Paintings of Terror

Chapter 14: Bai Shi 14 ┃ Wrong version person

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Ke Xun opened his eyes subconsciously and saw a person from the gap in the pyre.

It's not very accurate to say it's human.

The man was lying on the ground, naked, slowly squirming in a very strange posture.

And in the next second, Ke Xun realized that it wasn't the person's posture that was weird, but the person's body.

This person is like a wrong version of a human being accidentally created by Nu Wa when she made a human out of clay.

The naked torso was twisted and broken, and the long vertebrae were abruptly, supporting the skin on the back to the point of cracking, and on this twisted torso, the man's limbs and head were chaotically spread.

It seems that when someone was assembling a figurine, they randomly used 502 glue to glue its limbs and head to its back, chest, waist and abdomen. All the organs were not installed in their original positions. .

So this person has no way to walk, only to crawl, only to squirm.

"He" squirmed quite hard, the pale and thin leg on the back was pedaling in resentment and helplessness, the five toes were curled up, and the jet-black toenails were lifted outwards, exposing the black-red rotten flesh under the nails .

"His" head didn't grow on his neck. Ke Xun didn't see where the head was. The closest to him was the "person"'s hand, five fingers to be exact. He didn't When I saw the palm of my hand, I only saw five slender fingers growing out of "his" ribs like granulation buds, constantly twisting and twitching.

At first sight of this "person", Ke Xun bit his tongue in time to prevent himself from making a sound out of shock, but after biting, he didn't dare to let go, for fear that once he let go of his tongue, something in his stomach would be blown away. Just popped out.

Is this the "thing" in the coffin? Why is the last descendant of the Li family like this

The situation in front of him no longer allowed him to think about it. After hearing the sound of firewood falling just now, this chaotically spliced body was wriggling, trying to get to the source of the sound to find out.

How to do

Ke Xun believed that the power of this thing was by no means as slow and powerless as it displayed now. Once it got close to him and saw him and Mu Yiran, what would happen would be unimaginable.

A pale arm slid through the gap in the firewood in front of Ke Xun's eyes with the "person"'s wriggling. This close distance made Ke Xun fully feel the chill from the dead man's skin.

This chill was like dozens of dead lips, wet and cold against Ke Xun's skin, and quickly penetrated the flesh and dipped into the bone marrow.

Ke Xun's body trembled uncontrollably, and the tremors even tended to get bigger and bigger.

This weird thing is at work! Ke Xun wanted to control his body, but his body was not driven by his will at all.

Ke Xun bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and a strand of salty and bitter blood spilled out of the corner of his lips, but this still couldn't stop the icy cold in his body and the trembling more and more violently, until even his lips trembled, and suddenly he was hit by a cold fingers on it.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Yiran's elbow was silently pressed against his ribs. He only felt that he exerted a little force, and a heart-piercing pain instantly hit his whole body. If it wasn't for his mouth, Ke Xun would have nearly He was about to cry out in pain, and a layer of sweat broke out on his forehead and palms, and the cold air that was running through his bone marrow immediately dissipated without a trace.

Ke Xun couldn't bear to recollect the pain. Through the gaps in the firewood in front of him, he saw that the deformed man had rolled and wriggled through most of his body, and he was covered in dirt by the limbs of his arms or legs. Messy hair is constantly surging.

Ke Xun's gaze followed the fluffy hair to their roots, and saw a black and cracked mouth.

The hair grew out of the mouth, which was so unkempt that it had to be opened wide, revealing shriveled, rotten, toothless gums.

This mouth slowly turned downward, a nose with a collapsed nose appeared in the gap between the limbs, and then turned downward, and two lower eyelids appeared in Ke Xun's field of vision.

Just before meeting the eyes of this "person", Ke Xun's eyes went black.

The gap in the pile of firewood was gently blocked by Mu Yiran with the handle of the axe that had been placed beside him. His movements were dexterous and precise, without making any sound.

Ke Xun held his breath and listened to the movement of the "man" outside the firewood pile.

The "person" didn't leave the pyre, and Ke Xun didn't know whether "he" was watching or waiting. The chaotic limbs on "his" torso kept making a sound of rubbing against the skin. It is a skin patient suffering from pruritus, and when you rub your body, it will rustle down like fish scale-like skin flakes.

Ke Xun felt numb and itchy.

After a few minutes, he realized that it wasn't a psychological reason, he was real, itchy all over his body.

This kind of itching is not a simple soft itching sensation, it is a rough itching, like a dense burr under the epidermis.

This tingling and itchy feeling made Ke Xun so painful that he could not wait to tear off his own skin, and then use his long and sharp fingernails to scratch his own flesh and blood.

