"What major do you major in? How do you feel that your knowledge is so broad?" Shen Tian couldn't help but ask, looking at Li Leping who was expressionless and analyzing all kinds of horrifying things from an outsider's perspective.
How would a normal person know so many ways to peel skin?
"This has nothing to do with what I'm studying. I just happened to see some relevant content when I was surfing the Internet. It's like listening to unofficial history in a history class. It can be trusted or not. Most of it is just for fun and fun." Li
Leping still said in an indifferent tone.
"taste?"
Shen Tian glanced around subconsciously.
This place, no matter how you look at it, is far from interesting. It is more like a place where childhood shadows were cast.
Li Leping squinted his eyes and recalled all the horrible things he had seen along the way. He began to sort out the details and try to deduce something.
"The human skin left to dry in the courtyard and the skinning tools on the first floor all indicate that this so-called scary tattoo parlor must first peel off the ghost's skin before tattooing."
"But why do we need to peel off the ghost's skin?"
With this question in mind, he continued walking a short distance.
But he soon stopped.
The first floor of the three-story old building is not very spacious, but because of the darkness, it is difficult to tell how much area this floor covers.
But as long as you really walk around the room, after passing those blood-stained beds, weird holes and cold ice urns, you will see an old wooden door again.
The wooden door was old and dilapidated, and had a strange pattern carved on it. The strange patterns looked like a person, but the person's appearance was ferocious and twisted, as if he was being tortured by something.
As for the surface of the door, mold spots have grown, and there is a smell of rotten wood that makes you cover your mouth and nose.
"The entrance to the second floor?"
Li Leping didn't even think about discussing anything with Shen Tian, so he directly reached out and pushed open the door.
"Zila——!"
The wooden door, which had long been decayed and seemed to have been hollowed out by insects, was easily pushed open without much effort at all. However, the weird sound made by the friction of the hinges was always particularly harsh in the dead atmosphere, making people worried about this breaking the tranquility.
Will opening the door disturb anything?
Pushing open the door, a wooden staircase appears in sight.
The stairs extend all the way up, eventually leading to a new door.
Looking at the direction, it seems to be on the second floor.
Shen Tian, who was following Li Leping, looked at the stairs and felt a shiver in his heart.
They had enjoyed tranquility for a period of time after entering the house. This tranquility made Shen Tian feel a little unreal, and also made him feel a kind of tranquility before the storm was about to come.
The danger may be upstairs.
But he also knew that he had no choice. Who asked him to take over the position of the person in charge of Daha City, and now there is a captain watching in front of him?
He knew very well that Li Leping could not cause problems here.
If a captain has a problem on his own territory, let alone whether the headquarters will blame him or not, the problem of the captain's ghost reviving is simply not something he can handle.
"Go upstairs."
Li Leping glanced at the stairwell a few times and found no problems for the time being, so he decided to leave immediately.
He didn't want to stay here for too long, or even figure out the reason for the existence of this place. He just wanted to quickly find Jiang Hao, who mysteriously disappeared after entering the door.
"Crunch, crunch."
The old wooden stairs seemed to have not been cleaned for a long time. When you step on them, they will not only stir up a burst of dust, but also make the long-rotted steps make noise.
The distance of a few meters was not difficult to walk. Soon, they finished walking the steps and pushed open the wooden door blocking them.
"Wow."
Suddenly, Shen Tian stopped breathing, and his head fell backward subconsciously.
When I opened the door, what hit me was not the coolness and dust that had been trapped for a long time, but a particularly pungent, weird feeling mixed with a variety of smells.
The smell is like the fishy smell that occurs when blood is exposed to the air for a long time, and it is also like the corpse smell that is emitted after a pile of corpses die. It even has a faint smell of pen and ink.
Looking around, I could see the situation on the second floor of the old building.
The area on the second floor should be similar to that on the first floor, except that there are no beds or ice urns on the second floor, but a bunch of more terrifying things.
On the floor of the second floor, there are actually large water tanks.
It's just that what's in the water tank is not water, but bloody corpses submerged in some kind of black liquid.
Inside each water tank, there was actually a corpse whose skin had been peeled off and was covered in blood.
