Chapter 14 Funeral 14┃Wrong version of people.

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date="2020-10-01"

title="Chapter 14 Funeral 14┃Wrong version of people."

weight="95727"

series = ["Paintings of Terror"]

mode = "manual"

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Ke Xun opened his eyes subconsciously, and saw a person from the gap in the pyre.

It is not very accurate to say that it is human.

This man was lying on the ground, licking his body, slowly creeping in a very strange posture.

In the next second, Ke Xun realized that it was not the person's posture that was strange, but the person's body.

This person is like a wrong version of a human being accidentally created when Nu Wa used clay to create a person.

The **'s torso was twisted and misaligned, and the long spine abruptly pushed the fleshy skin on his back to crack, and on this rugged and twisted torso, the limbs and head of this man were in chaos.

Like when someone was assembling a figurine, he randomly used 502 glue to glue its limbs and head to its back, chest, waist and abdomen. All the organs were not installed in their original positions. .

So this person can't walk, can only crawl, can only squirm.

"He" wriggled quite hard, the pale and thin leg on his back was pedaling with resentment and helplessness, five toes curled up, and the black toenails were turned outwards, revealing the black and red rotten flesh under the nails. .

"His" head did not grow on his neck, Ke Xun did not see where the head is. The one closest to him in front of him was a hand of this "person", to be precise, five fingers. He did not Seeing the palm of his hand, he saw only five slender fingers growing out from under "his" ribs like granulation, constantly twisting and twitching.

At the first sight of this "person", Ke Xun bit his tongue in time to prevent him from making a sound due to shock. However, after biting, he dared not let go, for fear of loosening the tongue and something in his stomach. Just burst out.

Is this the "thing" in the coffin? The last descendant of the Li family, why does it look like this?

The situation in front of him no longer allowed him to think about it. After hearing the sound of the firewood falling just now, this chaotic spliced ​​body was squirming, trying to get to the sound source to find out.

How to do?

Ke Xun believes that the power of this thing is definitely not as slow and feeble as it is now showing. Once it comes together and sees him and Mu Yiran, it is impossible to imagine what will happen.

A pale arm slid through the firewood gap in front of Ke Xun's eyes as the "person" squirmed. This close distance made Ke Xun fully feel the chill that came from the dead man's skin.

This chill is like dozens of dead lips, sticking to Ke Xun's skin wet and cold, and quickly penetrates the flesh and bones.

Ke Xun's body started shaking slightly, uncontrollably, and this shaking even tended to become bigger and bigger.

This weird thing is at work! Ke Xun wanted to control his body, but his body was not driven by his will at all.

Ke Xun bit the tip of his tongue, and a lock of salty blood overflowed the corners of his lips, but this still couldn't stop the cold in his body and the trembling of the whole body more and more violently, until even his lips trembled, and he was suddenly caught by a slightly cold Press your fingers on it.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Yiran’s elbow was quietly pressed against his ribs, only to feel that he was slightly hard, a heart-piercing pain instantly spread all over his body, if it wasn’t for his mouth to be pressed, Ke Xun almost To scream out in pain, a layer of sweat broke out on the forehead and palms, and the cold breath that ran in the bone marrow immediately disappeared without a trace.

Ke Xun didn’t care about the pain. Through the cracks in front of the firewood, he saw that the deformed man had been tumbling and wriggling more than half of his body. It was covered by the limbs of his arms or legs. The messy hair is constantly surging.

Ke Xun's gaze followed the shaggy hair to their roots, and he saw a black and cracked mouth.

The hair came out of the mouth, and because it was so unkempt, the mouth had to be opened wide, revealing shriveled, rotten, toothless gums.

This mouth slowly turned downwards, a nose with a collapsed nasal bridge appeared in the gap between the limbs, and then turned downwards, two lower eyelids appeared in Ke Xun's field of vision.

Just before the eyes of this "person", Ke Xun's eyes went dark.

The gap in the pile of firewood was gently blocked by Mu Yiran with the handle of the axe that had been placed beside him, his movements were dexterous and precise, without making any sound.

Ke Xun held his breath and listened to the movement of the "person" outside the firewood pile.

The "person" did not leave the pyre. Ke Xun didn't know whether "he" was watching or waiting. The chaotic limbs on "his" torso kept making the sound of rubbing the skin. The sound was dry and frizzy. It is a skin patient suffering from pruritus. When you rub your body, you will get scaly skin like fish scales.

Ke Xun felt numb and itchy.

A few minutes later, he realized that this was not a psychological reason, he was real, his whole body was itching.

This itch is not a simple soft itching sensation, it is a kind of rough, like a prickle under the epidermis that is covered with dense burrs.

This prickly and itchy sensation made Ke Xun painful. He couldn't wait to tear off his skin directly, and then use his long, pointed nails to scratch his flesh and blood.

