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Name:Skin Painter Author:Fu Yao
I didn't think that Uncle Chen would have such a huge reaction when he saw this sculpture. While I was surprised, I also felt very happy, because at least for now, I am sure that Uncle Chen must have recognized this object to have such a reaction.

"Ma Que, listen to Uncle's advice, quickly throw this thing away, as far as you can go," The Uncle Chen didn't wait for me to reply and started to chatter again, obviously very nervous.

"Uncle Chen, what exactly is this thing?" Seeing Uncle Chen so nervous, he immediately found it funny. After chuckling for a bit, he asked again.

After the Uncle Chen heard this, he took a deep breath and sat down again. However, I kept having the feeling that he was intentionally or unintentionally avoiding the statue.

Seeing him like this, my interest in the pottery statue deepened.

"Ma Que, I am not talking about you, you youngsters are really something, how can you casually bring this with you?" Uncle Chen sighed, as if he was disappointed. He paused for a long time before saying softly, "This thing is a Spirit Orchid, an item to protect the family and the sect. If I take it, it will be bad luck."

"A spiritual urn? "You really know it? Tell me quickly." At this moment, my curiosity had already exploded, I didn't care who this thing belonged to. I just kept urging Uncle Chen to hurry up and say it.

Uncle Chen looked at me and shook his head as he spoke.

According to the Uncle Chen, the household fairy was equivalent to our usual household god. However, in our society, the household god was usually the god, formed from the spirit, but the household fairy was different, there were actually five categories, "Hu Huang Liu Bai Hui", which consisted of fox, weasel, snake, hedgehog, and mouse. They were usually written on paper and pasted on the wall.

However, a "spiritual urn" like the one in my hand was a different matter.

Why? Because although this "Spirit Urn" was crude, its origin was quite magical. Because it wasn't made by a human.

"Not made by humans?" Hearing this, I was immediately surprised. If it wasn't a human, could it have been a ghost?

The Uncle Chen then continued, "The Spirit Urn is formed from the remnants of the elders of the five great deities. The one who truly worships it is not the human race, but the descendants of the five great deities."

"F * ck," I thought it was even more fun when I heard this. "Will foxes and weasels also worship their ancestors?"

I came back to reality and thought that it was really interesting. I held the clay figurine in my hand and asked Uncle Chen, "Then in your opinion, which of the five great deities does this thing belong to?"

Uncle Chen took a close look and his expression changed again as he said: "Quickly throw it away, this is the Huang Family. This time it's going to be troublesome."

"Huang Family? "Weasel?" I narrowed my eyes and asked, but before I could finish speaking, Uncle Chen immediately stopped me and said mysteriously: "Don't speak nonsense, it's Yellow Great Immortal. Uncle Chen's ancestor is from the northeast, this Yellow Great Immortal has a strong desire to take revenge, if you provoke them, you won't be able to live a good life."

When I heard this, I smiled. I thought that the Uncle Chen was really tactful with talking about this stuff, so I didn't mind and stuffed it back into my arms.

Seeing me like this, the Uncle Chen sighed lightly and ignored me.

That night, Uncle Chen didn't return to the hotel to rest. Instead, he waited until dawn to buy me breakfast before leaving.

Grabbing onto a dot, I felt that it was about time before I walked down the stairs. I walked towards the sick bay where the oval-faced girl was. Based on the current situation, I could only use her as my breakthrough.

The oval-faced girl was much better. Although her face was pale, her movements weren't too much of a problem. When I went over, she was supporting herself against the wall as she walked. When she saw me from afar, she was stunned for a moment before she smiled at me as a form of greeting.

"Are you feeling better?" I asked her casually, thinking that this might just be the beginning, that within three days she would be sick.

I heard from the President Liu that you were the one who saved me? The girl smiled and leaned against the wall as she sat down.

I smiled in embarrassment and changed the subject. "I want to ask you some questions. Is that alright?"

"Is it about what happened to Lanlan?" The girl immediately reacted.

