The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

Yu Mian gently twisted the fox hair with his fingertips, raised his head and asked, "Are these all the files from the past few years?"

"No, the people who come and go in Pingtian City are a mixed bunch, and there are occasional fights and accidents, as well as illness and drowning. These are just the files that have been selected that are related to the fox disaster."

"Where is it all?"

"The rest of the things are on the shelf behind the fairy," City Lord Jiang pointed.

Yu Mian turned his head to look at another bookshelf, walked forward and quickly flipped through a few volumes, then waved his hand and dozens of volumes floated in the air and opened naturally. After scanning ten lines at a glance, he sorted them out in his brain.

After spending half an hour reading through all the files, Yu Mian let out a light breath, waved his hand and put them back.

She found that her memory seemed to have improved a lot, as if after experiencing the Five Thunders, the strength of her spiritual awareness had risen to a higher level.

Now, just a quick glance is enough to remember everything and quickly organize the content in the mind.

Within three years, more than a thousand people died in Pingtian City, not counting natural deaths, an average of more than one person a day.

Many bodies were not discovered immediately. Most were found three to five days, or even half a month later when they had started to stink. Since most of the dead were people from other places, it did not cause much stir.

Among them, four-fifths were men and one-fifth were women, all of whom were relatively young. Most of the women were girls from brothels and often had fox hair falling off.

Yu Mian looked at the handful of fox fur in front of him and felt that the evidence was clearly before his eyes.

There is a technique in detective movies, which is to make all the evidence lean towards one person in order to cover up the real suspect.

She now feels as if she is being misled...

Or is the truth right before our eyes?

Yu Mian sorted out the information in his mind again, and suddenly a voice came from outside the door, "Lord City Lord, there are floating corpses in Qujiang again!"

Jiang An was originally accompanying the two immortals. Hearing this, he couldn't help but straighten his body and subconsciously raised his foot to go and take a look. Then he thought of the two behind him, "Immortals, do you want to go with me to take a look?"

Yu Mian: "Okay, let's go and take a look."

The three of them moved to the government office. The floating corpse that had just been salvaged was twice the size of a normal person, with a floating white color. Its appearance could not be recognized. There was a straw mat under the body, which was placed on two benches in the yard.

The stench of the corpse could be heard from dozens of meters away, making people dizzy.

Yu Mian held his breath and moved closer, using his spiritual power to lift the sackcloth covering the chest and saw a large hole. The heart was indeed gone. The hole was a penetrating wound, going from the back to the front.

Because the flesh and blood on it had been soaked for so long, some of them could not be identified in their specific shapes. They were mostly cuts and not regular.

The deceased's facial expression was unrecognizable, but he was not wearing any outer clothes and looked like he was killed in the room.

Human eyeballs cannot swell, so his eyes looked particularly ugly on his huge swollen face.

Yu Mian turned around and asked, "Do you have any proof of identity?"

The man in dark blue cloth looked at City Lord Jiang, not knowing who this woman was.

Jiang An covered his face with a handkerchief from more than ten meters away, waved his hand and asked him to answer: "Tell this immortal quickly."

The coroner then said, "Nothing was found. His body was like this when he was salvaged. However, there was a reddish flower bag hanging around his neck."

He took the plate up. Because it had been soaked for so long, the red flower bag that was originally lightly tied around his neck became tighter and tighter, and surprisingly it did not fall off.

It's just that there's a lot of flesh embedded in it, and it looks a bit dirty now.

Yu Mian looked at the object that did not belong to the man, his eyes moved slightly, his spiritual power activated, and then he drew a talisman in front of him and pasted it on the object, then he lightly pinched his fingers.

He took out the primer incense from the Qiankun bag, lit the spiritual fire, and the faint and ethereal incense thread began to wander in a certain direction.

The mortals around were all shocked when they saw this scene. Although they knew that there were immortal masters in the world, they had seen them rarely, let alone seeing an immortal master perform his magical powers.

She followed the direction of the smoke, put on an invisibility talisman, and followed it on the bluestone tiles in the city with moon steps.

After arriving at a certain place, the primer incense actually split into two sides, one side was as thin as a gossamer, and the other side was a little thicker.

How is that possible? An item can only have one specific owner, not to mention such a private thing, which is even more impossible to share.

Yu Mian took a look and chased after the sturdier one, stepping on the wind like a swallow, and followed him to a mass grave. There was still a roll of tattered straw mat, not even half a handful of yellow earth completely covered, revealing an embroidered shoe that was somewhat rotten.

There are not too many scenes like this around, but not too few either. Every few meters there is a simple little mound of earth, or some of them have been washed away by rain, exposing the loess on the surface.

Perhaps it was because the yin energy was too heavy, such a "fertile" land did not grow many weeds, and the ground was covered with turbid black mud.

Yu Mian looked at the torso with the embroidered shoes exposed, and cast a spell to remove the dirt off it, revealing a highly decayed skin that even began to show some bones, but the eyeballs were still preserved.

The smell is enough to kill people.

Fortunately, she could hold her breath.

Yu Mian looked at the human skin sliding out to reveal the forehead, bent over and approached, used his spiritual power to lift it up lightly, and discovered that the torso was not in contact with the skin and flesh.

She pulled out a strand of hair, put it into the drawn talisman, and lit the incense as a primer in the same way.

The cigarette that was supposed to float straight to the corpse in front of it turned around and headed towards a small mound not far from the mass grave.

Yu Mian walked to the small mound of earth, used his spiritual power to dig up the soil, and saw another female corpse that was even more decayed, and the incense stick was floating towards this body.

"Is that human skin from this body?"

"Then... where did this body's human skin come from?"

Yu Mian pulled out another hair and started searching.

An hour later, she had dug up more than a dozen graves.

The corpses were covered in leather, all mismatched and strung together.

Just move all these skins forward and they will match perfectly.

It is true that fox spirits absorb yang energy by tempting humans for pleasure, but fox spirits are naturally beautiful and narcissistic, and they disdain to use the skins of others.

This technique doesn't look like that of a fox spirit, but more like some kind of ghost - the Painted Skin Ghost.

A kind of evil ghost that hides in human skin. It can move during the day and kill people at night, taking their hearts and eating them, leaving the human skin as a replacement.

Every time after killing a beautiful woman, he would put his own, almost decaying body onto the body of the woman he had just killed, and then live in place of the victim.

She restored the small piles of earth, came to the first female corpse, and took a piece of subcutaneous tissue. If her guess was correct, this piece of flesh and blood would lead her to find the skin hidden in the crowd.

Primer fragrance...

Yu Mian walked quickly and headed towards Pingtian City, approaching Qujiang River, which had helped develop the economy of Pingtian City.