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The man seemed very satisfied with the work between them, hugged him in his arms and kissed him fiercely, and let out a piercing strange smile from his mouth, and the sound was like the sound of a sharp weapon cutting through the glass.

He stood up, picked up the puppet made of human skin, pulled his arms for a while, tugged at his legs, and fiddled with them for a long time before he stopped, took a few steps back and carefully admired his work.

I saw that the human skin puppet was put into an extremely obscene posture by him, kneeling on the ground, the P strand curled in an absolutely smooth arc, the upper body was folded to the ground, the head was sticking out between the legs, and the mouth and lower body were close together.

After looking at it for a while, he leaned over and tried to move back and forth a few times, and let out a few strange laughs.

Laughing enough, he bent down to pick up the puppet, walked to the rectangular boxes on one side, and opened them one by one from beginning to end. Every time he opened one, I was a little more surprised, and by the last one, I felt like my jaw was going to drop.

Inside each box, there is a naked human skin puppet, all of which are all kinds of seductive and bewitching postures, two or three hundred human skin puppets, none of them are repeated with other human skin puppets, the form and expression are no different from real people, if I don't see that they are made of human skin, I will be amazed by the skillful hands of the craftsmen, but such a puppet made of human skin, even if it is enchanting and tempting, it can't help but make people creepy.

The man walked past each puppet one by one, and the expression on his face was like looking at his beloved toy, with intoxication, fascination, and deep pride. He must be particularly satisfied with his production collection to show that kind of expression.

It was not until he had admired the last puppet that the man covered them again with the box, walked over to the incense table, lit three sticks of incense, inserted them in the incense burner, and turned and walked out of the room.

In the dimly lit corridor, there were countless rooms on both sides, and he walked through each room, and he would lean on the glass to observe carefully for a while, and I followed him, and the more I looked, the more surprised I became, and the surprise gradually turned to fear, and finally to anger!

In every room, there were one or two babies similar to the one that appeared in Lu Fei's house, some big and some small, some were dead, and their companions were lying on its body and eating its corpse. It is not difficult to see that all of them have no sapient mind, and live entirely on instinct, similar to the loss in Resident Evil, but without the slightest slowness in their movements.

It is not difficult to imagine how many people would suffer from these things if they grew up. I roughly counted that on both sides of this corridor, there were at least a hundred such rooms, each of which was less than five square meters, that is, there were at least one hundred and fifty such babies!

The first room must have been a little older, and he kept them together, not knowing what his intentions were.

At the end of the hallway, turning to the left, there were also two rows of rooms, but the rooms were slightly larger than before, and there were only fifty or sixty rooms, and in each room was a young woman.

They were naked, their arms and thighs amputated from their joints, a long chain around their necks, and they crawled like animals on their broken limbs. Some of them huddled in the corner, some of them wandered around the room restlessly, screaming from their mouths, but they all had one thing in common: their eyes were glazed over, their eyes were blank, like a walking corpse.

The man opened the door of a room at random and walked in, and the woman inside shrank into the corner in fear, but the man grabbed the chain and pulled it in front of him, pinched the woman's chin, and shoved his own thing into the woman's mouth.

The woman's expression was painful, but she didn't dare to resist at all, so she could only let the man move. After a while, he lifted the woman up, turned around, and pressed her body up again.

In the impact of him again and again, the woman's eyes gradually dilated, and the corners of her mouth overflowed with blood. By the time the man stopped, the woman had already stopped breathing. I saw a faint phantus on her body, as if she wanted to break free from her body, but she seemed to be imprisoned by something, and no matter how much she struggled, it was in vain.

The man lifted her in front of him, looked at her carefully, smiled at the corner of his mouth, took off the chain, and carried her body out of the room.

He once again returned to the room where the incense case and the human puppet were placed, walked to the incense case, casually left the woman's body still on the ground, picked up a few pieces of yellow paper from the incense case, and pasted it on the woman's body, I saw that some black strange patterns were painted on the yellow paper, and as soon as it was pasted on the woman's body, a burst of black smoke came up, hovering above the corpse, and did not disperse.

The man held a jet-black knife in his hand and stabbed it in the chest of the corpse, and a pale cyan phantom slowly floated up from the female corpse, and immediately rushed outside, and the black smoke instantly turned into wisps of thin threads, tightly winding the phantom.

I know, that's the soul of a woman.

The limbs of the soul are complete, and they are no different from ordinary people. The man turned his head to look at the woman's soul, opened a pitch-black bottle, poured out a soft white worm from it, reached out and plucked a hair from the woman's corpse, and sent it to the insect's mouth.

The insect immediately opened its mouth to bite and slowly ate it. The woman's soul seemed to be in great pain, but no matter how much she struggled, it was in vain, and she turned into a green qi and burrowed into the incense burner. The man put the worm back in the bottle, closed the lid, stood up and opened the shrine.

Inside are two pitch-black spiritual seats.

Looking at those two spiritual positions, I had a faint bad premonition in my heart.

Two steps forward, I saw the words on it.

After just one glance, his head instantly "buzzed", and his whole body was cold.

The spiritual seat on the left reads:

"The Spiritual Seat of the Great Pillar of the Father's Field"

The spiritual seat on the right reads:

"The Spirit of the Mother Clam Position"

This kid turned out to be the son of that old way! Although I haven't seen the name on the right, it's not hard to tell from its obvious ethnic surname that it's the old Gu girl's name!

Turns out they really have a fucking son!

No matter how stupid I am, I can understand by now that this is a fucking revenge against me and Shen Mo!

If you give your father, mother, and son a spoonful of stew, can you still let the family take revenge?

Seeing this, my heart was relieved. It is a natural thing for people to come to me to avenge my father, mother, and son, and if I can't fight him and die in his hands, it is really not wronged at all.

But I didn't seem to see the third spiritual position just now, why didn't this guy get a spiritual position for his son?

Look at the way he looks, and think about the kid again.

Well, I'm afraid the man is a cheap dad!

After the man did all this, he suddenly turned his head and looked in my direction. I don't know if he can see me, but I recognize his eyes.

He was the man who dragged the garbage bag into the hospital basement that night!