As soon as Jiang Feng finished speaking, everyone stopped saying a word. Then everyone felt a chill that rushed out of their back spine and went all the way to the top of their heads.

Everyone felt that their breathing became a little uncomfortable.

Only Xie Mingyu seemed to listen quite seriously.

After Jiang Feng finished speaking, Xie Mingyu asked, "Well... what Mr. Gao said is really... surprising. I wonder... does Mr. Gao know what he can distinguish between these ghost cultivators?"

Jiang Feng nodded: "Of course I know. After all, these ghost cultivators survive by relying on other people's skin, so they are not able to grasp height, shortness, fatness, and thinness. In most cases, these people's skin is a bit incompatible...it's like wearing clothes."

"So loose skin is their most obvious feature. If you look back, you can find a slit from the bottom of their neck, which is the location of their spine, where there are traces of suture, which is basically certain."

When Jiang Feng said this, everyone subconsciously shrank their necks back, and then many people secretly pulled their skin.

When we were sure that our skin was very tight, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the people around me, everyone noticed the sneaky behavior of others, and everyone felt a little disgusted for a moment.

Miao Xiuzhu sat next to Lao Jin at this time. Looking at the folds on Lao Jin's face, Miao Xiuzhu suddenly felt an ominous feeling in her heart. Then... she was so embarrassed that she pulled the skin around Lao Jin's neck.

This twist was like pinching the skin of a Shapi dog, and it was really pulled out by Miao Xiuzhu.

"ah......"

Miao Xiuzhu screamed immediately.

Then when the people next to him saw it, they were all shocked. Everyone took out their weapons and finally pointed at Lao Jin together.

"Stop it, stop it!" Lao Jin was frightened and looked horrified.

Miao Xiuzhu had already jumped several feet away from Lao Jin at this time, and then she stared at Lao Jin and asked, "You...why are you...what's going on?"

Lao Jin shook his head laughed and cried and said, "Why are your hands so owed? Touch others casually? My skin is so slack when I am old. I am not like you. Those who have cultivation are all immortal..."

"And... I used to be very strong, but because I gradually lost weight after doing this job, I felt even looser."

"I don't believe it!"

"If you don't believe me, look at my back and see if there is any gap!" Lao Jin was angry, "Why would you kill me?"

Jiang Feng quickly said from the side: "Okay, OK, I'll just say it casually, don't take it seriously. Everyone doesn't have to be so nervous. If you really offend Lao Jin, don't you want to go back?"

"That's right, I'm really not a ghost cultivator!"
Chapter completed!