The donkey demon itself was exhausted, and now the Yin God has also suffered severe damage and is immediately frightened.

"Take your life, the little demon you ask will definitely tell you everything you want."

"Then let me ask you, do you know that Jinhua died of energy being drained from his energy these days?"

"The little demon knows, but it's not what I did."

Jiang Taiping frowned: "The dead are all men, so I naturally know that it was not yours. But this should be the hunting ground for that person. If you can come here to hunt, it must be related. Tell me, I will spare you from death."

"Real person, Xiao Yao has nothing to do with that person."

"Um?"

"Little Yao is so vain that the real person is in Jinhua recently. How dare we be arrogant in Jinling? But this brothel is not counted. Xiao Yao gave money, and it is not so much. She can experience extraordinary happiness and make money. Why not do it? It will be enough to keep it for two days."

The donkey is so vibrating and innocent.

The old duck already knew about the silver and cursed: "Bah, you shameless, you use stones as silver and are so striking. I really think you can hide the truth from the real person's eyes. Besides, you are so happy that you are exhausted in just the past eighteen hours. What's the happiness of our girl?"

Jiang Taiping waved his hand: "Don't change the topic. If it works, you will live. If it doesn't work, you will die."

"It's useful, useful. Although I haven't seen any ghost, I can smell her. She wants men and women, and she doesn't interfere with each other. But if I were in front of the little demon, I would definitely recognize her. As far as I know, there is only one secret method that can block the eyes of a real person."

"Tell me, look."

"Drawing skin must be a method of painting skin. If this kind of magic is used, if a ghost is used to practice authentic Taoist magic, it can also suppress the yin energy and make people unable to distinguish it."

Jiang Taiping frowned slightly. "Painted Skin" is also a very well-known article in the Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, but Jiang Taiping is sure that this painted Skin is definitely not the one he is familiar with.

Because that ghost doesn't know how to practice, he can't hide it from his Dharma Open. He still knows that piece of painting. Although he didn't do it himself, it doesn't match the task that others have done.

"Does it smell?"

"Yes, real people are not monsters, so it is normal that they cannot tell the smell. The special smell emitted by human skin is too obvious to us monsters."

"Okay, Mother Wang, please let all the girls in the building walk in front of this evil beast and let him identify them."

"Okay." Lao Ya quickly made arrangements. If this matter is not solved, there is no way to be good when returning to Jinling.

Although the boat was big, it brought not many girls, and even the maid was only more than forty.

Soon, including the top cards, even Li Wangyou.

"No, these are not all." said the donkey demon.

Jiang Taiping looked at the old duck, and the old duck hurriedly said, "Real person, everyone is here. Look..."

"There is another person who has not come." Jiang Taiping sighed.

Li Wangyou said in amazement: "You mean, Sister Yujing, this is impossible."

"She comes here with you, where are you now?"

"Go to her room and have a look." The old duck said to the guard.

The guard smiled bitterly: "Mom Wang, that's a ghost of skin, how dare we?"

Many people died, and they all turned into mummies. It was so miserable and terrifying. Who dared?

Even Li Wangyou had a pale face. She thought that Yujing had met halfway through. In this way, this guy was not Bian Yujing at all.

Jiang Taiping was not in a hurry and said, "It seems that you have not played a role."

"Take your life for the real person, let your life for the real person."

"Well, God has the virtue of living a life. Now you have lost a hundred years of Taoism and cannot transform into shape. It just so happens that the real person still lacks the strength of his foot. Forget it, riding a donkey is too unstyled, I think..."

"The real person's clarification is not a problem for the little demon to travel thousands of miles a day. No BMW is as good as the horse. Moreover, the little demon is rotten and smelly, and it is not delicious."

The donkey demon also saw Ali lying on the window. When he saw Ali drooling, he was frightened and everyone immediately left the room. It was so sexy.

"Ali, do you still eat it?" Jiang Taiping asked.

"Bah, you're disgusted. Forget it, let's go with your master."

"Then take him back, and you come to me later."

"I know me."

As the cat moaned, Ah Li turned like a black leopard, with five tails swaying behind her, and one tail was rolled up by the donkey monster.

Then it turned into a black lightning, and walked along the waves on the river surface, and disappeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.

Everyone was frightened. In the past few days, Ah Li was wandering around the boat. Many people even thought the kitten was cute, and they even gave it food or teased it, and some wanted to catch it.

I never thought that such a cute cat turned out to be a big monster.

Li Wangyou smiled very stiffly. She loved Ali the most. She used many methods to seduce Ali before she had only stroking her cat several times. This time she was trembling.

Especially those who caught Ah Li were shocked and suddenly became in a mess.

"Take me to Bian Yujing's room."

With Jiang Taiping's courage, they had the courage to follow.

Jiang Taiping used his magical powers a few days ago to impress them, otherwise he would not have been treated like this here.

Now, I am still convinced by a monster, and there is also an even more terrifying monster as a pet, and I have long regarded Jiang Taiping as a god.

With Jiang Taiping here, they naturally won’t be afraid.

There was indeed no one in Bian Yujing's room, but when he saw the scene in the room, several women suddenly screamed and rolled their eyes and fainted.

I saw the windows in the room open, and a piece of skin on the screen swayed in the wind, making people feel cold in their hearts.

Isn't that Bian Yujing, but the ghost is gone.

Jiang Taiping opened his magic eyes and saw two silk threads tied up the skin, wrapping them around his two fingers.

I saw a piece of paper in a blink of an eye, and the rice paper floated up with a thought.

"The people who kill the evil people in my family are all killed, not killing innocent people indiscriminately. I hope the real person will not be used by others. If you let the slave go for a while, don't continue to investigate."

Jiang Taiping moved the two things back to his residence, turned around and said, "Okay, Yanyu Tower should be safe. I want to chase the ghost, you guys continue."

Li Wangyou sighed and said, "Real person, if nothing unexpected happens, we will leave Jinling the day after tomorrow. Are you still here?"

"Come naturally."

Jiang Taiping went ashore and followed one of the silk threads toward the eastern suburbs.

After a while, Ali had already followed.

"Meow, master, I think that person has no entanglement of hostility and complex karma, otherwise he would not have hidden it from his master's eyes. So what she said is credible. Will the master really kill him?"

Jiang Taiping paused for a moment, shook his head and said, "Ali, you can't just look at things in front of you. This ghost is just an appearance, and it's basically something that someone in Jinhua wants to kill me."

"What does the master mean?"
Chapter completed!