Why am I a villain and still have my own jokes?

(There may be some scenes in this chapter that make some readers feel uncomfortable, please be mentally prepared or skip directly)

Fan Shansheng thought that after so many years, his ability to bear had become stronger.

But when the scene in front of him overlapped with the scene when he first entered the dungeon, the feeling of nausea seemed to intensify.

On the iron racks on both sides, there are densely packed bottles made of crystal glass.

Ears, noses, eyeballs, skin, various forms of bones, brains, internal organs... All organs and tissues that can be cut or dug out are soaked in different kinds of transparent solutions and stored in these special bottles .

And this is the most "conservative" and "clean" place in the entire experimental area.

——"Come here, Shansheng. Come and have a look."

He remembered that year, the priest who took him into the dungeon——and also his mentor after entering the Temple of the God King, an old man who looked amiable and full of wisdom.

The mentor at that time, holding the exquisite bottle carefully in his hand, said to him in an excited tone.

——"Such a perfect work of art can only be seen and made in the Temple of the King of God."

The solution in that bottle was colorless, mixed with sporadic white flakes.Like water mixed with milk, there is a thin layer of foam floating.

The priest's eyes lingered on the bottle, as if looking at his favorite plaything.

——"However, it took so many test subjects to make such a watchable one. The success rate is too low. And the test subjects sent all have similar faces... If there are some exotic faces, That's even better."

Amidst his regretful sobs, Fan Shansheng finally saw through the impurities in the solution and saw clearly what was in the bottle.

Thin as cicada wings, white as snow, delicate as silk...

——"This, this is... Could it be that the ones here are all similar..."

Fan Shansheng asked stammeringly, unable to believe the scene in front of him.

——"Yes, there are all such things here. But she is the only one I like the most. Look, how beautiful she is... If Mr. Sa hadn't made people useless, he would still not be willing to give it to me."

It was a peeled off woman's skin.

Just looking at it, you can see how bright and beautiful this woman was before she was alive, and you can even see her slender eyelashes and bright red lips;

And it was processed so perfectly, without a trace of blood, scratches, or any remnants of human flesh.

But the hole left by the eyes and mouth seemed to be looking straight at Fan Shansheng, leaving blood-red tears, and silently roared, shouted, and screamed at him...

He turned his gaze sharply away.

Every bloodshot eye in the bottle is staring, every slender throat is vibrating, every severed tongue is speaking.Hundreds, thousands, thousands...

——even though so many years have passed, that painful and sharp voice still seems to be echoing in his ears:

"what--!!!"

Hearing Fan Shansheng's sudden and fearful exclamation, Ling Yao finally stopped and looked back at him.

Fan Shansheng was holding his head, staring at that familiar bottle and that familiar face as if his eyes were about to burst.

Even today, he can't imagine why such a kind and wise old man secretly conducts such a bloody and dirty experiment, turns it into "art" and obtains "transcendental happiness" from it.

He is not afraid of bloody scenes, nor has he killed people.

But in the dungeon, when he saw living people being treated as objects and wantonly "used" and "experimented" by others of the same kind, he could never get rid of the nausea and fear.

Don't they feel torn?Between them and these "experimental subjects" and "slaves", there is only a thin layer of priestly white robes.

When the priest's gown is taken off, who can guarantee that he will not become one of these "experimental subjects"?

"Didn't it mean that all the outstanding 'works' of the priests are displayed here? It seems that Mr. Fan has thought of something not so wonderful."

Ling Yao touched his chin, but his tone was subtle and teasing,

"What should I do? I thought of going inside to see it. Otherwise, Mr. Fan will stay here by himself, and I will go in by myself?"

Fan Shansheng was so frightened that he escaped from the public area, and never came to the dungeon again.

He has no way to resist the conventions of the entire God King Temple by himself; in other words, he is powerless to stop his mentor from continuing such "experiments".

Anger and fear were gradually shattered by the cruel reality, and he, who was unable to fight and break up with the Temple of the God King, finally became a silent accomplice, leaving only "out of sight is peace of mind", "out of sight and out of mind". This is the last "fig leaf".

