"Talk about Saijiji" in White: Painting skin

the king of the taiwon, who was up early in the morning, came across a woman, carrying a burden in her arms, running alone on the road, showing a strong look.

wang is in a hurry to catch up with a pretty teenage girl.

wang sheng loved her so much, he asked, "why are you driving alone before dawn?" the woman said, "what do you ask me for when a man who walks can't help others?" wang sheng said, "what are your worries? if i can work, i won't let you go." the woman was sad to say: “parents are greedy and sell me to a rich family as a wife.

the big wife of that family is very jealous of me.

i can't stand the pain of scolding and beating every morning, trying to get away.” wang xian asked, "where are you going?" the woman said, "how can there be a place for a fugitive?" wang sheng said, "my house is not far from here, so let you go." the woman was happy to hear, yes.

wang sheng carried her burden and took her home.

the woman entered the door, saw no one in the house, and asked, "why doesn't mr.

señor have a home?" wang xian replied, "this is my study." the woman said, "this place is fine.

if you feel sorry for me and want to save me, you have to keep a secret, and don't let anyone know." wang sheng promised, so they slept together.

the woman was hidden in the study, and no one would know for many days.

wang zheng showed the matter to his wife, chen zhi, who suspected the woman of being the companion of a large family and advised him to send her away.

one day, wang came to the fair and met a monk.

the monk saw wang-sheng, and he looked astonished, and asked, "what have you encountered?" wang sheng replied, "nothing happened." the monk said, "you're surrounded by evil, how can you not?" wang sheng tried hard to explain, and the monk left and said, "what a fool! there are people in the world who are still dying." wang was surprised to hear what the monk said and suspected the woman.

i thought, "how can a monster be a beautiful woman?" the monks must have been trying to cheat on the town.

a moment later, when he came to the door of the study, he found the door closed from the inside, unable to enter, and when wang had doubts in his heart, he jumped from the wall to the yard; when he saw the door closed, he approached the window and looked into the house, and only saw a scaly devil, green on the face of the face, with serrated teeth, with a chalk and painting on the skin of a man on the bed.

upon completion of the painting, the devil threw away the paint pen, lifted up the skin, shivered like a shivering dress and put on it, and immediately became a woman.

wang sheng saw this, and was afraid, creeping out like a dog and rushing after a monk who had gone nowhere.

wang sheng searched everywhere and finally met a monk in the wild.

wang zheng was on his knees and asked for help.

the monk said, "let me get rid of it for you.

it took a lot of effort to find a double, and i couldn't bear to hurt his life.” after that, leave a piece of dust to wang, and tell wang to hang on the bedroom door.

at farewell, the monk asked him to meet at the temple the next day.

when wang came home, he didn't dare go to the study, he slept in his wife's houseHang the dust on the door.

By the end of the day, Wang Xian heard noise outside the door and was afraid to look at it himself, asking his wife to look through the door.

Only one woman came, and she saw the dust on the door and was afraid to come in, standing outside the door and gnawing her teeth, leaving after a long time.

A little while later, the girl came back and yelled, "The monk scares me! You can't spit something in your mouth." He said, take off the dust, crush it, break the door to the house, go straight to the bed of the King, rip open the belly of the King, and take his heart away.

Wang Sheng's wife cried out loud, and the maid heard voices coming in, lit a light, and Wang Sheng was dead and spilled blood everywhere.

Chen was too scared to cry, only tears.

The next day, Chen asked his brother, Jiro, to go and tell the monk that the monk was angry and said, "I had pity on him.

How dare the devil!" I followed Jiro to the house, and the girl was gone.

The monk looked up and looked, and he said, "Thank God he didn't get away." Jiro said, "It's my place." The monk said, "The ghost is now in your house." Jiro was surprised that he wasn't at his house.

The monk asked him, "Did someone you didn't know come to your house?" Jiro replied, "I went to the temple early in the morning.

I didn't know.

Wait till I get home and ask." He came back a little, and he said, "That's what happened.

An old woman came in the morning and she wanted to be our servant and housekeeper.

My wife left her and is still at home.” The monk said, "This is it." He went to the south court with him.

In the courtyard, the monk held a wooden sword and stood in the courtyard and drank a great drink: "The devil! And pay me back the dust." The old woman was in the house, terrified, without blood, running away.

Then the monk pursued a sword, and the old woman fell down on the ground, and his skin fell down, and he became a devil, lying there screaming like a pig.

The monk cut off the head of the devil with a wooden sword, and the ghost's body turned into a smoke and a pile of smoke.

The monks took out a guillotine, pulled out the plug and put it in the smoke, listening to it as if it had been inhaled, and in the blink of an eye the smoke had been sucked into the cucumber.

The monks had their mouths locked and packed in their bags.

Look at that skin, eyes and feet.

A monk rolls up his skin, makes a sound like a scroll, and puts it in his pocket, and leaves.

Chen was kneeling down and crying for the life of the living.

The monk can't do anything.

Chen is even sadder.

The monk pondered for a moment and said, “I am weak, and I cannot live again.

I'll give you a man who may be able to save your husband.

Chen asked, "Who is it?" The monk said, "There's a madman in the market who's always lying in the shit.

Ask him to try.

If he insults you, don't get mad." Ishiro also heard of this lunatic, so I said goodbye to the monk and went with Chen.

On the market, a mad beggar sings on the road upside down, with three feet of snot, so dirty that he can't come near.

Chen's on his knees and he's in front of him“Does the beauty like me?” Chen said, “Why does anyone have to save him?” Chen is begging, and the madman says, "Oof! A man dies and begs me to save him.

Am I the Emperor?" Angryly hit Chen Thi with a stick.

Chen was beaten in pain, and the people on the market were coming closer and surrounded them like a wall.

The madman coughed on his mouth, threw up a full load and put it in front of Chen's mouth and said, "Eat it!" Chan's face is red, and he's got a bad face.

Then thought of what the monk commanded, he had to eat with a hard head.

Swallowing to the throat, feeling like a tampons, grumbling down, and then stuck in the chest.

The madman laughs loudly and says, "The beauty loves me!" Then he stood up and his head was gone.

Chen was following him.

He walked into the temple.

Chen went in and looked somewhere; there was no trace of him looking for him.

Chen left with shame and shame.

When he returned to his family, Chen was sad that his husband had died, and regretted the humiliation of his eyes, crying back, seeking only one death.

She tried to wash her husband ' s blood and put her body in a coffin, and the family was standing far away from her.

Chen was carrying his husband's body to his intestines and crying and crying.

Suddenly he tried to vomit, and felt that he had something in his chest, and burst out so he couldn't turn back and fell into his husband's belly.

Chen was astonished to see that it was a human heart that jumped in the abdomen and steamed like smoke.

Chen was in a state of shock and rushed to build up the abdomen of his husband with both hands, and to hold them with the best of his ability; when he was loose, the heat came out of the stitches.

She then tore up a silk strap and touched the body with her hand, feeling warmer.

It was covered and opened in the middle of the night and smelled in its nose.

After dawn, Wang Sing lived and said, “It's like a dream, and it's like a little pain in the stomach.” Look at the original wound.

It'll all be ready soon。