Chapter 40: Handsome face

Liang Yin was a little depressed. The migraine started to come on. She felt a little uncomfortable. She put her elbow on the edge of the carriage window and looked out the window.
At this time, her subtle attention may be weakened because of the headache.
If she were a little more careful at this time, she could find that the opposite boy was tense, his fists were tightly clenched under the sleeves, and the white ears of the boy were red as blood at the moment.
Liang Yin underestimated her migraine symptoms, and she fell asleep in pain.
When she woke up, Lu Feng woke her up, saying that she had arrived at the place.
Qing Luo got out of the carriage a long time ago and didn't wake her at all.
Liang Yin walked out of the carriage and saw all the disciples and I were together, standing at the entrance of the village.
It is already night. There are no lights in the village, it's pitch black, beside this lush forest. It looks very lame.
A few disciples opened the Huozhezi, put them on their mouths and blew them.
"Master sister. This village looks a little weird. Why didn't there even a lamp light up at night?"
Lu Feng carried the sword on his back, turned his head and looked at Liang Yin, frowning tightly.
It's easy to see the problem for those who practice the Taoism like them.
The highest cultivation level among this disciple is Liang Yin, and it is natural to see the ghostly atmosphere surrounding the village.
"There is a black mist in the sky above the village. The master is right, this time it is indeed a horrible person. Please be careful." Liang Yin said, he drew out the long sword in his hand.
Before entering the village. She glanced at the young man in white standing aside.
Perhaps because of the shrinking of the fire, Liang Yin couldn't really see it, but she still seemed to find that Qing Luo didn't even give her a look.
She retracted her gaze and sighed slightly.
Qing Luo, it's because I was hurt too deeply in the last life, so you don't want to care about me in this life?
But... I won't give up!
The corners of Liang Yin's mouth evoked a slight arc, and in his smart eyes, there was a ray of light that was inevitable.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Several disciples stepped forward and knocked on the old wooden door. But after knocking it down. No one opened the door.
When Lu Feng saw no one opened the door, they shouted again: "The villagers open the door, we are the disciples of Qing Lanzong!"
"We are here to help you!"
...
Lu Feng shouted in a circle, but still no one opened the door.
"Master sister, what is going on? Didn't the master say that these villagers stopped her today?
These villagers must know that someone will come to help them today. Why doesn't anyone open the door? What's wrong? "
A disciple asked Liang Yin. Lu Feng's expression on the side also became serious.
Everyone's eyes fell on Liang Yin at the moment, waiting for this answer.
"Kick the door directly!" Liang Yin said indifferently.
"What?" Lu Feng thought he had heard it wrong and opened his eyes wide?
He turned his head to look at Liang Yin, waiting for the next words from the two.
The surrounding disciples were like Lu Feng, staring at the cool tone as if they had seen a ghost.
With identities like them, to kick the door of the people's room, this, it's not justified!
Liang Yin watched the gap in the distance open and close quickly, and couldn't help squinting his eyes.
Standing in the crowd, Bai He came over, looking at Liang Yin with a displeased expression:
"Master sister, we are cultivators. How can we kick someone else's door?
This kind of rough thing. Only those butchers do it. How can we do such a thing?
What if you smash someone's door? How will they live in the future? "
Bai He looks like a Virgin. All at once won the favor of many disciples.
"Yes! Sister, if you kick the door of someone's room like this, they will definitely be angry!"
"Yes, this is not good for our Qinglanzong's reputation!"
"Little Junior Sister is right. In this way, what is the difference between us and the butcher?"
"Bah, baah! You know what a fart, are you talking about Senior Sister, like a butcher? If there is nothing wrong, how could Senior Sister let him kick the door?!"
Luo Feng glared at a few people angrily, and they fell silent immediately.
Liang Yin glanced at Bai He coldly. The eyes are extremely cold. After touching this gaze. Baihe's back was suddenly cold.
Why did the master sister look at her with such cold eyes? Had the elder sister discovered that she deliberately ridiculed her?
No, it's impossible! The master sister is so stupid, how could she find her careful thinking.
Liang Yin ignored the changing look on Bai He's face, and said coldly: "If you can't save your life. What do you want this house to do?"
As soon as the voice fell, Liang Yin raised his foot fiercely and kicked one of the wooden doors open with a bang.
The old wooden door fell to the ground, and the dim yellow light on the fire book suddenly illuminated everything in the house.
After seeing the scene in the room, all the disciples couldn't help but stare wide and gasped.
"Gosh! This, this is..."
With a clatter, all the disciples pulled out the long swords around their waists. Take a step back.
I saw it in the small room. A black and thin villager was tied to the ground with a gray wooden block in his mouth.
The villagers' faces were covered with distorted human faces. In some places, the faces were crowded together, densely packed. After seeing the cool sound and them, those faces made a sharp cry of fright.
Both harsh and unpleasant.
"Is this a facial sore?!" Many of the disciples behind Liang Yin recognized it.
Liang Yin looked at the painful villagers tied to the ground, and said coldly: "This is not a human face sore, this is a human face disease!"
"What, human face disease?!" When the surrounding disciples heard this, their expressions changed abruptly, and they took a few steps back quickly.
No wonder these disciples are so scared, because the difference between human facial sores and human facial diseases is too big.
Some people get facial sores because they have done bad things and killed others. After death, the soul of the person is parasitic on the face of the person who killed him.
And parasitic grimace on the face. You can also see the rough outline of his life.
The human face disease is different, it can be said to be a kind of plague. , Once infected. A distorted ghost face will grow on the face, the first one will grow, then the second one, and then the whole body will be covered with such a ghost face.
I was scared to death by myself.
When a human face plague appears, there must be a ghost repair, or a dead ghost repair can create a human face plague.
"Oh my god, there is a pandemic here, there must be ghost repairs! This time the task is too difficult."
"What are you counseling? Don't we still have a big sister here?!"
"But this person's face-to-face disease spreads too fast, I'm afraid...I'm infected!"
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Some of the disciples around have already lost their positions.　　I took out a pill bottle from the ring of Liangyin Space, poured out one pill, and fed it directly into his mouth: "There is a concern for preventing infection, one for each person."