Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Hanging Skin

Maoyan Tianzun was the number one hero who escaped from us, and his typing instantly caught my attention.

"How?"

Cat's Eye Tianzun Night Wandering God: "On the ground in the distance, there is a severed hand of a person, and a few bones, I suspect that there is an ambush ......"

Severed hands, bones......

Qin Yu's little face turned pale again in an instant.

I had a suspicion early on that the road on the right might be dangerous.

From the three games we played before, we can see that the Weaver Girl is a very scheming and deeply hidden woman.

set fire to the restaurant, and no one noticed that she had done it.

The man's body was wrapped in a roller shutter and remained undiscovered for more than twenty years.

The trick of using silk threads to manipulate paper figures almost scared me out, and she figured it out.

It is impossible for this kind of person to leave such an obvious way of life for us.

So the words of Cat's Eye Tianzun were expected by me, but they also dispelled my heart, the last trace of luck.

"Let's go, let's go in, we've finished three games, the fourth game, how difficult can it be?"

I cheered up Qin Yu, put the dagger and flashlight in front of me, pushed open the door, and walked in.

The moment I entered the door, I deliberately turned my head to look to the left, but fortunately, this time the windows and strange shadows on the wall did not disappear.

If it goes away, I'm going to have a heart attack.

However, when I pushed the door open and saw everything in the room, I was stunned.

It's a very small room, maybe less than 40 square meters. There are four bunk beds in the room.

It's crowded, and you can see that it's where the female workers usually sleep.

There were three beds, all of them with empty boards, covered with dust, and only one bed, with sheets on the upper and lower floors, quilts, and pillows.

Although they are all shabby, they are very clean and neatly stacked.

At the aisle, a coffee table was placed, making the already narrow place even more crowded.

On the coffee table was a teapot and several cups, which were filled with water, which were supposed to be used to entertain guests.

There was also a plate of fruit on the coffee table, but it had rotted and spoiled for a long time, and the smell was terrible.

There are a few small stools next to the coffee table, which are so low that you have to sit down half-squat.

On the bed sheet, the innermost bed on the left, sat a thin figure.

It was a woman, very slim and thin.

But the upper body is bulging.

It's a pity that the bulging position is not the chest, but the neck. Her neck was bulging with a big sarcoma, like a head growing on her neck.

The woman wore a paper mask on her face, and there was nothing on the mask, not even the eyes, nostrils, and mouth.

Doesn't she need to see with her eyes? Don't need to breathe through your nostrils?

A blank piece of paper, I can't see any joy, anger or sorrow.

But I had the illusion that this woman was staring at me, as if she wanted to see all the bones under my skin.

The woman wore a beautiful red dress, bright red and bright red, like a bewitching rose.

If it weren't for the big sarcoma in her neck, she would have looked good.

In the arms of the woman, holding a swaddling one.

In the swaddling clothes, there was a small baby.

Unlike Mrs. Shen's curse doll, this little baby is rolling around in swaddling clothes.

is alive.

He also wore a white paper mask on his face.

But in the area of the eye, two small holes are opened. You can see the eyes of a baby and look around through the mask.

But these eyes, greedy, wild, and ill-intentioned, don't look like the eyes of a pure baby!

It's appalling.

The woman's ability to take care of children does not seem to be very skillful, and the little baby has half an arm, which is not wrapped in a quilt and is exposed.

My heart almost jumped out of my throat.

The baby's arms are covered with white hair!

The children of the Weaver Girl, all the rotten ones are moldy! However, he is still alive! Still in her arms, arching back and forth.

But the Weaver Girl's neck, the moldy baby, and the rotten fruit are not the first in terms of the degree of shock to me.

The first in line is the strange shadow on the window......

To be precise, the owner of the strange shadow.

Under the dim light bulb, a person, floating in the air.

Not a person, but a piece of human skin, stripped away. Hang it on the wall with the same silk thread we found at the bottom of the tunnel, hanging paper figurines.

The silk thread is very thin, so when viewed from the window, the human skin looks like it is floating in the air.

This human skin, which is bulging inside, I can vaguely smell the smell of straw, and it may be filled with hay or something, so that it can make the skin look more human.

There are many shocking scratches on the human skin.

On the top of the scratches, there are traces of sewing with needles and threads, and after sewing, there are traces of continued scratches.

There are also burned, punctured, and punctured marks on the top......

The human skin face, the position of the eye sockets, hollow, like an abyss.

How much pain and torture did the deceased suffer before he died......

I was chilling all over my body, and Qin Yu was even more miserable, bending over directly, lying on the ground and retching for a while.

"How's it going, my husband's appearance, is it good-looking?"

The woman spoke suddenly.

I suddenly realized, no wonder there is such a big resentment, it turns out that the owner of the human skin is the man who caused her miscarriage.

No wonder the corpse we saw in the warehouse was covered with bandages, and it turned out that his skin had been stripped off by the Weaver Girl.

"Why?"

I looked at the human skin hanging from my head, and I couldn't understand the woman's motives.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee, a family, it should be neat and tidy. Although he wanted to kill my son, after all, he was still the father of the child.

Children don't have a father, and when they grow up, they will learn badly. ”

The woman's voice was very low, like a whisper, and it reached my ears, so cold that I couldn't help but shiver.

Now like this, are you still afraid that your child will grow up in college?

With a crazy woman like you, and a human skin to get along with day and night, if the child grows up, if he can become a socialist successor with all-round development of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics, and labor, I will hang my own skin.

I scolded in my heart, but on my face, I pretended not to be shocked:

"We've done as you say, and the game is playing with you, so it's time to let us go."

In my mind, I was calculating the probability of subduing the Weaver Girl.

If she's just an ordinary woman, I can capture her in a second.

But this woman, and the little baby in her arms, gave me a very dangerous feeling. If you tear your face rashly, the situation may become dangerous.

"Hee-hee-hee."

The woman stood up with a smile: "Your fourth game is to stay, accompany our family of three, and play house."

My son is still in his infancy, but he is already 20 years old......

Other people's children, twenty years old, are taller than their fathers.

But my son is still just a baby.

Why, you say? ”

Because before your son was born, he was killed by a man hanging from a lamp.

But if her son really died, what the hell would he be holding in his arms?

I blushed and didn't speak.

Seeing that I didn't talk to me, the woman was not annoyed, and continued to smile and say:

"Later, I finally figured it out. It turns out that the reason why my son didn't grow up was because he didn't marry a daughter-in-law.

After marrying a daughter-in-law, the doll is a real man and can grow up.

But the doll is old and forgets his mother, you say that he marries a daughter-in-law, if you don't want me to be a mother, what should I do?

Therefore, when you are a mother, you have to choose a daughter-in-law for him, and choose a daughter-in-law who is satisfied with her mother and son.

That's what you're going to do next, the fourth game - play with our family of three.

If you pass my screening, I'll let you go.

If not......

You'll be made into adult velvet dolls by me, and toys by my son. ”

This woman is not an ordinary psychopath.

I can think of such a thing as finding a wife for a baby who is still in swaddling clothes.

And this thief woman has worked hard to find a wife for her son.

If you don't meet the standard, you will be made into a plush doll by her.

Got up to the mark, let us go?

If we meet the standards, we may have to stay in this haunted house and become a member of this deformed family, living a nightmare life every day, worse than death.

Thinking that Qin Yu was going to hold the little ghost-eyed baby with long hair and call her husband, I got goosebumps.