Three hundred and twenty-four chapters horror legend
"Are you sure you've been walking around in the woods for half an hour?" Wang Chen looked thoughtful and asked suddenly.
"Why, how long have I been gone, can't you feel it?" Murong Aotian sneered.
Wang Chen was stunned. There was no doubt that Murong Aotian only had a few breaths to go in and out, but looking at Murong Aotian's appearance, it didn't look like he was lying. Besides, what's the point of telling a lie that no one would believe?
Just when everyone in the field focused their attention on Murong Aotian, and while they were all thinking their own thoughts, no one noticed that a figure in the landscape painting behind Wang Chen suddenly turned around and stared at Wang Chen closely.
's back.
Almost at the same time, Wang Chen felt a sense of being spied on. He felt that he was different from ordinary people. He instantly judged that this feeling came from behind him. He turned around suddenly and stared closely at the landscape painting, almost immediately
, his eyes have been cast on the seven people in the cave.
"What's wrong?"
The sudden movement immediately attracted the attention of the three people.
"There is something wrong with this painting." Wang Chen said while looking at the landscape painting carefully.
Oh? The middle-aged man came over and looked at the landscape painting carefully for a moment. Suddenly, he touched the brown water stain on the corner of the page with his hand, and his expression changed slightly.
"This is the trace of corpse oil!" the middle-aged man said solemnly.
Corpse oil is the oil that overflows from the decomposition of fat during the process of high-level decomposition of corpses. In the hands of some evil spirits, this disgusting and filthy substance can often be used as a tool for practicing and performing evil arts. It is a kind of extremely evil color.
thing.
As soon as these words came out, Wang Chen didn't feel anything, but the woman who was about to get closer and take a closer look took two steps back with a look of disgust on her face.
"You said this is corpse oil?" Murong Aotian heard what the middle-aged man said and came over. I saw that these were obviously ordinary landscape paintings, and there were many of them in the market. And this stain was left after getting wet.
It's just a trace. Murong Aotian glanced at the painting and said disapprovingly, but he actually wanted to prove something and stretched out his hand.
The middle-aged man frowned but did not stop him.
Murong Aotian stretched out two fingers, pinched a corner of the painting, and pulled hard.
Bang bang...
There was a heart-wrenching sound, and the painting seemed to be stuck with something like silk thread. When he pulled it, he did not lift the entire painting, but only tore off a corner.
Sure enough, there is something weird.
Wang Chen had a bad premonition in his heart.
Murong Aotian let out a sigh, and exerted more force on his hand. A strange "squeaking" sound pierced the silence, like countless dry hair being pulled and stretched, but reluctant to be broken.
Heart and lungs of the people.
The painting was finally opened in its entirety. On the back, there were torn black hair hanging to one side. Some of them were carried by the breeze and brushed Murong Aotian's hand, causing him to panic and move the painting.
Throw it aside.
At this time, the wall behind the scroll was pulled and pulled, and a large piece of wall material fell off, revealing a messy, dense and somewhat dry hair.
How disgusting. The woman recalled the squeaking sound of the hair being torn off just now, felt uncomfortable in her heart, and couldn't help but say.
Why is there so much hair in this wall? Wang Chen frowned.
Some backward mortal countries sometimes use animal hair mixed with mud and stone for construction purposes, but this technology has long been eliminated, and the hair in front of you is a bit too much.
When the middle-aged man saw this ball of hair, his face showed a solemn look. He walked forward slowly, found a wooden stick from nowhere, and began to play with the hair in the wall.
The hair was quickly pushed aside by him, revealing a dry and pale human face inside. This human face was like a skeleton wrapped in human skin, but it was not as sallow as ordinary mummies, but looked very pale, with eyes
He closed his eyes tightly, with a look of pain still on his face, looking like a terminally ill person waiting painfully for death.
Wang Chen and the other three were all shocked and took a step back.
There is a corpse sealed in this wall? There is a ghost outside the house and a corpse inside the wall?!
"Sure enough..." the middle-aged man murmured.
"Sure enough? Uncle?" Fortunately, everyone present had seen blood and corpses. Although they were frightened, they were still calm. The woman suppressed her fear and swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked.
The middle-aged man looked solemn and stopped looking at the corpse on the wall. Instead, he slowly walked to the wooden table in the living room and sat down thoughtfully.
Uncle, what do you mean, it's true. Seeing the middle-aged man's abnormal behavior, Murong Aotian seemed to have restrained himself a lot, and even followed the woman and called him uncle.
The middle-aged man's eyes were a little dazed, and he no longer looked as calm and wise as before. He was stunned for a long time, and then he said:
"This is the House of 1,000 Corpses... I once heard my elders talk about it, but I didn't expect it to actually exist. This time we are finished."
"What is the House of Thousand Corpses? You should explain it clearly!" Murong Aotian didn't know whether he was extremely frightened and panicked. He shouted loudly without any regard for politeness.
But the middle-aged man didn't care, and just slowly told a story from the past.
There is a village in the southern part of the Tang Dynasty. It was originally called Wangjia Village. Later, because the authorities believed that the name of the village violated the luck of the royal family, they were ordered to change its name to Yujia Village. Although Yujia Village changed its name, it is not known whether it really borrowed the luck of the royal family.
Good luck, several talents came out one after another
, and the young children in the village are also much smarter than those in other places, and they are better than the children in other villages in practicing literature and martial arts. After decades of oral transmission, it is said that this village is blessed by the gods in the mountains, so that
This village has become a very famous and prosperous village nearby.
The days flowed peacefully. One day, people in the village went hunting in the mountains, and suddenly found a house that had appeared inexplicably in the forest behind the village. The hunter was brave and saw that the house was unique and neat, with red paint all over it. Although it was in his heart,
Doubtful, but without much thought, he opened the door and entered, only to see that there were several gods enshrined in the hall.
There are nearly a hundred households in Yujia Village, and it is located in a remote area. If something happens, it will spread throughout the village almost instantly, but I have never heard of anyone building such a house. It is like it suddenly grew overnight.
of general.
After Yu Sanduo, the head of Yujia Village, learned about this incident, he went to check it out. After thinking about it for a while, he was overjoyed and thought it was the appearance of the mountain god. He actually celebrated like a festival, lighting candles and lighting incense and treating the sudden appearance of the house as a holiday.
The house of the mountain god is filled with incense and worship.
However, on the second day of this happy event, something happened.
On this day, Yu Sanduo was dancing a set of basic sword skills to keep fit in front of his home, but he saw a villager running over in a panic and banging the wooden door of his courtyard. He made a clanking sound.
He opened the courtyard door unhappily and was about to
He scolded him, but only heard the villagers report to him in panic, saying that something happened to Yu Tiezhu's house in the north end of the village. The family of five, including the elder and the youngest, hanged themselves in the house. The villagers did not dare to act rashly, so they asked the village chief to come forward.
Go check it out.
When Yu Sanduo heard the news, he was shocked. He didn't care about the villagers' lack of etiquette. He didn't even change his clothes and rushed to Yu Tiezhu's house.