These corpses include men and women, adults and children. They are lying quietly in the water tank at the moment. Most of their bodies have been submerged in the black liquid in the water tank, leaving only a naked body with their face peeled off.
His head was motionless, as if it had been soaked here for many days, and the stench of rotting corpses permeated this airtight room.
"I...fuck."
Shen Tian approached a water tank, carefully circled it a few times, and immediately pinched his throat, fearing that he would spit out his breakfast.
"So all the skinned ghosts will be put here?"
Li Leping walked around the water tank and looked at the horrific-looking corpses. His face remained calm, and he calmly analyzed a conclusion.
Although these corpses soaked in the water tank seem to have been dead for a long time, the smell of rotting corpses is even mixed with the smell of blood in the water tank, making people want to stay away from this place.
However, these seemingly long-dead corpses are actually terrifying ghosts.
However, these evil ghosts seemed to have been suppressed by some supernatural beings in the water tank, and had already fallen into silence, so that Li Leping did not trigger any danger when he walked over.
"These ghosts should have been sealed in these water tanks by some special means. As for how they were sealed..."
Li Leping carefully observed the black liquid soaking the body.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The black liquid looks like it is formed by the discoloration of human blood after being left outside for too long, but it has a faint smell that belongs to the stench of ink after it has been left out for a long time.
But it seems to indicate that the black liquid in the water tank is not entirely blood.
"The color of this liquid looks like blood, but in fact it just looks like blood, because blood cannot show such a pure black color no matter how long it is exposed to the air."
"This liquid should be formed by some kind of supernatural being. Only liquid formed by supernatural beings can maintain such a pure color, so that even the blood flowing from these corpses cannot affect its purity, and the color still looks so pure.
black."
"This should be some kind of ink, like the kind of ink used when writing calligraphy."
"As for the reason why these ghosts are still sleeping, whether it is because the ink soaked in them is working, or the water tanks are working, there is no way to know. Perhaps only the people who created this supernatural place know the answer."
Looking at the dark ink color and the faint smell of ink in the air, Li Leping immediately judged that the black liquid in these water tanks was not the blood left from the corpses.
Although these corpses had all been stripped of their skins, they were covered in blood.
But just by thinking about it, I know that no matter how much blood a body has, it cannot be enough to fill such a large water tank.
"Team Li, I counted. There are a total of eighteen water tanks here, which exactly corresponds to the number of tools below." Shen Tian did not remain stunned while Li Leping observed the situation of the water tanks, but looked around.
After a while, he said with a different look on his face.
He didn't want to continue looking at these weird water tanks filled with corpses.
Most importantly, he also realized what was in these water tanks.
On the surface it is a pile of dead bodies, but in reality it is a group of evil ghosts that have been temporarily suppressed.
No one knows how long the suppression of this water tank can last. If you are not lucky, and in a few minutes, the water tank will burst, the black ink inside will flow out, and the suppression will immediately fail, then what will happen to you?
Isn't he dead?
"Okay, I understand." Li Leping said.
The eighteen skinning positions on the first floor correspond to the eighteen water tanks containing corpses on the second floor.
This is nothing surprising.
"So, what's going to be on the third floor?"
Suddenly, Li Leping looked not far away.
There is a wooden door standing there.
If nothing unexpected happens, this door will be the entrance to the third floor of this tattoo parlor.
"Human skin, skinning tools, and skinned corpses, that is to say, this industrial chain ends here."
"But in this case, what should be on the third floor?"
Suddenly, Li Leping thought of a possibility.
"Will the third floor be the residence of the creator? Just like the post office and photo studio, the top floor is an area that only managers can enter."
At the moment when he thought of this possibility, Li Leping's numb eyes suddenly moved slightly, and then he looked sideways at Shen Tian and reminded: "You have to be really careful next."
From the outside, this place known as the Horror Tattoo Parlor has only three floors.
And if Li Leping's guess is followed, the third floor of the tattoo parlor is most likely exclusive to the owner of the tattoo parlor.
However, no one knows the current status of the managers of this tattoo parlor that has been built for who knows how many years.
