Chapter 14: Why Are They Waiting for Him (Asking for Collections, Asking for Recommendation Votes!!)
A pit of bones of the dead on the road.
The strange letters on the Taishi's chair and bench in the hall, and the blood-colored drawings on the table, are exactly the same as the "SS" icon on the mysterious phone.
Mother's flash of time.
The strange picture that has appeared until now.
This seems to portend something, but what does it portend?
Li Mu was puzzled, and always felt that there was an unusual story behind these things.
He stood on a solitary stool and looked up at the face of the bridegroom on the scroll.
Now you can see it clearly.
Boom!
But while seeing clearly, he fell off the stool, frightened.
"Damn, this, this ......"
When people are in extreme fear and doubt, exploding foul language is a kind of catharsis of instinctive emotions.
Li Mu fell to the ground, ignoring the pain in his buttocks, staring at the high picture scroll, his eyes full of shock and doubt.
It can't be a mistake, right?
With this in mind, he got up from the ground, picked up the stool that had fallen to the ground, and stood up again, looking at the scroll above his head, focusing on the face of the bridegroom.
Take a gasp!
His brows were furrowed, and his eyes were fixed on the groom's face on the scroll.
At this time, Li Mu understood why he was standing below just now, and vaguely looked at the groom's face and felt a little familiar.
This is familiar, it is clearly himself!
The groom's face is exactly the same as his Li Mu's face, and it is definitely not as simple as it looks, because even the small "triangular" scar on the right eyelid is the same.
This painting is at least hundreds of years old, and it is hung in the middle of the hall of the murderous house, and it is not even enshrined in the shrine, but it is enshrined in such a painting, which shows that the person on the scroll is likely to be the ancestor of the original owner of the house.
The ancestor of the original owner of this murderous mansion, how could it be him Li Mu?
If it was really him, what would the woman with the red headscarf next to him look like? Who is she?
Astound.
Dazed.
Studied but cannot comprehend.
Li Mu stared at his own face without blinking his eyelids, and gradually lost a little.
He seemed to see the scene of the wedding that day.
The wedding was very classical and heavy, but there were only six guests, everyone ate around the round table in the hall, he sat on the Taishi chair, the bride was gone, and the six guests of Daohe sat on six single stools.
Wow!
Li Mu, who was standing in front of the scroll, looked at the painting with dull eyes, but he didn't know that a woman's hand stretched out from the painting, slender and jade hands, white and delicate, with red sleeves on her arms, seemed to be the bride in the painting.
She grabbed Li Mu's right wrist and slowly dragged it into the painting.
Li Mu stood motionless on the single bench, his right hand following the woman's hand.
The finger touched the scroll and pressed against the wall.
Phew!
A high-pitched screech sounded from fingernails scraping against the wall.
It sounded extremely uncomfortable, but he didn't stop, he didn't seem to hear the sounds at all, his right hand was still going into the painting on the wall, and his whole body was slowly tilting, as if people were going to get into the painting.
Click.
The nails of his middle and index fingers were broken, and blood was gushing out, and they all said that ten fingers were connected to the heart, and the pain was self-evident.
But Li Mu seemed to be a painless corpse, and his right hand was still desperately moving into the painting, and there was a feeling that even if he broke his arm, smashed his body, and dried up the blood in his body, he would not stop.
"After waiting for your endless years, you are finally here! Go, follow me......"
The mournful voices of women floated through the hall, the light of candles swaying in the cold wind, and a few shadows reflected on the walls, like ghosts cheering and dancing.
Bang dang!
The two wooden doors of the hall seemed to be blown open by the wind, all the candlelight was extinguished instantly, and something appeared at the door, his eyes were glowing blue, and his eyes were coldly staring at the bride in the painting on the wall, with a murderous aura.
Stopped.
The woman's hand did not continue to pull Li Mu into the painting.
"Endless years have passed, I didn't expect that not only I was waiting for him, but you were also waiting for him, but he couldn't run away, and he couldn't run away......"
The woman's voice was full of resentment and anger, and the hand that was grasping Li Mu's right wrist was released and withdrawn into the painting.
Pain!
Li Mu grinned.
He looked at his right hand and found that the five fingers of his right hand were against the painting, and he was still desperately moving forward, all the nails were broken, and the blood was dripping down, but his right hand had no intention of stopping, as if it was being pulled into the painting by something.
When his right hand was dragged into the painting, he lost consciousness, could not hear, could not see, and was completely led by the hand of the woman who stretched out in the painting.
Now that he has come to his senses, although he doesn't know that it was the woman's hand stretched out in the painting that is pulling him, the instinctive sense of life crisis has not disappeared.
Rise.
Looking at this painting full of strange atmosphere, especially the groom sitting on the Taishi chair in the middle of the painting, it looks like another "Li Mu", or Li Mu from hundreds of years ago?
"Meow!"
A cat's meow sounded at the door of the hall.
Li Mu turned his head to look and saw the figure of a kitten, and suddenly thought that he seemed to be lost just now, and if he didn't stop, he would have to crash to death on this painting.
Was it this cat that suddenly appeared that saved me?
He pondered.
The cat's body was moving, coming in from outside the hall door, getting closer and closer to him.
Li Mu jumped down from the bench and squatted on the ground, wanting to tease the kitten, thinking that it was very likely that the appearance of this wild cat awakened his consciousness and saved his life, and subconsciously felt a little kind.
Moreover, in this strange atmosphere now, it is really reassuring to be able to see other living objects.
The kitten walked in front of him, keeping his head down and not making any sound, which is the habit of cats walking.
Li Mu stroked the kitten's head.
The cat looked up, and the cat's face met his eyes.
It was not a cat face, but a human face, which parted from the middle of the forehead and the dividing line extended to the jaw, half black and half white.
The human face and cat body, the blue light of the cat's eyes are staring at you tightly, which is extremely weird!
Poof!
Rao is Li Mu no matter how bold he was, he was also frightened and fainted by this cat with a human face.