The secret door of the secret room has been pushed open through a gap, and white mist like water vapor is flowing out from the crack in the door.

Jiu Ci was startled for a moment, but I said calmly: "You're already here, why should you hide your head and show your tail? Are you still ghosts and gods?"

As soon as I finished speaking, the door to the secret room opened, and the three figures looked like a family of three standing side by side inside the door, neatly raising their heads and looking out the door.

I squinted at Jiu Ci: "I can see clearly this time!"

The copper coffin in Jiu Ci's hand fell to the ground: "They are not ghosts and gods..."

"Of course they are not." I drank faster: "The real ghosts and gods are already outside."

Jiu Ci suddenly looked back at the door. The sound of blades and crossbows had long since stopped. Even the screams of the villagers before their death seemed to have been wiped out. At that moment, the Paper Man Village became completely silent.

Only the heart-stopping sound of dripping water came from the window.

I clearly felt that someone was clinging to the window, holding the blade of the knife at an angle and peering into the room. The blood from the previous murder was still dripping from the tip of his knife to the ground.

I said calmly: "The person who is supposed to come is here."

"It's good that you know!" Someone sneered outside the window: "You can finish the wine. The skin of a drunk person is easier to peel."

"Do I have to thank you?" As I spoke, I raised the wine jar above my head and drank the last sip of wine.

"No thanks!" The voice of the skinner slowly appeared in front of the window, and the knife in his hand flashed with dazzling blood: "I like tough people. When I skin you, if you can hold back from shouting, I can do it."

Let those two girls go."

"hehe……"

"Oh--"

A total of three sounds came out of my mouth. The first two were sneers, but the third sound was like breathing into thunder, blowing out a stream of white gas that smelled of alcohol.

That's the secret method my master taught me: "Drunkard"

My master is a person who loves to drink. Sometimes he can go all day and night without eating and just drink.

He told me: Drinking can kill people. The difference is whether the person you kill is yourself!

I didn't understand what he meant. However, he gave me a way to kill the enemy with wine, which is to drink the wine into the stomach, use the internal force to press it into wine vapor and then spit it out. This breath can make the ghosts drunk.

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I haven't used "Drunkard" before because I'm not good at cultivation. This move requires at least a master of transformation to use it. Under transformation, no one has enough pure inner strength to turn wine into

Dantian Qi.

The moment the smell of alcohol blew past the skinner's face, the other person's body swayed suddenly, and he fell to the ground crookedly as if he was drunk. The soul-chasing rope in my hand then wrapped around the other person's neck.

I held the soul-chasing rope in one hand, and held Mo Caiwei's palm with the other hand. Just as Mo Caiwei was about to pull her hand away, I shouted loudly: "Jiu Ming, I'll leave it to you!"

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard the sound of heavy crossbow strings exploding from all directions at the same time, and the sound of long arrows breaking through the wind came instantly.

"Get down!" When I grabbed Mo Caiwei and rushed to the ground, the latter slapped Jiu Ci's ankle from the air, and the other party let out a cry of pain and fell to the ground with us.

As soon as the bodies of the three of us came into contact with the ground, the four walls were shattered by the powerful crossbows at the same time. When the long arrows flew crisscrossing the room, beams and broken tiles also fell from the sky.

I only heard the strong wind whipped up by the beams and hit me on the back of my head. Then I turned around and pushed my hands side by side into the air.

"Open-" I knew that using internal force to protect my body would expose my position, but I couldn't let myself be buried under the rubble.

The fallen beams were pushed back into the air with my roar, but I saw a person among the tiles flying in the sky - the Skinner.

The opponent was squatting next to me, with the knife in his hand less than three inches from my throat: "The skill is good, but it's a pity that the wrong person was used."

I lay on the ground and tightened the soul-searching rope with one hand: "You can try, who of us can cut off whose head first."

The skinner looked sideways at the soul-chasing rope around his neck, and the steel knife in his hand paused slightly.

I said in a deep voice: "Jiu Ming, aren't you coming out now?"

"Skin it off! Long time no see!" The person who spoke was Jiu Ming, but his words were not the tone that a village chief should have when facing a foreign enemy. Instead, he sounded like the ridicule of an old friend during a meeting.

The skinner said ferociously: "Are you deboning?"

Jiu Ming smiled and said: "Old friends are old friends. You can see my true identity at a glance."

Jiu Ci beside me exclaimed: "You are a ghost, what did you do to my grandfather?"

Mo Caiwei also looked at Jiu Ming slightly absent-mindedly: "Li Po was really right."

Jiu Ming, it should be said that he was deboning, and ignored the two girls: "Skinning, we were all working with the master back then. The master is gone, and it's time for us to find a new master, don't you think?"

Seeing that the skinner didn't speak, the other party continued: "We have met a good master, Guishen Zhinan. Now the only thing left is that you have not returned to your position. Come back with us, how about fighting with the master like in the past?"
Chapter completed!