Chapter 035

"Go back to the room and take a look." Aqiu reminded.

Cheng Hui also thought of this and hurried back to the room, only to find that... the dark shadow that had been hiding in the corner was also gone.

"Interesting." Cheng Hui walked around the room and found that it was quite large. Before, they only noticed the residual soul named 'Xie Wan', but ignored this room.

The decoration of this room is very simple, and the colors of the wardrobe and wall decorations are relatively dark. Compared to a little girl's boudoir, this place looks more like an adult man's room.

So here comes the question.

Xie Wan is a flawed girl who was almost devoured by her dream lover. The only remaining soul... will she stay in a place full of masculine scent?

Of course, another possibility is that Xie Wan's residual soul, after being hurt, actively sought shelter from an adult man. In this case, this place is most likely the room of Painter Xie.

The information recorded in the old housekeeper's diary also revealed a lot of things. At least the painter Xie did not look normal.

Cheng Hui is still very aware of his own strength. Although his body is more flexible now, it has not been greatly enhanced in essence. He is still at the level of an ordinary zombie.

Both strength and defense have increased a little, but compared with that Meng Lang, the gap is not small.

Ye Qi and Master Xuan Tan worked very well together. If he went up there, not only would he not be able to cooperate with them, but he would easily hinder them. Instead of causing trouble there, it would be better to take this opportunity to search for more clues.

Cheng Hui looked outside again. Meng Lang, Ye Qi and Xuan Tan were fighting evenly. The ugly old Taoist priest was lying on the ground vomiting blood, and Xin Erniang was taking out a pill and feeding it to him.

He quickly entered the inner bedroom and began to search everywhere. He searched through the cabinets, boxes, and beds, but found nothing special.

He looked at the bed, and an idea came to his mind. He turned over the dirty bedding and pressed the bed board underneath. Not long after, he found a secret compartment.

Open the secret compartment and find a book inside.

The book cover was sallow in color and had a unique texture. It looked familiar. Cheng Hui touched it and found it felt strange.

There are five big words written on the cover of the book: Five Color Essence Festival

When I opened it, I found that it contained only some information about pigments, such as what colors of pigments can be made from certain materials. It seemed to be a very ordinary book about painting techniques.

But the question is... would ordinary books be hidden in the secret compartment?

"The cover of this book may be human skin." Aqiu suddenly reminded.

Cheng Hui's hand, which was flipping through the book, paused and he almost threw the book away reflexively.

He thought about it carefully and suddenly realized that it was no wonder that he felt familiar with it. It really did look like the texture of skin.

This makes the problem of this book even bigger. How could an ordinary book use human skin as its cover?

He suppressed his nausea and read through it again, but as he read, he finally realized something was wrong. The pages of the book were a little too thick.

He picked up a page and looked at it carefully, and found that the pages were clearly glued together to cover up the things hidden in the middle.

He used a knife to pick apart the pages that were stuck together and tore them off, revealing the pages hidden inside.

This page also records the method of making pigments, but the materials used are different parts of the human body.

Green enters the liver, red enters the heart, yellow enters the spleen, white enters the lungs, and black enters the kidneys. By utilizing the five internal organs and coordinating them with other parts of the body, you can create all kinds of magical pigments.

Using these pigments will give your paintings a fascinating charm and gain the admiration of countless people.

Cheng Hui showed a look of disgust. He remembered... that painter Xie's paintings were once very popular. Now it seemed... that the pigments he used might have come from this book.

He tore open a few other pages and saw that most of the records were about the preparation methods of pigments and the selection of materials.

The use of the five internal organs is also selective. There are differences for the elderly, women, children... The last one is one's blood relatives. If one uses one's relatives as paint, the resulting painting will have magical powers.

Cheng Hui suddenly remembered that the old housekeeper had mentioned that after his wife had a miscarriage, Painter Xie was in a very good mood the next day.

It is not difficult to imagine how Mrs. Xie had the accident, and... where the child who was accidentally aborted ended up.

"How disgusting," Cheng Hui frowned. "How could he have the heart to do that? That's his child..."

"Why wouldn't they do it? For some people, children are just their possessions. If they can use children to gain greater benefits, they will certainly do it." When Aqiu said this, there was a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

He thought of his parents, and also of those people in their village who lived a wealthy life but were still willing to sell their children to the Blood Demon Sect.

These people are so greedy, and excessive greed often leads to bad consequences.

For example... the child who was once sold finally returned to his hometown, but what he brought back was not glory, but a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood...

Since they were able to sell themselves out, I can also take revenge on them. Isn't that fair?

Lin Qingqiu slowly closed his eyes and stretched out his hands as if hugging something.

Then he smiled.

He was indeed the son of those people, and the same greed ran in his blood.

