Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 70: Revealing the truth and heading to the theater
He ignored the low, miserable screams of Warwick next to him.

Louis came to Ella and stabbed her a few more times without hesitation, looking at Ella's neck.

puff!puff!puff!

One knife cut the neck, and another knife propped up the spine. Like an evil scientist, blood flowed on the ground, screams echoed in the air, and every part of the body was ravaged.

What was exposed from the neck opening was a mixture of flesh and wood, with some iron objects vaguely visible inside the bones. When the skin was cut down along the neck, the flesh and blood inside were indeed mixed with many other materials, and one could even see delicate gears turning.

"It's really possible to achieve this. Mary Shaw is really good at making dolls."

This perfect puppet is so powerful. A corpse can maintain the physical activity and posture of a living person, can accommodate evil spirits to enter and control them, and can even hide it from itself by shedding cow's tears to temporarily open the vision of the Yin-Yang eyes.

This could only mean that she had modified the corpse to fit perfectly with her own living body, making it impossible to detect her possession.

It is no exaggeration to call him a master of sentence art.

In ancient times, he was a famous sorcerer among the people.

Louis suddenly wanted Mary Shaw's notes.

I remember that it seemed to record in detail the entire process and ideas of Mary Shaw in making dolls. If I could get it, it would be another skill, and perhaps it could be combined with the paper figurine technique to be modified in the future.

Louis had never considered whether there was Paper Doll Technique in Zuodao. Just kidding, the absence of Paper Doll Technique in Zuodao would be as ridiculous as the absence of Tifa in the 3D zone.

This kind of exquisite and perfect puppetry combined with paper figurines,偃师, etc. may be able to shine with a different brilliance.

Decided.

I want that notebook.

"Um...Louis?"

At this time, the voice next to him called Louis back. Seeing that it was Jamie, Louis wiped his hands with the clothes of the corpse and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jamie looked at the young man Louis in horror.

The young man who originally had an excellent temperament now looked so terrifying.

With blood on his hands, he cuts the flesh and observes the texture... just like a butcher.

But it seemed that he had no ill will towards him. After all, it was he who fought off the evil spirit that should have been Mary Shaw.

Jamie forced himself to calm down and said, "Can you tell me what's going on?"

Louis wiped his hands and walked over. Jamie didn't move, but Warwick, who was still bleeding next to him, was full of fear and was shouting something in his mouth.

Louis glanced at him and then looked at Jamie, "The truth? Let me show you something first, come."

Say it.

He brought Jamie to his father Edward.

Jamie's steps became heavier and heavier, his breathing became rapid, his eyes fixed on his father who had his head down and looked uneasy. He had a bad feeling in his heart, and following Louis's guidance, he looked behind his father.

!!!

a bolt from the blue.

Jamie's pupils constricted and he couldn't help but take a few steps back. His whole body was trembling and goose bumps appeared one after another. Pain, chills and sadness surged up at the same time.

Behind the father, there was a huge incision. It had been hollowed out, with only gears and a wooden stick used to control the puppet.

Yes, those wooden sticks that move the head and mouth of a ventriloquist puppet. Dad, he's become a living puppet!

So, who is it that keeps talking to me?

Scenes from his return to the present flashed through his mind, and clues came together to prove that the person who had been talking to him was Mary Xiao all along, and his father... had died long ago!
Although I have a bad relationship with my father, he is my last relative...

In grief, Jamie felt nauseous, his eyes turned red, and he finally couldn't help but lower his head and vomit.

Louis shook his head and looked at Jamie with admiration.

Jamie was incredibly calm from the moment the doll appeared at home, even when he saw his wife's miserable condition, he didn't scream. After returning home, he was even more resolute, brave enough to dig graves in the middle of the night, and even when he saw Mary Shaw's terrifying face, he didn't scream. Only now, knowing that all his relatives were dead, did he finally break down. He has a very good mind.
after awhile.

Louis then said, "Do you know why now?"

"Your father died a long time ago. The one who controlled your father was Mary Shaw, and your stepmother Ella was also her puppet."

As for the perfect doll and such, there was no need to explain it to him in detail.

"But what she said before is true. She has indeed been hunting down the descendants of those who pulled out her tongue and caused her to fall into silence."

Jamie recovered a little, looked at Louis weakly and asked, "What about you? How did you know all this, and why did you help me?"

"Haha, I have a friend at MIT. Thanks to her, I've improved my math skills, so sometimes I pay more attention to logic."

"Then the question is, since she's hunting down the descendants of the man who killed her, and has already tracked you down in another city, how could she not kill your father who's right in front of her?"

"As for why I want to help you, Mary Xiao and I have a little grudge, so of course I can't let her kill you as she wishes. Besides, I won't be satisfied if I don't get rid of the root of the problem."

Having said this, coupled with Louis's cold eyes, Jamie's heart shuddered.

and many more.

Hunting down offspring... Then why would he attack Lisa? Could it be... Considering that Lisa and I were planning to have a baby... the answer seems obvious.

Pregnancy, your own child, the little angel you long for!

A tear rolled down Jamie's eye.

But soon, he suppressed his sadness and looked at Louis with anger, "Louis, can you..."

"No, your presence is just a burden to me."

Louis interrupted directly and said, "What a joke! In so many horror movies, accidents happened frequently and the whole team was wiped out because of stupid teammates. Although you, Jamie, should not be considered a stupid teammate, it's no use. It's better not to cause any accidents."

After saying that, Louis didn't want to waste time anymore. He had to go to the theater on the lake island, and then completely get rid of Mary Shaw and get the notebook.

Glancing at the still-bleeding Warwick, Louis casually poured a glass of water and took out a yellow talisman from his body. "Holy water rises, a thousand-mile brilliance shines, five thunderbolts spread, destroying all evil, entering the spleen and stomach, penetrating the gallbladder and intestines..."

"Duh!"

The flames ignited, burning the yellow talisman to ashes, which fell into the water.

Then he threw two more amulets to them and said, "Just feed him. Hold on to the amulets and wait. Oh, and give me your car keys."

Watching Louis leave in such a majestic manner, Jamie couldn't help but put his hands together and pray to the gods and Buddhas in his memory: God, Odin, the Jade Emperor, Ra, Quetzalcoatl...

Warwick, who was standing next to him, could only pick up the cup with difficulty and swallow it down with a mouthful of blood and a mouthful of magic water.

He's probably never going to forget what happened today.

(End of this chapter)