Chapter 120 Human Bone Hanger
"Come with me to the third floor. The clothes hanger you're talking about is on the third floor, but I don't think you want to touch that thing."

Ah Hong led Cao Yang back to the tattoo parlor. As soon as they entered the door, a rich fragrance hit their noses and went straight into Cao Yang's mouth and nose, bypassing the ghost den.

"Ahem~!"

Cao Yang was choked by the smell and kept coughing.

But the next second, Cao Yang's face changed drastically. This strange fragrance was attracting the ghosts in his body. The three ghosts were in varying degrees of agitation. The originally fragile balance was even more precarious at this moment.

Without hesitation, Cao Yang took out a ghost candle and quickly lit it. A faint green flame rose, igniting the air with a strange "sizzling" sound, and a vacuum zone was formed around Cao Yang.

The ghost candle burns very quickly and is not expected to last even five minutes.

Ah Hong's situation was not much better. She said that she was not a monster created by the skinning ghost, and the skinning ghost could be revived. The first layer of human skin on her body began to wrinkle and shrink visibly, as if it had experienced years of wind and frost in an instant.

Similarly, the Skinning Ghost and the Ghost Line were also restless, and seemed to be out of Ah Hong's control.

Since Ah Hong became the owner of the tattoo parlor, she was able to run rampant in the parlor. Cao Yang didn't even see where she got the complete human skins from, and she handed one to Cao Yang.

"When you put on human skin, the restlessness of revival brought by the fragrance will be borne by the human skin. You will be safe until the human skin dies completely."

Seeing that Cao Yang was still hesitant, Ah Hong demonstrated it herself. She used ghost thread to sew the empty and shriveled human skin to the body again. At the same time, her solemn expression relaxed a lot.

Cao Yang then stretched out the human skin and draped it over himself with some doubt. Sure enough, the fragrance was temporarily blocked a lot, but some smell still permeated through the gaps.

"Without the ghost stitches, simply covering yourself with human skin won't work."

A blood-red silk thread jumped from Ah Hong's hand to Cao Yang, and then quickly sewed some corners to Cao Yang's clothes like an embroidery needle. Only then was the fragrance completely isolated.

The use of human skin clothes reminded Cao Yang of something - a scapegoat doll. Both are consumable items that can withstand attacks from evil spirits on behalf of people. Are there any connections between them?

It was obviously not appropriate to ask more questions at this time. Although the human skin coat was peeled off completely by the skinning ghost, it could not be considered a supernatural item, nor even a supernatural derivative. It was only because Ah Hong developed this use of substitution that it gained value.

The two did not stay on the second floor, but went straight to the third floor along the old wooden stairs.

The space on the third floor is not large. On the old red painted wooden wall hangs a colorful oil painting, the main body of which consists of two parts.

One is a beautiful woman in red, but judging by the style of her clothes, they are very much in the style of the Republic of China. The background behind the woman is another main subject of the painting: a three-story wooden building with a plaque hanging on the door with five large scarlet characters on it: Horror Tattoo Parlor.

"Forget about the painting, come and help."

It was not until Ah Hong's voice came that Cao Yang realized that he had been attracted by the oil painting. This feeling was very strange. He just glanced at the oil painting, but he was drawn into it unconsciously. Cao Yang turned around and found that Ah Hong was carrying a full-body "hanger". It was more appropriate to say that it was a skeleton than a hanger.

The hanger was scarlet red, as if it had been soaked in blood. Looking closely, the hanger's support was actually a complete spine, and on top was a head with a lot of flesh still attached. The head had a very ferocious expression, but Ah Hong knew that this head was actually a real ghost!
On one of the branches of the clothes hanger, no, it was not a branch at all, but a bunch of arms. Some of the arms were skinny and shriveled, some were pale and cold, and some were even covered with dried blood, and had turned black and smelly.

The arms were forcibly connected to the spine to form a "clothes hanger". At the bottom of the hanger was a mass of rotten meat that exuded a rancid smell and was even slightly wriggling. It was obviously a ghost.

On one of the arms, there was an embroidered sachet hanging, and the strange fragrance that could make even evil spirits become restless came from this sachet.

"Wrap it in human skin."

Ah Hong seemed to be fighting against the entire clothes hanger at this moment. The skin on her body was shrinking rapidly. Cao Yang could even see the second and even the third layer of skin.

Cao Yang walked over quickly holding the ghost candle. The ghost candle, which was already burning rapidly, suddenly burned even faster at this moment. It would burn out in less than a minute.

While the human skin on his body was not completely dead yet, Cao Yang placed the ghost candle on the ground, violently tore off the layer of human skin on his body, and then folded it into a pocket.

There were only two centimeters left of the ghost candle. Cao Yang made up his mind, reached out and grabbed the sachet, put it into the human skin pocket and quickly tied the pocket tightly. The ghost candle was completely burned out at this moment.

But Ah Hong still couldn't get rid of this strange hanger. The flesh and blood at the bottom of the hanger made a strange "hissing" sound and slowly spread upwards. Ah Hong's hands seemed to be stuck to the hanger and she couldn't take them off at all.

Cao Yang wanted to go forward to help, but he found that the makeup on Ah Hong's face was changing rapidly. In less than ten seconds, the ghost makeup painted a face that Cao Yang was very familiar with on this body: Ghost Fire Li Jun.

The cold green ghost fire suddenly burst out, and the squirming flesh and blood quickly shrank back as if it was stung. The whole clothes hanger suddenly began to tremble violently, and Ah Hong took this opportunity to break free from the restraint of the clothes hanger.

Everything happened very quickly. When Ah Hong faced Cao Yang again, her face had returned to its original appearance, and she looked like a talented and beautiful girl.

"Keep this sachet. If you ever have a conflict with someone, you can make it into a smoke bomb and throw it into someone else's house."

At this moment, Cao Yang completely understood Ah Hong's weirdness. She did not become weird by relying on the skinning ghost, because she had been weird long before she entered the tattoo parlor. Ah Hong was the ghost makeup, and the ghost makeup was Ah Hong!
"Hanger no longer cares?"

"This is none of your business. I'm the boss and I have the final say here."

"Okay, time to leave."

Ignoring Cao Yang's doubts, Ah Hong led him away. The plaque on the first floor was still on the table, without any changes.

The door is still open, and I can't see the outside world clearly.

(End of this chapter)