The Mysterious Recovery of the Forgotten World

Chapter 448
"What major do you study? How do you feel that your knowledge is so extensive?" Shen Tian couldn't help asking, looking at Li Leping, who was expressionless and analyzed all kinds of creepy things from the perspective of an outsider.

Where would a normal person know so many skinning methods?
"It has nothing to do with what I'm studying. It's just that I happened to see some relevant content when I was online. It's like listening to unofficial history in history class. Believe it or not, most of it is mainly for fun, just for fun." Li Le Ping still said indifferently.

"taste?"

Shen Tian glanced around consciously.

No matter how you look at it, this place is not interesting, but more like a place of childhood shadows.

Li Leping squinted his eyes, recalling all the horrible things he saw along the way, and began to sort out the details, trying to figure out something.

"The human skin placed in the courtyard to dry, the skinning tools on the first floor, all signs indicate that this so-called horror tattoo parlor has to peel off the ghost's skin before tattooing."

"But, why do you want to peel off the ghost's skin?"

With this question in mind, he went on for a short walk.

But soon he stopped.

The first floor of the three-story old building is not spacious, but because of the darkness, it is difficult to discern the floor area of ​​this floor.

But as long as you really walk around the room, after passing those blood-stained beds, weird big holes and cold urns, you will see an old wooden door again.

The wooden door is old and dilapidated, and there is also a weird pattern carved on it. When these weird patterns are connected together, it looks like a person, but this person's appearance is twisted and twisted, as if he is being tortured by something.

As for the surface of the door, mildew spots had grown on it, and there was a smell of rotten wood that one couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose.

"The entrance to the second floor?"

Li Leping didn't think about discussing anything with Shen Tian, ​​so he stretched out his hand and opened the door.

"Fuck-!"

The long-decayed, insect-eaten wooden door was easily pushed open without much effort, but the weird sound of the hinges rubbing against each other was always particularly harsh in the dead silence, making people worry that this would break the tranquility. Does the sound of the door opening startle anything?

Pushing open the door, a wooden staircase appeared in sight.

The stairs lead all the way up, eventually leading to a new door.

Looking at the direction, it seems to be the location of the second floor.

Shen Tian, ​​who was following behind Li Leping, looked at the stairs, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

They had already enjoyed a period of peace after they entered the house, this kind of peace made Shen Tian feel a little unreal, and also made him feel a kind of tranquility before a storm was about to come.

The danger may lie upstairs.

But he also knew that he had no choice. Who asked him to take over the position of the person in charge of Daha City, and now there is a captain watching in front of him?
He knew very well that Li Leping couldn't make any problems here.

If a captain has a problem in his own territory, let alone whether the headquarters will blame him or not, the problem of the captain Li Gui's recovery alone is beyond his ability to deal with.

"Go upstairs."

Li Leping glanced at the stairwell, but didn't find any problems for the time being, so he decided to leave immediately.

He didn't want to stay here for too long, and he didn't even intend to find out why this place existed. He just wanted to quickly find Jiang Hao who mysteriously disappeared after entering the door.

"Crench, crunch."

The old wooden stairs seem to have not been cleaned for a long time. When you step on it, it will not only stir up a burst of dust, but also make the decayed steps make a sound.

The distance of a few meters was not difficult. Soon, they finished walking the steps and pushed open the wooden door in front of them.

"Wow."

Suddenly, Shen Tian suddenly stopped breathing, and subconsciously fell back his head.

Pushing open the door, what comes to the face is not the coolness and dust that has been dusty for a long time, but a particularly pungent, strange feeling mixed with various smells.

The smell was like the stench of blood that would be produced when blood was exposed to the air for a long time, and it was also like the stench of corpses that would be emitted after a pile of dead bodies died. There was even a faint smell of pen and ink.

Looking around, you can see the situation on the second floor of the old building.

The floor area of ​​the second floor should be about the same as that of the first floor, but there are no beds or ice urns on the second floor, but a bunch of more terrifying things.

On the floor of the second floor, there were actually large water tanks.

