Under One Person: Since I am alone, I can dominate the world

"Human Corpse Art Collection?" Zhang Taichu read out the large characters on the building and immediately became interested.

Chapter 139 Three-headed Red-haired Ghost

Looking at the extremely large silver building and the sign of "Human Corpse Artwork Collection", Zhang Taichu knew that Xiao Zizai must be inside it.

He took a step forward with interest, and the next moment he arrived in front of the gate of the building.

There was no one guarding outside the square gate, and there wasn't even a gate. The surface of the building was smooth, emitting a silver metallic glow, and it looked extremely simple.

"Xiao Xiao is really creative. He built a corpse art museum in the city center."

Zhang Taichu talked to himself and walked into the gate again. When he stepped across an invisible dividing line, his eyes flashed and the scene in front of him changed again.

But inside the empty silver building, there were densely packed transparent cylindrical containers.

From left to right, from front to back, a number is pasted on the surface of each container, starting from 1 and arranged backwards. At a glance, there is no end in sight.

In front of him was the container with serial number seven. Through the surface, one could see that the inside was filled with some colorless liquid. In the solution, there was also a corpse soaked.

The corpse had been disemboweled, and the five internal organs were neatly fixed in order inside a container. On the left side of the organs was the completely peeled human skin, and on the right side was a complete skeleton. The skeleton was as flawless as white jade, without a single strand of flesh attached to it.

Directly below the container, there is a metal nameplate engraved with the deceased's name, cause of death, date of death and other information.

Zhang Taichu took all of this in, with no expression on his face. He read the information on the nameplate clearly at a glance, and then he continued to move forward and go deeper.

As far as the eye can see, there is a human skeleton in each container. The dissected skeletons appear in various shapes and sizes, some are complete, some are fragmented, but it can be seen that each one has been handled extremely "meticulously".

He walked deeper and deeper. As he walked through this huge museum, the place was silent. It seemed that apart from him, there were only the dead bodies.

The numbers on the container also jumped from ten to one hundred, then from one hundred to one thousand, and then from one thousand to ten thousand.

After a long while, Zhang Taichu murmured to himself: "Xiao Xiao, is this what you long for and desire the most? Although you love to kill, you don't kill indiscriminately. You have kept this point."

He walked along the way, and wherever he looked, on the nameplate of each corpse would be recorded the reason for their execution. The evil deeds these people committed in their lives were varied, and they all deserved to die.

And this setting happens to reflect Xiao Zizai's subconscious psychology to some extent. In his omnipotent inner scene, he completely releases his repressed bloodthirsty heart.

You can kill without any scruples, but giving the "people" you kill a "damn setting" can be considered a form of self-restraint.

"The number has reached over 30,000, and there's no end in sight for this venue. Wow, this little kid is really good at killing."

Zhang Taichu looked at the endless collection ahead, so he simply used the magic of shrinking the earth into an inch, turned into a flash of light, and rushed forward at a high speed.

In the inner scene, everything can be created, and time and space can also be distorted.

Therefore, even if Xiao Zizai was only immersed in the inner scene for a short moment in the real world, he might have thought that decades had passed, and there was a high probability that he had completely suppressed his rationality in reality and was completely immersed in the inner scene.

After just a few breaths.

As he entered the deepest part of the human body collection hall, he finally saw the end of the neatly arranged corpse containers, and it could be seen that the last target number was "325816".

At this moment, there were bursts of loud clanging sounds and faint wailing sounds.

Finally, other things besides the glass containers appeared in front of Zhang Taichu. From a distance, they looked like silver machines with different appearances.

Among them, there were three standing cross-shaped machines, which looked like simple execution racks. At the moment, they were tying up three tall and strong men. They looked different, but their faces were equally distorted and they all showed extreme fear.

In the middle of the three execution racks, there was an even taller figure, nearly three meters tall, with three heads and six arms, looking like a devil from hell!

But they saw evil ghost-like figures wearing strange suits. The three heads had long red hair, hideous faces, fangs in their mouths, and their eyes revealed brutality and bloodthirstiness.

The six arms were all thick and had very slender fingers, and they were holding tools, including scalpels, pliers, electric drills, chainsaws, etc.

At this moment, the red-haired three-headed ghost in a suit looked at the three people who were about to be executed. There was a faint smile on his face, which, combined with his bloodthirsty red eyes, was even more creepy, and scared the latter to scream.

"Uh, ho, ho, damn it, damn it--!" The three heads of the three-headed ghost opened their mouths at the same time, making a hoarse sound, and then they manipulated the tools in their hands and began to create art.

In just a few moments, the three living people were turned into sashimi, and then into even bloodier parts.

After doing all this, a transparent glass container appeared from the ground, and the three bodies were placed inside it. They were automatically transported and added to the collection sequence.

