Xia Xin struggled to open his eyes, but could only manage a slit.
Through that slit, he saw sothing facing the kitchen; it seed like a sewing machine, with soone sitting in front of it, pulling on a long cloth-like thing.
But that thing was dragging from the sewing machine to the floor, where it appeared that so red liquid was flowing.
Seeing this scene, Xia Xin’s hair stood on end, he opened his mouth wanting to speak, but no sound ca out.
Suddenly, he slled a strong fishy odor mixed with a scent of... alcohol.
This combined sll was very reminiscent of the sll of a sealed room.
In that instant, Xia Xin’s eyes shot open, and he beca fully awake, sitting up abruptly on the couch.
The next second, the person sitting in front of the sewing machine suddenly looked over.
Xia Xin t a pair of pitch-black eyes.
Those eyes had no whites at all, only deep darkness, and at the corners, so kind of liquid seed to be seeping out, flowing down the cheeks.
And that face...
It was He Ruoi!
Xia Xin scread in fright, "Ah!!!!"
"How did you wake up?"
He Ruoi stared rigidly at Xia Xin, pushing herself up from the sewing machine, appearing sowhat puzzled, "I clearly added a sleeping potion to that at and wine."
Xia Xin: "!!!"
No wonder he had uncontrollably fallen asleep just now.
But, since it had sleeping potion, how did he suddenly wake up?
Xia Xin was just pondering this when he felt a warmth at his waist.
He reached into his pocket, pulling out a talisman, the vermilion on it slightly warm to the touch.
Upon closer inspection, Xia Xin found it to be a Revitalization Talisman.
He suddenly rembered, before the patriarch and Mr. Fu went to rest, they brushed past him, bumping his shoulder.
Could it be that at that ti...
"Since you’re awake, then give your skin."
Xia Xin was still thinking when He Ruoi’s voice erged like the sound of a bellows.
Xia Xin quickly turned his head.
He saw He Ruoi pick up a giant pair of scissors and walk towards him.
Xia Xin’s pupils dilated in shock, and he hurried to grab the Amulet in his pocket.
At this mont, Jiangli’s voice rang through the room.
"Yo, you’ve started sewing already? Running out of fabric, want so help getting more?"
Xia Xin and He Ruoi shuddered violently.
Both turned simultaneously to look over.
There was Jiangli leaning against the wall, looking at He Ruoi with a half-smile.
Fu Shiyan was standing right next to her.
He Ruoi’s whole body started trembling slightly, "Why, why are you both still awake?"
"Oh, you an, you thought that little concoction of yours would knock out?" Jiangli raised an eyebrow, "You’ve really overestimated yourself."
The skin on He Ruoi began to tremble all over.
Truly, only her skin was trembling, as if the entire surface was about to detach from the flesh beneath.
Xia Xin stared intently, and after a while, he saw He Ruoi’s skin actually starting to peel off piece by piece.
Just like damp wall paint flaking away, fragnt by fragnt.
But there was no blood flowing...
Because the flesh underneath her skin had no blood at all, like decaying chunks of at just barely pieced together into a humanoid shape.
Before, the skin had enclosed it all, making it look like a person.
Now, with the skin peeled away, the truth was exposed.
Xia Xin started trembling all over, "Fuck, is she still human?"
Jiangli clicked her tongue, "Clearly not, do you even need to ask?"
Xia Xin: "..."
He was about to faint.
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