"Maybe, touching your hands is of little use! Your hands are often exposed to the sun and often cannot produce the best results. I want to touch your back. This painting should be made of paper made of the skin on your back. Your back contrasts

The effect will be better." I know this is a bit shameless, but what I said is the truth.

"Ah!" Huang Yiyi's face suddenly turned red. She looked at me awkwardly, and then looked at Fatty Wu.

Fatty Wu's eyes flickered for a while, and he said, "I avoid it, I don't look at it, I don't look at it."

After speaking, Fatty Wu walked out in a sensible manner.

Huang Yiyi turned around, opened her shirt, revealing her smooth and white skin, turned her back to me and said, "Come on, Li Yao!"

This is not the first time I have touched her back. The first time was in Hujiawan, when I drew talismans on her. But that time was different from this time. That time I was drawing talisman, just touching with my fingertips, but now it is

You have to touch the whole palm of your hand.

I gritted my teeth and made up my mind and said, "Okay, I'm sorry."

As I spoke, I raised my hand and put it on her back. As soon as my hand touched it, she shivered. I didn't dare to move right away. I was so nervous because her skin was so smooth and delicate.

This is the first time I touch it so seriously.

After a few seconds, I found that she was a little better and adapted. I also adjusted my mentality and slowly moved down from her back. I could clearly feel her body shaking.

"Li Yao, do you need me to untie that?"

The bag did hinder my hand a little, but it didn't matter. I replied "No!"

From the back to the lower back, the touch is exactly the same! Smooth and delicate. The difference between the two is that Huang Yiyi's is exuding heat, while the painting has no heat.

I let go of my hand and said to her, "Sorry, I offended you."

Huang Yiyi turned her head and looked at me. Her cheeks were so red that they were almost bleeding. She bit her lip, shook her head at me and said, "It's okay. You are here to help my cousin. I should thank you."

"

"Have you finished touching it?"

I nodded and said, "Okay!"

"Then, is it the same as that painting?"

I nodded again, "Yes, it's the same. Let's call Fatty Wu in first!"

Huang Yiyi called out, and Fatty Wu walked in from the door. He asked with great concern, "How is it? Mr. Li, are they the same?"

"It's the same, the raw material of this painting is human skin!"

"Human skin painting, ghost painting skin?" Huang Yiyi looked at me in surprise.

I shook my head and said, "It's more powerful than ghost-painted skin! This is a kind of evil art, the art of resurrecting human skin. I have seen it in my grandfather's book before. The evil art says that as long as a person dies before his life span is over,

She paints with skin, using bones as brush, blood as ink, and hair as core. When she draws the appearance of the deceased on her own skin, as long as she absorbs enough of the essence of 365 people, that person will

Will be resurrected as a soul."

"Resurrection?" Fatty Wu said with a look of astonishment on his face, "Then, does that mean the woman in this painting is going to be resurrected?"

"Count the men up there. See how many men there are up there. If it reaches 365, they will naturally be resurrected." I was very surprised. I didn't expect to encounter such a man this time.
Chapter completed!