Chapter 147
On the tenth day after entering the card field, there was no more sunlight in the morning of Wuming Town.
Thick gray clouds pushed the sky to everyone's chest, making it almost impossible to breathe.
Such changes came quietly. When everyone was busy with their own lives, Wuming Town had already changed.
After Yitu was suspended from the company, he kept waiting for a call from his boss, but there was no news at all.
Apart from going to the hospital to deliver lunch to Jiang Hanyu at noon every day, he rarely went out for a stroll.
The neighbors in the entire building also noticed the strange changes in their surroundings.
At first, there were inexplicably some more people in the building, some people with faces exactly like them.
They either stand in the corridor or squat in the corner. When they see someone coming, they talk to them in a very formal manner, with almost no flaws in their body language.
So when these things first appeared, no one noticed anything wrong.
Until they accidentally bumped into the real owner.
After being discovered, these things began to tremble and twitch all over, their hands became very sharp, and they tore their own skin frantically.
At the same time, their mouths will grow larger until they become twisted and deformed.
It seemed like something was growing wildly inside, and the moment it pierced through the head, it disappeared on the spot, leaving only a pile of pale skin.
Yitu reached out and touched the skin that fell on the ground. The texture was not soft at all, but very hard and rough.
This reminded him of the bark on an old tree, not the outermost layer, but the new white layer wrapped inside.
They don't know where these things come from, and they don't have a good way to get rid of them. They can only go out carefully every day to avoid being entangled by these things.
However, in reality, these things will not actively attack people. Once they are discovered, they will commit suicide.
Yi Tu had run into them several times in the building, including the face of Chen Xin disguised as dead, and even Kan Xingyuan.
Even though Yitu knew clearly in his heart that these were just fakes.
But sometimes he still couldn't bear to expose them, especially when "Kan Xingyuan" spoke to him in the most familiar and intimate voice.
Yitu has a moment of trance. It is very likely that their appearance is not to hurt, but to replace.
But they don't have their own consciousness, and all that is transmitted back by their divine thoughts is a blank.
The sky in Wuming Town was getting darker and darker, and there were no more other residents to be seen in the community.
At noon that day, Yitu went to bring lunch to Jiang Hanyu. The people coming and going to the hospital for treatment suddenly lost their facial features at some point.
Yi Tu subconsciously grabbed Jiang Hanyu's hand. The two of them sat in silence, both knowing very well in their hearts that something was probably going to happen.
That afternoon, Jiang Hanyu submitted a leave application to the hospital.
Jiang Hanyu didn't care whether his application would be approved or not. Anyway, he couldn't go back to work normally.
That night, Mrs. Shi, who lived in Room 101, was found dead in her home.
She was hung naked on the bedroom door, with a ten-centimeter-long iron hook piercing her right ankle.
Her snow-white skin was covered with bloodstains that crawled like little snakes, passing through her mouth, nose, and eyes, and finally dripping onto the floor at the door.
The strangest thing was that there was no wound on Mrs. Shi’s body that could bleed.
They only found a small piece of blood-soaked dead wood in her huge open mouth. The seemingly fragile branch had deeply pierced her throat.
There was no extra blood on the floor, only a little blood in the crack of the door.
However, the door behind Mrs. Shi could not be opened no matter what, as if it was welded shut.
Yi Tu and Jiang Hanyu both tried to pry it open, but they couldn't move it at all.
In front of everyone with uncertain expressions, Pan Haolong calmly lit a cigarette.
He was the first one to discover the death of Mrs. Shi. Pan Haolong was a bad guy in society, so naturally he had some skills as a thief.
He had pried open the lock and entered, and had already tried to open the door behind Old Lady Shi, but as expected, he failed.
There was clearly something blocking the door, and no external force could break it.
"Pan Haolong, how did you know that something happened to Old Madam Tao?" Tang Xiuping raised his glasses, his eyes full of suspicion.
The man glanced at him, took out a handful of red banknotes from his pocket, and said lightly:
"I'm here to pay the old lady's rent."
His answer was beyond everyone's expectation, and Pan Haolong's next words made everyone feel depressed.
"There's something you may not know."
Pan Haolong frowned and slowly exhaled a puff of white smoke.
"Before you came, this entire building belonged to Shi Yan."
Yi Tu subconsciously looked at Jiang Hanyu. Although the man didn't have much expression on his face, he was obviously in a bad mood.
The location of their home was chosen by Kan Xingyuan, and Zhong Qing didn't care about it and just moved in with his bags.
It was obvious that the real estate agent who took Kan Xingyuan to see the house was not the same one as the others.
Shi Yan planned a big plan. She dispersed all her properties, some for sale and some for rent.
But it is no surprise that those who can live in this building are those who have been carefully selected by her and who carry the seeds of suffering and sin.
So, this is why Yitu always feels strange.
Every resident living in Building 9 has painful and embarrassing memories.
They are stuck in the quagmire, either struggling or dying, some suppressing and some indulging.
And not surprisingly, in the end, the desire that had been clenched in the mouth finally came out.
Zhong Qing indirectly forced Deng Ping to death, Kan Xingyuan lost control and killed his love rival Chen Xin, and Xue Yingying murdered Liu Min and her daughter.
