The Mysterious Recovery of the Forgotten World

Chapter 447 Skinning
After a brief shock, Shen Tian's brain circuit finally turned back.

His eyes subconsciously glanced at the golden nameplate on the stranger's clothes in front of him.

Recognize the brand but not the person. If you see anyone wearing clothes with the "Li Leping" brand, you will be Li Leping.

"My darling, this attack was solved like this?"

Shen Tian was stunned, and looked at Li Leping in disbelief.

It's not hard to figure out where the sudden eruption of coldness came from.

It must be the plain-looking guy behind him who has no sense of presence.

However, he never expected that Li Leping could calm down the sudden spiritual problem here in an instant.

"Is this the captain-level ghost master?"

Shen Tian's eyes showed astonishment, and at this moment he felt the gap between ordinary ghost masters and captain-level ghost masters.

Even if ordinary ghost masters can use part of the power of ghosts, they often can only struggle to survive in supernatural events.

Only captain-level ghost masters can truly have the ability to fight against extremely terrifying supernatural events.

A ghost with a low degree of terror can't even make waves in front of the captain, and will be suppressed and imprisoned in an instant.

Before the chill on his body even subsided, the supernatural signs that appeared around him were wiped out first.

He could see clearly that the row of terrifying human skins connected under the rope bypassed him and rushed towards Li Leping behind him.

Afterwards, the sudden appearance of a cold aura calmed everything down in this terrifying situation.

The cold wind stopped blowing, and the restless human skin was either scattered on the ground, or hung peacefully under the rope.

The danger is very scary, but the speed with which the danger is suppressed is also very fast, and things are always without danger.

"Go on."

Li Leping glanced around and confirmed that those restless and weird human skins had been suppressed by the ghost of the sleepwalking ghost, then he didn't stop at all, and immediately walked forward along the road under his feet.

After a little contact with these weird human skins, you will find that these human skins are not some kind of supernatural product, but genuine ghosts.

In other words, these human skins were pulled from the body of a certain ghost, and they belonged to a part of the ghost. They could not be killed, but could only be suppressed temporarily.

After staying here for a long time, these ghost skins will attack them again.

Immediately, follow Li Leping and Shen Tian to explore forward.

Although the strange human skins drying on both sides have been silent, but in this dim place, their existence seems to prevent outsiders from walking around indiscriminately, as if they are deliberately guiding people who come here to follow the path under their feet walk.

Soon, as the two approached quickly, the ancient three-story building finally showed its true face in the blackness like haze.

This is a three-storey Hui-style building with white walls and black tiles. The whitewashed walls have become dark and black due to the age, and moss has even grown in some places.

The windows of the closed windows are made of wood, with various strange patterns carved on them, like people with hideous expressions and distorted postures, or terrifying ghosts.

I don't know who carved such weird patterns on the windows.

And in the middle of the white wall that had grown mildew, a door that was also made of wood and faintly exuded a rotten smell came into view.

"Although the old building looks dilapidated, the overall structure is in good condition and there is no defect."

Shen Tian looked at this old building that had been built here for an unknown period of time, his eyes moved slightly, expressing his thoughts.

"This shows that this place is made of ghosts. Be careful and don't touch it randomly. Maybe every brick you touch may be a ghost, but this ghost is presented in the form of bricks."

Li Leping is not surprised by the old building itself.

He has been to some supernatural places and has some understanding of these supernatural places.

The seemingly peaceful building may be just because it hasn't gotten out of control at the moment, so the land of ghosts hasn't shown its scary side.

However, once something goes wrong with these supernatural buildings, it will become a real forbidden area for living people. Even a captain-level ghost master may be deeply trapped in it, or even directly engulfed by countless ghosts. .

"Want to go in?"

Of course Shen Tian knew the hidden dangers of this place, so he looked at the closed door and couldn't make a choice.

No one knows what will happen to them after opening the door.

This is why ghost masters hate digging out the existence of such supernatural places the most.

