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date="2020-10-01"

title="Chapter 19 Funeral 19┃ are brothers, father and son."

weight="95732"

series = ["Paintings of Terror"]

mode = "manual"

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"But the old man looks like he wants to eat people--really, literally, eating people!" Wei Dong looked scared, "I think you may not be able to ask anything, maybe he will be his lunch— In other words, I think our lunch may have been soaked up, the old man has changed, and I wondered that he might have forgotten how to make human food..."

Mu Yiran ignored the long-winded words behind him: "Even if he has become unable to answer questions anymore, we still need to enter his back room to find clues."

Wei Dong shivered: "You are just pulling your teeth out of your mouth. It's too dangerous, Kerr, please persuade you."

Ke Xun looked at Mu Yiran: "You really want to go?"

Mu Yiran didn't answer, but looked at him blankly.

Ke Xun: "I will accompany you."

Weidong: "..."

Ma Zhenhua tremblingly said, "I, can I not follow? I can continue to look for seals elsewhere..."

Zhang Maolin also hurriedly followed up: "I will also find the seal first, let's not delay."

Before the rest of the people expressed their opinions, Mu Yiran said indifferently, "If you are not afraid, you can go to the mourning hall of Li Zhai and look carefully. We have already searched for other parts of the village. The old man’s house is most likely. We will still gather here in an hour."

Ke Xun also pulled Wei Dong over, and whispered to him: "Be careful yourself. If you don't see me at night, I guess I will be brave. You have the key to my house. If you can leave this painting, go to my house. On one trip, my real estate certificate, all the certificates and information for opening the gym, my ID card and my bank card were all placed in a flowerpot with a fake cactus planted on the balcony. All the things that require a password are behind my ID card. Six people, you donated my deposit. The house is rented out. The rent is used to add new equipment to the gym. The income from the gym is shared with my co-workers. There is 1 T movie in my computer. It's yours."

"Fuck! All the fucking T's are calcium tablets, I don't need it!" Wei Dong cursed, holding Ke Xun's arm worriedly, "You really want to go? Just for him? There is no fragrant grass in the end of the world, you have to pay your life for this one? You only know him for a few days, besides, there are so many people who are as curved as you? For a straight man , Aren't you at a loss?"

"What am I thinking about. For him and for ourselves, the teaching motto of our physical education department: There is a reward for what you pay. You can't always let others pay, let's wait for the results." Ke Xun said, "Besides, you forgot, I His intuition is always accurate."

"So what?" Wei Dong didn't know why.

Ke Xun smiled, turned and walked towards Mu Yiran.

The two groups worked separately.

Mu Yiran and Ke Xun came outside the old man’s courtyard. Mu Yiran stopped and looked at Ke Xun: "You really want to go in with me?"

"I will not only go in with you, but also come out with you." Ke Xun said.

"I'm afraid not." Mu Yiran said, "If you don't plan to change your mind, then let me arrange it next."

Ke Xun: "Okay, you say."

Mu Yiran looked at him carefully: "Wait for you to enter the courtyard gate and walk carefully to the door of the house. If the old man chases out, you try to lead him away. I will take the opportunity to enter the house and search for his back room. During this time , I hope you can hold him back, the longer the better. Can it be done?"

"I have a question," Ke Xun said, "This old man can't be judged by ordinary people's standards. What if he jumps faster than me?"

"Since you and Wei Dong have just escaped from his house, they will definitely be able to escape this time." Mu Yiran said, "Even if you escaped too fast just now, out of his control, you were able to completely dump him. So this time you have a good sense of measure. Do not let him catch up or throw him too far. Always keep a safe chase distance. Take him out of the yard and try to drag him out as long as possible. I can finish the work ahead of time, I will go to you and get rid of him when the time comes. How about, are there any questions?"

"Yes," Ke Xun said, "what's your phone number?"

Mu Yiran said with a cold face: "If there is no problem, go in."

Ke Xun moved his legs and feet, stretched his muscles and bones, and signaled to Mu Yiran: "You hide by the door, and I will lead the old man out and run over here."

Mu Yiran stood on the other side of the gate, and saw Ke Xun stepped into the courtyard gate with his long legs.

Mu Yiran looked at his back and walked towards the door almost without hesitation. The usual sloppy and lazy posture disappeared without a trace. The upright back and the gait full of flexibility and strength made him look at this moment. Only when I went up did I really look like a sharp character from the sports department.

Ke Xun, a sharp man, walked to the door of the house.

The door of the house is closed, and the situation in the house is not visible.

Ke Xun didn't want to leave time for his brain to make up for the situation, so he stretched out his hand and opened the door.

With a "creak", the gray light filled the dim hall. The old head stood still in the room like a walking corpse.

