I Eat Monsters In the Town Monster

"Could these be the missing children in Mianyuan County? Are they really sealed in the painting?"

Monk Ma stared at the scroll with his eyes wide open.

Even though he was used to seeing ghosts and ghosts in the Demon Suppressing Department, he still felt that it was a very weird and bizarre thing for a person to be sealed in a picture scroll.

Zhu Xiucai narrowed his eyes and said, "If the grandson of the Zhang family hadn't lied, the missing child would have been sealed in the painting."

Then he glanced at the dog Qin Shaoyou had just bought.

If the missing children were really sealed in the painting, what about the dogs?

Or is it changed by the art of creating animals?

If yes, who are they?

The more Zhu Xiucai thought about it, the more confused he became, so he simply turned his head to look at Qin Shaoyou, wanting to hear his opinion, but found that Qin Shaoyou was staring at the scroll without saying a word, with a rather strange expression on his face.

"My lord, what did you discover?" Zhu Xiucai asked curiously.

Hearing the words, Monk Ma and all the warriors also looked at Qin Shaoyou.

"This painting is painted on human skin."

Qin Shaoyou's tone was very flat, but it made Zhu Xiucai, Monk Ma and others feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts.

"Is this a human skin scroll?"

"But this scroll is five feet wide and one foot long. How can there be such a large piece of human skin?"

The wrestlers all exclaimed.

Fortunately, they kept their voices very low so that they were not heard by the people next to them, otherwise they would have caused a riot.

Monk Ma clasped his hands together and asked solemnly, "My lord, are you sure?"

Qin Shaoyou nodded, and told what he saw through the talent of [Bright Eyes]:

"This painting is made of human skin drawing paper, and it is not one or two human skins, it is made by cutting and stitching dozens of hundreds of human skins.

And its painting scroll is not made of wood, but spliced ​​by human bones.

In addition, human blood is also added to the paint of the painting, which is quite a lot..."

"hiss……"

After hearing Qin Shaoyou's words, Zhu Xiucai, Monk Ma and others gasped together.

Human bone as axis, human skin as paper, human blood as painting...

Isn't this painting too evil?

What made everyone even more worried was: "Could this painting be drawn with the skin, bones, and blood of the missing children? The missing children were not sealed in the painting, but all died?"

"I do not know."

Qin Shaoyou shook his head.

He was also worried about the situation, about the safety of the missing children.

"I can only tell that the human skin and bones used in this painting have never been buried in the ground, and they have been dead for less than a year... But whether they are the skin and bones of missing children, I have no idea." I can't see it anymore."

Zhu Xiucai, Monk Ma and the others looked at each other in blank dismay.

No more than one year, no entry into the soil...

The more he said it, the more he looked like a missing child in Mianyuan County.

At this moment, a burst of shouting and killing sounded.

But the onlookers saw that the culprits were still refusing to disclose the method to break the seal of the picture scroll under the torture of the police, and they became angry, which aroused the excitement of the crowd.

"If you don't say it, kill them!"

"Yes, let's kill one thief to gain prestige, and see if the rest of the thief dare to speak hard!"

"Beheading and beheading, these thieves don't regret their deaths, behead them for the benefit of the people!"

The loudest and loudest screams are not the parents and relatives of the missing children, but a few unrelated people.

In the hands of these people, they were holding bowls, noodles, bread, etc., waiting for the arrester to quickly kill the thief, so that they could go up and take a mouthful of steaming human blood.

Seeing this scene, Qin Shaoyou couldn't help but think of the human blood steamed buns mentioned in the textbook.

The scene in the text once actually happened in reality...

While Qin Shaoyou was shocked, he also felt sad for the ignorance of these people.

Zhu Xiucai also noticed this group of people, and couldn't help frowning and ridiculing: "It's not time to beheaded yet, these people can't wait to rob and dip in human blood?"

Among the wrestlers, someone asked curiously: "I heard people say that eating steamed buns, breads and other things dipped in human blood can cure all diseases, especially intractable diseases. Is this true? Is it still fake?"

"Of course it's fake!"

Monk Ma grimaced and snorted coldly.

"Things like steamed buns with human blood are all tricks created by the country gods to defraud people of money. Anyway, I have never heard of anyone who cured their illness by eating steamed buns with human blood. On the contrary, I heard that There are quite a few people who get sick from eating this stuff."

Zhu Xiucai took the words: "If steamed buns with human blood can really cure diseases, then all the doctors will not be unemployed? If you are sick, you don't need to take medicine, and you don't have to wait for the death row prisoner to ask you to be executed. Find a woman who is menstruating, take the steamed buns and dip them directly. Eat it as fresh as you want."

Qin Shaoyou frowned.

Human blood steamed buns were disgusting enough, what Zhu Xiucai said made him feel even more disgusted.

This Zhu Xiucai has nothing to say about his ability, but he has an extra mouth.

I don't know if he was frightened by the shouts of the crowd, or because he realized his own conscience, or because he couldn't bear the torture of the policemen. Finally, a thief let go of his mouth and told the way to break the seal of the picture scroll:

"Mix incense ash, cinnabar, and rooster blood in a one-to-one ratio, put it in yellow paper, and paste it in the middle of the scroll, and then the person sealed inside will be released..."

Sun Boyuan, the magistrate of Mianyuan County, who was earning his reputation on the spot, almost jumped up unhappy.

He hurriedly sent people to search for incense ash, cinnabar, etc., then patted his chest, and said to the onlookers: "Folks, don't worry, we will crack the seal of the scroll as soon as the materials are in place. I, Sun Boyuan, hereby assure my fathers and villagers that we will definitely Save your children!"

After a while, materials were found one after another and sent over.

After all the materials were ready, Sun Boyuan personally mixed the materials according to the ratio taught by the thief, pasted them on the yellow paper, and pasted it in the middle of the human skin scroll.

At this moment, there was complete silence around the deserted temple. Everyone closed their mouths, even held their breath, and stared at the scroll, wondering how the weird seal would be cracked, and how the children would come out of the world in the painting.

Suddenly, the sky darkened.

Although it was approaching evening at this time, there was still a little afterglow of the setting sun.

But the sky turned as dark as night in an instant.

There seemed to be dark clouds covering the sky, and it seemed that night had fallen early.

And it's not just the light that changes.

Around the deserted temple, gusts of wind were born out of thin air, whining, making people's hairs tremble.

After the dark wind blew on the human body, it was not only cold to the bone, but also painful, as if a sharp knife was cutting flesh on the body.

"What happened?"

"Why is it suddenly dark?"

"Could it be that there are ghosts haunting it?"

The people watching suddenly fell into commotion and chaos.

Fortunately, the weird weather and the gloomy wind did not last long.

After a few breaths, the sky returned to normal and the cloudy wind disappeared.

Fortunately, there was no stampede.

Sun Boyuan heaved a sigh of relief, jumped off the Mianyuan county catcher, and shouted to everyone not to panic, but to be calm like him.

People who came back to their senses soon discovered a new situation - the picture scroll in the courtyard of the barren temple was gone!

Just as people were looking for it in amazement, among the crowd watching the excitement on the treetops, someone raised his finger to the sky and shouted: "Heaven, the scroll is in the sky!"

Everyone looked up in unison, and they saw the scroll in the sky, floating above the courtyard of the deserted temple.

"Shoot it down!" Sun Boyuan was afraid that the painting would fly away, so he jumped and ordered to the archers in the county.

But before the archer could release the arrow, a hole suddenly opened on the scroll in the sky.

A piece of 'Rainstorm' fell from the scroll.

However, this 'rain' is not water, nor ink, nor children.

It is countless dense bones!