Author: Morning 77

"It's not impossible to slap you, Master Yan, are you sure? Are you sure you can accept entering a girl's body?" Zhang Wanmo had a doubtful attitude towards Yan Shuyuan.

"How long will it take to find Shensi Yu, given your ability? It won't take a day and a night, right?"

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

"That's okay."

After confirming it, we told Zhang Qiang about the matter, and Zhang Qiang was also very supportive, as long as we could find Shen Shenyu as soon as possible.

Soul extraction is very complicated, so I once again borrowed the soul-moving lamp.

But what I didn't expect was that soul withdrawal would be 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 Zhang Wanmo was making a fuss out of a molehill by tying Yan Shuyuan to the bed with a rope. Until I started extracting, Yan Shuyuan, who was usually calm and composed, clenched his teeth in pain and broke out in a cold sweat.

His brows were also furrowed tightly, and his whole body was shaking in pain.

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

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

After receiving Zhang Wanmo's reminder, I calmed down, gritted my teeth and speeded up my hand.

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

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

Yan Shuyuan and Shen Siyu both fainted.

"Are you okay?" Zhang Qiang stood at the door and was anxious.

"It's okay, that's all." Zhang Wanmo waved his hand.

He had been using the soul-moving lamp to assist me, but he was also very tired. Seeing that everyone was fine, he slumped down on a stool on the side.

In order to ensure that something unexpected would happen to Yan Shuyuan and Shen Siyu when they suddenly woke up, Shen Siyu had Zhang Qiang around, so nothing would happen.

Zhang Wanmo made a bed beside Yan Shuyuan's bed.

But I still went back to my room to rest.

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

Could it be that Zhang Wanmo has changed his character? He actually got up to cook?

I was wondering when I didn't expect Yan Shuyuan to walk out of the kitchen wearing an apron and carrying a plate.

"Good morning, Xingxing." He greeted me with a smile.

Is this Yan Shuhang?

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

"Where is Zhang Wanmo?"

"I'm still asleep. Maybe I was too tired yesterday." Yan Shuyuan brought the plate to the table and called me, "Come and eat. It seems that my calculation of the time was accurate. I didn't expect you to get up as soon as I finished cooking." Already."

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

This period of time has formed my physiological alarm clock.

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

The person standing outside the door was Zhang Qiang, with Shen Shenyu quietly behind him, "Yan Shuyuan? Didn't you, haven't you already given your soul to Xiao Yu? Why, it doesn't look like anything is wrong."

"Hey, what do you know! This is the master!" Zhang Wanmo also walked out of the room at this time, but his hair was as messy as a chicken coop.

Without even washing his hands, he grabbed a piece of bread and started eating it.

"Come in." Yan Shuhang turned sideways and asked Zhang Qiang and Shen Siyu to come in first.

Fortunately, the dining table Yan Shuyuan bought was big enough, so the five of us would not feel crowded when sitting there.

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

After dinner, Yan Shuhang called Du Ai, and we drove a 7-seater USV and headed in one direction according to Shen Siyu's instructions.

The car drove further and further into the countryside, until it reached the edge of the county town.

The last place we stopped was an abandoned factory.

In order not to alert others, we all got off the car not far away and walked.

The weather today is not very good, it is raining lightly, and several of us are wearing black raincoats.

When she arrived at the door, Shen Shenyu 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 Shenyu first, and then asked us to take a closer look at what was going on inside.

The windows of the factory building are very large, but they have been boarded up, leaving only some small gaps.

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

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

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

Like Zhang Wanmo and others, I lay down on the wooden boards of the factory building and looked inside through the gaps.

Inside the empty factory, 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 wearing black clothes picking up a piece of white paper and covering Tang Li's body.

Then carefully, flatten it bit by bit, so that every part of Tang Li is printed on the white paper.

This is the real human body painting.

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

I saw it, I saw his face.

It was a man in his forties, with long hair, his face covered by a beard, and a lot of paint on his face. He looked very dirty.

But when he admired the painting, his eyes showed obsession.

The painting was then hung on an easel to dry.

It was a rubbing of Tang Li's human body that was close to extremely decomposed.

Because it is facing us, we can see clearly.

When I looked at this painting, it was as if I was really looking at the dead Tang Li. My head ached and my stomach was moving. If I hadn't tried my best to hold it back, I might have vomited 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.

"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, and that soul is dark, twisted, and even a little crazy.

After hanging the painting, he returned to the table. Looking at Tang Li on the table, he actually licked the paint off her body bit by bit!
Chapter completed!