monument

Chapter 93 Corpse
"It's not impossible to smoke you, Young Master Yan, are you sure? Are you sure you can accept entering a girl's body?" Zhang Wanmo was suspicious of Yan Shuyuan.

"How long will it take to find Shen Siyu with your ability? It won't take a day and a night, right?"

"Of course!" Zhang Wanmo said with confidence, "I am also a descendant of Tianshi Mansion. If I find Shen Siyu, it will take up to three hours."

"That's fine."

After confirming it, we still told Zhang Qiang about the matter, Zhang Qiang is also very supportive, as long as we can find Shen Siyu as soon as possible.

The soul-drawing is very complicated, and the soul-shifting lamp is borrowed again.

But what I didn't expect was that pulling out the soul was a very painful thing.

The soul-moving lamp between Yan Shuyuan and Shen Siyu began to play its role, and Zhang Wanmo instructed me to use a hairpin to extract part of Yan Shuyuan's soul.

At first, I thought it was a fuss for Zhang Wanmo to tie Yan Shuyuan to the bed with a rope, but when I started to extract, Yan Shuyuan, who was usually calm and composed, gritted his teeth in pain and sweated profusely.

His brows were also tightly furrowed, trembling in pain.

Seeing him like this, I hesitated, and the movements of my hands slowed down.

"Little Xing! Hurry up, the slower you move, the longer Master Yan will be in pain!"

After being reminded by Zhang Wanmo, I collected myself, gritted my teeth and accelerated the speed of my hand.

My abilities are just like that, so I don't know what the last remaining soul is.

After everything is done, my back is already wet with sweat.

Both Yan Shuyuan and Shen Siyu fainted.

"Are you all right?" Zhang Qiang stood at the door restlessly.

"It's okay, it's fine." Zhang Wanmo waved his hand.

He has been using the soul-shifting lamp to assist me all the time, and he is also very tired. Seeing that everyone is fine, he slumped on the stool on the side.

In order to ensure that there would be no accidents when Yan Shuyuan and Shen Siyu woke up suddenly, Shen Siyu had Zhang Qiang around, so nothing happened.

Zhang Wanmo made a bunk next to Yan Shuyuan's bed.

And I went back to my room to rest.

When I woke up the next day, I smelled fried eggs in the kitchen.

Could it be that Zhang Wanmo changed his personality?You got up to cook?
I was wondering, but I didn't expect Yan Shuyuan to come out of the kitchen wearing an apron and carrying a plate.

"Morning, Xing Xing." He greeted me with a smile.

This is Yan Shuhang?

I was shocked all over, and suddenly remembered that Yan Shuyuan and Yan Shuhang had two souls in one body. Yan Shuyuan's soul was taken out, and the remaining soul and soul must not be able to withstand Yan Shuhang's control. Therefore, Yan Shuhang controls the body now, It was just right.

"Where's Zhang Wanmo?"

"Still asleep, maybe I was too tired yesterday." Yan Shuyuan put the plate on the table and greeted me again, "Come and eat, it seems that my time calculation is very accurate. I didn't expect you to get up as soon as I finished cooking." gone."

I looked at the wall clock on the wall, it was already eight o'clock in the morning.

This time period has formed my physiological alarm clock.

While sitting on the stool and preparing to eat, there was a knock on the door.

Standing outside the door was none other than Zhang Qiang, with a quiet and pensive Yu behind him, "Yan Shuyuan? You, haven't you already given your soul to Xiao Yu? Why, it looks like nothing happened."

"Hey, what do you know! This is an expert!" Zhang Wanmo also came out of the room at this time, but his hair was messed up like a chicken coop.

Without even washing my hands, I grabbed a piece of bread and started eating.

"Come in." Yan Shuhang turned sideways, letting Zhang Qiang and Shen Siyu come in first.

Fortunately, the dining table bought by Yan Shuyuan is big enough, and the five of us will not feel crowded when we sit.

Shen Siyu looks much better today, because of the presence of the main soul, Yan Shuyuan's other souls can only be attached to Shen Siyu.

After dinner, Yan Shuhang called Du Ai, and we drove a 7-seater usv, following Shen Siyu's instructions, heading in one direction.

The car drove more and more remote, until it reached the edge of the county.

The last stop was an abandoned factory.

In order not to startle the enemy, we all got out of the car and walked not far away.

Today's weather is not very good, it is raining lightly, and several of us are wearing black raincoats.

When she reached the door, Shen Siyu seemed a little anxious and wanted to rush inside immediately.

Zhang Wanmo said that this was because Shen Siyu's original soul was inside.

He asked Zhang Qiang to hold Shen Siyu back first, and then let us take a closer look at what was going on inside.

The windows of the factory building are very large, but they have been sealed with wooden boards, leaving only some small gaps.

We can just see through the gap to see what's going on inside.

The lights are on in the factory building, which means there are people inside.

There was also the smell of some rotting corpses coming from inside.

Like Zhang Wanmo and the others, I lay on the wooden plank of the factory building and looked inside through the gap.

In the empty factory building, there was only a large drawing board and a square table. There was a person lying on the table, no, it was a corpse.

It's Tang Li's body!

I saw a man in black clothes covering Tang Li's body with a piece of white paper.

Then carefully press it down little by little, so that every part of Tang Li is printed on the white paper.

This is the real human extension painting.

After a while, the white paper was lifted up, and the man lifted the paper up high, shining it under the light above his head, and admiring it.

I saw it, I saw his face.

It was a man in his 40s, with long hair, his face was covered by a beard, and there was a lot of paint on his face, which made him look very dirty.

But when he admired the painting, he showed obsessed eyes.

The painting was then hung on an easel to dry.

It was an extension of Tang Li's body that was already close to being extremely decayed.

Because it is facing us, we can see clearly.

I looked at this painting as if I was really looking at the dead Tang Li. My head was aching and my stomach was wriggling. If I didn't try my best to hold back, I might vomit it out in the next second.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Wanmo took Zhang Qiang's hand and asked sternly in a low voice.

"What are you doing here watching if you don't call the police?" Zhang Qiang asked back.

"This is not the real murderer at all. The real murderer is the thing on him. If you believe us, put the phone away first."

Yes, in this man's body, there is another person's soul, that soul is dark, twisted, and even a little crazy.

After hanging the painting, he went back to the table, looked at Tang Li on the table, and even licked off the paint on her body bit by bit!

(End of this chapter)