Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
Chapter 478: Human Skin Puppet (Part 41)
"Alright, stop being stingy. What I’m doing with you, Qin, is significant. Tonight's events are known to you, me, the earth, and you, Qin, and Rong Jie. No one else knows."
"Wrong. There's also Fat Brother who knows."
We returned to the present; the fat guy had already woken up, and it was now one in the morning.
When Qin Jian and Chi Xinrong appeared before him, there was another round of unnecessary explanations before we got down to business.
The real identity of the girl was Gousi's girlfriend. Her profession belonged to the secretive world of Tomb Raiders. Now she lay on a specially made single bed, breathless and icy cold, looking just like a corpse that had been dead for a long time.
With my years of experience as a Mortician, I could tell that this girl was not the same as the one we had seen at Gousi's place.
At this moment, I had to do something quite difficult to accept. The atmosphere in the room was tense and oppressive as we gathered around this specially made single bed, focusing on the face of this person who resembled a lifeless body.
Qin Jian watched as I picked up the scalpel that Chi Xinrong had handed me and suddenly spoke up to stop me: "Wait a minute. How sure are you that she is a Human Skin Puppet?"
"Seventy percent..."
Qin Jian frowned: "Are you sure it's seventy percent and not a hundred?"
I shook my head: "What exactly are you afraid of?"
"What if she's a real person? If she's in a state of suspended animation and you make a cut on her beautiful face with that scalpel, it could be fatal!" Ling Juan exchanged glances with Chi Xinrong, both silent. In the end, unable to bear watching any longer, they walked over to sit on the sofa in the outer room. The fat guy dutifully brought over hot water; they each held a cup and sat there in a daze.
The fat guy came into the room quietly and asked, "What's wrong with them?"
"Not much, just scared," I replied. As I swiftly cut open the forehead with the scalpel, blood gushed out in an instant, bright red and indistinguishable from that of a living person. Lao Qin tensed up at the sight.
"Damn it..."
His shout startled me, causing my hand to tremble and the blade to slip, severing a few strands of hair.
The strands were quickly collected by the fat man. Qin Jian examined them closely and was taken aback; these were not human hairs, but High-Quality Hair.
Then, an even more astonishing discovery emerged beneath the scalpel. Underneath a layer of human skin lay a plastic skull model, revealing that beneath the human skin was the true form of a Plastic Model. On the smooth surface of the Plastic Model, there were dense human-like blood vessels beneath the layer of skin.
At the same time, on this scalp with a face, there was a pattern formed by four skulls. The skulls were identical and naturally formed an arc-shaped design. Seeing this bizarre pattern made up of skulls startled me; my hand involuntarily lost control, and the scalpel fell to the ground, landing squarely on the fat man's foot.
Fortunately, he was wearing thick-soled leather shoes; otherwise, it would have hurt quite a bit.
The fat man took off his shoe to retrieve the scalpel and muttered, "Does this scalpel walk? I wasn't near you; how did it end up sticking into my shoe?"
I found it strange too. Just then, the light above flickered as if it were about to go out.
Suddenly, a scream echoed from the living room. Qin Jian and I rushed out simultaneously to find Ling Juan trembling in fear. Chi Xinrong stood at the door; she seemed to have just come out of the bathroom. Ling Juan's scream startled her as well.
"What happened?"
Ling Juan was shaking all over, her voice laced with tears. "I saw Rong Jie covered in blood... it scared me to death..."
"You must have seen wrong! How could that be?" Chi Xinrong instinctively touched her face; there was nothing on it.
I noticed that Qin Jian had a clean expression on his face, and I was puzzled about what was going on with Ling Juan. I tried to comfort her gently for a moment before turning back to continue with my tasks. Just as I took a few steps back, a thought suddenly struck me.
Damn, I had forgotten that Ling Juan had her eyes open, so I needed to close her Yin-Yang Eye. I asked Chi Xinrong to bring me a bowl of water. I recited an incantation and drew a symbol in the water, then flicked my fingers to sprinkle it over Ling Juan's eyelids before allowing her to open her eyes again.
Ling Juan slowly opened her eyes, looking somewhat fearful and hesitant to look at Chi Xinrong. I encouraged her not to be afraid and to take a brave glance. She did, and then shyly smiled, saying, "I'm sorry for scaring you."
Honestly, I wasn't scared at all. Ling Juan had indeed opened her Yin-Yang Eye and seen Chi Xinrong covered in blood; there must have been a reason for that.
After calming both of them down, Qin Jian and I entered the inner room one after the other. As soon as we stepped in, both of us froze at the sight: the fat man was lying on the floor, while the Plastic Model lay intact on the specially made single bed. A sharp surgical knife was firmly embedded in the fat man's shoe.
"Lao Qi, this isn't good; we need to come up with a plan..." I understood what Qin Jian meant. This Plastic Model was too sinister and evil, but I didn't grasp what his plan was. First, I needed to check on the fat man's condition.
The fat man had fainted from fright. Qin Jian splashed a cup of cold water on his face, waking him up with a start. He stammered, "You guys go out; the light was flashing even more intensely, and then I felt someone standing behind me. When I turned around, there was no one there, and the surgical knife fell with a thud. Then I saw something astonishing: blood was being drawn back in, and the peeled skin was healing itself—so bizarre..."
"Go drink some water to calm down."
I wanted to send the fat man and Qin Jian outside while I dealt with this malevolent entity. This thing was wrapped in human skin; thus, it was highly likely that it had caused someone's death. The source of its repeated resurrection and harm lay within the skull pattern inside its head.
It was a talisman!
An evil talisman that could exert power over the Plastic Model.
But unexpectedly, Qin Jian refused to leave; he insisted on joining me to eliminate this malevolent entity together.
With a swift motion, his Exorcism dagger was drawn. Meanwhile, I prepared my Five Thunder Palm. Everything was ready as we charged forward with an unstoppable momentum toward the corpse lying on the bed.
The lights flickered rapidly and then went out.
Qin Jian hurriedly pulled out his phone, illuminating the screen with a cold light, and asked me, "Do you have any candles?"
A funeral home is never short of candles. Soon, Chi Xinrong and Ling Juan entered, holding candles aloft. Qin Jian and I turned once more to face the female corpse.
The corpse had an exquisite figure, and its enchanting face wore a smile that was both alluring and unsettling, making it hard to look away.
Has anyone ever seen a lifeless body that bled as if it were alive? There was no pulse, just a human skin wrapped around a Plastic Model, capable of killing without a trace. I had never sensed the ghostly aura from the Gousi family, nor did I feel anything near the Riverside Family's river. The energy emanating from her was not ghostly; it was something far more sinister.
Behind this female corpse, there must be a profoundly skilled Evil Sorcerer at work; otherwise, it wouldn't have remained hidden for so long, until Qin Jian and I were forced to part ways after spending over half a year investigating.
Under the flickering candlelight, the atmosphere surrounding the corpse grew increasingly eerie and chilling. Ling Juan and Chi Xinrong placed the candles down but seemed eager to leave, turning to flee with the excuse of needing to wait for Fat Brother.
Comment 0 Comment Count