Daming's Bizarre Story: Painted Skin

He found a house with the best house, went in and searched. The people in Rongzhuang left in a hurry, except for money and valuables, they did not take away many things, including livestock.

Zhaoran picked out the clothes of the two women, went to the stove to boil the water, then touched the two chickens in the chicken coop with a candle in his hand, then sat at the table and took out the half of the iron ring, thanks to his saving Carefully, he sewed the iron token into Ru Niang's skin, otherwise he just rolled down the mountain just now, and who knows where the token would have been lost.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Zhao Ran felt that the lines on the half of the ring were clearer, but he still couldn't find any way to do it after researching for a long time. He casually threw the iron ring into the basin for cleaning, and saw that Half of it makes you drown but not sink, and it floats leisurely in the water basin.

Zhaoran reached out to pick up the iron order, wiped it dry with a cloth, and then put the lines on it on his arm, just like last time, a puff of green smoke melted the flesh and blood, and Zhaoran's skin and bones were separated.He took off the revealing skin on his body with ease, and then put on Ru Niang's skin, but after all, the woman was petite, and some parts were stretched a bit, which made Zhao Ran spend a lot of effort, and was worried that she wouldn't put it on. Ru Niang's skin was torn, and when he finished wearing the skin, he found that some places were too big.

— such as boobs.

Zhaoran was dizzy from hunger, leaning on the wall and walking towards the kitchen, thinking that he was not so careless back then, it really is easy to go from simple to extravagant, and it is difficult to go from extravagant to simple.

Farmers raise chickens to provide chickens with a place to lay eggs and sleep. On weekdays, the chickens are left to look for insects everywhere. Although the chickens are not fat, the meat is delicious. Therefore, although the native chickens are not fully cooked, they are already The aroma of the house.

Zhao Ran held back his eyes and waited for the chicken to be cooked, then used chopsticks to fork the chicken out of the pot, and ate it clean with the sauce and sesame oil in the stove.

After the two chickens were eaten, it was obvious that the whole person seemed to have some energy. He took the basin and took a photo, and the flesh and blood under the skin were plump. He did not have the sarcoma like his mother, so his forehead did not protrude, but the skin color there was slightly Some blue and black.

Zhaoran picked up the scissors and randomly cut a fringe for himself to cover the black and blue patch, and then took a photo of the water, under the candle under the water, the three-pointed beauty was also illuminated, so Zhaoran was quite satisfied in his heart, Thinking of Ru Niang, I couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional.

Ru Niang's facial features are actually average, but she has a fair complexion and a slender figure. If there is no sarcoid on her forehead, she can actually be regarded as the jasper next door.

Zhao Ran looked down, and couldn't help feeling a little sad, the flesh on the side had grown well, but the breasts couldn't hold up, Ru Niang's full but not dissatisfied, plump but not plump charm remained.

He thought for a while, then picked up the candle and went to the chicken coop again. The chicken in the chicken coop that night was unlucky, and was eaten by Zhao Ran, but even if Zhao Ran was full, the two bumps on his chest were still there. He was a little discouraged when he couldn't get up, but he had to forget it.

Zhaoran was fed up, and naturally thought of the well behind the Santuncai House in his mind.

The flying python in the well was dispersed by the Buddhas of Xiaoxing Mountain, but what is there in the well, what exactly is the flying python, and how did it come here?As soon as Zhao Ran thought about it, he scratched his heart and lungs with curiosity, so he picked up two sticks of firewood at the back of the house, wrapped them tightly with cloth, poured lamp oil on them, made two torches, and headed towards the back room.

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There is no trace of people in Rongjiazhuang at this moment, it is winter again, there is no sound of insects and frogs, the night is dark, and the surroundings are like a sealed ink painting, deadly silence.

The roof of the earth tile house has collapsed, obviously caused by the flying python rushing out of the well, a lot of arrows fell on the ground, and there is a circle of white human bones scattered around, it seems to belong to the archers of Jin Yiwei Zhao Ran thought that Wen Zhigeng could still escape like this, it really is a wicked person who has lived for thousands of years.

He stepped over the dilapidated building, the well was open under the faint moonlight, revealing a dark hole upwards, the pattern on the discarded manhole cover looked a bit like the half token, and it was obvious that he first used the rope to enter the well Throwing a torch, and then quickly fell to the ground, after a while there was no movement in the well, so Zhao Ran looked into the well.

A chilly air rushed towards his face, accompanied by a rancid smell, he obviously stuck the remaining torch on his back, and crawled in through the hole with the help of the little spark from the ground.

The hole was about ten meters deep. When Zhaoran stepped on the ground, he found that the ground was extremely solid, a bit like a stone. The place he touched was damp and slippery, but there was no moss growing on it. He bent down and picked up the torch on the ground. , I took a look around and found another passage at the bottom of the well.

The entrance of the road is long and long, sloping upwards slightly. I can't see the source when I shine it with a torch. He felt some strange lines where his fingers touched, and he lowered his head to take a closer look with a torch, and found that they were actually paintings carved on the stone wall, and there were continuous passages, one after another.

The lines of the stone murals are rough and simple, but the narration is clear and lifelike. The picture in front of you is a strange-looking person receiving a command from an emperor.

Zhaoran touched the front. From the first painting, the first painting is the emperor offering sacrifices to heaven. The strange thing is that the lower body clothes of the people behind him are still decorated with crimson animal skins. Zhaoran thought for a while and suddenly realized. , this emperor is the king of Zhou, and these animal skins are all the princes and ministers. This picture shows the king of Zhou leading his ministers to the tower to worship the sky.

The second picture shows the king of Zhou entertaining guests. On the right are all princes and ministers, while on the left are all grotesque people. One of them even has a snake's head, which is really terrifying.

In ancient times, it was said that the king of Zhou was ordered by the gods to attack Zhou, and there were various gods to help on the road, but Zhao Ran didn't think that these people had the air of a fairy family, so he couldn't help but rubbed his chin, wondering if the rumors were not true of?

The third picture is that the snake-headed man took over the command from King Zhou.

The fourth painting is a tower battle, a headless man stands on the roof, the sky is covered with black mist, a huge flying python hovers in the air, and the enemy army downstairs is full of bones.

The fifth one is that the snake-headed man is wearing a military uniform, and a red animal skin is also hung underneath.

Afterwards, the pattern is not clear anymore, and Ren Zhaoran wiped it again and again, but he still couldn't see what was painted behind, as if someone had shoveled it off.

Zhao Ran couldn't help feeling a little regretful, thinking that since this snake-headed man became a prince, how could he never be famous, and finally be filled in the well?

He stooped and walked for a distance, turned his head again, and finally stopped in front of the second picture. He finally knew where the strange feeling in his heart came from. The position under King Zhou's left head was blank. There should also be a seat for the prince on the right, so where did No. 1 go at the bottom of King Zhou's left head?

Zhaoran felt the blank space, different from the previous pattern, the gouging marks here were quite new, and it was not long before they should be shoveled off, he thought to himself who shoveled away No.1 on the left head.

Just as he was thinking, he seemed to hear a rustling sound at the entrance of the cave, so he couldn't help but hastily put out the torch in his hand, climbed to the entrance of the cave and looked around, if Wen Zhigeng also came down the well at this time, he would be caught up.