Just as Qin Qianluo was completely focused on the light screen, everyone else around her also looked at the light screen above King Jinrui Zhao's head, which was emitting a soft glow.
Their gazes, as if drawn by an invisible yet powerful magnetic force, involuntarily turned toward the mysterious source of light.
When their gazes unexpectedly fell upon the scene on the light screen, everyone was struck as if by a sudden electric current, freezing instantly, as if time had stood still.
Immediately afterwards, a chill shot up from the soles of everyone's feet to their backs.
Like a cold snake, it snaked up their spines, making their skin crawl with goosebumps.
Then, everyone gasped in shock.
The chill seemed to carry shards of ice from the dead of winter, rushing down their throats and into their lungs, causing them to shiver involuntarily.
Within the light screen, a young man, though thin and bony, stood quietly beside a beautiful young woman.
The woman's body was tightly bound by ropes, which dug deep into her skin as if trying to embed themselves into her flesh.
She was like a helpless moth trapped in a sturdy spider web, unable to break free from its merciless bondage no matter how hard she struggled.
Her once delicate and rosy face, like a peach blossom, was now completely bloodless, as white as a sheet of paper.
Terror and despair surged wildly in her eyes like a raging tide.
Her eyes widened, filled with endless fear, her gaze seemingly silently conveying the despair and pain within her.
She watched helplessly as her blood gushed out like red threads from the horrifying wound on her wrist.
Drop by drop, they fell onto the cold, hard ground, making a dull and eerie sound, as if it were a countdown to the passing of life.
However, she didn't even have the strength to struggle and could only let fate cruelly manipulate her.
The gaunt man's expression was extremely bizarre.
His eyes narrowed slightly, filled with piety.
The gaze was as if facing a supreme and unquestionable deity, conducting an incomparably sacred and solemn sacrificial ceremony.
His lips curled up slightly, forming an almost obsessive smile.
The smile appeared particularly twisted and ferocious in this eerie and terrifying scene, as if a demon from hell was admiring its masterpiece.
His body trembled slightly, as if he were immersed in an extremely frenzied emotion, with every pore exuding a strange and twisted aura.
The crowd could hardly believe what they were seeing, as if they were trapped in a nightmare from which they could not escape.
They instinctively rubbed their eyes hard, trying to dispel the nightmarish scene before them, hoping it was just their hallucination.
However, when they looked expectantly at the light screen above King Jinrui Zhao again, the scene remained unchanged.
The man not only had a devout expression, but his eyes also revealed a hint of fanaticism, as if he were trapped in some kind of inescapable madness, which sent chills down one's spine.
This extremely bizarre scene felt like an invisible hand gripping everyone's hearts.
It instilled in them an indescribable fear, as if countless unknown dangers lurked in the darkness, ready to devour them at any moment.
The moment Ye Xingli and Lu Yunqi's gazes fell upon the scene on the light screen, they seemed to be drawn together by an invisible, powerful magnetic force, and involuntarily exchanged a quick glance.
The moment their eyes met was like a flash of lightning.
It was filled with shock, astonishment and deep confusion, as if a huge rock had been thrown into a calm lake, stirring up a stormy sea.
The man who appeared in the light screen left a deep impression on them.
During the thorough and meticulous investigation that had been conducted in response to the disappearances of Beijing residents, they had close, face-to-face contact with this man.
At the time, they maintained a rigorous attitude of not overlooking any suspicious points and conducted a comprehensive and in-depth investigation into the man's identity and background.
From his family background and kinship ties to his daily social circle and behavioral patterns.
Even the purpose of each trip and the people they came into contact with were thoroughly and rigorously investigated.
During the investigation, the man behaved normally, and neither his words nor his actions revealed even the slightest suspicious sign.
His life seemed ordinary and unremarkable, just like that of an average Beijing resident.
In fact, to completely rule out the man's suspicion, they were extra cautious and even sent someone deep into his cellar.
They carefully examined every inch of the space, leaving no corner unchecked.
At that time, the cellar presented an ordinary scene, except for some grains stored according to the season, which were neatly stacked there.
There was nothing else unusual, and there was no sign of any hidden danger.
However, at this moment, the chilling and unbelievable scene presented on the screen in front of me was like a powerful and heavy hammer blow.
It violently shattered the cognitive barriers they had previously built up, revealing a situation vastly different from what they remembered and believed.
This stark contrast left the two of them frozen in place, as if under a spell, their minds blank and in a state of chaos.
Immediately afterwards, they involuntarily fell into deep, heavy contemplation, as heavy as lead.
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