The top of the secret room is inlaid with luminous pearls, which glow brightly.

Cen Mingche took out the torch, took off an oil lamp and lit it. He held it in his hand and looked at it inch by inch.

Those beauties are all attached.

And what carries them is not drawing paper.

The material is fine, the color is white and slightly yellow, it has an obvious texture and evenly distributed pores.

This is human skin.

However, the ability of the wild god Jing Huan seems to be much stronger. He doesn't need the whole human skin anymore. Just such a small piece is enough?

This picture of a landscape with beauties enjoying themselves takes up three walls. There are hundreds of figures on it, including jagged rocks, flowers blooming everywhere, and pavilions.

If it weren't for the fact that almost every person represents a life that ended abruptly, it would be considered a masterpiece.

I think this painting should be regarded as an intermediary, at least it plays a relay role, able to transfer the soul to the space where Jing Huan is.

Destroying the mural means destroying this transfer channel.

Not to mention that it can destroy Jing Huan, at least it can also cause blows and damage to her.

But I don’t know if destroying this painting will cause any harm to the eldest princess - for example, it is unreasonable to be as young and beautiful as a girl at the age of 50 or [-].

However, how to completely destroy the police fantasy?

Cen Mingche thought about it again and again.

Generally speaking, for such a wild god, the only way to destroy it is to destroy the main body and destroy the temple without allowing sacrifices.

But there is another way, which is to use the imperial energy in the human world to become a god.

For example, take the list of gods in The Romance of the Gods.

When a dynasty is very glorious and the country is prosperous, the country's destiny will be prosperous.

And such a dynasty and such an emperor can really be granted the title of god.

For example, later generations often used Five Emperors' money to ward off evil spirits - in fact, using a pink Mao Zedong coin can achieve the same effect, but old money that has been circulated has better effects.

If we want to follow this method and destroy the police illusion, we really have to wait until he ascends the throne.

You can directly ask the Ministry of Rites to compile a list of gods. Those on the list are the righteous gods or subordinate gods and are worthy of sacrifice. Those who are not on the list are wild gods or evil gods and must not be sacrificed. Otherwise, they will be investigated and punished.

Then tell the world this list——

There is no place for this kind of police fantasy anymore.

The oil lamp crackled, and the light flashed. Cen Mingche squinted his eyes reflexively, but he saw something more important.

There are patterns on the ground.

There is a hint of brown in the pattern.

It's the trace of dried blood.

Okay, it looks like you need to not only peel the skin, but also bleed it.

Made of both human skin and blood, this vigilante looked less and less like a wild god and more like an evil god.

The most typical evil god is the Wutong God.Folks in the south of the Yangtze River have had the habit of worshiping the "Wutong God" since ancient times. This is one of the obscene sacrifices that the officials are displeased with.It is said that these five are the evil gods who were cultivated by five brothers back then.

Legend has it that the God of Five Powers can make people suddenly rich, but he is rampant in the countryside, prostitutes wives and daughters, and has a stingy and repetitive personality.

However, even though there are so many shortcomings, the mere fact that it makes people rich makes people unable to give up.

There are also domestic immortals in the north, but they are more like wild gods. They like to feed on blood and have a recurring personality, but they generally do not harm people.

Although this warning fantasy sounds so strange, it is actually like the God of Five Powers, except that he has exchanged sudden wealth for eternal youth.

What else is there to say: "Living above the sky of hatred and filling the sea of ​​sorrow, she is the fairy girl who is the warning fairy in the illusory realm of Fangchun Mountain. She handles the world's romantic affairs and moon debts, and controls the worldly women's resentment and male fanatics."

Which serious immortal wants blood and human skin as an offering?

Besides, all gains come at a price.

The youth and beauty of the eldest princess were obviously obtained with the lives of countless young girls.

Thinking of this, Cen Mingche made up his mind and immediately started groping in his game backpack.

Not to mention, although the interface is simple, this game backpack is really easy to use, and the things that exist in the game can still be used in reality.

What Cen Mingche took out was kerosene.

That is crudely extracted petroleum.

This thing is a controlled product in the real world, and it is not easy to extract and is very rare.

But there is no limit to the amount of money you can buy in the game.

Sprinkle kerosene on every corner of the house, especially on the three walls of the painting.

Cen Mingche splashed and retreated.

After climbing the short ladder and reaching the door of the secret room, Cen Mingche let go and threw down the cast iron oil lamp in his hand.

With a "boom", the fire stood up and filled the entire secret room in the blink of an eye.

Cen Mingche flew back, and with another fire, the peach grove on the hillside was completely burned.

Before those who put out the fire could react, in an instant, flames shot into the sky.

Everyone cherishes their lives, so why save the fire in this situation? Run away first.

Especially the eldest prince, Prince Kang, still lives in another courtyard!

When a group of people hurriedly evacuated from the fire scene, they looked back in shock——

The entire courtyard was turned into a sea of ​​fire. There was the smell of kerosene in the air. The tongues of fire licked the beams and rafters, making a "beep, beep, peel, peel" sound.

The carbonized beams collapsed suddenly, sending up a huge cloud of sparks.

It is now the twelfth lunar month, and the northwest wind is cold and hard.

The fire borrows the wind, and the wind helps the fire.

Seeing that there was no way to save the other courtyard, the tenants on Zhuangzi were busy digging insulation strips to prevent fires in order to prevent their own houses from being burned down.

The people in Cen Mingche's village also hurriedly went up the mountain to dig an isolation zone to prevent the fire on the mountain from burning here.

Green smoke curled into the sky, and the firelight dyed half of the sky red.

What a big fire.

After he retired, Cen Mingche quickly changed his clothes and went up the mountain to organize fire prevention and extinguishing, counting people and dispatching tenants.

In this way, he could cover up his hair that was curled by the heat.

Despite all the calculations, I didn't expect that the kerosene would burn so fast, and the ends of my hair were still a little bit ignited by the flames.

By the time the fire was extinguished, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

The two people in the village were exhausted. Their bodies were smelled of dry paste by the flames. Their hair was more or less permed, and their faces and bodies were covered with soot.

Cen Mingche himself is no exception.

Cen Mingyuan was so angry that his whole body was shaking.

In his opinion, this was an outright provocation to him!

Otherwise, it would have been sooner or later, but it happened that there was such a big fire when he was living here!

Is the smell of fire oil so strong that people might not know it was arson?

What a shame, what a shame!

...But the instigator, Cen Mingche, actually had no intention of targeting him at all.

"The fire is all out?"

"Go back to the county king and they will all be destroyed."

"Go! Go in and see!"

The bottom of the original main house was hollowed out, not to mention that the fire started in the secret room.Once burned this time, the original brick and wood structure could no longer hold up and collapsed, forming a large pit.

"What's going on? Is this someone poached by my aunt?"

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