Afterwards, the three cross execution racks sank into the ground again, and several machines with even more bizarre appearances moved to the side of the three-headed ghost on their own.

There was an iron plate machine that emitted sizzling smoke, a peeling machine equipped with sharp knives, and a drum machine covered with spikes inside.

The three-headed ghost simply snapped his fingers, and three yellow-haired sturdy men who were tied up in cages appeared in the field and were placed on three machines.

"Hehe, execution, all of them!" The three-headed ghost didn't stop at all, an evil smile appeared on his face, and he immediately started the next wave of killing.

He looked so focused that he didn't seem to notice the young Taoist standing by and watching not far away.

Zhang Taichu looked at the appearance of the three-headed ghost and its every move, and he already understood in his heart that the other party must be Xiao Zizai, the incarnation of this inner scene.

"Three heads and six arms, the Yama King of Hell, this ghostly appearance is indeed scary."

Zhang Taichu thought about it and called out to the other party, "Xiao Zizai, are you still awake?"

After the words fell, the three red-haired ghosts ignored them and continued to be immersed in the three works of art that were being completed.

Seeing this, Zhang Taichu curled up the corners of his mouth, and gently waved his fingers, and immediately a golden sword energy shot out.

With a series of crisp sounds, one of the teppanyaki corpse grills was cut into pieces, and the prisoner tied to it was also chopped into pieces on the ground!

Chapter 140 Dao Ye, I Just Don’t Want You to Kill Again

This sudden scene immediately woke up the three-headed ghost who was creating art.

When he came to his senses and saw his work of art being ruined like this, he turned one of the heads angrily and looked straight at Zhang Taichu.

But when he saw the latter's half-smile, his mind was shocked and many messy thoughts suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Who are you?" The three-headed red-haired ghost looked puzzled.

Zhang Taichu smiled and said, "You really don't remember me?"

The three-headed ghost shook his head, then nodded slightly: "I have some impression, but it's very vague. Maybe I have seen you many, many years ago."

The first time he saw Zhang Taichu, a strange feeling popped up in his mind, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. He just used one of his heads to communicate with Zhang Taichu, while the other two heads and four arms were still busy with their own tasks without any pause.

Zhang Taichu nodded slightly: "We do know each other, what about you? Do you still remember who you are?"

The three-headed ghost said proudly, "I am the owner of the largest human corpse art collection in the world. You can call me Owner Xiao!"

"As you can see, I am always executing the evil people in this world, making their bodies play their final value and become works of art in my hands!"

Zhang Taichu smiled and said, "So, even though you are killing people, you are also doing good deeds."

"It's just that, after killing so many people, don't you feel tired? Have you ever thought about hiring more people to take over your job?"

Hearing this, the three-headed ghost who claimed to be Master Xiao frowned slightly on one of his faces, then lowered his voice and said, "Killing doesn't make me tired, on the contrary, it only makes me more excited!"

"I enjoy killing, and I enjoy every minute and every second of executing these evil men!"

While he was speaking, his other two heads and four hands had already disassembled the two poor guys who were tied to the machine into pieces.

After doing all this, the three-headed ghost couldn't help showing a look of joy on his face, and murmured: "I have been in this world for thousands of years, and every minute and every second, I have been executing all the guilty and damned people in this world!"

"Killing has become a part of me that I cannot give up, just like eating, breathing, and drinking water."

"I forgot why I started, but I can't stop anymore. Maybe I won't stop until I kill all the damned sinners in this world."

As he spoke, he turned sideways and looked at Zhang Taichu with the bloodshot pupils on his other head and said, "When I saw you, some inexplicable thoughts suddenly occurred to me, but I couldn't describe the feeling."

Zhang Taichu raised his eyebrows: "If I tell you that everything you have seen, experienced, and done is nothing but a false illusion, a dream, will you wake up?"

The six pupils of the three-headed red-haired ghost shrank at the same time, and he shouted, "How is this possible! This all feels so real. I can feel every minute and every second of that life passing away in my hands. How can it be fake?"

Zhang Taichu: "Then can you tell me, are you a human or a ghost? When did you come into this world? Do you remember your memories outside of this museum? And why did you forget the reason why you started killing?"

"You always feel that I am familiar, with an inexplicable feeling. Can you remember the past between you and me?"

These questions immediately made the three-headed red-haired ghost close his eyes in pain. He kept pressing his head with his arms, trying hard to think about what the young man in front of him said.

But after just a few breaths, he stopped moving again. The confusion and fear in his eyes also disappeared. He said in a cold voice: "I like to kill people, but I only kill evil people."

"The world is a mixture of black and white, and there are many evils. Every time I get rid of an evil person, I can make the world less dark. The ghost king Zhong Kui can also kill ghosts, catch ghosts and eat ghosts. Although I am an evil ghost, I have the ambition to become a Buddha."

