Yama Rising Chapter 796: : That year (two)
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As Qin Ye ran all the way, he didn't see the paintings, photos, and people on the walls all turned their heads and looked at him blankly.
It is impossible to say what kind of place the fourth floor is, perhaps it is a parallel space, or it is the memory corridor of those who have been complaining for a long time. All in all, it can only be attributed to the miracle of the land abandoned by God. At least here, he has the opportunity to pursue the truth of Tulou.
He rushed all the way to the end of the "Photo Gallery". Here, they are all hanging paintings.
That was already a painting of the Song Dynasty, the scroll was yellowish, but it didn't turn to fly ash here. There are nearly twenty pictures in total, and the paintings are still... family portraits.
Family portrait of the living dead.
Qin Ye looked at the last one. He had looked carefully before. There were a total of 127 people in the Huang Family Tulou, but on this one... he counted.
One hundred and twenty-eight people!
The extra one is probably the instigator! The real man behind the Huang Family Tulou!
It was him who turned the entire village into a prison for the living dead.
It was him who made the Tai Sui Ming Fei wheel seat.
It was him, who ate Tai Sui and managed to survive!
Everything... starts here.
He is sure that it is this person, because...the people of the Huangjia Tulou can't go out. They are limited to the land abandoned by the gods and can only live here without death.
So, this young man will not die, he just... is out. Because he had eaten Tai Sui and survived without restriction, he can leave.
And the photo of the Huangjia Tulou... one is to record how long I have lived, but... to record this person.
Record this **** executioner!
"No...there is still a problem. It's just that, it's still not enough to be called the heinous sin, unforgivable..." Qin Ye shook his head and kept watching.
On the picture scroll, this person is slightly fat. It is at the far left of the last row. The smile is lovely.
But... he couldn't see who it was.
Because Chinese paintings are mainly freehand brushwork. The words of the Song Dynasty emphasized God rather than form. Apart from some characteristics, who knows what this person looks like?
Feature...Yes...He looked at it carefully, and his eyes brightened after a few seconds.
There is a mole in the center of this man's neck.
He was sure that this was definitely not the ink dripping up, otherwise it wouldn't be so small. This was obviously done deliberately with a pen. Although the ancient Chinese painting emphasizes the spirit and not the form, it never misses the characteristics.
At this moment, the light suddenly flashed on and off.
Zzizi...pop!
The whole room plunged into darkness. In the darkness, a sound of a soft landing sounded, followed by the light again.
The painting...has fallen to the ground.
Qin Ye didn't pick it up right away, but looked at the empty room. After a long time, he sighed quietly.
This bitterness spans thousands of years.
What did the other party do?
Let the yin spirit of this building help him in the dark? After he stepped onto the fourth floor, not only did not stop him, but uncharacteristically...want him to see the truth?
He arched his hands lightly, and a Hades paid tribute to these ghosts, which was enough. No matter how heavy they are, they cannot afford it.
He picked up the painting, but after seeing it several times, there was no new discovery.
"Why is this?" He raised the painting in a puzzled manner, looked at the light, and suddenly found that...the back of the painting was glued with transparent glue!
That is a video tape.
The cold video tape is extremely hot in Qin Ye's hands. He knows that there is probably the truth he couldn't ask for!
Why...that
Personal is the heinous truth!
"If there is a video tape...there must be a video recorder... By the way, the broadcasting room!" Qin Ye's brain was extremely fast at the moment, he was infinitely approaching the final answer, and every brain cell was working on this answer. And work hard. After thinking of this, he immediately rushed into the room and quickly found it.
The village history showroom, the county history showroom, the ancestral hall, the Huangjiacun roster showroom... Finally, he finally saw the equipment in the broadcasting room!
It is located at the end of the room. When he crossed the screen and entered the broadcasting room, he cried endlessly, howled in grief and anger, and the sound came to his ears, from the endless void, spanning thousands of years, impacting Qin Ye's heart.
And this broadcasting room... is different from all broadcasting rooms.
It's big, but it's not empty. Because...just on all sides of the wall, full of paintings!
These paintings... are all the same pattern, it is a picture of a man-the man with a mole on his neck, dressed in clothes of different periods, carrying an eliminator, and dissecting the human body!
It is not a sketch, but a simple line outline like an ancient painting.
There are three people in the painting.
The men with moles on their necks wear ancient gowns in the paintings, some wear clothes from the Qing Dynasty, and some wear clothes from the Republic of China, but without exception, they are all in the same pose, pinched in the painting In the neck of a young man. The knife had reached the opponent's chest. And the other two, one was a young man who was choked, with frightened, angry, and unbelievable faces. Qin Ye sighed that the simple outlines could draw such a magical picture.
It is said that paintings that have nurtured emotions are good paintings. He didn't know what the painter's mood was in order to outline such a terrible picture with a few strokes.
The posture of each painting is exactly the same. Different knives are placed next to the man with moles, and there are even human bones taken out. There are also needlework, various anatomical props... Qin Ye understands that this is the scene of Tai Sui Chai Mingfei.