Ke Xun endured desperately, he clenched his fists hard, digging into his palm with his fingernails, trying to ease the itch there. He bit his lip fiercely, wishing he could swallow the itchy lip flesh in one bite.

It's a pity that it didn't help, the itch all over the body grew exponentially as if it had been backlashed.

Ruthless, really ruthless.

This deformed ghoul is more ruthless than killing someone by hand.

Ke Xun felt that he had endured to the limit, and a voice in his consciousness cried out in pain for him: I can't stand it anymore, I really can't hold on anymore, I really want to die, I want to die!

Ke Xun's consciousness told him that he was eager to die in the next second, he couldn't stand this, he would rather die.

Ke Xun snapped the last nerve of resistance in his consciousness. He finally lost all reason. He was about to jump up and get ready to slam into the wall and die when he felt that the carotid artery was suddenly pierced by Mu Yi. A finger pressed hard, and in the next second, Ke Xun lost consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, Ke Xun saw Mu Yiran standing beside him, looking down at him coldly.

The half of my butt is still lingering after being hit with a kick.

The sky was already twilight, and a few wisps of gray light filtered through the gaps in the wooden windows and sprinkled on Mu Yiran's carefully carved facial features.

"It's dawn?" Ke Xun was startled and jumped up from the ground, "What about the deformity?"

Mu Yi Ran ignored him, turned around and walked out.

Ke Xun thought of Wei Dong, and strode out, leaving Mu Yiran behind him in a flash, and rushed straight to the mourning hall.

At the door of the mourning hall, the pair of boys and girls made of paper were still lined up on both sides, looking at the person who came.

Ke Xun kicked open the door and broke in. The situation in front of him almost made him lose his spirits - he saw two headless corpses lying on the ground, one of which he knew was Wei Dong's just by looking at it!

"Dongzi—"

Ke Xun called out in a difficult voice, all his spirit and emotions completely collapsed at this moment, he couldn't even remember how he jumped up, he didn't believe, he didn't believe that he was the one who died in such a tragic state since he was a child. A close friend who grew up together, he didn't know how to accept this result, his entire chest was like being smashed by a giant hammer—

"... Damn... You crushed me... Get up..." A moan suddenly came out of Wei Dong's body.

Ke Xun was stunned on the spot, and saw Wei Dong's big head slowly stick out from the neck of the "corpse", with a face full of pain: "... Get up! Let's scream!"

"... Dongzi, are you... a human being or a ghost?" Ke Xun looked at him a little bit back.

"Go away, you are the ghost, stop cursing me!" Wei Dong rubbed Ke Xun's aching chest and blew a sigh of relief on his face, "See, I'm still angry, alive!"

"..." Ke Xun looked at him for a long time, raised his hand and wiped his face to hide the trembling in his voice, "Your bad breath can really stink ghosts, I'll tell you..."

"I don't want to kiss you, you control me." Wei Dong slowed down, looked up and saw Mu Yiran standing at the door, jumped up and rushed over, "Boss! You are my savior, boss. I hid my head as you said, it's really okay! It's really okay! I survived! I survived! Hahaha! My benefactor!"

"What's the situation?" Ke Xun asked the past.

Wei Dong repeated what Mu Yiran told him last night, and pointed to another headless "corpse" on the ground: "Later I told Liu Yufei, when he heard that it was taught by a boss, he wasn't crazy. Stop howling, we just do it, and it really works!"

Liu Yufei slowly got up from the ground and stared at Mu Yiran: "So, you have solved this dead end?"

"Whether there is a solution, we will have to wait until we go to the old man's house to find out." Mu Yiran dropped the game lightly, turned his head and left the mourning hall.

Ke Xun followed with strides, turning his face to look at him: "Thank you, thank you for saving Dongzi and me."

Mu Yiran said lightly: "No need, I just have the mentality of giving it a try."

Ke Xun smiled and didn't say more, and went to the old man's house with him.

Mu Yiran, Ke Xun, Wei Dong, and Liu Yufei were the first to arrive. Not long after entering the door, the doctor and the owner of the pancake stall also came.

The face of the owner of the pancake stall was even worse than the day before. He was stunned and his face was gray. When he entered the room, he slumped on the chair and froze without saying a word.

"How was last night?" The doctor looked at Wei Dong and Liu Yufei, and was very surprised that the two of them could survive.

Before Wei Dong could answer, the door opened again, and the two people who were in charge of digging the grave last night came in.

When everyone looked at each other, they suddenly froze.

eight people.

The eight people who survived after the night before last night were actually quite a few.

According to the bug compensation rules in the painting, now, these eight people will vote.

They're going to pick one, the one to be killed.