The spiritual power was injected into the Rakshasa and shouted solemnly: "Liuyan!"

The surface of Rakshasa suddenly burst into boundless flames, surging and burning.

Zhuangzhong cut Rakshasa into the door, and heard the sound of squeaking. It was like something was burning and crackling. The door gradually cracked under the cutting of Rakshasa. After a while, it was finally cut into half by Zhuangzhong.

As soon as the door panel fell to the ground, it turned into a pile of bloody ashes.

"Sure enough, this door has been cast by someone!" Solemnly put away Rakshasa and said seriously. "It seems that someone is going to be unfavorable to Chen Moyan this time. If I don't come, I'm afraid she will really be unable to escape this disaster."

Zhuang Chongjing thought to himself that as for the mastermind behind the scenes, there is no need to guess, it must be the one who was under the assassination of Zhuang Chong. Didn’t they have harmed Chen Moyan’s three bodyguards before? It is reasonable to finally take action against Chen Moyan.

"Chen Moyan! Chen Moyan!" After solemnly opening the door, he shouted into it.

At some point, the light inside went out again, leaving only endless darkness. The room was not big, but there was an echo, spreading the solemn shouts into long lines, which sounded a bit like a ghostly cry.

"This place is so evil!" Zhuang Chong said with his outstanding vision, just glanced at the room.

"The shape of this room is so strange, it seems... like a coffin!"

After saying this, solemn cuckold couldn't help but take a breath of air. Anyone who built a Yang house like this would not have a good thing! The cellar was originally the Yin chamber in the Yang house. If it was built into a coffin, it would make the Yin even more Yin.

However, in Feng Shui, some large buildings adopt the coffin model. However, those are limited to large public buildings, and they need to have enough popularity to bring yang energy to them. For example, as we know, the department building in a certain place uses Gemini buildings, creating a coffin. It means promotion and wealth, and the omen is very good. As for the effectiveness, solemnity cannot be guaranteed.

This Feng Shui pattern with a different sword sometimes has a deviation in its effectiveness, which is no better than the upright Feng Shui pattern.

"Chen Moyan, where are you, Chen Moyan? Have you heard it?" Thinking of this, Solemn couldn't help but increase his voice and shouted. There was also a hint of turbulence and music in the voice.

Logically speaking, with such a loud voice, even if Chen Moyan is confused by something, he can still be woken up by solemnly.

But the result was that no one responded solemnly, just like Chen Moyan had never been here.

Solemn and instinctively felt something was wrong, so he paused his shouting and prepared to look for the switch of the light, first check the settings in the room before talking about it.

I followed the wall at the door, solemnly found the switch and pressed it on with a snap.

The light bulb flashed twice, as if it was about to flash, adding to the tension of solemnity. Fortunately, after a few flashes, the light bulb returned to normal and cast a faint light into the narrow room.

"Chen Moyan? I'm calling you, why don't you answer?" After turning on the light, Zhuangzhong saw Chen Moyan.

Chen Moyan actually stuck to the wall, facing the wall, looking at something.

"What the hell is going on with you? Do you know that it is dangerous here?" said solemnly and dissatisfied, walking towards Chen Moyan.

However, Chen Moyan just turned his head coldly and looked at the solemn person, and then continued to look at the wall.

"What's good about this wall? You're so fascinated." Solemnly, he looked at the wall.

But I saw paintings painted on the wall, which were quite a bit like modern graffiti on the wall, and the paintings were all made at will. The content of the picture was also diverse, with stories and scenery characters in it.

Chen Moyan was watching a story painting.

The picture shows a man and a woman, from the beginning to the separation, and then the girl's robe was stained with blood and lying on the ground. Under her long hair, there was an obscure face, and the picture was filled with blood-red, full of indescribable feeling.

"Okay, stop watching, what's the point of seeing this kind of thing? I don't know how to watch it!" Zhuang Chong was alert and couldn't help but say to Chen Moyan.

