"Human skin?" The fat man also came over.

His pupils flashed with blue light, and he gently stroked the scroll.

"The canvas is really human skin."

"Huh?" After speaking, the fat man frowned and moved closer to the huge scroll.

The fat man obviously found something, and Liu Ziang hurriedly asked him, "What do you see?" ”

Before he finished speaking, the fat man waved his hand at Liu Ziang, signaling him to be quiet.

Liu Ziang immediately shut up.

Later, he heard the fat man counting softly while observing the murals on the wall.

Liu Ziang looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see what the fat man was counting.

Instead, he watched intently at what he felt was a very abnormal golden light.

Over there, the fat man's voice was getting faster and faster.

Here, Liu Ziang's brows became deeper and deeper.

The unusualness that the fat man looked at was about to be revealed.

But the problems observed by Liu Ziang made him more and more confused.

“666!”

It didn't take long for the fat man to stop!

“666？” At this moment, his brows were deeply furrowed, and he looked at Liu Ziang with a little horror. "There are 666 in total?"

Hearing the fat man's voice, Liu Ziang shook his head and let his thoughts move away from the golden light on the painting.

Immediately, he looked at the fat man with a strange face.

"What 666?"

The fat man immediately pointed to the mural.

"I can see that there are 666 human skins on this painting."

"What?" Liu Ziang was taken aback.

It's not really that big.

The length is only about one meter long, and the width is only about 20 centimeters.

Its genre can be regarded as a small picture scroll at best.

With such the size of a painting, the human skin of 666 people was used?

"Cut!" couldn't help it, Liu Ziang smacked fiercely.

His eyes were no longer a painting, but the brutal and bloody scene of 666 people being stripped of their skins.

The painting in front of me is not large, and it is made of 666 human skins, which must only use a very small part of the human skins of each person.

But with Liu Ziang's understanding of immortal evil and those who spread immortal curses.

Even if only a small piece of skin is cut from a human body, they will definitely kill the person who took the skin.

This painting contains the lives of 666 people!

"Bastard!" Then, Liu Ziang couldn't hold back again, and shouted softly: "I have to make this evil thing in Yaochi into 666 pieces and make a puzzle." ”

The fat man gently patted Liu Ziang's shoulder and signaled him to calm down.

Then he spoke strangely.

"666 pieces, although each piece is very small, but the cutting process is still very easy."

"In other words, the person who made this painting still has the ability to cut the human skin of the painting to a smaller size and use more human skin?" Liu Ziang immediately accosted.

"In other words, the person who made the painting deliberately controlled it and used the skin of 666 people?"

After speaking, Liu Ziang muttered quietly again.

"666 people? Does this mean anything special? ”

Whether it's an undead evil or a curse spreader.

They will never spend a lot of energy doing things that don't make sense.

For a moment, Liu Ziang looked carefully at the painting again.

An unusually specific number of people.

There are also extremely abnormal compositions.

A golden glow that shouldn't exist.

There must be an extraordinary connection between the three.

And this painting is placed after the statue of the Queen Mother.

Liu Ziang felt that this must be an important part of revealing the secret of Yao Chi.

Just when Liu Ziang frowned and thought about it.

The fat man stayed by his side, motionless.

saw that in the pupils of his eyes, the blue light kept flickering.

In both eyes, they also lost their brilliance.

It's a complete image of a fugue outside.

“666！” Suddenly, the blue light in the fat man's pupils completely disappeared.

Previously, the fat man read these three numbers as 'six hundred and sixty-six'.

But now, he's pronounced it 'Six-six-six.' ’

And his tone became a little heavy.

The change in reading and tone all show that the fat man has thought of something amazing.

Liu Ziang retracted his thoughts and hurriedly asked him, "How?" ”

"I remembered that in some foreign theological books, six-six-six is not a number, but a set of symbols."

"Symbols?" Liu Zi raised his brows and frowned.

The fat man nodded slightly.

"The Western Bible Revelation, the Pillars of the Twenty-Four Demon Gods in Rome, and the Code of Hammurabi have all recorded that the symbol 666 represents the devil?"

"The devil? Occidental? ”

Liu Ziang was a little troubled.

The ancient culture of China, he can more or less come at his fingertips.

But when it comes to the West, then he has a headache.

After all, he is just an ordinary person, and for more than ten years, he has to practice martial arts to make up for all the knowledge of the Divine Division.

He can't be all-powerful.

Moreover, the history of the West is actually at the same level as that of China.

Let's take the simplest example.

When the First Emperor ruled China, the West also established the powerful empire of Rome.

Whether the Qin State and the King of Luo are strong or weak has not been decided so far.

The history and culture of China are strong in two points.

Thousands of years of continuity and unparalleled inclusiveness!

Therefore, the Liu family has not learned the history of Western traditional culture from ancient times to the present.

It's good that there are fat people in this area.

Even then, he looked at the fat man.

It's just that he still asked the fat man: "I have a bit of an impression, the so-called devil in the West, it seems to be quite profitable, right?" ”

The fat man nodded.

"In short, this set of numbers represents all bad luck, all disasters, all suffering."

He paused, and suddenly a blue light flashed in his eyes.

Then he hurriedly said to Liu Ziang: "By the way, in our words, this group of numbers is the murderer." ”

"Is it a big murderer?" Liu Zi raised his eyebrows and frowned.

Then he smiled lightly and nodded.

"That's right, six is a lucky number for us."

"It's just that the ancients often said that if you don't come to the pole, you will return to the pole."

"The Book of Changes also said that Kanglong has regrets."

Liu Ziang raised his hand and stroked his chin, muttering while pondering.

"Three sets of six combined. It is also known as two in one life, two in three, and three in everything. ”

"Three is the extreme, and the table is endless. Three sets of six are actually countless sixes. ”

"Countless six phases are combined, and naturally the number of good luck is exhausted, so it is bound to reverse yin and yang, and the dragon will fall into the sky. So that the good luck turned into a big murderer. ”

Speaking of these, Liu Ziang talked about it like a few treasures.

The fat man listened and nodded.

When Liu Ziang's voice fell, a cloud of blue light burst out of his eyes.

"By the way, I just thought about it again. The 666 symbol represents the devil, and there is another name. ”

"A name you can't think of."

The fat man's face was strange, both incredible and funny.

This made Liu Ziang instantly interested, and hurriedly asked him, "What is the name, say it quickly." ”

The fat man coughed lightly, and then slowly spit out three words.

"Kill! God! He who! ”