Paintings of Terror

Ke Xun opened his eyes subconsciously, and saw a person through the gap in the woodpile.

It is not very accurate to say that it is a person.

This person was lying on the ground, naked, slowly wriggling in a very strange posture.

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 human beings that Nuwa accidentally created when she made people out of clay.

The naked torso was twisted and twisted, and the long and long spine was so abrupt that the fleshy skin on the back was almost torn apart. On this twisted and twisted torso, the limbs and head of this person were growing chaotically.

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

So this person can't walk, can only crawl, can only wriggle.

"He" squirmed quite strenuously, the pale and skinny leg on the back was pedaling resentfully and helplessly, the five toes curled up, and the jet-black toenails were lifted outwards, revealing the black-red carrion under the nail cover .

"His" head did not grow on his neck, and Ke Xun did not see where this head was located. The closest thing to him was a hand of this "person", five fingers to be precise, he did not Seeing the palm, only five slender fingers grew out from "his" ribs like granulation, constantly twisting and twitching.

The first time he saw this "person", Ke Xun bit the tip of his tongue in time to prevent himself from making a sound due to shock, but he didn't dare to let go after biting it, fearing that if he let go of the tip of his tongue, the contents of his stomach would be released. It came out all at once.

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 again. After hearing the sound of firewood falling just now, this chaotic spliced ​​body was wriggling, trying to get to the source of the sound to find out.

How to do?

Ke Xun believes that the power of this thing is not as slow and weak as it is showing now. Once it gets close and sees him and Mu Yiran, what will happen is unimaginable.

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

This chill is like dozens of dead lips, wet and cold on Ke Xun's skin, and quickly penetrates the flesh and soaks into the bone marrow.

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

It's this weird thing that's doing it!Ke Xun wants to control his body, but his body is not driven by his will at all.

Ke Xun bit the tip of his tongue hard, and a stream of salty and bitter blood overflowed from the corner of his lips, but this still couldn't stop the coldness in his body and the trembling all over his body, until even his lips trembled, and suddenly he was caught by a slightly cold Fingers on it.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Yiran's elbow pressed against his ribs silently, and he felt a slight force, and a piercing pain instantly spread all over his body. If it wasn't for his mouth being pressed, Ke Xun would have been almost I was about to cry out in pain, a layer of sweat broke out on my forehead and palms immediately, and the cold air that was flowing in my bone marrow dissipated without a trace.

Ke Xun couldn't care less about the pain. Through the gap in the firewood in front of him, he saw that the deformed man had writhed and squirmed over half of his body, and where he didn't know whether it was an arm or a leg, he was covered with filth. The messy hair is constantly surging.

Ke Xun followed the fluffy hair to find their roots, and saw a black and dry mouth.

The hair grew from the mouth, which was so unkempt that the mouth had to be opened wide, exposing shriveled, decayed, toothless gums.

The mouth turned down slowly, and a snub-nosed nose appeared in the gap between the limbs, and then turned down again, and the two lower eyelids appeared in Ke Xun's field of vision.

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

The gap in the firewood pile was gently blocked by Mu Yiran with the handle of the ax that had been placed by his side all the time. The movements were dexterous and precise without making a sound.

Ke Xun held his breath, listening to the movement of the "person" outside the firewood pile.

That "person" didn't leave the woodpile, and Ke Xun didn't know whether "he" was watching or waiting. The chaotic limbs on "his" torso kept making the sound of rubbing against his skin. The sound was dry and frizzy, like It is a skin patient suffering from pruritus. When rubbing the body, it will rustle like fish scales.

Ke Xun felt numb and itchy all over.

After a few minutes, he realized it wasn't psychological at all, he was really itching all over his body.

This kind of itching is not a simple and gentle itching, it is a rough itching like dense burrs growing under the skin.

This prickly and itchy feeling made Ke Xun unbearably painful, wishing to tear off his own skin, and then use his long and sharp nails to scratch his flesh and blood hard.