He was greedy for that ray of sunshine and wanted to embrace it in his arms, even if it meant giving up everything for it!

What if Heaven doesn't allow it? Everything that Lin Qingqiu has in this life was snatched away. Since Heaven is unfair, don't blame me for snatching people from you!

Lin Qingqiu suddenly opened his eyes, a hint of hostility flashed in his eyes. He finally returned to Cheng Hui's side. No matter who it is, no one can separate us!

Even if it's the will of heaven, I won't allow it! If heaven makes me unhappy, I will go against it!

Boom!

Suddenly there was lightning and thunder outside the house. A shadow of lightning came down, and Meng Lang, who was in mid-air, was scared half to death. He rolled and crawled under the eaves.

Cheng Hui was also startled. "Oh my god, why is there thunder all of a sudden?"

Ye Qi and Xuan Tan were also surprised by this sudden change, but they reacted quickly and immediately realized that this was a good opportunity to severely injure Meng Lang, and hurriedly forced Meng Lang to expose himself.

Meng Lang was surrounded by two people and could only fight back with curses.

Boom!

Another flash of lightning flashed, directly shattering the window of the room.

Cheng Hui had never seen such powerful lightning before, so he quickly hid in the corner of the room, fearing that he would be accidentally injured.

At this moment, the panel in front of him suddenly opened, and Xiao Tong, wearing bunny pajamas, crawled out, looking up at the sky with a dazed look on his face, as if to say: What's going on? Why is there thunder all of a sudden?

"Ah!" Xiao Tong suddenly tilted his ear and heard something, then looked at Cheng Hui in confusion.

"Why are you looking at me?" Cheng Hui was confused.

Xiao Tong scratched his head, looked Cheng Hui up and down, and shook his head. Cheng Hui clearly saw a hint of contempt in his eyes.

Cheng Hui: ??? No, I didn’t provoke anyone, why do you despise me?

Xiao Tong babbled something and communicated with something, then reluctantly took out something and handed it over. Only then did the rain stop and the sky clear up outside.

"Ah!" Xiao Tong glared at Cheng Hui unhappily, and pulled out a statement from the panel with force. Cheng Hui had read this statement before. The regulations on it basically told him the rules for acting in the small world.

Xiao Tong pulled a ladder from outside the screen, placed it on the regulations, climbed up with a whoosh, took out a marker from his pocket, and highlighted one of the sentences.

"You must respect the laws of the small world and refrain from going against the will of heaven." Cheng Hui stared at the sentence in astonishment, thinking to himself, I have nothing to do with them, I am not from this world, and they have not treated me unfairly. Why should I go against the will of heaven?

"Ah!" Xiao Tong knocked hard on the sentence, signaling Cheng Hui to abide by the rules. We are a serious system and have a contract with Tiandao. We can't mess around.

Cheng Hui: ...Okay, okay, you are right.

Xiao Tong nodded in satisfaction, dragged the ladder and returned to the outside of the screen yawning.

Cheng Hui couldn't help but grumble inwardly, the laws of nature in this small world are far too sensitive. How could he have defied the will of heaven when he hadn't done anything? He was even struck by lightning... Tsk, could it be that the laws of nature also have those days every month?

Lin Qingqiu in the sea of ​​consciousness was as quiet as a chicken...

Well, he didn't expect that the laws of nature in this small world were so rigid. He just had an idea, and the other party directly struck him with lightning. It was too stingy.

Cheng Hui wanted to destroy the book, but A Qiu stopped him, saying that it was evidence.

Cheng Hui thought so too, but he disliked the material of the book, so he tore a piece of cloth from the bed and wrapped it up.

Unexpectedly, this tearing of the bed sheet brought him an unexpected gain. There were actually a few lines of words written on the bed sheet he tore.

sorry.

I was wrong, forgive me.

I regret it!

Cheng Hui was very surprised. In his opinion, Painter Xie could even harm his own child. He was obviously inhumane. Who could make him repent?

He felt that this house might contain more secrets, so he started looking around. When he found nothing in the bedroom, he went into the study next door.

This study should be considered as Painter Xie’s studio. There is rice paper and paints on the table.

Thinking of the book, Cheng Hui suddenly felt that the paint smelled bad.

"It should be just ordinary paint." Aqiu said.

Cheng Hui also came to his senses. Painter Xie was not a fool. There were many monsters in this world, so the management of monsters was extremely strict. In addition to solving various strange incidents, the Monster Suppression Division also had a responsibility to capture those who used evil objects or worshipped evil gods.

The pigments used by Painter Xie are undoubtedly evil, so he would never put such pigments outside.

However, since Painter Xie usually paints here, the paint would not be placed too far away. Cheng Hui looked for it again and found the switch of the secret room.

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