The three-headed red-haired ghost seemed to be talking to himself, and even the expression on his face became dull. Then he turned around and summoned out another group of strong men with fleshy and evil faces, and started a bloody massacre.

As the wailing and screaming began, the expression on his face became joyful again.

Zhang Taichu, who saw all this, sighed slightly. He knew in his heart that Xiao Xiao was completely immersed in his inner world and could no longer wake up by his own strength.

Thinking of this, he followed his previous plan and spoke again: "You love killing people, but you don't want to fall into evil, so you only kill evil people. But if all the evil people who deserve to die in this world are dead, what will you do?"

As he spoke, Zhang Taichu hooked his finger and swung out several sword energies, chopping the living people who were being tortured into pieces.

The three-headed red-haired ghost froze after being disturbed again, with anger in his eyes. However, when facing Zhang Taichu, his mind was confused and his state was abnormal. He could not vent his anger. He could only grit his fangs and said in a deep voice: "I have been killing for so many years, but there are more and more evil people. When will I see the end? I won't let you worry about this!"

As he spoke, he felt the bloodthirsty rage in his heart becoming increasingly difficult to suppress. The silver ground then cracked, revealing the figures of several criminals imprisoned in cages.

The three-headed ghost licked his dry lips and felt impatient to kill immediately.

But Zhang Taichu just laughed, waved his hands, and turned those criminals into nothingness.

The three-headed ghost, whose wish was once again thwarted, felt like he was about to explode. With rage surging in his eyes, he glared at Zhang Taichu viciously and said hoarsely, "What on earth do you want?"

Zhang Taichu: "Master Dao, I just don't want you to kill again!"

The three-headed ghost laughed angrily and said, "Do you really think I'm afraid of you? Or do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Although he said harsh words, he turned around very honestly and did not choose to confront Zhang Taichu head-on. Instead, he was anxious and immediately fished out more criminals from the ground, a total of ten.

He did not wait to kill him slowly, but attacked directly, wanting to make him bleed immediately to ease the bloodthirsty murderous intent in his heart.

But a beam of golden light was faster than him and smashed directly into the center of the cage, blowing the ten criminals to pieces.

???

The three-headed, red-haired ghost Xiao Pavilion Master was confused at the moment. The feeling as if he was being stung by thousands of ants became stronger and stronger, making his pupils even redder and he almost went completely crazy!

"what!!"

The three-headed ghost looked at Zhang Taichu and shouted, "Stop it! Let me kill them, let me kill them! They are all mine!"

Chapter 141: That palm technique that falls from the sky?

Seeing Zhang Taichu's actions, the three-headed ghost pulled his face fiercely and yelled, feeling anxious inside, as if he was in a frying pan.

As he was speaking, the ground began to shake, and in an instant, hundreds of densely packed cages appeared, holding more than a thousand criminals!

The three-headed ghost immediately jumped out frantically, turned into a shadow, and pounced on the nearest criminal at the fastest speed.

But in an instant.

Amid a series of loud bangs.

The thousand or so criminals turned into ashes before they could even utter a cry!

!!!

The three-headed red-haired ghost pounced into the air, the bloodthirsty red light in his eyes almost forming a substantial flame. He was already accustomed to being immersed in killing every minute and every second, and at this moment he was unable to release his killing intent.

I just felt like I couldn't breathe and my body almost exploded!

He gritted his teeth, and the powerful Qi in his body grew stronger again. His two-meter-tall figure also grew again, approaching ten feet high.

The muscles all over his body were knotted and knotted, with red bone spurs extending out. His already hideous face looked even more terrifying at this moment!

"Who are you? Why are you stopping me?" the three-headed ghost spoke, his voice sounding like an evil ghost demanding his life, and dark flames were burning all over his body.

Zhang Taichu did not answer, but with a thought, a delicate little doll appeared in front of the three-headed ghost.

The little baby had a cute face, but after seeing the three-headed ghost, he was immediately scared and burst into tears.

Zhang Taichu said calmly: "Don't you want to kill someone? Well, kill him."

Upon hearing this, the three-headed ghost turned all three heads in one direction, staring straight at the little kid sitting on the ground with a helpless look on his face. His pupils were trembling with burning bloodthirsty flames, and he was in extreme contradiction.

“Uooaaaaa——!”

He roared in pain, the uncontrollable murderous intent in his heart urged him to hurry up and tear the little baby in front of him into pieces!

But reason told him that he must not do evil without reason, otherwise his way of killing would cease to exist, and he would completely fall into the endless hell, become a demon, and would never be able to become a Buddha again!

"What? Don't you want to kill someone? Kill him. I caught him and asked you to kill him." Zhang Taichu instigated.

The struggle in the three-headed ghost's eyes became more intense, and he took a step forward with difficulty, walking towards the little baby.

But just as he was about to drop the scalpel, the child's crying made him stop.

Puff.