These knives are used to cut the human body.
These pliers are used to force out bones.
These scissors are to cut through the adhesion of flesh and blood.
These threads are for finally sewing people together.
But... these two people are still alive!
A living person!
No... the woman is dead. On the screen, her abdomen is open and a bone can't be seen, and the man... is coming soon.
The entire broadcast room is surrounded by these same and different paintings, which look very strange, coupled with the invisible wailing and extreme bitterness in all directions, forming a kind of oppressive terror. Even Qin Ye felt cold in his palms at this moment.
Standing here, as if lying on the dissection table, alive, being cut open by a pair of scissors and scissors, one by one picked out the bones, and stitched up a little... He shook his head vigorously and took a deep breath. Walked to the radio station.
There is a TV there.
It's an old black-and-white TV, with a video tape attached below. 8. In the 90s, there was no DVD, and video recorders were the entertainment tool for most people. As if to wait for his arrival, these instruments... are all on.
The video tape was pushed in slowly. The TV flickered, followed by a full screen of snowflakes. Six or seven seconds later, the snowflakes converged suddenly, and a picture appeared on the TV.
It's pitch black. The structure of some houses can be vaguely seen.
But it wasn't dead silence, a sour sound of sharpening the knife, sand... sand... constantly resounding. Occasionally, I can hear people blowing something.
Soon, a candle was picked up. Because of the light and shade, he couldn't see who was holding the light, but he could see... the other party was carrying a long box.
The box is black and heavy. It can be seen that the person holding the candle is also struggling to carry it. With a thud, it was placed on the ground. In the darkness, there was a terrifying sound of "Woo" and "Wu".
That's the sound of people being gagged.
The person carrying the candle puts the candle on the ground, the whole movement is steady and slow, as if it has been carried out many times, and the mood is not disturbed. As the box opened, Qin Yetong's eyes shrank suddenly.
In the box... a knife and various tools are displayed!
Boning knife, thread, a decimeter-long thick needle, hammer, pliers...this...this is all the tools I just painted!
Qin Ye suddenly understood what a **** video this was.
The person carrying the candle took out a pair of scissors and blew it. During the whole process, the candle did not come close to his face. Then, holding a candle in one hand and scissors in the other, he walked into the darkness.
Not far, about a meter or two, he put the candle on a table. The surrounding light reflected... two people tied to the wooden bed!
A man and a woman, both of them are still alive, their eyes staring at the figure in horror. He shook his head desperately, and kept making a "Woo" sound in his mouth.
"Don't be afraid." The figure finally spoke. It was a man. He wiped the scissors with some emotion: "It's not the first time. If there is no anesthetic, let's just click."
On the wooden bed, the young man's eyes are cracking and his mouth is constantly moaning. The man who spoke before seemed to think of something, and pulled the cloth in his mouth: "Want to say something? Let's talk...no one here will hear."
"Why!!" The young man stared at him, eyes full of bloodshot eyes, and the picture seemed to tremble: "Why are you doing this!!"
The man seemed to smile: "Live for too long, always have to pursue a bit. Don't be afraid, it will be over soon, be good..."
"Are you a human!!" The young man's voice became hoarse: "Alian...but your grandson is broken! Dad!!!"
Qin Ye's calm face instantly stiffened.
He shook his head slightly, opened his mouth slightly, and looked at the picture in disbelief.
Obviously, these are the two corpses of Tai Sui Chai Ming Concubine, and the person who made him is the heinous soul. But he did not expect that these two bodies... turned out to be the son and daughter-in-law of this man!
"Fuck..." Thousands of words converged into one sentence at this moment.
He has also eaten Tai Sui. He knows too well that such people seem to be chic, but in fact, only a few will not be crazy after a hundred years. That kind of loneliness like a shadow, that kind of isolation where people are alone, that kind of loneliness that is out of step with the world, that kind of stupid heart... These are enough to drive people crazy.
Either be cynical and do whatever you want. Either like Li Zhensuk, who has a thorough understanding and a clear mind.
But... this person has a family.
Even if you have a wife and children, you will have a grandson immediately. However... he actually dissected his son, daughter-in-law, and grandson himself!
"Don't be afraid." In the picture, the man gently stroked the youth's face, the yellowed gown was like death's robe: "It will be over soon. Can't you think about it for Dad?"
"I gave birth to you, raised you, and your mother is so shameless. Isn't it normal for me to take your life back now?"
The youth was trembling all over, and trembling: "Dad...think about your grandson! A-Lian is about to give birth! Please, please! At least let her go!"
The man sighed.
In the next second, a pair of scissors was suddenly inserted into A-Lian's belly button, and suddenly, a stream of blood came out!
"Woo——Woo!!!" A-Lian snorted sternly, and suddenly resounded throughout the room. Limbs were cramping, sweating down.
"You!!!"
"Then I'll let her go first." The man stood up, walked slowly to Alian's side, and gently stroked her face. Because of the scissors on his stomach, the other party had rolled his eyes. The man smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, it's very fast... It's really fast... The pain will pass... Shall we start with the little finger of the right hand?"