Chapter 157: Skin Painting

"Master, lend a hand..."

Next to him, Chu Zhongtian struggled to speak, the group of fat men on him having turned into unconscious fat men, heavier than before.

Fortunately, due to their unconscious state, many rolled to the ground, lightening his burden.

Tang Luo reached out, pulling Chu Zhongtian up, and incidentally activated his "Kai Guang," quickly repairing his injuries.

Chu Zhongtian was actually not seriously injured, not enough to trigger Kai Guang for healing and protection.

"Master, am I that useless——forget it, never mind I asked." Chu Zhongtian said half a sentence, then immediately corrected himself.

He had already guessed what Tang Luo would say.

"So-so." Tang Luo said, "The idea is correct, just lacking in education."

"……" Chu Zhongtian remained silent, he wasn't suffering from lack of education, but from having "too much" education.

If he hadn't known about Fu Jiang's relevant setting, he wouldn't have underestimated her.

Had he not underestimated her……well, even if he hadn't, at most he'd have used Feng Chi Zhuang against Chuan Shang Jiangzi, whether he could defeat her remains unknown.

Tang Luo could kill Chuan Shang Jiangzi with a finger flick to the forehead, but that doesn't mean she's weak.

The pain in Chu Zhongtian's broken arm still reminded him that this "weak girl" was actually not weak at all.

On the other side, An An threw two cabinet doors to the ground, panting heavily, besides physical exhaustion, there was more mental strain.

This was her first fight ever, using cabinet doors to smash people, making them vomit blood and break bones.

Such an experience, even now, An An still felt somewhat unreal, huh, also somewhat thrilling.

"Old Li, got a sack?" He raised his hand, incidentally helping An An activate Kai Guang to treat her slap, Tang Luo looked at Li Suibian and asked.

"No." Li Suibian thought for a moment, "But how about wrapping it in curtains?"

First, let's sink this Chuan Shang Jiangzi's corpse, then talk.

"Also works." Tang Luo said, frowning slightly.

"What's wrong, Master?" Chu Zhongtian asked.

"Nothing." Tang Luo shook his head, whether it was last night killing the "Split-Mouth Woman" or today killing this "Fu Jiang."

He hadn't gained much merit power, just a little, more from saving those few thugs and Chu Zhongtian.

"Let's go first, things have gotten a bit big." Li Suibian said, Tang Luo's Dragon Roar, when shouted, wasn't small in volume.

Not just the school, people around would definitely hear that majestic "beast roar."

Here lay so many half-dead students and teachers.

If we don't leave, trouble will arise.

Carrying Chuan Shang Jiangzi's corpse, several people came to Li Suibian's single dorm, closed the door.

Li Suibian didn't pull down the curtains, but placed the corpse on the bed, calling Tang Luo and Chu Zhongtian over.

"You guys try." Li Suibian said, one hand constantly pinching the corpse while speaking, his face somewhat strange.

Chu Zhongtian also reached out strangely.

Before Tang Luo could join, forming an incompatible weird trio, Chu Zhongtian said: "This person is really soft."

"What part are you touching!" An An couldn't help but say.

"The arm, you come try too, this arm feels boneless." Chu Zhongtian called out.

"No thanks!"

"No bones, how did she break your arm?" Li Suibian looked at Chu Zhongtian and asked.

When he carried Chuan Shang Jiangzi's corpse, he already felt strange, soft to an abnormal degree.

"Don't know." Chu Zhongtian shook his head.

"When I acted, I also didn't feel her boneless." Tang Luo pressed his hand on Chuan Shang Jiangzi's head, it easily sank in.

"After all this, not Fu Jiang, but an inflatable doll turned essence?" Chu Zhongtian had a sudden thought, proposing a new viewpoint.

Inflatable dolls absorbing human essence, over long years, becoming essence isn't impossible!

This is a mission world, anything is possible, thinking needs to be more divergent.

Meanwhile, An An couldn't help but turn her head: I originally thought I'd kept up with your pace, at least could catch a glimpse of your backs, but didn't expect I'm still not deviant enough to fit in with you.

Tang Luo withdrew his hand, the sunken spot didn't "bulge" back up.

Chu Zhongtian and the other also each touched a hole, after using more force several times, the corpse before them, clothes and all, almost turned into a piece of skin.

"Skin painting?" Li Suibian said.

"Looks like just a monster with abilities similar to Fu Jiang." Chu Zhongtian said.

Chuan Shang Jiangzi's skin painting, when touched, still had a warmth, the feel of clothes and skin, still not the same.

But already on the same "plane," cannot be separated anymore, looks like it was painted that way.

"Looks like it didn't die, let it run." Tang Luo said, since only a skin painting remains, the inner thing likely ran away.

No wonder merit power gained wasn't much.

Hearing Tang Luo's words, Chu Zhongtian and Li Suibian's faces weren't too good.

Now, the confirmed dangers already include "Staircase Ghost Voice" and the "Skin Painting Monster" with Fu Jiang's abilities.

