Song Xiao was brought along by Jingyue's magical power. As soon as he closed his eyes, he arrived in front of the corpse of the boy sitting in the formation in the east.

This is a little girl of seven or eight years old. Her hands and feet are broken, and there is only a hole left in the eye socket. Her whole body is thickly wrapped in wax. At first glance, she looks like a very rough wax figure, but her hands and feet

However, the cross-section of the body exposed white stubble bones and messy meat. Song Xiao retched for a while, and Jingyue sighed: "You humans are really strange, why do you feel disgusted when you look at the corpses of the same kind? Then what are you doing?

Don’t you feel nauseated when you eat pork?”

Song Xiao glared at Jingyue, really too lazy to argue about this rotten topic.

Jingyue shrugged boredly and was about to move the little girl, but murmured to herself: "Is this evil spirit suddenly relieved..."

Song Xiao was about to blame Jing Yue for making this joke at the wrong time, but Jing Yue suddenly said curiously: "Hey, do you like that Tianshou?"

"What did you say!" Song Xiao was stunned, and his mood suddenly became a little angry.

But Jingyue became interested, put her hand on the little girl's head, smiled evilly and said: "We vixens are the best at figuring out women's thoughts. I advise you to give up. I think that Meng Jiu is

I care about you very much, so why would you bother with that guy who is sent by Heaven? There is really a big difference between you two."

"You don't have to worry about my affairs!" Song Xiao turned away and bit his lip. But Jingyue said with a smile: "Why did you come out with me? I think you have discovered the distance between you and him, so you feel very confused.

,You don’t want to face him, do you?”

Song Xiao felt a pain in his heart and a sore nose when he was told by Jing Yue. He didn't know how to refute. Jing Yue looked at Song Xiao for a few times and suddenly smiled and said: "Do you want to know what happened to the corpse painter Tianshou?"

Song Xiao was stunned for a moment, Jing Yue raised her eyebrows and smiled, then her expression suddenly calmed down, and she said mysteriously: "The corpse painter who is given by Heaven is definitely the most terrifying existence in the world! Whether it is for monsters or humans."

"No one knows where the first heavenly corpse painter came from, and no one knows what gave these corpse painters their special power." Du Yiyu poured out the last drop of water in the bottle and said slowly: "You

You should know that the birthday of the person who painted the corpse is the birthday of his parents?"

"Yes. But why?"

Du Yiyu sneered, with endless sadness in his eyes: "Because when we are born, we carry the power of our previous lives. And these powers will attract many monsters. When such a huge number of monsters gather, how can there be any human beings alive? What are the parents?

What? Huh, parents are just meaningless sacrifices." Du Yiyu's voice became cold: "It can be said that the corpse painters of Tianzhi all survive by eating the flesh and blood of their parents."

Meng Jiu took a deep breath. He suddenly remembered the words that no one could understand when the boys in battle were besieging Du Yiyu. He didn't know how to respond. Fortunately, Du Yiyu's silence was quickly broken by himself: "You can't deny that sometimes

, death is a kind of relief. But for some reason, we are constantly reincarnated. Although after rebirth, the personality will be slightly different according to genetic factors, the terrible thing is that the memory of the corpse painter will not disappear. Although the memory of the previous life

It will take several years or ten years for the memory to gradually emerge, but the confusion when the memory emerges, the conflict with the current personality, and the accumulation of all the unpleasant memories in the past are very terrifying! That feeling, as if unless

Human beings become extinct, otherwise we will never be able to forget all the pain in life through death. So, some people's personalities began to become distorted, and some people wanted to kill all human beings just because they did not want to be born again."

Jingyue swallowed and said in a deep voice: "Don't think what I said is simple, but if you think about it carefully, it is really terrifying and terrifying. Think about it, if you suddenly remembered yourself when you were a teenager

I used to be a corpse painter with a weird personality. Thinking of those bloody scenes and remembering that you once made some people into corpse slaves because of your twisted personality, now that you are a kind and harmless person, it would be great if you don't go insane."

"Stop talking!" Song Xiao waved his hand and asked in confusion: "Making people into corpse slaves?"

"Yes, your character is twisted. I have said before that those people who paint corpses are the most terrifying existence, whether they are to monsters or people. They do not represent justice at all." Jingyue's indignant expression turned to one again.

A mixture of admiration and fear, "And the weirdest thing is that person, he decided to end the reincarnation of the corpse painter."

Looking at Song Xiao's unconsciously clenched hands, Jingyue's thoughts gradually merged into the torrent of history: "The most prosperous era of Tianzhi corpse painters was about 600 years ago. I was not born yet at that time, but my father participated in it.

The Corpse Painter fought a bloody battle, and was one of the few monsters who survived. And according to my father, the Corpse Painter who was taught by heaven is definitely not comparable to the monks who claim to be Corpse Painters. The so-called "painting the corpse, painting the soul, painting the skin into the bones"

'This is the summary of how they suppress the corpse and purify the soul. The first suppresses the corpse so that it cannot be lifted up. The second suppresses the spirit so that it loses its spiritual power and cannot create hallucinations. The third suppresses the soul so that it cannot escape. The fourth suppresses the spirit.

The soul cannot be condensed and formed, and the five suppresses its thoughts, that is, seals its many thoughts about the world. If the soul of the deceased is unwilling to give up its resentment, it will be forcibly peeled off. If these five suppresses cannot achieve the goal, the sixth suppress will be broken into the bones.

That is to say, when you paint a corpse, you paint the skin, and the soul is embedded in the bones. When you paint a corpse, you paint the flesh, but it is the soul of the victim that is buried in the bones."

Meng Jiuqi asked: "What if the soul's bones have long since been ashes?"

Du Yiyu smiled bitterly and said: "The bones here do not refer to the deceased, but to the person who painted the corpse."

Meng Jiu took a breath of air and was speechless for a long time.

Du Yiyu suddenly changed the subject and said: "The reason why I gave that female ghost to you for salvation is because of this. Forcibly stripping away the resentment will make the dead soul suffer hellish pain. And Song Xiao already feels guilty and will definitely not agree with me.

To suppress his soul and prevent him from being reincarnated. Therefore, I can only leave it to you for salvation."

Meng Jiu was stunned, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I think the corpse painter's skills are much better than those of the monks in the temple, why can't they transcend?"

Du Yiyu said: "Buddhists have a pure heart and a compassionate heart, so that they can resolve the resentment of the dead souls with their great desire to save the world. Those of us who have been born in heaven have been struggling to survive since we were born. We only know how to stop killing, so how can we do that?"

How about knowing true compassion?”
Chapter completed!