Ke Xun endured desperately, he clenched his fists hard, and dug his nails into his palm, trying to relieve the itching there.He bit his lip fiercely, wishing he could bite off the itchy lip flesh and swallow it in his stomach.

It's a pity that it didn't help, the itches all over his body multiplied as if they had been backlashed, Ke Xun endured until his eyes were tearing apart, and he wanted to die immediately.

Ruthless, really ruthless.

This deformed ghost thing is more ruthless than killing people with his own hands.

Ke Xun felt that he had reached the limit, and a voice in his consciousness cried out in pain for him: I can't take 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 longed to die in the next second, he couldn't stand this, he would rather die.

Ke Xun broke the last stubborn nerve in his consciousness, he finally lost all his sanity, and was about to jump up and prepare to slam his head against the wall to die, when he felt Mu Yi suddenly twitch the neck artery. Pressing down hard with one finger, Ke Xun lost consciousness in the next second.

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

On one side of my buttocks, there was still the aftertaste of being kicked.

The sky was already twilight, and a few strands of gray light came through the cracks in the wooden window, and sprinkled on Mu Yiran's delicately carved facial features.

"Dawn?" Ke Xun jumped up from the ground in surprise, "What about the deformity?"

Mu Yiran ignored him, turned around and walked out.

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

At the entrance of the mourning hall, the pair of paper boys and girls still lined up on both sides, looking at the visitors with joyful eyebrows.

Ke Xun kicked open the door and broke in. The scene in front of him almost knocked him out of his wits - he saw two headless corpses lying on the ground, one of which he knew was Wei Dong's just by his figure!

"Dongzi—"

Ke Xun uttered a cry from his throat with difficulty, and all his spirit and emotions collapsed completely at this moment, and he couldn't even remember how he jumped on it. He didn't believe it, he didn't believe that it was him who died in such a tragic way when he was a child. He grew up together as a brotherly friend, he didn't know how to accept this result, his entire chest seemed to be smashed by a sledgehammer——

"...Damn... you crushed me to death... Get up..." Wei Dong suddenly groaned from the cavity of the corpse.

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

"...Dongzi, are you... a human or a ghost?" Ke Xun looked at him with a bit of composure.

"Get out, you are the ghost, don't curse me!" Wei Dong rubbed Ke Xun's painful chest, and blew a breath on his face, "See, I'm still alive, I'm alive!"

"..." Ke Xun looked at him for a long time, raised his hand and wiped his face to cover up the trembling in his voice, "Your bad breath can kill ghosts, let me tell you..."

"I don't want to kiss you, you control me." Wei Dong calmed down, looked up and saw Mu Yiran standing at the door, jumped up and rushed over, "Boss! You are my savior, big brother I hid my head as you said, and it’s really all right! It’s really all right! I survived! I survived! Hahaha! Benefactor!”

"What's the situation?" Ke Xun followed up and asked.

Weidong repeated what Mu Yiran told him last night, and pointed to another headless "corpse" on the ground: "I told Liu Yufei later, once he heard that the boss taught him the method, he didn't go crazy. Stop howling, we just follow suit, and it really works!"

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

"Whether it's cracked or not, we'll have to wait until we go to the old man's house to find out." Mu Yiran casually dropped the game, turned his head and left the mourning hall.

Ke Xun strode up to follow and turned to look at him: "Thank you, thank you for saving Dongzi and me."

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

Ke Xun smiled, didn't say any 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 stand also came.

The owner of the pancake stall looked even worse than the day before. He was so depressed and ashen-skinned that he slumped on a chair as soon as he entered the room, in a daze without saying a word.

"How was last night?" The doctor looked at Weidong and Liu Yufei, surprised that they survived.

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

Everyone looked at each other, and there was a sudden pause.

eight people.

Of the eight people who survived the night before, none of them were missing after last night.

According to the rules of making up for bugs in the painting, now, these eight people will vote.

They want to choose a person who is about to be killed.