Crossing fortune telling: Mental illnesses running in both directions

"Dead smell?"

On the other end of the sound transmission note, He Qingyu quietly listened to his eldest daughter's complaints and tilted his head slightly.

"I have heard of a cult forbidden technique that was circulated before."

"What is it?" Shen Zhinian widened his eyes. Damn, it's true.

He Qingyu uttered two words lightly: "Change skin."

No spiritual power is needed to support it. Just know the spell and carve it on the wooden barrel that needs to be soaked. It is also relatively simple to meet the requirements for skin change.

It's just that both parties who change skins need to go through skinning once.

Use a small knife to cut an opening in the skin at the spine on the back, then slowly use the knife to separate the skin and flesh around the edges and pick them apart.

Until a complete human skin was obtained without even a single hair missing.

If both parties are willing to endure the pain and exchange it with each other, it would be fine. However, there are perverts every year, and no one will stop them if they like to self-harm.

The problem is that the last requirement for a successful skin change is that one of the two people has to drain all the blood from his body.

Let the other person soak his whole body in a wooden barrel prepared in advance and engraved with spells, and finally perform skin fusion in this pool of blood.

The person who succeeds in the end can replace the other person's identity, which is an extremely bloody and unethical practice.

He Qingyu frowned: "But in the past, the world of immortal cultivation had always used spiritual awareness to identify people. This forbidden technique requires one to endure inhuman pain, and in the end it can only deceive mortals, so it is not popular."

No one would think that even after all the trouble, the true identity is still known to everyone.

Besides, the owner of this human skin had been dead for a long time after his blood was drained, so the human skin naturally exudes the smell of death all the time.

The development of this forbidden technique was just a rubbish substitute for possession of another's body.

You can neither deceive the heavens nor those who possess even a trace of spiritual power. You can only deceive yourself.

God would have known that even though the world of immortal cultivation was gone, this thing was actually passed down and can actually play a role now.

Shen Zhinian: "..."

I knew these stowaways were brutal, but I never expected that the extent of their brutality has reached a new low.

Duan Tinghan & Fang Wushuang: “!!!”

No wonder Fu Xiuyuan is so ugly, it seems like he has the genes of a beast in human skin!

If it weren't for Mrs. Fu's genes, she would be even uglier than she is now.

After He Qingyu finished explaining, he suddenly said seriously: "The person who uses this forbidden technique must have his skin destroyed before he dies."

Duan Tinghan had never heard of this before. He took a deep breath and said, "Why, why?"

Shen Zhinian patted his shoulder with a look of frustration: "Why else? Since he has replaced the original owner's identity in the eyes of the world, if he is allowed to wear this skin until his death, all these sins will be counted on the original owner."

That would be an unjust death. He had already been skinned and bled to death, and now he had to take the blame.

It’s okay to take the blame, but I’m going to be punished by God... Oh, no, I’m going to be thrown into hell and tortured.

Don’t even think about having a next life.

He Qingyu hummed in agreement: "If possible, it would be best to let everyone know his true identity, and the backlash will also be transferred to the stowaways who helped him change his skin."

Fang Wushuang asked silently: "Then...Mrs. Fu...?" That's enough, this time she really felt sorry for this crying fence-sitter!

Originally, she just had to make a choice between her husband, her younger son, and Fu Guanci. She was a human being, so it was no wonder that she was estranged from her eldest son, who she did not raise by her side.

But damn, in the end, the husband she loved so much was replaced a long time ago, and even her youngest son was born to that dirty guy.

In the end, he stood on the side of the two dirty guys and hurt them together... well, even though the second brother didn't care, it was still hurtful, as he hurt his eldest son, the fruit of his love.

Oh, some time ago, this youngest son was already thinking about how to kill her.

When this question was raised, everyone fell silent.

Shen Zhinian shuddered: "It's over, this kind of thing is bound to hurt innocent women..."

Regardless of whether the truth is told or not, Mrs. Fu is destined to be hurt.

If I tell her, I'm afraid I'll be so sick that I'll collapse and vomit blood. This Fu Huairen is not the same Fu Huairen. If I don't tell her, she'll have to suffer the pain of losing her husband and son, and Fu Huairen himself in the underworld will probably collapse.

Why is it that the messengers of justice are the ones who have to bear moral condemnation for the harm done to people by illegal immigrants?

Why? ! ! !

Seeing the people struggling, He Qingyu sighed softly, "Can't you still send me dreams? Don't worry, I will find a way to go to the underworld again."

Although Fu Huairen has been dead for a long time, considering Fu Guanci's age, he has been dead for at least twenty years.

However, the identity of death replaced the little man who changed his skin. Even if others don’t believe it, he will definitely try to stay in the underworld because of his obsession.

In addition, with the reform of the underworld nowadays, it is much more convenient than before to find Fang Wuxian.

That’s right… Oh, I’m sorry, brother Yan Wang.

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"Ah Xiang, Ah Xiang!" Shen Zhinian walked straight through the solid wooden door like a gust of wind. "I'm telling you a shocking secret. That Fu Huairen is actually a little... uh... person wearing the skin of your biological father?"

The man was about to get out of the bath, and he casually put his hand on the towel on the stand beside him, revealing his strong and muscular upper body. Crystal clear water droplets slowly slid down his handsome face, and his thin lips were tightly pursed, moving down again and again.

She has a lean and powerful figure, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and looks particularly abstinent and attractive.

Before Shen Zhinian could finish her words, Teng's face quickly turned red: "!!!" Ahhhhhh Daddy, help me, she saw my junior brother naked!!!

No, why didn't she pay attention to the time? It's already night!

It’s all because I’ve gotten used to this state.

Shen Zhinian never thought that he would experience such a feeling of shame and anger in his lifetime.

He was so frightened that his soul flew away. He covered his eyes and flew around, then hit an unknown wall and rushed out.

The room was completely silent. Fu Guanci stood there in a daze. His breathing stopped for a moment and he even forgot to pick up the towel.

After a long while, he quickly picked up the towel and wrapped himself.

Turning his head, he felt his heart beating abnormally. His usually deep black eyes were now flickering with a hint of helpless shame, and even his ears were red.

"so stupid."