It is a picture full of evil, with a coffin with a man lying on his back in the coffin. The strange thing about it is that around the coffin, there is a circle formed naturally with blood.

The blood in the picture is bright and dripping, and consciousness seeps in—one seems to smell a faint smell of blood'Shhh 'Secretly marvel! If you look closely, you can see that the blood is flowing from the corpses lying on both sides of the coffin, forming a cross. They then each pass through one side of the sarcophagus and finally converge on the other side of the sarcophagus, enclosing the sarcophagus in the center.

Zhong Kui looked at the picture. Looking away from the picture and looking at the person up close, there was a young man with a face that did not match his age. In the deep and wise eyes, there was a faint worry dissolved. From his speech and demeanor, he highlights a persistence, a kind of old spicy, and a bohemian temperament. His name is Johnson, materialist! Archaeology graduate students, not only are they archaeology graduate students, but their ancestors have had a great relationship with archaeology for generations.

Johnson said; This image was found in a storage cabinet when he moved.

Zhong Kui asked, "How can I help you?" ”

Johnson said, "Look here. As he spoke, he showed the back of the picture to Zhong Kui.

There are words written on the back of the picture; To future generations, I would like to take this picture as a warning! Don't delve into the origin of this picture, its evil is far beyond human control-Jiang Hanmiao's masterpiece!

Looking at the words of the picture, there is a great secret hidden between the lines, and this secret cannot be blasphemed or violated. Otherwise, it will lead to death, and this word is like an invisible spell, which makes people can't help but breed a chill!

Zhong Kui felt a cold back of his neck, and swallowed his saliva and said, "You came to me, not just to show me this!" As he spoke, he secretly guessed the purpose of the visitor.

"Uncle Zhiqing introduced me to you." Johnson's flat tone was amazing.

"He-how?" At first hearing the name of Zhiqing's old friend, Zhong Kui was shocked and hurriedly asked.

"It's good, it's just weak—"

"Well, the years are unforgiving."

"Uncle Zhiqing is a good friend to my father." Johnson said with a dark face. He must have remembered his father, and he was sad!

……

Zhong Kui didn't like this kind of silence, he would rather lie in bed and sleep than be silent when two people were facing each other.

Jiang Sen pursed his lips, pinched the picture absentmindedly, his eyes swept over Zhong Kui's face, and hurriedly moved away, looking like he wanted to say something.

Zhong Kui moved his buttocks, and the sofa squeaked strangely. Fingers tapped on the coffee table, deliberately trying to ease the too oppressive atmosphere, "He didn't want to come to me with you?" ”

Although the other party repeatedly concealed the purpose of this trip, Zhong Kui observed a flash of complex and indistinguishable light from the other party's deep eyes. I can't help but say to myself; Something terrible must have happened to him, or he wouldn't have come all the way to me.

"He wanted to come, but his health was not very good."

"Well, there's been a lot going on lately. I'm tired enough, I've just come back from another place, and I really want to get some rest. Zhong Kui's implicit eviction order has already been indicated. If you have something, say it, and leave if you have nothing to do.

"Uh, I'm causing you trouble?" Jiang Sen was still hesitating, he didn't know if this person was as capable as Uncle Zhiqing said, but looking at his appearance, there was nothing outstanding. It's like those ordinary peasants, especially their looks, really unsightly-

Zhong Kui got up and entered the kitchen bored. Thinking that there was nothing to do, I quit again.

Johnson wanted to leave, but hesitated.

There is not much time left, and this is a matter of human life. If you fail, you lose all your efforts. But if you don't try, you won't have the slightest chance.

Thinking like this, he decisively raised his head and looked directly at Zhong Kui and said, "Uncle, I want to know what you think of ghosts and gods?" ”

Zhong Kui, who walked out of the kitchen, was dumbfounded by the other party's inexplicable question. Then he waved his hand and said, "Ghost God, although it is a disembodied body. It can also be said that it is a part of people's fears, and it is dispensable. But we have nothing to do to discuss this topic, it is disrespectful to them, so I refuse to answer your question. ”

"Ugh!" Johnson was dumbfounded, he didn't expect that a seemingly ordinary person would be able to say such intriguing words.

"You went to this place?" Zhong Kui hit the nail on the head, referring to the place of the sarcophagus in the picture.

Jiang Sen was stunned, he was surprised by Zhong Kui's ability to perceive everything. I have always been afraid to say this, but in fact, it is also because of my distrust of him and doubts about his ability, so I have not said it for a long time. However, he seems to know the purpose of his trip, that is, to ask for help from him, and it seems that it is indeed impossible to judge a person's ability by judging others.

He smiled bitterly and nodded mechanically: "Yes, we went, regretted it, and were afraid." ”

Zhong Kui sat down, and as the sofa sank, his body bounced slightly. His thick eyebrows tightened, and he squinted his eyes and looked at Jiang Sen and said, "If you don't mind, you can tell me about it, and I will be a qualified listener." ”

Johnson, relieved, breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay. ”

When Johnson found this picture, he didn't care about it at the time and just threw it aside.

But ever since he saw this image, he has been dreaming the same thing a lot. In the dream, a strange voice spoke, and he didn't understand a word of what was said. But in the dream, he could really feel an inexplicable fear from space.

Since then, Johnson has been in poor spirits and has always lost his mind. I went to the hospital, and the doctor symbolically prescribed some medicine for the undead, but it didn't have any effect at all.

It's still dreaming, it's still that strange dream. Johnson had the idea that he had this dream after looking at that strange picture, so he went to look at the picture carefully. But I rummaged through all the corners and corners of the study, and if there was nothing, there was nothing.

In desperation, he had to give up looking for pictures. Try to focus on your work, fill your time to the full, and let yourself have no free time to think about that picture.

One day, because he was too tired, he lay on the sofa and watched TV. The TV is playing a costume TV series, and the story in the TV series is old-fashioned and has no new ideas. After watching it for a while, sleepiness unconsciously crept up into his eyes - in a trance, he felt that the TV screen was suddenly like a power outage, and suddenly the screen went black, and he had the idea to turn off the TV in his mind.

I had that idea, but I didn't do it. Suddenly, the TV screen flickered with a burst of snowflakes, and the screen slowly opened like a stage curtain, and then there was a blood red, and after the blood red, a clear image appeared—a sarcophagus—a bright ring of blood!