"What, what's the situation? living or dead, how can you stand alive?!"

Lu Ran took another step back. I felt the urge to vomit.

He mustered his courage and looked the light of his phone at the tall man from top to bottom.

This thing was like a big bloody corpse, but it was like a living thing.

Lu Ran looked upward, wanting to see its head.

Its head was found to be covered by a dark gold object, resembling a metal helmet.

There are also two long ears on the helmet, which are in the shape of a dog's head.

The eyes are two black holes in the helmet.

The two black holes are hollowed out, and what is inside the black hole is invisible.

The living corpse held a thick steel rod in its right hand, also dark gold, and looked very heavy.

At the head of the stick is a large fork with three slender spikes.

"Big fork ......" Lu Ran felt that this equipment was like a weapon in ancient mythology.

"This monster is familiar. ”

Lu Ran searched in his memories. "On the fifth page, the last page I saw at the beginning, there was a bright red person drawn, and it turned out to be it. ”

Lu Ran struggled to calm his breathing and took another step back.

"Oops. Lu Ran only felt that he had a backward foot, and suddenly stepped on a bulging thing, which seemed to be still soft.

He jumped away at once, and after standing firm, he used his mobile phone to shine on the place where he had just stepped on.

Another bloody thing.

"What is this? Animal?"

Lu Ran pinched his nose and squatted down to see, it was a four-legged thing, also without fur, and the body was not large, like the shape of a cat or dog.

It fell to the ground as if dead.

"Dog?" Lu Ran smelled disgusting blood again, mixed with the smell of animals.

He took pictures all around the ground, and he didn't know if he didn't shine, and he was startled.

Lu Ran found that there were many similar, skinned four-legged animals lying scattered around him.

"Where the hell is this?"

Lu Ran raised his mobile phone and took a picture of his head and surroundings, this place was no longer the room with a dining table he saw at the beginning.

Instead, it was like a cave, and it was also very dark, and I couldn't find the exit.

"Meat...... I want meat ......"

A deep voice came from the bloody corpse's mask.

It was facing Lu Ran, as if looking at him.

Lu Ran felt that he had reached the limit, and the guts he brought today were broken.

I'm thinking about how to escape.

Zhou Xiaoya's voice appeared in the cave again, far away, with an echo, saying word by word, very soft, very slow.

"In hell, there is a devil called Yaksha. It has no form and no body, only sin.

It wants to have a perfect body.

So, it used a living human being that had been skinned alive, and this body was bleeding constantly, and it had to keep eating raw meat to keep it alive.

Yaksha likes to eat dogs the most. It skinned each dog alive, ate their flesh, and then joined each dog skin together to slowly make a human-like dough, and as long as there was a human-like dough, it would no longer bleed.

In this way, one can have a truly perfect immortal body.

It's just that the dough hasn't been made yet, and there is still a dog missing.

There is also one, which can have an immortal **. ”

After Zhou Xiaoya finished speaking, Lu Ran understood, now, his consciousness is still in Zhou Xiaoya's album, and this should be a new page of the scene.

"How could this little girl have such a terrifying thing in her head?"

Lu Ran took off his sunglasses. Soon, he found himself sitting on the couch in his office again.

"Let's pause for a moment. Lu Ran said and sat back on his wooden stool.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled his trademark smile.

"Xiaoya, let's take a break. ”

Zhou Xiaoya nodded and covered the album.

"Xiaoya, can you tell me about your family, such as your father or mother?"

"This ......" Zhou Xiaoya frowned slightly, looking a little embarrassed, "I, live with my father." ”

She lowered her head again, rubbed the corners of her clothes, and whispered.

"Okay, what about Mom?"

Hearing this question, Zhou Xiaoya's body trembled slightly, "Mom, she, she's also fine." ”

"Well, is she with you too?" Lu Ran asked again.

"She, no. This time, it was Lu Ran who saw the fine sweat on Zhou Xiaoya's forehead.

"Then why isn't she with you?"

"She's already moved out. ”

"Why?"

"Because, because, she ......" Zhou Xiaoya closed her eyes, looking very stressed and uncomfortable.

"Okay, I'll stop asking. Lu Ran stopped asking.

When Zhou Xiaoya heard this, she exhaled with a breath held in her chest.

It was a lot easier all of a sudden. It looked like I was about to suffocate.

"Let's continue looking at the paintings, shall we?"

"Hmm. Zhou Xiaoya nodded again.

Lu Ran now understands a little why Zhou Xiaoya likes to paint, only when they look at the painting and talk about the painting, she will relax.

Because the painting tells a story, but it doesn't tell about yourself.

One fiction, one reality.

One is exposed, the other is hidden.

If something unhappy happens in her real life but she doesn't want to tell others, then she can vent this unhappiness by painting.

He uses the characters in the painting to replace himself, and presents his unhappiness and the suffering of the characters in the painting.

Wrapping your true self behind the picture and protecting yourself is like putting on a safety mask and allowing yourself to hide behind the mask.

It is a psychological instinct of a person to protect themselves.

Especially after suffering a heavy traumatic case.

If it is really as you think, then all the characters and characters in this story should have corresponding real characters in Zhou Xiaoya's life.

And the story painted by Zhou Xiaoya should also be closely related to her life.

Perhaps, it's her life.

As soon as this conjecture came out, Lu Ran's eyes lit up instantly.

He wanted to follow this line of thought, continue to reason, and guess who all the characters that appeared, men, dolls, dogs, and terrible bloody corpses?

Thinking of this question, Lu Ran was one head and two big.

"If the doll is Xiaoya, then what about the man? Is it Dad, or is it something important I don't know. What about the dog, the bloody corpse?"

Lu Ran felt that there was a ball of wool in his head, all of which were entwined together.

It seems to have been cut off again.

Lu Ran slowed down, sat down next to Zhou Xiaoya again, and opened the album.

He felt that he and Zhou Xiaoya were like playing a game of peek-a-boo, and like solving the detective problem of the police catching fugitives.

Zhou Xiaoya never showed up. And Lu Ran, on the other hand, peeled off the cocoon and did not give up.

Come on.

"We continue. ”

Putting on his sunglasses again, Lu Ran took a deep breath, and when his vision darkened again, he closed his eyes.