Yama Rising - 794

As Qin Ye rushed all the way, he didn’t see the paintings on the walls, the photos, and the people on them 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 the people 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 last zone of the “photo gallery”. Here, they are all hanging paintings.

That was already a Song Dynasty painting, 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 likely to be 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 survived by luck!

Everything… starts here.

He was certain that it was this person, because…the people of the Huangjia Tulou could not go out. They were restricted to the land abandoned by the gods and could only live here without death.

Therefore, this young person will not die, he just… is out. Because he had eaten Tai Sui and survived without restriction, he was able to leave.

And the photos of the Huangjia Tulou… one is to record how long he has lived, but… to record this person.

Record this bloody executioner!

“No… there is still a problem. It is just that, it is still not enough to be called a heinous sin, unforgivable…” Qin Ye shook his head and continued to watch.

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 Huaguo paintings are mainly freehand brushwork. The words of the Song Dynasty emphasized the spirit and not the form. Apart from some characteristics, who knows what this person looks like?

Features… 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 few pens. Although the ancient Chinese painting emphasizes the spirit and not the form, it will never miss the characteristics.

At this moment, the light suddenly flashed on and off.

Zi Zi Zi… Snap!

The whole room fell into darkness. In the darkness, there was a sound of a soft landing, and then the lights came on again.

That painting… has fallen to the ground.

Qin Ye didn’t pick it up immediately, but looked at the empty room. After a long time, he sighed quietly.

This resentment 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 up to the fourth floor, not only did he not stop him, but uncharacteristically…want him to see the truth?

He arched his hand lightly, and a Hades paid homage to these yin spirits, which was enough. No matter how heavy they are, they can’t 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 way, looked at the light, and suddenly found that…the back of the painting was actually glued with transparent glue!

That is a video tape.

The cold video tape was extremely hot in Qin Ye’s hands. He knew that there was probably the truth he couldn’t ask for!

Why… That man is the heinous truth!

“If there is a videotape… there must be a video recorder… By the way, the broadcasting room!” Qin Ye’s brains were extremely fast at the moment, he was already approaching the final answer infinitely, and every brain cell was working hard for this answer. After thinking of this, he immediately rushed into the room and quickly found it.

Village history showroom, county history showroom, ancestral hall, 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 the broadcasting room, endless crying and howling of grief and anger came into 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 is big, but it is 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 cutting the human body!

It is not a sketch, but a simple line outline like an ancient painting.

There are three people in the painting.

Some of 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 posture, with a young man pinched in the painting. People’s necks. The knife had reached the opponent’s chest. The other two, one was a young man who was pinched around his neck, with frightened, angry, and unbelievable faces. Qin Ye sighed that the simple outline of the line 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, with different knives placed next to the man with moles, and even human bones that have been taken out. There are also needlework, various anatomical props… Qin Ye understands that this is the scene of Tai Sui Chai Ming Fei.

These knives are used to cut open the human body.

These pliers are used to squeeze out bones.

These scissors are to cut through the adhesion of flesh and blood.

These threads are to sew people together in the end.

But… these two people are still alive!

It’s a living person!

No… the woman is dead. On the screen, her abdomen is open, a bone can’t be seen, and the man… is coming soon.

The entire broadcasting room was surrounded by these same and different paintings, which looked extremely strange, coupled with the invisible wailing and extreme resentment in all directions, forming a kind of repressive horror. Even Qin Ye felt cold in his palms at this moment.

Standing here, as if lying on the dissection table, alive, the body was cut open by one scissors and one pair of scissors, one by one picked out the bones, and a little stitch… He shook his head vigorously, took a deep breath, and walked to the broadcast Before the stage.

There is a TV there.

It’s an old black-and-white TV with the video recorder line below it. In the 8.90s, DVDs were far from there, 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. After six or seven seconds, the snowflakes suddenly converged, and a picture appeared on the TV.

Pitch black. The structure of some houses can be vaguely seen.

But it was not dead silence, a grieving sound of sharpening the knife, sand… sand… constantly resounding. Occasionally, I can hear the sound of someone blowing something.

Soon, a candle was picked up. Because of the light and shade, he couldn’t see who was holding the lamp, but he could see clearly… the other party was carrying a long box.

The box is black and heavy. You can see that the person holding the candle is also struggling to carry it. With a bang, it was placed on the ground, and in the darkness, there was a terrified sound of “Woo” and “Wu”.

It was the sound of a person 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 shrank suddenly.

In the box… a knife and various tools are on display!

Deboning knife, thread, a decimeter-long thick needle, hammer, pliers…this…this is all the tools I just painted!

Qin Ye suddenly understood what a bloody 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 away, about one or two meters away, 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, and he wiped the scissors with some emotion: “It’s not the first time. There is no anesthetic, so let’s just do it.”

On the wooden bed, the young man’s eyes were cracking and his mouth kept whimpering. The man who had spoken before seemed to think of something, and pulled the cloth in his mouth: “Want to say something? Speak…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 little 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 corpses… turned out to be the son and daughter-in-law of this man!

“Fuck…” Thousands of words converged into this sentence at this moment.

He has also eaten Tai Sui. He knows too well that such people seem to be chic, but in fact, there are only a few who will not be crazy after a hundred years. That kind of loneliness like a shadow, the kind of isolation where people are alone, the kind of loneliness that is out of step with the world, the kind of stubborn heart… These are enough to drive people crazy.

Either be cynical, 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 right away. However… he actually dissected his son, daughter-in-law, and grandson with his own hands!

“Don’t be afraid.” In the picture, the man gently stroked the young man’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 rushed out!

“Woo——Woo!!!” A-Lian snorted sternly, and suddenly resounded throughout the room. Limbs were cramping, and sweat was pouring down.

“you!!!!”

“Then I’ll let her go one step 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?”