I nodded my head, and for a moment, I didn't know where I opened my mouth to speak, but after thinking about the "Spirit Orchid" that Uncle Chen spoke of, I took it out. However, before I could open my mouth, her face changed and she asked me in surprise, "Why do you have this as well?"

I chuckled and told her the truth. "Where did you get this?" I asked her.

Although I don't believe what Uncle Chen said, but at least it shows that this thing is an ominous existence. There must be something special about it appearing in a few girls' dorms.

The girl paused, then told me that she had picked it up last weekend on a trip to the back of the mountain.

Hearing the girl's words, I remembered that Lanlan's problem happened to be three days ago, and today is Thursday. In other words, it just so happened that they managed to retrieve it.

After a moment's thought, I felt something was wrong, so I asked her, "Did anything strange happen in the dorm after you guys picked this up?"

The girl pondered for a moment, shook her head and said, "Not really."

However, she suddenly raised her head as her voice fell, "Oh right, something strange happened on the day Lanlan became sick."

"Tell me about it." When I heard this, I was startled and hurriedly said.

As the girl recalled, she spoke in a low voice: "That morning, I remember that Lanlan was just getting up. She was just about to take care of the clothes outside when she accidentally broke the thing that was placed on the windowsill.

Hearing this, my scalp tingled. I gently caressed the hole in the clay statue's head, indicating that the girl should continue speaking.

After that, when Lanlan came back, he actually bought a live chicken. It was with a cold expression on her face, we thought that she was having a bad time with someone, and only comforted her for a bit before getting back to her own business, "Perhaps the oval faced girl also discovered that there was something wrong, and the more she spoke, the more afraid she was, the softer her voice became. In the end, her body actually started to tremble slightly." When we finished our evening self-study and discovered that Lanlan had fainted, we discovered that the live chicken she bought previously was bitten to death. "

After the girl finished speaking, I sucked in a breath of cold air. If all of the problems were attributed to this Spirit Urn, then everything seemed to be very natural.

According to what Uncle Chen said, if this urn is truly spiritual, then Lanlan must be the one who broke this urn and offended the great deity behind it. Then, the great deity took revenge on Lanlan and caused Lanlan to fall ill.

The whole process seemed so simple, but at the same time, I noticed something suspicious. That was, Lanlan was the only one who broke the Spirit Orchid.

Moreover, if this hypothesis was true, then the first thing to prove was that the Spirit Urn really did have a spiritual nature.

"Okay, thank you. You're fine now, but take care to rest." Thinking of this, I had an idea at the same time, so I got up to thank the girl.

After leaving the girl's room, without a word, I left the hospital and found a room in a nearby hotel.

I quietly sat in the hotel and stared blankly at the Spirit Urn. I coldly smiled and said, "Won't you know if you have spirit?"

With that said, without any hesitation, I ruthlessly threw this Spirit Urn towards the ground. It immediately shattered into pieces.

After doing all this, I couldn't be bothered to clean up. I just sat there quietly, waiting for this so-called 'great deity' to come and take revenge.

However, even after several hours passed, there still wasn't the slightest movement. Instead, I felt a sense of drowsiness, as though I had been standing guard in the hospital day and night. I was truly a little tired, and had actually unknowingly fallen asleep.

I don't know how long I slept before I slowly woke up. I felt the cold wind blowing gently. I couldn't help but find it strange. Aren't I in a hotel? Why is there such a strong wind?

Thus, I sat up and opened my eyes to look. Immediately, I cursed out loud. When the heck did I come to this wilderness?

I saw the shadows of the trees around me, and the cold wind, and the pale moonlight falling through the branches, making the ground look mottled, while I lay alone on the overgrown grass.

"Howl!"

A deep sound was heard. I looked around and saw the densely packed soybean-sized green dots of light as if they were will-o '-wisps.

I couldn't help but shiver. Could this be a dream?

However, just as this thought flashed across my mind, I saw the green dots slowly approaching me. It was only now that I could see that these green dots had sharp mouths, green eyes and a body full of yellowish yellow fur.

It was actually the weasel!