The former is just a fleeting glimpse, like a poisonous snake flashing in the dark, though no concrete threat, it's like a prick on the back.

The latter, though resolved early, ultimately escaped, in future days may have to face the other's revenge, also like a bone in the throat.

Immediate danger is temporarily gone, but dark threats are not few.

As the saying goes, visible spears are easy to dodge, hidden arrows hard to guard against, Chu Zhongtian feels it'd be better to have a grand, intense battle.

Kill the enemy, or, please Master kill the enemy.

How good, how straightforward.

"No wonder Master Xuanzang kept saying she's ugly, looking like this really is ugly." An An came over, looking at the skin painting and said.

The originally charming face had withered into dried skin, naturally looking unpleasant.

"I just feel it's somewhat uncoordinated," Tang Luo said, referring to Kawakami Ejiko, not to anger her, but because Tang Luo genuinely felt that face had an uncoordinated quality.

Clearly beautiful, yet due to that lack of coordination, it appeared strange.

Like a speck of trash in a beautiful scene, especially jarring, ruining the whole picture, instead lowering the "beauty score," making it look ugly.

"How should this be handled?" Chu Zhongtian asked.

"Just handle it as agreed," Li Suibian said, whether it was the face-skin or Fu Jiang, they were merely speculations based on displayed traits.

To be safe, it's better to handle it properly.

Rolling up the face-skin and storing it securely, the few people left Shenai High School, first finding a construction site and sealing the face-skin in cement.

Then they threw the cement block into the sea—this was a seaside small town.

They also specially rented a small boat, throwing it as far from the shore as possible.

After doing this, time was already approaching evening.

The matter concerning Shenai High School had already spread, but it had nothing to do with Tang Luo and them.

The spreading story went like this: at noon today, Shenai High School suddenly emitted a terrifying roar, later discovered by people, Principal Kawakami Ejiko went missing, many students and teachers were injured, lying in the hallway.

Exactly what was discovered, no one knows.

Those students and teachers who woke up were also completely bewildered, unaware of what had happened.

It seems those people aren't particularly stupid, knowing that following the principal to besiege a teacher, a school worker, and two students is absolutely something that cannot be spoken of.

They deliberately concealed Tang Luo and them.

As principal, Kawakami Ejiko, with such a major incident at the school and still not appearing, must be missing.

Tang Luo and them were merely minor roles, in the chaos of war, even if not seen for several days, few would notice.

Shenai High School also announced a temporary suspension of classes for a period, when to resume, currently speaking, is indefinitely postponed.

Tang Luo's teaching career thus came to an end here.

An'an, Chu Zhongtian's student life, and Li Suibian's school worker life also ended.

At least in this mission world, they probably won't resume those related identities.

"Free at last," Chu Zhongtian felt it wasn't bad.

After joining Approach Science, he directly "dropped out of school," of course, the excuse to his parents was that he found a job and went straight into special recruitment internship.

Because of the iron rice bowl of civil service, Chu Zhongtian's parents naturally beamed with joy, delighted and encouraged.

If it were instead some unstable job without five insurances and one fund, they might break Chu Zhongtian's leg and send him back to school.

Because of the extremely arduous high school life, Chu Zhongtian feels no nostalgia at all.

At most, he just misses those cute female classmates in school, the chance to show off in the strongman reborn campus drama is gone, what a pity.

"That one-thousand-times thing still hasn't been taught to me, even adding ten points didn't help," Tang Luo also sighed with regret.

Being able to turn those little hooligans from evil to righteous, to study well and become useful to society, is also a merit.

After this matter, it's directly gone.

However, those people didn't die either, except for a few unlucky ones, most were merely injured.

Waiting for their injuries to heal, they might come to seek revenge from Tang Luo and them—losing their goddess, this won't do?

By then, we can just convert them.

Even Li Suibian couldn't have imagined that, while they were thinking how to avoid that group's future retaliation, Tang Luo's thought was simply to wait for them to come knocking.

"I've already called the chauffeur to pick us up, we'll stay at my place tonight," An'an said, putting down her phone.

Everyone had also fought together, buried "corpses" together, a bond, although due to not being enough of a deviant, they often clashed with Tang Luo and them.

But An'an isn't stupid; she clearly knows that Tang Xuanzang and the two others truly qualify as good teammates.

Their "deviance" is directed outward.

Not toward fellow demon-walking newcomers, Tang Luo·Xuanzang·Master is still willing to bring newcomers.

Such good teammates are really hard to find.

Encountering a truly deviant veteran, for newcomers, is absolutely a catastrophe.

"Didi didi."

After waiting a while, a black luxury sedan pulled up to the curb in front of them.

From the driver's seat came a man with an anxious face, white-haired elder, black butler tailcoat worn impeccably, his somewhat wrinkled face showing anxious, kind, concerned expression all at once: "Young lady, where did you go? I heard something happened at school, yet I searched everywhere and couldn't find you."

"Nothing much," An'an said, "I'm with my friends."