Unexpectedly, Chen Moyan looked at the solemnly with contempt and said, "If you can't understand it, don't insult this painting!"

"Yes, I can't understand, then do you understand? Tell me what story it is told." He said solemnly.

Unexpectedly, Chen Moyan started to speak solemnly.

"Looking at this first painting, it tells the story of two young people falling in love with each other. They love each other deeply. Every moment I miss each other deeply, hoping to turn each other into a part of their own body." Chen Moyan's eyes became extremely gentle, just like a lover's eye wave, and said gently stroking the mural.

"Oh? What about below?" Zhuang Chong watched coldly and asked again.

"There is a lot of sadness. The two people who thought they would be destined to be together in this life were separated due to the boy's family reasons. The boy's parents found a wife of a good match for the boy and chose the day of marriage. The boy was threatened by his parents and had to break up with the girl."

"Oh, it's really sad, but it's also very old-fashioned." He sneered solemnly and said disdainfully. Such a bad plot can even be written by a three-year-old child!

"The old-fashioned story shows that this tragedy has been happening and that the truth of the story is revealed. Later, when the boy really got married, the girl could only leave sadly, and she chose not to marry for the rest of her life. Although the boy let her down, she still thought that she had to stick to her dream of love and could not be defiled."

"Well, it really matches that collection of poems. It's indeed a woman who is desperate for love." She moaned and sarcastic.

But Chen Moyan ignored him at all, his tone was full of sadness.

"Although the girl decided to stick to her original aspirations, she still couldn't help but miss her lover all the time. And she knew that the boy was also missing her, and the two missed each other never stopped for a moment. So in the second year after the boy's marriage, the two began a quiet meeting. This kind of life lasted for a long time until... the girl was tired of it. People would become, and so did girls. She wanted more. Suddenly, she hoped to have an open relationship with the boy and hoped to be the hostess of the boy's prominent family. So the girl asked for divorce with the boy."

"The boy was very hesitant because his wife was the eldest daughter of a big family and the family was very powerful. If he chose to divorce, he would definitely bear the consequences that he could not bear. The boy thought about it over and over again and decided to end the affair with the girl. But the girl was unwilling to give up and kept pestering the boy. Year after year, three years passed. The girl saw that she really couldn't get all this, so she couldn't help but feel the thought of burning her whole body. Since she couldn't get it, she would destroy everything!"

"So the girl planned to kill the boy's family and then commit suicide. But on the eve of the action, the girl suddenly discovered her conscience. If you love someone, you should always be kind to him no matter what, rather than hate him because of love. So the girl told the boy everything and was about to become a monk and nun, and she would live in this life."

"The boy was moved after hearing this, and he felt that he was sorry for the girl. Since he could not give everything to the girl in the secular way, then use other methods!"

Speaking of this, Chen Moyan's voice suddenly became vicious.

"What method?" Zhuang Chong couldn't help asking.

"Hehe." Chen Moyan suddenly smiled at the solemn and continued. "That's changing faces!"

"Face change?"

"That's right. The boy found a sacrificial master. At the suggestion of the sacrificial master, the boy decided to change the girl's face to his wife! So one night, the girl was stunned. The boy took off all the skin of the girl with deep love for the girl!"

"Ah! So terrible!" Zhuang Chong was frightened and unconsciously took two steps back.

"Is it scary? The girl doesn't feel scary. What are you afraid of? In fact, the girl woke up in pain when she was peeled off. But when she saw her lover treating her inhumanely, her heart was ashes and she did not resist. She let her skin be stripped off by the boy. Later, with the help of the master, the boy successfully transplanted the girl's skin onto his wife's face. Finally, his wife became the girl's face, and his wife never noticed it because she was being cut off by the master, and she thought that this was her true face."

"The girl who was skinned became a piece of flesh and blood, buried in the basement by the boy. The remaining skin of the girl was used by the boy and made into something. What do you think?" Chen Moyan suddenly raised his head and asked solemnly.
Chapter completed!