novelraw Chapter 287 Inception of the Dream Space (45)
Chapter 287 Inception of the Dream Space (45)
Chapter 287 Inception of the Dream Space (45)
"Just peel off your own skin," says the man behind the cutout counter.
What the hell is skin tearing?
Feng Xing sounds a little afraid of pain, but what is this little pain in front of a hungry stomach?
"Are you afraid of pain?" said the person behind the hollowed-out counter, and used a little aggressive method, "Besides, the man bleeds but doesn't sweat."
"Not afraid. How, how to tear it off?" Feng Xing touched his skin with his fingers, a little unsure of where to start, "How can tearing the skin not bleed, will it bleed a lot? Then I will die..."
"Don't worry, we have divine oil here, which can be given to you for free." The figure behind the counter said, and handed out a small bottle of oil, "It won't bleed, it won't hurt, and besides yourself, others will see it too." Less than your skin is missing."
"Can't you see that I was torn apart?" Feng Xing asked.
"That's right, no one knows." The people behind the counter were talking about ordinary people, and they really couldn't see the torn skin, revealing the red blood vessels.
The pancakes on the edge of the stove became more and more fragrant, and as the flames baked, there was fragrant oil dripping on them, making Fengxing couldn't help but licked his lips again.
Then he turned sideways, slowly tiptoed, and reached for the bottle of divine oil on the high counter.
After getting the oil, he asked, "How do I use it?"
"Drop a drop, tear an inch. My pancakes are sold by an inch." The old man of pancakes said his price.
Fengxing only felt extremely hungry, and now that he had the capital to replace food, he felt both surprised and happy in his heart, like a traveler walking in the desert seeing an oasis.
He touched every inch of skin on his body, found the most inconspicuous place, dripped a drop of oil on it, and gently tore off his skin, his eyebrows almost instinctively frowned...
Huh, doesn't it hurt?
How come it doesn't hurt at all?
When he opened his eyes, he found that it really didn't hurt at all.
No pain, no itching, no bleeding, it seems to be no different from usual.
Immediately afterwards, Feng Xing handed over his skin to the old man, and successfully exchanged for a piece of cake. Without thinking about Lin Yunyun's half of it, he wolfed it down and ate it.
It was fragrant and crispy, and then he felt that one piece of cake was not enough, so he dripped another drop of oil and tore off another inch of skin.
At this time, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the skin that had been torn off just now was slowly recovering, and this divine oil was really a good thing.
So he dripped another drop of oil, and ate another cake, and ate three pieces of cake in one go.
After eating and drinking, he noticed Lin Yunyun. She was looking at him with strange eyes, and said angrily: "What are you looking at, I want to eat and tear my skin!"
Lin Yunyun didn't speak, because she could see that Fengxing's skin was red and bloody, but it didn't bleed out, but it seemed to be sealed and solidified inside the body by a membrane.
But that layer of film is really thin, as if it can be blown and broken anytime, anywhere.
"Guest, if you don't want to sleep on the floor, you can go to the better wing." The figure behind the counter said.
Feng Xing took a look at the three pieces of skin that he had lost, and they were all slowly repairing, thinking that even if he tore off a little more tonight, maybe when he woke up tomorrow, his skin hadn't grown well, but it was almost the same.
Anyway, it didn't hurt or itch, so I went upstairs and asked, "How do you sell this house?"
When Fengxing was eating cakes, Lin Yunyun already knew that he had fallen into it. At this moment, he walked upstairs, obviously he couldn't turn back...
(End of this chapter)