Because behind every door and every window, there may be huge dangers hidden, and a little carelessness will trigger some terrifying patterns of killing.

If the moment he touches the door, he is targeted by some mortal murderous curse, then there is really no chance to resist.

"Of course I'm going in."

After finishing speaking, Li Leping stepped forward and kicked at the dilapidated door.

"boom!"

How could the dilapidated gate withstand such a forceful kick, and it was smashed open by a huge force in an instant.

But the strange thing is, under such a fierce force, such a decayed gate should have been kicked out long ago.

However, the seemingly shaky door just shook and made a "creaking" sound.

That is at this time.

Li Leping and Shen Tian rushed into the first floor of the old house at the same time.

A sense of coolness that had been covered in dust for a long time rushed over, and the air seemed to be filled with a cold breath.

Looking around, even though he didn't see anyone in the room, Li Leping frowned slightly, Shen Tian's eyes shrank suddenly, his throat trembled slightly, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, as if watching Something made him sick.

Everything I saw was very old. There were floors in the house, but the same wooden floor had peeled off the paint and cracked, and there was a strange "creaking" sound when stepped on, as if the wood had rotted.

And if you continue to look towards the first floor, which is not empty, you will see all kinds of weird things.

On the left side, one after another, the beds are placed there against the moldy wall.

If you take a closer look, you will find that there is nothing on these beds, not even a layer of blankets, just empty wooden boards.

But what is a little creepy is that the wooden boards on these beds seem to have been stained black by something, and they all present a strange brown color.

"is blood."

Li Leping was bold, he reached out and touched it, and then he came to a conclusion with certainty.

"Dried blood will appear dark red, like the color above, which looks very close to black, but it cannot be equated with pure black, more like a dark brown."

Li Leping has seen too many dead people and bloody scenes, it is absolutely impossible for him to mistake blood and paint.

"This place is almost like a murder scene."

Shen Tian frowned, and looked at a row of beds not far away.

Count carefully, there are six beds here, and each bed is of the same style, regardless of size, length, or even height, as if they were copied and pasted.

Moreover, the top of each bed was like the bed in front of me, the wood had already been stained black by blood, and even a dead corner that was not stained by blood could not be seen.

With such a large amount of bleeding, I am afraid that many people will die, and it takes a lot of blood to dye the entire bed into such a deep red without dead ends.

"I don't think this place should be called the Horror Tattoo Parlor, it should be called the Horror Slaughterhouse."

Shen Tian seemed very disturbed, looking around, he felt that this place was getting more and more terrifying.

Where there is a murder scene, there must be an assailant.

In other words, the guy who killed an unknown number of people on each bed may still be wandering here.

He may be hiding in a dark corner, ready to run out at any time to give them a fatal blow.

"In the past, when peeling the skin, there was such a method, which was to cut the knife from the spine, from top to bottom, and divide the back skin into two halves, and then slowly use the knife to separate the skin and muscles, and finally cut the skin like a bat. It was torn apart like spreading wings, and after some repair techniques, a complete human skin was finally obtained."

Li Leping suddenly thought of the human skins lined up outside.

It is not difficult to imagine that perhaps those human skins were ripped off alive on these beds.

These beds are not for people to sleep at all, but torture beds, which are used to carry out the torture of skinning.

"Ugh, stop talking, I'm going to throw up when I think of that picture."

Shen Tian only felt a chill from Tianling Gai go straight to the soles of his feet, making him feel icy cold all over his body, as if a knife was really scratching the skin of his back bit by bit.

"Don't be too nervous."

Li Leping looked very calm: "Although the skins peeled here look like human skin, they are actually ghost skins, which are all peeled off from ghosts."

As he said that, he took the flashlight and pointed the light to the right side of the house: "Look, there are more interesting things."

Shen Tian followed the light in his hand and looked over.

That was the right side of the gate on the first floor, but unlike the beds on the left side, the right side of the first floor looked very empty, because there was nothing on the floor.

But if you look closely, you will find clues on this side.