It's just that the water tank is not filled with water, but bloody corpses submerged in some kind of black liquid.

In each water tank, there was actually a bloody corpse whose skin had been peeled off.

These corpses include men and women, adults and children. They are lying quietly in the water tank at this moment. Most of their bodies have been submerged in the black liquid in the water tank. Only a naked man whose face has been stripped is exposed His head, motionless, seemed to have been soaked here for many days, and the stench of rotting corpses permeated the airtight room.

"I...fuck."

Shen Tian approached a water tank, circled it carefully a few times, and immediately pinched his throat, for fear that he would spit out his breakfast.

"So all skinned ghosts are put here?"

Li Leping walked around the water tank, looking at the horrible-looking corpses, his expression was still so calm, and he calmly analyzed a conclusion.

Although these corpses soaked in the water tank seem to have been dead for a long time, the smell of rotting corpses is even mixed with the smell of blood in the water tank, making people want to stay away from this place when they smell it.

However, these corpses that seem to have been dead for a long time are actually terrifying ghosts.

However, these ghosts seemed to be suppressed by some spirits in the water tank, and they had already fallen into silence, so that Li Leping walked over without triggering any danger.

"These ghosts should have been sealed in these water tanks by some special means. As for how they were sealed..."

Li Leping carefully observed the black liquid soaking the corpse.

The black liquid looks like the discoloration of human blood after being left outside for too long, but the faint smell of ink after a long time seems to indicate that the black liquid in the tank is not entirely blood .

"The color of this liquid looks like blood, but in fact it just looks like blood, because no matter how long the blood is exposed to the air, it is impossible to show such a pure black color."

"This liquid should be formed by some kind of spirit. Only the liquid formed by spirit can maintain such a pure color, so that the blood flowing out of these corpses cannot affect its purity, and the color still looks so pure. black."

"It should be some kind of ink, like the kind of ink used when writing calligraphy."

"As for the reason why these ghosts are still asleep, whether it is because the ink soaking them or the water tanks are working, it is impossible to know. Perhaps only the person who created this spiritual place knows the answer."

Looking at the pitch-black ink color, coupled with the faint smell of ink in the air, Li Leping immediately judged that the black liquid in these water tanks was not blood left from corpses.

Although all of these corpses had been stripped of their skins, their bodies were covered in blood.

But just by thinking about it, one knows that no matter how much blood a body has, it cannot be enough to fill such a large water tank.

"Captain Li, I counted them. There are eighteen water tanks here, just corresponding to the number of tools below." Shen Tian didn't stand still when Li Leping observed the water tanks, but looked around. After a while, he said with a different face.

He didn't want to continue looking at these weird tanks full of corpses.

Most importantly, he was also aware of what was in these tanks.

On the surface it looks like a pile of dead bodies, but in fact it is a group of temporarily suppressed ghosts.

No one knows how long the suppression of this water tank can last. In case of bad luck, the water tank will burst directly in a few minutes, and the black ink inside will flow out. If the suppression immediately fails, how can I Isn't it dead?

"Okay, I see." Li Leping said.

The eighteen skinning positions on the first floor correspond exactly to the eighteen water tanks on the second floor for storing corpses.

There is nothing surprising about this.

"So, what will be on the third floor?"

Suddenly, Li Leping looked not far away.

There is a wooden door standing there.

If there is no accident, this door is the entrance to the third floor of this tattoo parlor.

"Human skin, skinning tools, and skinned corpses, that is to say, this set of industrial chains ends here."

"But in this case, what should there be on the third floor?"

Suddenly, Li Leping thought of a possibility.

"Could the third floor be the creator's residence? Just like the post office and photo studio, the top floor is an area that only managers can enter."

Thinking of this possible moment, Li Leping's numb eyes suddenly moved slightly, then looked sideways at Shen Tian, ​​and reminded: "Next time, we must be careful."

From the outside, this place known as the horror tattoo parlor has only three floors.

And according to Li Leping's guess, the third floor of the tattoo parlor is likely to be exclusive to the owner of the tattoo parlor.

However, no one knows the status of the manager of this tattoo parlor that has been built for an unknown number of years.

