, and said neatly:

　　 "Xuan Yi, go to check Wu Shan's current location immediately."

　　 Put the phone away and sat directly on the locomotive. The locomotive's engine roared and brought a puff of smoke, and it stopped directly in front of Wei Yuan. Zhou Yi threw a helmet to Wei Yuan and said, "Get in the car."

　　 Wei Yuan also knows the threat of another Painted Pi slave in the city.

　　 nodded and sat behind Zhou Yi.

The locomotive departed quickly. When leaving, Wei Yuan’s Yu Guang saw that the last little girl was picked up. The one who picked her up was the thin man with the surname Zhang. The man ran to the girl in small steps. He held the child in his arms, his shoulders quivered, and he was obviously terrified. Instead, it was the girl who gently stroked his father's back to comfort him.

　　 seems to have noticed Wei Yuan.

　　 She turned her head, a clean smile appeared on her pale little face, and waved her hand.

　　 Lips open and close.

　　 "Thank you, Uncle Police."

　　 Wei Yuan smiled and nodded in response.

　　 The locomotive has passed this road quickly.

　　 He withdrew his gaze, and finally knew why that little girl would stay till the end.

　　 It seems that the man did something else before.

　　 bitter...

　　…………

　　 Zhou Yi and Wei Yuan arrived at the police station.

　　 Wei Yuan also learned of this so-called disappearance along the way.

More than 30 people have been missing. This time Fang Cheng and Wu Shan were the survivors who were discovered for the first time. They were discovered by the local police and sent to Quan City. They were covered by paintings, and ordinary methods of surveying spirit bodies were unable to detect them. Found in the first time.

　　 When they entered, Xuan Yi and the local police had spent all their efforts to mobilize surveillance.

　　 finally found Wu Shan. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

　　 It's just that it's already an empty human skin.

　　…………

　　 On the monitor.

　　 in a dead corner with no one.

The man named Wu Shan took off his clothes, turned his head, smiled at the monitor, and carefully took off the second layer of'clothes', revealing the thick bones, and finally tore it, his face was completely covered. tear off.

　　The movements are delicate and soft.

Next to 　　, a police officer couldn't help but retching, and ran out covering his mouth.

　　 Wu Shan dropped the human skin and disappeared quickly.

　　 This is not a painted skin slave.

　　 There is only a layer of soul under the skin of the skin slave.

　　 This is painted skin.

Wei Yuan looked at the surveillance area map next to Quan City, five municipal districts, with more than 7 million permanent residents, a demon who can easily change his appearance and identity, and create a painted skin slave, mixed with this huge flow of people. The consequences of modern cities are far greater than they were in ancient legends.

　　 In the most terrifying situation, the entire spring city may become a ghostly human skin city.

　　Different from ancient times, a city in ancient times may have only tens of thousands of people, but now there are millions of people.

　　 Old man, child, young man.

　　 And it has the high mobility that ancient horses couldn’t keep up with.

　　 Especially when it looked at the surveillance, these monsters had at least a certain understanding of modern technological creations.

　　A demon that can move quickly with the help of modern vehicles?

　　 Zhou Yi looked at Wei Yuan.

　　 Wei Yuan let out a sigh of relief, this kind of thing, you can't stand by with your arms, nodded refreshingly, and said:

"I know."

　　 "I will do my best to help with this matter."