The moment he saw Ke Xun, his face was as gray as a dead corpse, and his mouth suddenly cracked. The dark gums and mouth were like bottomless black holes, expanding and expanding until they exceeded the energy of the human mouth. When he reached the limit, he immediately rushed towards Ke Xun with such a big mouth.

Ke Xun turned around and ran, listening to the wind behind him and the old man's footsteps to judge the distance between the two.

This is Ke Xun's master skill. When he is in school, he participates in large and small competitions, listens to the position and judges the opponent's running position, which has a vital influence on the adjustment of game tactics.

Ke Xun controlled the distance between the old man and himself, always keeping about five steps, and ran out of the courtyard one after another.

Mu Yiran didn't swiftly enter the courtyard gate until Ke Xun took the old man out of his sight, and went straight to the inner room where the old man lived.

Ke Xun dared not go in the direction of the locust tree, and was afraid of meeting a few others, so he took the old man back and forth between the villages.

After thinking about it, he is the only one who can do this job. If he changes to someone else, he doesn't have his speed or his endurance.

His current speed has not reached his own fastest level, but by ordinary people's standards, it is already quite fast. If Wei Dong hadn't been dragged by him at the time, he would have had to let the old man rush to it. Don't mention the need to keep running at this speed, and in order to give Mu Yiran enough time, it is likely to continue running for tens of minutes.

There is one thing that Ke Xun doesn't quite understand. If the old man is not a real person, but that kind of "thing", his "competitive level" should be no worse than that of a human.

Mu Yiran said that if you don’t follow the rules in the painting, you will encounter irresistible backlash, and what happened in these two nights also proves that those “things” that have appeared before, although there are ways to avoid encountering them In fact, they are all because of chance or luck. If they encounter it head-on, they have no hope of surviving.

In other words, the kind of power in this painting, even if there are rules to follow, can't directly resist.

But this old man is not.

This old man can't run him.

Isn't it weird?

Ke Xun thought so, couldn't help but turned his head and glanced.

This sight didn't make me stumble.

He doesn't know what it is that is chasing him. A big black hole covers his head. Two skinny hands stretched forward, with long fingers, grouped with thin arms, like It is the three locust trees that yield and yield.

It was the old man's abdomen that was terrible.

Because of the fast running, the clothes on his body were blown tightly against the body by the wind, and a bump on his abdomen was clearly outlined.

That is a face.

The facial features are complete and the expression is vivid.

This face is crying.

It opened its mouth wide, heart-piercing, painful, and constantly swinging and struggling as the old man ran.

Ke Xun felt itchy all over and couldn't help scratching his stomach.

Suddenly a thought flashed in my mind: itching...itching all over...the experience of last night...

After running for an unknown amount of time, and finally seeing Mu Yiran's figure appear in front, Ke Xun yelled: "Boss, this guy-it's a deformity!"

Mu Yiran made a gesture, and disappeared into the corner. Ke Xun speeded up, and got rid of the old man a few minutes later.

Mu Yiran waited on the only way to the locust tree. Seeing Ke Xun walking in strides and running at such a fast speed for so long, this person actually only had a little panting, and his mental head even seemed to have just moved. Just like opening the bones.

With this kind of physical strength, even Mu Yiran was a little sigh.

"This old man is also a deformity," Ke Xun stepped forward. "There is a face on his stomach. I suspect that there is a brain in his stomach. Even if he can't think, he can control the face on his stomach. Expression. Is there any clue in his room?"

Mu Yiran: "Yes. Cypress wood."

"Li Guaiguai's coffin was made by him?" Ke Xun was surprised, "They are all deformities, so why are you in a hurry."

"His name is Li Mazi," Mu Yiran glanced at him. "It is Li Guaiguai's father and his...brother."

Ke Xun was stunned: "I seem to know something extraordinary."

Mu Yiran expressionlessly: "Because this village is closed and backward, many ignorant and unethical customs are left behind. Because many people are married with close relatives, the medical level is low, and the survival rate of offspring is not high. In addition, there are more men and fewer women. With the consensus of the villagers, a system of co-wife has gradually emerged in the grand plan of reproduction."

"...It's terrible to be closed behind." Ke Xun has no idea what to say.

"Actually, the probability of a baby defect in a marriage between close relatives is only 4%," Mu Yiran continued. "Many of these deformed children die prematurely before they even reach adulthood, and some die even as babies. Like Li Mazi and Guaiguai Li has grown up like this, probably in the minority in this village."

"I don't know if this is lucky or unfortunate." Ke Xun said.

"Of course he won't be lucky." Mu Yiran looked at him, "Can you imagine what kind of life he has lived in the village since he was a child who is almost a demon?"