Maybe he is still lingering on.
But it is also possible that he is dead and the ghost has resurrected on the third floor of this tattoo parlor.
Once we really encounter such a bad situation, it might happen that the tragedy of Gu Chengjun happened again.
"I know." Shen Tian replied with a heavy face.
They have explored two floors of this tattoo parlor in succession.
Now only the last floor remains.
That's also where danger is most likely to be buried.
Soon, the two of them arrived at the door at the end of the second floor.
The same old wooden door is exactly the same in style and size as the wooden door on the first floor. The only difference is that the strange patterns carved on the surface of the wooden door are different from the texture on the wooden door downstairs.
However, although the carvings do not look like the same person, the expression carved out is still so ferocious, and the posture is so twisted, as if a person is covering his face with his hands, as if his body is suffering from a helpless...
The agony of believing.
But Li Leping obviously has no intention of continuing to appreciate the "art" on the door.
As long as the non-human and ghostly patterns on the door don't suddenly cause problems, then he will pretend he didn't see it.
After all, this place was not under his jurisdiction, so if something went wrong, he would be helpless.
Opening the door, the wooden stairs went straight up, and there was an indescribable depressing atmosphere permeating the corridor.
But Li Leping moved very quickly this time, leaping to the last step in the blink of an eye.
"Team Lee."
Shen Tian, who was behind him, seemed to have discovered something, and his expression instantly became a little stunned.
He pointed under the wooden door in front of him.
Through the crack in the door, you can see a faint light coming out from under the crack in the door.
It's as if there is a light on the other side of the door.
"Is there a light?"
Li Leping also saw the light squeezed out from the crack in the door.
This means there may be a light on on the other side of the door.
But the question is, what could be turning on the lights in such a supernatural place?
But Li Leping didn't hesitate or even think about it.
For him, no amount of speculation is as good as seeing it with his own eyes.
"Zila——!"
However, he just opened the door.
"Oh? Coming so soon?"
Before he could clearly see what was happening outside the door, a voice suddenly came out the moment the lights in the room came out.
Li Leping also decisively walked into the house at this time.
I saw an old man wearing an old-fashioned black gown, holding a cane, standing in the house, as if he had been waiting here for a long time.
Next to the old man, stood a very sincere monk in monk's robes with his hands clasped together.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Your hands and feet are quite nimble." Li Leping said looking at Jiang Hao, who had been missing for some time.
Then, he turned his attention to the old man standing next to Jiang Hao.
This is an old man, at least ninety years old. His old face has age spots, his skinny body is slightly hunched, and his whole person exudes a lifeless aura.
The most bizarre thing is that this old man's face covered with age spots is actually covered with black tattoos. Those tattoos look like hideous and terrifying faces, and the tattoo techniques look similar to those on Jiang Hao's face.
The tattoos are similar, but the number of tattoos is not of the same level at all, so that even when Li Leping saw the old man for the first time, he couldn't tell what the old man looked like.
And these tattoos on the face seem to be just the tip of the iceberg for the elderly.
Because Li Leping also saw various strange lines on the old man's neck. These lines went all the way down the old man's skinny neck, and were eventually covered up by the black gown on his body.
Vaguely, Li Leping smelled a hint of rotting corpse stench. This corpse stench seemed to be wafting from the old man in front of him. However, he could not tell for a while whether the source of the corpse stench was the old man's waning body.
Or the tattoos on his body.
"How many tattoos like this do you have on your body?"
At this moment, looking at the old man who was also observing him, Li Leping broke the quiet atmosphere and asked proactively.
The old man was wearing a black long gown. The long gown was old and had even been washed so that it faded and turned white, giving people a sense of age.
But at the same time, the gown that tightly wrapped the old man also covered most of his skin, making it impossible for ordinary people to see through the many weird tattoos hidden under this layer of clothes.
A tattoo represents a ghost.
"It's not that small, but no matter how many tattoos you have, it seems that they can't compare to you, a young person who is extremely weird in your own right, an alien between humans and ghosts. You are really amazing."
The old man looked at Li Leping's sickly pale body, a strange smile appeared on his lips, and he spoke slowly.