"Are these the missing children from Mianyuan County in the painting? Are they really sealed in the painting?"
Monk Ma looked at the scroll with wide eyes.
Even though he was used to seeing evil spirits in the Demon Suppression Department, he still felt that it was a strange and bizarre thing for a person to be sealed in a scroll.
Zhu Xiucai squinted his eyes and said: "If the grandson of the Zhang family had not lied, the missing child would have been sealed in the painting."
Then he glanced at the dog Qin Shaoyou just bought.
If the missing children were really sealed in the painting, what happened to the dogs?
Or is it not a result of the animal-making technique?
If so, who are they?
The more Zhu Xiucai thought about it, the more confused he became. He simply turned 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.
"Sir, what have you discovered?" Zhu Xiucai asked curiously.
Hearing this, Monk Ma and all the warriors also looked at Qin Shaoyou.
"This painting is painted on human skin."
Qin Shaoyou's tone was very calm, but it made Zhu Xiucai, Monk Ma and others feel a chill in their hearts.
"Is this a scroll of human skin?"
"But this scroll is five feet wide and one foot long. How can there be such a large piece of human skin?"
The warriors all exclaimed.
Fortunately, they kept their voices low and were not heard by the people next to them, otherwise it would have caused a commotion.
Monk Ma clasped his hands together and asked solemnly: "Sir, are you sure?"
Qin Shaoyou nodded and told what he saw through the [Bright Eyes] talent:
"This painting uses human skin paper, and it is not just one or two human skins, but dozens or hundreds of human skins cut and sewn together. And its scroll is not made of wood, but is made of human bones.
.In addition, human blood is also added to the paint in the painting, and the amount is quite large..."
"hiss……"
After listening to Qin Shaoyou's words, Zhu Xiucai, Ma Monk and others all took a deep breath.
Human bones are used as shafts, human skin is used as paper, and human blood is used for painting...
Isn’t this painting too evil?
What makes everyone even more worried is: "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 were all killed?"
"I do not know."
Qin Shaoyou shook his head.
He is also worried about this situation and 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 the time of death is not more than a year... But whether they are the skin and bones of the missing children, I can’t decide.
I can’t see it anymore.”
Zhu Xiucai, Monk Ma and others looked at each other in confusion.
It has not been buried for less than a year...
The more I talk about it, the more it sounds like a missing child from Mianyuan County.
At this moment, a cry of death rang out.
However, the people who were watching began to get angry when they saw that the thieves still refused to disclose the method of cracking the seal of the scroll despite being tortured by the police, and this caused the crowd to get excited.
"Kill them if you don't tell me!"
"Yes, kill one thief to establish your authority and see if the remaining thief dare to speak harshly!"
"Behead them, behead them. These thieves don't deserve to die. They will do harm to the people by beheading them!"
The ones shouting the loudest and loudest here 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, pancakes and other items, waiting for the police to kill the thief so they could take a mouthful of steaming human blood.
When Qin Shaoyou saw this scene, he couldn't help but think of the human blood steamed buns mentioned in the textbook.
The scenes in the text 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 but frown and sneer: "It's not even time to behead, and these people can't wait to rob them and soak them in human blood?"
Among the powerful men, someone asked out of curiosity: "I heard people say that if you eat steamed buns, flour cakes and the like dipped in human blood, you can cure all kinds of diseases, especially difficult and complicated diseases. This is true."
Or is it fake?"
"Of course it's fake!"
Monk Ma grimaced and snorted coldly.
"Things like human blood steamed buns are a trick played by village magicians to defraud people out of money. Anyway, I have never heard of anyone curing his disease by eating human blood steamed buns. On the contrary, I have heard that
There are a lot of people who get sick after eating this stuff."
Zhu Xiucai took over and said: "If human blood steamed buns can really cure diseases, then all the doctors will be unemployed? You don't need to take medicine when you are sick, and you don't have to wait for death row prisoners to be executed. Find a woman who is menstruating, get the steamed buns and dip them directly.
Eat it as freshly as possible."
Qin Shaoyou frowned when he heard this.
Human blood steamed buns were disgusting enough, but what Zhu Xiucai said made him feel even more disgusting.
This Zhu Xiucai has nothing to say about his abilities. He just has an extra mouth.
I don’t know whether he was frightened by the shouts of killing from the people watching, or because he was aware of his own conscience, or because he couldn’t bear the torture of the policemen. Finally, one of the thieves relaxed and told him how to break the seal of the scroll:
"Mix incense ash, cinnabar and rooster blood in a ratio of 1:15, put it in yellow paper, and stick it to the center of the scroll to release the person sealed inside..."
Sun Boyuan, the magistrate of Mianyuan County who was at the scene to build his reputation, almost jumped up for joy.
He hurriedly sent people to look for incense ash, cinnabar and other items, then patted his chest and said to the people watching: "Don't worry, folks, we will crack the seal of the scroll as soon as the materials are available. I, Sun Boyuan, am here to promise my fellow villagers that we will definitely do it."
Save your children!"
After a while, the materials were found one after another and delivered.
After all the materials were gathered, Sun Boyuan took matters into his own hands, mixed the materials according to the proportion taught by the thief, pasted them onto yellow paper, and then pasted them in the center of the human skin scroll.
There was silence all around the deserted temple at this moment. Everyone closed their mouths and even held their breath, staring closely at the scroll, wondering how this strange seal would be broken and how the children would come out of the world in the painting.
Suddenly, the sky turned dark.
Although it was already approaching evening, there was still a bit of sunset light.
But the sky turned dark like night in an instant.
It seemed like dark clouds had covered the sky, and it seemed like night had fallen early.
And it's not just the light that changes.
Around the deserted temple, gusts of dark wind emerged out of thin air, making a whining sound that made people's hearts tremble.
When the cold wind blows onto a person's body, it is not only cold to the bone, but also painful, as if there are sharp knives cutting the flesh on the body.
"What happened?"
"Why did it suddenly get dark?"
"Isn't there a demon haunting you?"
The people watching suddenly fell into commotion and chaos.
Fortunately, the strange weather and cold wind did not last long.
After a few breaths, the sky returned to normal and the dark wind disappeared.
Fortunately, no stampede occurred.
Sun Boyuan breathed a long sigh of relief, jumped down from the Mianyuan County arrester, and shouted for everyone not to panic and to be as calm as he was.
The people who came back to their senses soon discovered a new situation - the scroll in the courtyard of the deserted temple was missing!
While people were looking for it in surprise, among the people who were climbing on the treetops to watch the excitement, someone raised his hand and pointed to the sky, shouting: "Heaven, the picture is in the sky!"
Everyone looked up and saw the scroll in the sky, floating over the courtyard of the deserted temple.
"Shoot it down for me!" Sun Boyuan was afraid that the painting would fly away, so he jumped on his feet and ordered to the county archers.
But before the archer could release his arrow, a hole suddenly opened in the scroll in the sky.
A 'rapid rain' fell from the scroll.
However, this 'rain' is not water, nor ink, nor children.
It’s countless white bones!
This strange rain of bones caused silence around the deserted temple again.