Ke Xun tried desperately to endure it. He clenched his fists hard and digs into his palm with his nails, trying to relieve the irritation there. He bit his lip fiercely, wishing to bite off the itchy lip and swallow it into his belly.

It was a pity that it didn't help. The itchiness of the whole body increased exponentially like a backlash. Ke Xun endured his canthus and wanted to die instantly.

Ruthless, really ruthless.

This deformed ghost is crueler than killing someone by himself.

Ke Xun felt that he had endured to the limit, and a voice in his consciousness was crying in pain for him: I can't stand it anymore, I really can't hold on, I really want to die, I want to die!

Ke Xun's consciousness told him that he was eager to die in the next second, he couldn't bear this, he would rather die.

Ke Xun smashed the last stubborn nerve in his consciousness. He finally lost all his sanity. He was about to jump up and was about to slam into the wall and die. He felt that Mu Yiran had been hit by the carotid artery. He pressed his fingers firmly, and Ke Xun lost consciousness in the next second.

When he opened his eyes again, Ke Xun saw Mu Yiran standing next to him, looking at him condescendingly.

The half of my butt is still left behind after a kick.

The sky was already faint, and a few ray of gray light passed through the cracks in the wooden windows and sprinkled on the delicately carved features of Mu Yiran.

"Dawn?" Ke Xun was startled and jumped up from the ground, "What about the deformity?"

Mu Yiran ignored him, turned and walked out.

Ke Xun remembered Wei Dong, strode out, and suddenly left Mu Yiran behind him and rushed towards the hall.

At the door of the mourning hall, the pair of papilled virgins still lined up on both sides, looking at the visitor beamingly.

Ke Xun lifted his foot and kicked the door of the house and broke in. The situation in front of him almost made him stunned-he saw two headless corpses lying on the ground, one of which he knew was Wei Dong by looking at his figure!

"Tongzi--"

Ke Xun uttered a harsh call from his throat. At this moment, all his spirits and emotions collapsed completely, and he couldn't even remember how he rushed up. He didn't believe it, he didn't believe that he was so tragic that he died from childhood. The siblings who grew up together, he didn’t know how to accept this result, his entire chest seemed to be cracked by a giant hammer--

"...By...you crushed me...get up..." A groan suddenly appeared in Wei Dong's corpse cavity.

Ke Xun was stunned on the spot, and saw Wei Dong's big head slowly stretched out from the neck of the "corpse", with a face full of pain: "...get on! Let's go to the side!"

"...Tongzi, are you...a man or a ghost?" Ke Xun looked at him with a somewhat stunned expression.

"Fuck, you are the ghost, curse me less!" Wei Dong rubbed Ke Xun's pressure on his chest, and blew a breath on his face, "See you, I'm still angry, live!"

"..." Ke Xun looked at him for a long time, raised his hand and wiped his face, concealing the tremor in his voice, "I will tell you that your bad breath can really make ghosts stink..."

"I don't kiss you and you care about me." Wei Dong calmed down, raised his eyes to see Mu Yiran standing at the door, jumped up and rushed over, "Big man! You are my savior, big man! I hide my head as you said, it’s really okay! Really okay! I survived! I survived! Hahaha! Benefactor!"

"What's the situation?" Ke Xun asked.

Wei Dong repeated what Mu Yiran told him last night, and pointed to another headless "corpse" on the ground: "Later I told Liu Yufei. When he heard that it was a method taught by a big man, he was not crazy. No more howling, we both followed suit, and it really worked!"

Liu Yufei slowly got up from the ground and stared at Mu Yiran: "So, you have solved this deadlock?"

"Is it cracked? I have to wait for the old man's house to find out." Mu Yiran left the game lightly, turned his head and left the mourning hall.

Ke Xun strode to follow him, turning his face to look at him: "Thank you, thank you for saving Dongzi, and for saving me."

Mu Yiran said indifferently: "No, I just have the mentality to try."

Ke Xun smiled, did not say more, went to the old man's house with him.

Mu Yiran, Ke Xun, Wei Dong, and Liu Yufei, the four of them were the first to arrive, and shortly after entering the door, the doctor and the pancake stall owner also came.

The face of the pancake stall owner was worse than the previous day, and his whole body was withered and his face was ashen. When he entered the house, he slumped on a chair and started to daze without a word.

"How was it last night?" The doctor looked at Wei Dong and Liu Yufei, and was very surprised that they both survived.

Before Wei Dong could answer, the door opened again, and the two people who were responsible for digging the grave last night came in.

Everyone met their gazes, and suddenly there was a meal.

Eight people.

The eight people who survived after the previous night, through last night, turned out to be no less.

According to the rules for making up for the bug in the painting, these eight people will now vote.

They have to choose a person who is about to be killed.