Chapter 59 Human Skin Scripture

Chang Jiuzhen was still sitting on the tiger-skin chair, but the composure and ease he had shown in the illusion were gone, replaced only by the fear of a man facing death.

He had personally witnessed how the ghost he relied on was crushed by the seal, leaving only a human skin—a human skin that remained less than two meters from the tiger-skin chair.

I walked closer and stepped on the gilded seal that was pressing down on the human skin. I coldly looked at the corpses hanging on either side of the hall.

The ghost sacrifice was over, and the twelve human skins had been peeled off the backs of living people by the ghost and laid flat on the ground.

The backs of the human skins were covered with scriptures, and the bloodstains beneath them were still flowing.

The Human Skin Scripture had reappeared in the world!

I walked towards Chang Jiuzhen and unfurled the Soul-Chasing Rope: "Come with me!"

"No!" Chang Jiuzhen, on the contrary, seemed unusually calm. "I've killed so many people and run from the underworld for so many years. If I go back with you, won't I just end up in the eighteenth level of hell?"

Chang Jiuzhen said in a deep voice, "I, Chang Jiuzhen, was once a bandit. I don't want to go back and suffer that kind of punishment!"

Some hardened bandits would rather resist to the death, not necessarily because they were inherently ferocious, but because they feared the government's punishment. Especially in ancient times, bandits resisted to the end just to die a quick death.

Chang Jiuzhen had skinned so many people alive that, in ancient times, he would have been executed by slow slicing. The punishment in the underworld was even more terrifying than that.

While Chang Jiuzhen was speaking, he pulled out a Bai Zhou curved blade from under the tiger-skin chair: "This blade is not bad; let it see me off on my final journey!"

Chang Jiuzhen raised the blade and aimed it at his neck, but I became alert and quickly retreated, pulling Zhao Yuezhu with me.

The moment Chang Jiuzhen raised the blade, I saw the murderous madness in his eyes.

He not only wanted to commit suicide, but also wanted to take both of us with him.

Sure enough, after raising the blade, Chang Jiuzhen raised a hand and pressed it down on the armrest of the chair.

I had just retreated to the door with Zhao Yuezhu when Chang Jiuzhen's palm was already close to the armrest of the seat.

No matter how fast I was, I couldn't outpace his mechanism!

Just as I was desperately urging all my true qi to protect Zhao Yuezhu, a sword qi suddenly emerged from between Chang Jiuzhen's eyebrows.

The cold and beautiful sword light instantly blew away Chang Jiuzhen's crown, and the moment his eyes bulged out of their sockets, he exploded into a sky full of phosphorus light.

At that time, his palm was about to touch the armrest of the chair!

I rushed to the side of the tiger-skin chair and used my knife to pry open the armrest, only to see the hidden detonating device underneath. If the sword light had been a little slower just now, Zhao Yuezhu and I would have been blown to pieces.

"Leng Gou's 'Sword Shatters the Soul' came just in time." I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead and said, "Qin Xin, collect all the human skins and call Leng Gou to have him meet us at the Earth God Temple."

I came out of the secret room and dragged Zhao Yuezhu to the back seat of the car, staring into her eyes without letting go: "Look at me!"

Zhao Yuezhu felt uneasy under my gaze and twisted her body subconsciously: "What are you looking at?"

"Tell the truth!" I stared at her without moving. "How did you kill that human skin?"

Zhao Yuezhu let out a long sigh: "Is that it? Don't Ye Xiansheng (Wild Exorcist) always use Buddha statues, seals, and things like that to fight ghosts?"

Zhao Yuezhu was right. Ye Xiansheng himself couldn't make spirit talismans or magical artifacts; he could only use clumsy methods, such as bringing Buddha statues blessed by eminent monks to fight ghosts.

Seeing me squinting and not speaking, Zhao Yuezhu quickly said, "The Buddha statue was obtained by my father through connections. As for which temple it came from, I don't know."

"That seal was something I found at a flea market. The seller thought it was a fake, so I bought it at a very low price. It's a Qing Dynasty Commander-in-chief's seal!"

My eyes almost popped out: "The Commander-in-chief's seal just ended up in your hands like that? No wonder they wanted to kill you first; it turns out you are their tribulation!"

It was not uncommon for Ye Xiansheng to find treasures at flea markets. Many things that antique collectors considered worthless were treasures in Ye Xiansheng's hands.

The idea of using seals to suppress ghosts had existed since ancient times, especially official seals that were currently in use, which were even more effective.

Although the Qing Dynasty Commander-in-chief's seal did not have the blessing of the imperial dynasty's luck, the military might of that year was still there, and as a one-time magical artifact, its power was extraordinary.

I finally understood why Chang Jiuzhen had to suppress Zhao Yuezhu with bad luck first. It was to suppress the luck on her body, so that Zhao Yuezhu couldn't find anything to restrain him.

However, man's calculations were no match for heaven's. He still died at Zhao Yuezhu's hands.

I hadn't figured out why Ye Yang's sword strike came so timely when Zhao Yuezhu tentatively asked, "Li Po, my father has joined Liang Jie Tang (Two Realms Hall), so I'm considered a member of Liang Jie Tang, right? What position are you going to arrange for me?"

Without even thinking, I replied, "You have such good luck, just squat at the door as a mascot! I'll find you a pretty rope."

"Li Po—you bastard—" Zhao Yuezhu went crazy again.

I quickly jumped into the driver's seat and drove away. There was still a pile of things waiting for me to deal with at the Earth God Temple!