Although there is nothing on the floor on the right side of the first floor, the problem is not on the floor at all, but under the floor.

On the soft, rotten floor, several deep pits were dug out by someone.

The number of these potholes is exactly the same as the number of beds, which is also six.

The large holes dug out are not conspicuous on the soft, blackened wooden floor, but if you observe carefully, you can immediately notice the abruptness of these holes.

"What is this?"

Shen Tian followed Li Leping carefully, for fear that a head would suddenly pop out of the hole.

But it turns out he was overthinking it.

These dug holes are not deep at all, and the light of the flashlight can reach the end in one go.

Just judging by the length of the light, the six potholes are slightly different in size and depth.

Some potholes are initially estimated to be two meters deep, while the shortest pothole is estimated to be only tens of centimeters deep.

Even the size of the hole is different, as if to imply that there are different sizes of things that will be put into the hole, so such holes with different sizes and depths are specially dug for this reason.

"I've heard of a method of skinning that is to bury a person in the ground, with only one head exposed, then cut a cross with a knife on the top of the head, pull the scalp away and pour mercury into it. After a period of time, the mercury flows into the blood During the process, the muscles and skin will be pulled apart, and the person buried in the soil will writhe in pain, and when the body breaks free from the soil, the skin remains in the soil."

Li Leping leaned down, looked at these potholes, and then guessed: "These potholes are quite suitable for burying people of all ages, children, teenagers, men, women, old people, and big guys, all of them can be buried here. Find the corresponding location."

"Mercury peeling, is this really possible?"

Shen Tian felt that his scalp was numb, so he couldn't help touching the top of his head to make sure that his scalp was not cut open with a knife.

"According to my high school chemistry knowledge, mercury skinning should not be feasible, but for supernatural means, maybe such a method can be realized, and it can even greatly speed up the efficiency of skinning? The skin is too obtrusive, I can use Huangquan to remove it for you, it takes less than a second." Li Leping replied.

"No, no need." Shen Tian touched the top of his head and waved his hands hastily, rejecting his "kindness".

"So this place is said to be a tattoo parlor, but it's actually a large skinning parlor?"

Li Leping didn't continue to scare Shen Tian, ​​he got up slowly and walked deeper, hoping to learn more about this place.

Soon, in the dark room, he saw something again.

It was a pile of iron boxes, still six in number.

The iron box is not big, but it is not a problem to put a person in it. The surface of the box has grown rust spots, which makes the iron box lose its original smoothness, and the color looks a bit weird.

And the strangest thing is that these iron boxes are not airtight, because a few small holes have been cut out on the surface of the box, and it is not known what it is for.

"Do you feel that this place is a bit cold?"

Suddenly, Shen Tian shrank back, put his arms around himself, and rubbed his arms with his palms.

He always felt that when he got close to these six boxes, the surrounding air temperature suddenly dropped to an extremely abnormal temperature.

It was as if he had come to the outside of Daha City in December at this moment.

If ordinary people stay by this weird box for too long, they will be frozen to death.

Only ghost masters with abnormal body temperature can wear such thin clothes to resist such low temperature.

"These iron boxes should be called ice urns. The usage is to put people in them, pour water in through these holes, and use the temperature difference to make the flesh and iron bond together. After the skin is glued to the ice urn, as long as Simply and roughly pulling out the person inside, the skin on the person's body will be torn off directly."

After what he saw and heard before, it is not difficult for Li Leping to guess what the first floor of this old building is used for.

"Like those idiots who touch the light poles right after washing their hands in winter?"

Shen Tian, ​​who was in Daha City, had naturally heard similar news.

The temperature in Daha City in winter is enough to reach minus [-] degrees, or even lower.

At this time, the iron pillars have been frozen into icicles. If you touch them with wet hands in this situation, if you don’t handle them properly, you will only use brute force to pull your hands, and the skin on your palms will definitely be torn. Come down, the whole hand will become bloody.

(End of this chapter)