Maybe he's still alive.

But it is also possible that he is already dead, and Li Gui revived on the third floor of this tattoo parlor.

Once such a bad situation really happened, maybe the tragedy of Gu Chengjun back then would repeat itself.

"I know." Shen Tian replied with a serious face.

They had already explored the two floors of the tattoo parlor in succession.

Now there is only the last floor left.

That's also where the danger is most likely to be buried.

Soon, the two came to the gate at the end of the second floor.

The same old wooden door is exactly the same size as the wooden door on the first floor. The only difference is that the weird patterns carved on the surface of the wooden door are different from those on the wooden door downstairs.

However, even though the carving lines do not look like the same person, the carved expression is still so ferocious, and the posture is also so distorted, as if a person is covering his face with his hands, as if his body is suffering from a kind of helplessness. The torment of believing.

But Li Leping obviously does not intend to continue to appreciate the "art" on the door here.

As long as there is no sudden problem with the neither human nor ghost pattern on the door, then he will pretend that he didn't see it.

After all, this place is not under his jurisdiction, and if something goes wrong, there is nothing he can do to help.

Pushing open the door, the wooden stairs went straight up all the way, and there was an indescribable oppressive atmosphere in the corridor.

But the speed of Li Leping's action this time was very fast, and he leaped to the last step in a few blinks of an eye.

"Team Lee."

Shen Tian who was behind him seemed to have discovered something, and his expression suddenly became a little stunned.

He pointed under the wooden door in front of him.

Through the crack of the door, one could see a faint light coming out from under the crack of the door.

It was as if there was a light on the other side of the door.

"Is there a light?"

Li Leping also saw the light squeezed out from the crack of the door.

This suggested that there might be a light on on the other side of the door.

But the question is, what is it that turns on the lights in this supernatural place?
But Li Leping didn't hesitate, and didn't even think about it.

For him, no amount of speculation is as good as seeing it with his own eyes.

"Fuck-!"

However, he just opened the door.

"Oh? Did it come so soon?"

Before seeing the situation outside the door clearly, a voice suddenly came out the moment the lights in the room came on.

Li Leping also walked into the house decisively at this time.

I saw an old man in an old-fashioned black gown standing in the house with a cane, as if he had been waiting here for a long time.

Beside the old man stood a very sincere monk dressed in a monk's robe with his palms folded.

"Your hands and feet are quite nimble." Li Leping said looking at Jiang Hao who had been missing for a while.

Then, he shifted his gaze to the old man standing next to Jiang Hao.

This is an old man, at least in his 90s, with age spots on his old face, his thin body is slightly hunched, and he exudes a lifeless aura.

And the most strange thing is that this old man's face covered with age spots is actually covered with black tattoos. Those tattoos look like hideous and terrifying faces. The tattoos are similar, but the number of tattoos is not at the same level at all, so that even when Li Leping saw the old man for the first time, he couldn't tell what the old man looked like.

And these tattoos on the face seem to be just the tip of the iceberg to the old man.

Because Li Leping also saw all kinds of weird lines on the old man's neck, these lines went all the way down the old man's skinny neck, and were finally covered by the black gown on his body.

Vaguely, Li Leping smelled a rotting corpse smell, which seemed to come from the old man in front of him, but he couldn't tell whether the source of the corpse smell was the old man's dying body. Or the tattoos on his body.

"How many tattoos like this do you have on your body?"

At this moment, looking at the old man who was also observing him, Li Leping broke the quiet atmosphere and asked actively.

The old man was wearing a long black gown. The gown was old, and even faded and whitish after being washed, giving people a sense of age.

But at the same time, the long gown that tightly wrapped the old man also covered most of his skin, making it impossible for ordinary people to see through the strange tattoos hidden under this layer of clothes.

A tattoo represents a ghost.

"It's not a small number, but no matter how many tattoos you have, it seems that it can't compare to you, a young man who is very strange in itself, a strange species between humans and ghosts, really amazing."

The old man looked at Li Leping's sickly pale body, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he spoke slowly.

(End of this chapter)