"Why is the white mist here so different?" Duanmu Qingchen couldn't help but move closer to the lotus. The white mist he had seen in the city just now was just like grass growing on the ground, and it was like morning mist, so it didn't seem scary.
But here, it looks like there are huge white pythons winding around, which is really creepy!
"Because this is not Yin energy, it's karma." Lian Youyou led the two men and carefully walked through these lingering karma obstacles. "The karma created in the world does not only entangle people. These karma obstacles stay in the world, take root and sprout, and feed on hatred. They gather where the hatred is heavy, and provide power to the host, making it become vengeful spirits and evil spirits, bringing disaster to the world." Lian Youyou led the two men to the front door of the Bai family.
"Feeding on hatred..." Fu Mingrui looked around at the terrifying white air that looked like giant white worms, and he was already suspicious in his heart. Could it be that their host was Yu Pingting
"The host will return to the place where she hated the most before her death." Lian stared at the door in front of her. Waves of yin energy came out from the crack of the door, like tiny hands caressing her face. "So, after Yu Pingting dies, she will stay in the place that made her hate the most when she was alive..."
Lian Youyou said, and blew gently towards the door: "Hu..."
The door slowly opened in front of her, and immediately, what she saw was a corpse hanging straight in front of them!
“Ah———” Duanmu Qingchen screamed in surprise and lay on Lian Youyou’s shoulder, not daring to look.
"Shh!" Lian Youyou immediately shushed him. He raised his head from Lian Youyou's shoulder and saw Lian Youyou's stern face: "The evil ghosts can see us and hear us, don't cause trouble for me!" Lian Youyou's sudden cold eyes were as ferocious as a ferocious monster.
Duanmu Qingchen swallowed his saliva and suddenly felt that the scene inside was not so scary. Lian Youyou was more scary.
Fu Mingrui stood blankly at the door. Of course, the thing hanging on the high beam could not be a corpse. Only dead people would have corpses.
In the gloomy house, a naked human figure was hanging high up, thin and bony. The evil spirits like white snakes were wrapped around him and on the beams, gnawing at his body.
"Ah-ah--" He screamed in pain, waving his hands and struggling, kicking his legs. Many fingers began to extend from his body, scratching him gently, but the sharp nails scratched his whole body and tore his skin and flesh! He was like a pig waiting to be slaughtered hanging in the house, and those claws were like sharp knives to slice the meat from the pig!
"Ah-ah--" He kept screaming in pain, crying bitterly, but he had to continue to endure the pain of having his flesh scraped off. After the flesh was scraped off, it would quickly grow back into his body. He was constantly, constantly being scraped and gouged!
If you look closely, you can see that his strides are constantly growing and being swallowed up. The pain of living a life worse than death is melted into his wailing!
The entire living room of the Bai family was like a purgatory, making people tremble with fear amidst the cries of pain.
Fu Mingrui raised his head, mustered up his last bit of courage to take a closer look at the hanging man, and was shocked: "Bai Youcai!"
"Shh!" Lian Youyou also glared at Fu Mingrui.
Duanmu Qingchen glared at Fu Mingrui through Lian Youyou, raised the index finger of his other hand, placed it in front of his lips, and whispered to Fu Mingrui, "Shh..."
Fu Mingrui frowned and looked at Bai Youcai hanging on the beam again. He was struggling and crying in pain.
"What kind of evil has happened to him?" Fu Mingrui asked Lian Youyou softly, with confusion in his eyes.
Lian Youyou glanced at him calmly, raised her lips and smiled coldly, and glanced at Fu Mingrui: "He is being tortured. What sins did he commit in his life that he was caught and tortured here? Shouldn't you, Fu Mingrui, investigate the matter of this man's life?"
Fu Mingrui was stunned for a moment, knowing that Lian Youyou would not answer him again, he frowned and looked at Bai Youcai who really looked like he was being tortured. Lian Youyou said that he was caught and tortured, so the person who caught him... could it be Yu Pingting
Lian Youyou pulled the two of them past the tortured Bai Youcai and continued forward. There was a door on the left with the words "Do Not Disturb in the Study" written on it.
Lian Youyou smiled contemptuously, led Duanmu Qingchen and Fu Mingrui to the door, blew gently again, and the door opened. Suddenly, a long bloody neck and the horrifying scene once again appeared in the eyes of Duanmu Qingchen and Fu Mingrui.
The two grown men almost shouted out.
Duanmu Qingchen's hands were completely cold, and his hair stood on end.
Fu Mingrui frowned and turned his face away, paused for a moment, and looked inside again. After all, he had seen many murders, so Fu Mingrui was still somewhat able to adapt to the horrific scenes in front of him.
In the study, there was a long neck hanging in front of the desk, blood was constantly flowing from the long neck. Looking up, there was a head hanging on the beam, tied to the beam with his long hair.
His body was still behind the desk, so his neck was stretched out thin and long, his skin was cracked, his shins were visible, and thin white "worms" were drilling in and out of his thin neck, as if this riddled neck had become their playful home.
If you listen carefully, you can hear them chirping and mumbling something.
"When people are born, their nature is good. Natures are similar, but habits make them different..."
On the desk in front of him were books stained with blood. White gas twisted on the books, wrapped around his hands, drilled into his cracked skin, and came out again, immediately stained with his blood. As it crawled over the books, it left streaks of blood.
The thick smell of blood surrounded the entire Bai family. The ground was covered with blood. It was like stepping into a pool of blood. It was truly a bloody hell!
"Ugh—uh—" In the bloody air, there was a man's hoarse and weak groan of pain, as if he had been tortured half to death and was unable to shout.
"Puff! Puff!" A rhythmic, strange sound came from the quiet study, like the sound of a spoon being inserted into a watermelon, and the watermelon juice spread like red blood.
Lian Youyou brought Fu Mingrui and Duanmu Qingchen in. Their footsteps stepped on the blood, making a sticky sound, and both of them shuddered with cold hair all over their bodies.
When they stood to the side of the desk, they suddenly saw a naked, green-skinned baby holding a wooden awl and inserting it into the green-skinned body again and again.
"Giggle, giggle..." The baby laughed strangely as he stabbed, as if the body in front of him was his favorite toy. He stabbed it with thousands of holes, and blood flowed everywhere. But the skin and flesh would grow back soon. He continued to stab, and blood flowed out of the holes continuously, filling the entire study.
Fu Mingrui looked around, then looked at the head tied high above him, and was surprised: "Head hanging from a beam, thigh pierced with a needle... This is Bai Zhankui!" He whispered in surprise. (To be continued)