Ye Shaoyang kicked his ass, "There is a lady here, what nonsense are you talking about!"
As if struck by lightning, Xiao Ma was petrified on the spot, his face turned red in an instant, he was so absorbed just now that he forgot that his goddess Zhuang Yuning was beside her!
The pony wished he could bump his head against the doll.
Fortunately, Zhuang Yuning was so frightened to death by the previous incident that she didn't care about Xiaoma's nonsense at all, so she walked up to Ye Shaoyang, looked down at the doll, and said timidly: "A doll, how can it become so cute?" Become a ghost?"
"It's an evil spirit, not a ghost." Ye Shaoyang said.
"What's the meaning?"
"I can't say a few words clearly, I will tell you slowly when I get back." Ye Shaoyang also looked down at Yangwa, and immediately became angry, and gave Xiaoma a hard look.
"Be careful all night, and you will ruin it all. When Hu Wei comes in tomorrow and finds his gatekeeper evil spirit dead here, he must know that someone has been here."
Xiao Ma scratched his head in embarrassment, "So what? He didn't know we did it."
"He must know that I did it, but the point is not this. He knows that someone has been here, and he will definitely transfer everything. It will not be easy to come in later."
Ye Shaoyang sighed, "We only have one night, let's take a thorough look."
After speaking, he picked up the candle from the ground, walked through several wooden shelves and logs on the ground, and walked towards the corner. He could feel a bloody smell that had not been dispelled in this direction.
Taking advantage of Zhuang Yuning's failure to follow, Xiao Ma leaned over and said to Ye Shaoyang in a low voice: "I don't know what happened to my ass by that evil spirit, it hurts so much, can you secretly show me what's wrong?"
"Get out!" Ye Shaoyang roared.
As the candlelight approached, everything in the corner of the wall was gradually revealed, and there were actually a few figures standing by the wall with their backs in all directions.
"Ah!" Zhuang Yuning screamed in shock, and the heart that had just let go rose in her throat again.
Xiao Ma also asked nervously, "Is it a human or a ghost?"
Ye Shaoyang didn't make a sound, and walked over slowly. After seeing clearly, instead of relaxing, he was gripped even tighter: Those black shadows were not people or ghosts, but pieces of human skin, hung on the wall!
"Little horse, take a picture!" After Ye Shaoyang finished speaking, he walked to a piece of human skin and carefully looked at the candle. Each piece of human skin was disemboweled and nailed to the wall with a long nail.
Zhuang Yuning had never seen such a cruel scene before, she was so frightened that she almost sat on the ground.
Ye Shaoyang turned his head to look at her, and said, "Are you scared?"
Zhuang Yuning nodded with difficulty.
Ye Shaoyang thought for a while, took out a small bottle from his pocket, and handed it to her, "Wipe a little on the temples, it can calm the soul and refresh the mind, and a hundred ghosts will not invade."
Zhuang Yuning hurriedly followed suit, and immediately there was a smell of essential oil.
"This is..." Zhuang Yuning became suspicious.
"Fengyoujing, magic medicine is added in it. Does it make your temples a little hot? That means the medicine has entered the body. If you are afraid, just stay here and don't follow." Ye Shaoyang walked to the wall after finishing speaking. Take a closer look at those human skins.
Xiao Ma came up and wondered: "What did you add to the essential oil? It can calm the soul, and it can also prevent a hundred ghosts from invading? Why haven't you used such a good thing before?"
Ye Shaoyang glanced at Zhuang Yuning who stayed in the previous position, leaned in front of the pony, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "How can there be such a good magic medicine in the world, it is Fengyoujing, nothing is added, I'm giving her a psychological comfort... "
Xiao Ma was stunned on the spot, and cursed in a low voice: "Damn, you fool!"
"Don't talk nonsense, take it, and light it." Ye Shaoyang handed him the candle, and carefully looked at the seven or eight pieces of human skin pasted on the wall, each of which was cut from the chest and abdomen, and pasted flat on the wall , the hands and feet were stretched apart and nailed on, and the whole person showed the shape of the word "fire".
"This is... human skin?" Pony also saw the clue, his heart jumped wildly, seeing the same kind of skin hung on the wall, this kind of visual and psychological stimulation was even better than seeing ordinary ghosts.
When Zhuang Yuning heard the word human skin, she was so frightened that she collapsed on the ground, completely giving up the idea of going to have a look.
There was some white powdery substance on the human skin, Ye Shaoyang dipped a little with his finger, stretched it out in front of the pony, and said, "Taste it!"
Xiao Ma was stunned, "Taste what?"
"Try it for salt."
"Scraped from human skin, how disgusting, I won't do it if you beat me to death, you can taste it yourself." Xiaoma said with a determined face.
Ye Shaoyang rolled his eyes and said, "Then treat it as salt."
Xiao Ma said: "Look, even you feel disgusting, let me taste it!"
Ye Shaoyang ignored him, walked along the base of the wall to another corner, and saw a more bloody scene: three corpses, lying neatly on the ground in a row, two men and one woman, all naked, you can see A straight wound, opened from the bottom of the neck to the lower abdomen, turned outward.
Like drying salted fish in winter, the abdominal cavity opened by the three of them was propped up horizontally with several small wooden sticks, stretching the abdominal cavity to the maximum, and there was nothing inside...
The pony couldn't bear it anymore, squatted on the ground and vomited.
Ye Shaoyang's feeling is also very bad. For him, he has seen more demons and ghosts than people, but the horrible scene in front of him is still shocking. He took a deep breath, Said: "Little Ma, take a picture and send it to Xie Yuqing!"
Xiaoma finished vomiting, took a while, and then came over, turned on the flash of the phone, took a few photos, and quickly stepped aside, not daring to take a second look, and murmured: "What the hell, I didn't expect this Hu Wei is still a perverted murderer!"
"It's not necessarily that he killed it, maybe he stole the corpse." Ye Shaoyang turned his head and saw some clothes-like things piled up on the nearby ground, walked over, grabbed a random one, looked at it, nodded and said:
"I'm not wrong. These are shrouds. They should be on these corpses. If you kill someone, of course there is no need to replace them with shrouds. It means that they were buried normally and were stolen here."
Sighing, Ye Shaoyang got up and went back to the pony. The pony was facing the direction behind him, suddenly his face changed drastically, he backed away again and again, and shouted in surprise: "Little Yezi!"
Ye Shaoyang hurriedly turned his head, and immediately saw a horrifying scene: the three disembowelled corpses were getting up from the ground, with their heads tilted to one side, and staggered towards them like scarecrows.
"Damn..." Even Ye Shaoyang was deeply stimulated by this scene. He didn't want to have any contact with them at all, so he took out the ink fountain and walked towards them.