But when he came here again, those emotions seemed to be rekindled, and even intensified.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Ling Yao with a relaxed face.

Why...why can you stand here so calmly and say such calm words?

Doesn't this guy have any anger, no...

Ling Yao crossed his fingers into a fist, moving his wrist and joints, making crisp sounds.Then he suddenly turned his head and asked Xiao Cheng who was leading the way:

"It's just bottles and cans, it's not interesting. It's impossible for the experimental area to only have these things. I heard that other adults play a lot of tricks. Isn't there any other open area?"

"Ah... yes. Some adults like to raise modified experimental subjects to see how they survive and how long they can survive. Two... adults want to go?"

Suddenly, Fan Shansheng took a deep breath and drew a meditation prayer symbol on his chest.

Ling Yao is not an enemy.

He shouldn't assume that the other party is really indifferent just because the other party's superficial Gujing is quiet.

That was nothing more than unwarranted anger.Can't solve any problem.

And even if he really doesn't care about these things, as long as Han Hanlin cares, he can't get away.

"It's true that I remembered some bad things, which made you laugh.

"It's a pity that I stopped here last time. I can't miss it this time."

If he wanted to bring Yun Ying back, he could no longer run away.

Moreover, what Ling Yao said just now reminded him that the experimental area is more than just this.

He doesn't even dare to look at the most superficial and superficial things, so why is he still wishing to solve the problem here forever?

"Of course. I want to see and see."

Ling Yao could see that Fan Shansheng had finally calmed down a bit.

Otherwise, he would rather this guy stay here than take someone who might betray at any time because of doubts, or lose his mind and move on.

However, he changed the subject, changed his attitude of letting others lead the way, and pointed to one of the gates:

"Just go for this. How?"

The other two followed Ling Yao's direction and saw the words "Shan Hongfeng", "Grafting Experiment", "Wrestling" and so on written on the door.

Shan Hongfeng is a priest who is in the same camp as Lang Yue.

Although Fan Shansheng was not sure what Ling Yao's purpose was, he wanted to visit Shan Hongfeng's "experiment" by name.But he doesn't have any good goals now, so he naturally let Ling Yao choose.

Maybe he wanted to see what kind of people in Lang Yue's camp?

Xiaocheng quickly found other people to confirm the situation, and after knowing that this place was open, he led two people to the inside of the passage.

While Ling Yao was walking forward, he was distracted.

Yes, he chose this place directly after listening to the words of the Tucao servants.

[There is no such person, why did you write the "experiment" in such detail, forget about writing horror novels! 】

[Although I know that the author will definitely not arrange any good things for the Temple of the King of Gods, but this is too scary...]

[Uncle handsome, remember to drive your son away, I feel physically sick after reading this chapter, don't read it for children. 】

[Damn, what kind of scum is this.Don't talk about the protagonist, I'm going crazy!Shan Hongfeng biss! 】

And because this place belongs to the private "laboratory" of the priest, there are no guards guarding this road, and it is also a hiding place that is easy to sneak in and difficult to be discovered.

In all likelihood, Ling Linhan is right here.

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound from the last door.

Xiao Cheng immediately drew out his knife and stood in front of Ling Yao and Fan Shansheng:

"Two adults, be careful. There may be some accident, and a modified body wants to rush out."

Bang!Bang!Bang!

The sound of banging on the door became more and more intense, and the door body gradually showed a tendency to deform.

Ling Yao narrowed his eyes.

Cheng Yingjian jumped out of the mustard seed bag and was held in his hand.

Fan Shansheng also silently drew out a sharp knife and stared at the door.

Boom!Boom!Boom—!boom--!

With a loud bang, the twisted gate collapsed.

The strong smell of blood and billowing smoke and dust rushed to my face!

In the smoke and dust, a pair of black eyes appeared.

Xiao Cheng stood at the front and was the first to see the man's appearance clearly, and immediately shouted:

"It's an invasion!"

Snapped!

"By……"

"You really are here, brat."