Pan Haolong knowingly committed the crime and conspired with Xue Yingying to cause his ex-wife to die from severe hemorrhage during childbirth, and the child was given away to someone else.
The four words Yitu said to him that day, "Don't commit a crime", are still vivid in his mind when he thinks back on it.
However, Pan Haolong still made the worst choice and his hands were stained with blood.
Didn't he know that this was wrong? He clearly knew.
But after he gradually became Pan Haolong, many things could no longer be reversed.
The hatred in Pan Haolong's heart seemed to have become his own hatred. He was willing to help such a small character because he thought he could control the situation.
However, when the Qianxiang Sect was sentenced, Pan Haolong truly understood the meaning of Yitu's warning.
On the night that Mrs. Shi was found dead, no one called the police, but chose to try their best to cover it up.
They searched Mrs. Shi's house thoroughly, leaving no corner untouched, and the only clue they found was a yellowed human skin book.
The words on the human skin book are not Chinese. Each symbol is twisted like an extended branch.
No one could understand it except Jiang Hanyu.
He told Yitu that the name of the book was Sins of a Thousand Aspects.
The human skin book is densely packed with symbols, but when translated, the core is summarized in just a few simple sentences.
In order to seek eternal life, people of other races serve the Thousand-Aspect God with their own desires.
Among them, the Thousand-Aspect God likes seven the most: jealousy, arrogance, tyranny, lust, and any greed, ignorance, and anger.
After the Thousand Gods have consumed the seven desires, they will fulfill one wish of the person they serve.
"What does the old lady want most?" Pan Haolong looked at Jiang Hanyu with a dark look.
The man ignored him, threw the human skin book back into the drawer, and then held his spouse's hand.
"Seven desires, which one is missing?"
Jiang Hanyu squeezed Yi Tu's soft hand and asked in a low voice.
Yi Tu lowered his head and was still thinking. After hearing Jiang Hanyu's words, he raised his bright eyes and slowly exhaled.
"There's only one left, lust."
Zhong Qing's arrogance, Kan Xingyuan's jealousy, Pan Haolong's tyranny, and the greed, ignorance and anger that everyone has.
Except for lust/desire which has not been specifically expressed, the other six have been eaten by Qianxiang.
Old Mrs. Tao obviously understood this, so she rented out her house at a low price to Su Ruoyun, a hostess who was full of lust.
By the time they realized this, it was already too late.
Pan Haolong knocked on Su Ruoyun's door, but there was no sound from inside.
He didn't say any more nonsense, but skillfully pried open the door lock. After pushing the door open, everyone was stunned.
Su Ruoyun was naked and hung from the ceiling with wires. Golden paint painted shocking wings on her beautiful body.
She closed her eyes, her expression compassionate and merciful. Although the evil was fully manifested on her body, she was pure and white, like a goddess who had fallen into the mortal world.
"When did he die?" Tang Xiuping was completely stunned.
As soon as he finished speaking, the woman hanging in the air suddenly opened her eyes, twitching all over as she made her final struggle.
However, she couldn't make any sound at all. The pulled wire made a "squeaking" sound in the air, which was enough to make people's teeth ache.
The woman's last breath lasted only a few seconds. There was no time or way to save her. Everyone could only watch her die in front of them.
"wrong."
At this time, Yi Tu, who was frowning, suddenly spoke.
"What?" Pan Haolong looked at him in confusion.
"She is not Su Ruoyun."
After Yitu said this, he immediately turned around and ran downstairs.
The others didn't understand what was going on, so they just hurried to catch up.
Yitu only went down one floor and knocked anxiously at the door of Room 306. Regardless of whether anyone answered or not, he knocked on the door of Room 305.
"Open the door quickly."
Seeing Pan Haolong coming down, he spoke quickly.
"Which door should we pry open first?" Pan Haolong asked.
"306, no, pry 305 first." Yitu said calmly.
Pan Haolong didn't ask any more questions. A minute later, the door of Room 305 was pried open and an indescribable smell rushed into his nose.
Yitu held his breath and looked at the room which showed no abnormalities. His heart was beating fast. After hesitating for a moment, he stepped in.
This is Huang Jiao's home, but Huang Jiao is not here, and her son is not here either.
The garbage piled up in every corner has already become smelly and sour, but the owner is still too lazy to deal with it.
Pushing open the door of the master bedroom, a familiar yet unfamiliar figure appeared in front of them.
The body, as tall as a hill, was lying quietly on Huang Jiao's bed, sleeping peacefully.
"Qi Tao?" Pan Haolong called out with a hint of surprise.
The man's eyelids moved, but he still didn't wake up.
It was not until Yi Tu calmly called out "Su Ruoyun" that the man suddenly opened his eyes.
When the woman saw the person coming, there was not much surprise on her face, but she was very calm.
She sat up and smiled at Yi Tu, her movements and tone exactly the same as Su Ruoyun's.
"Mr. Zhong, I had another dream."
"Really? What did you dream about?" Yi Tu took two steps forward calmly.
The woman's plump face showed a trace of melancholy and helplessness. After a while, she whispered:
"Cheng Kai is dead."
Yitu's heart sank.
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