A middle-aged man with a bloated body walked in with a stretcher.

On the stretcher lay an unconscious man.

After the middle-aged man carried the person on the stretcher to the operating table, he walked slowly to Yan Yu.

"Hello, Lord Yushen."

Yan Yu looked at this face, a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

This is clearly the new ghost appointed by Mu Yan - Mr. Zhen!

It was he who bought human organs on the black market!

"Mr. Zhen...... I should have guessed it was you. Yan Yu said in a deep voice.

Mr. Zhen smiled and said: "Now, I don't need to hide my identity, I'm not Mr. Zhen, I'm Jia Yijian, the one you've been looking for." ”

The reason why Yan Yu wanted to find Jia Yijian was because he thought that the golden buttons were Jia Yijian's, and the person who persecuted his mother back then was also Jia Yijiao.

But later, from Wen Muwan, he learned that the golden buttons were not cut by Jia Yi, but by the silver-clothed disciples of the Guigu Sect who were more powerful than Jia Yixi.

"Your expression is not as surprised as I imagined," Jia Yijian said with a smile, "I didn't expect that after so many years, I would still encounter my own works." ”

This time, Yan Yu couldn't control his expression.

Jia Yijian said that he was his work?

Could it be that the one who transplanted the unicorn arm for himself back then was Jia Yijian?

"Sixteen years have passed, you have grown so big in a blink of an eye, and you have become the fugue of Rongcheng, I knew that this was the case, I didn't have to go to the Mu officials, I just cooperated with you directly."

"You make it clear!" Yan Yu said angrily, "What did you do to me back then, how did my mother die!" ”

"Your mother? It has nothing to do with me, when you were sent to me, you were just a baby crying in swaddling clothes, and after I reformed you, you were taken away. ”

Jia Yijian turned around and walked silently to the operating table.

No matter how Yan Yu roared and questioned in the back, Jia Yijian didn't hear it, and even went to the corner of the basement and turned on the old-fashioned record player, which played a foreign language song from the last century.

In the midst of such singing, Jia Yijian came to a shelf in the corner of the basement, looked at the bottles and cans on the shelf, and seemed to be thinking about something.

When he took a jar down from the dark shelf, Yan Yu saw clearly that it was a human arm.

Jia Yijian actually wanted to transform the living in front of Yan Yu!

I saw him pick up the scalpel and unceremoniously cut the skin on the man's arm.

Every meridian, every muscle, every bone on the arm, Jia Yiscissors knew it by heart, and slashed through it one by one, and pieces of tissue fell off the man's arm.

I don't know how many living people Jia Yijian has used to practice his hands in order to reach this point like a cow.

Judging from the man's constantly convulsive body, Jia Yijian did not give him any anesthesia.

The girl beside Yan Yu didn't dare to look at it anymore, and silently turned her back and covered her ears.

The rough man stared at it, refusing to miss any detail, this may be the only show in his boring time.

After all, he was also the one lying on the operating table.

Soon, a complete arm was taken off by Jia Yiscissors, but Jia Yiscissors just glanced at it and threw it into the trash.

Immediately afterwards, Jia Yijian took out his other arm from the glass jar, and after cleaning the wound, he began to connect and suture with the man's arm.

In Jia Yijian's hands, the surgical needles and threads seemed to be given life, as if they were not human flesh and blood, but a finely made garment.

Yan Yu now understands how Jia Yijian's "tailor" name was obtained.

He is like a royal tailor in the court nobles, with elegant ceremonies and elegant movements, making new celebratory clothes for the emperor in the future.

It's just that he has a living person in his hands.

Finally, the arm was completely connected, Jia Yijian showed a hint of joy, he took out a small gourd from his pocket, and after pulling the cork, a faint smoke overflowed from it and landed on the man's arm connection.

"Those are the seven spirits of people, it turns out that Jia Yijian collected the seven spirits in order to transform the yin and yang physique." Yan Yu said secretly.

However, just when Yan Yu thought that Jia Yijian was going to be completed, a change protruded.

The man's arms began to repel those spirits!

Jia Yijian's complexion changed.

I saw that the man was convulsed all over, and his body started from his arm, quickly blackened and decayed, and in the blink of an eye, he had already turned into a highly decomposed corpse!

What shocked Yan Yu even more was that this corpse actually sat up straight!

"Failed." The rough man said suddenly, his tone was flat, as if it was not the first time he had seen this picture.

A trace of anger flashed in Jia Yijian's eyes, and without any hesitation, he directly stabbed the sharp scalpel into the heart of the corpse!

The corpse shuddered, and finally lay back on the operating table, but there was no movement.

"!"

Jia Yijian suddenly became angry, and the scalpel in his hand kept stabbing at the corpse's body, and the body that he originally regarded as a work of art was instantly stabbed by him to a blur of flesh and blood!

"Imperfect works should be destroyed!" Jia Yijian roared angrily.

More than a dozen people in the cage silently lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.

Jia Yijian suddenly looked at Yan Yu again, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, you are the most perfect work of art I have ever created, and I won't let you die easily......"

"Get out." Yan Yu didn't like Jia Yijian's eyes when he treated himself as an object.

Jia Yijian's face sank: "Believe me, the reason why you are still alive now is because of my little mercy for art." ”

Yan Yu also learned the little girl's way, turned around directly, and ignored Jia Yijian.

Jia Yijian sneered, casually threw the corpse into the meat grinder, wrewed out two buckets of minced meat, and then poured it into the pipe in the other corner.

The minced flesh, mixed with blood, slid down the pipe, and in a short time there was a chilling chewing sound in the basement.

I don't know what kind of monster Jia Yijian is raising in the basement with human flesh and human blood.

After doing all this, Jia Yijian didn't even look at Yan Yu, closed the door of the basement and left directly.

It wasn't until his footsteps disappeared that Yan Yu turned around.

Yan Yu's eyesight was extraordinary, just now he took the opportunity to glance at the watch on Jia Yijian's wrist, and found that it was more than three o'clock in the morning.

Before being trapped, Yan Yu had already asked Wen Muwan to set up a net among the haunted houses in Happy Valley.

But now that they are trapped, if they don't escape in time to warn Wen Muwan and them, I'm afraid that with their strength alone, it is very likely that they will be killed by Jia Yijian alone!

"You have to find a way to escape as soon as possible......" Yan Yu gritted his teeth and his eyes fell on the little girl beside him.