This TV is very small, only about a dozen inches, and there is no remote control.

If you want to change the channel, there is a handle on the side of the TV screen that is specially used to adjust the channel, and you can change the channel as long as you twist the handle.

"Rustle..."

The TV was turned on, first there was a rustling sound, the picture was full of snowflakes, Fang Jin turned the handle of the converter with his hand, and then, the picture finally became clearer.

It was a cell-like place, and a man was tied to a chair in the middle, a young white man of about twenty years of age.

The young white man's limbs were tied to his chair, and a pair of frightened eyes looked around, not a howl or two.

But for some reason, the young man's voice did not come out of the TV, and he could only see his mouth shape and movements.

The cell was not very large, but the walls around it were covered with execution objects, and some of the torture instruments were stained with dark purple blood.

Fang Jin looked at the place in the upper left corner of the TV screen, where the time of a circle was displayed, 13:21:36, and the last 36 became 35 in the next second.

Seeing this time, Fang Jin guessed that the picture in the TV should not be broadcast in real time, but replayed, and that time represents the time of playback.

After about ten minutes, I saw that the white young man in the picture suddenly looked extremely frightened, moving his hands and feet to break free from the rope on his body.

Fang Jin knew that someone should be coming. Sure enough, after a while, I saw a man in a gray leather coat, a bloated figure with a hood that only leaked out of his eyes, appear in the frame.

The man was like a butcher, with a leather skirt around his waist and two pairs of cotton gloves on his broad palms.

The butcher stepped forward to look at the young man, who was yelling at something, but the butcher paid no attention to it, and only tore the young man's mouth open with his hand, and then observed the young man's mouth as if he were picking a horse.

After that, the butcher went to the wall of the cell, looked at the torture instrument in front of him, pondered for a while, and then picked up a small scimitar like a scalpel.

There is nothing to say about the next, it is nothing more than the set of peeling the skin and removing the bones, if ordinary people see it, they may be scared half to death, but for Fang Jin, condiments are not counted.

The butcher seemed to have done it countless times, and without the slightest hesitation, he quickly divided the whole living person into different parts, and then carefully placed the flesh and blood in different wooden boxes one by one.

It was like a ritual, Fang Jin had an idea in his heart after reading it, this was not an ordinary anger or perverted killing, but a sacrificial ritual.

The scene continues, and after the young man's everything has been packed up, a white woman is also sent in.

This time, the executioner was not a butcher, but another strange man who was a little thin but more than two meters tall, and again, the strange man was covered in clothing, and when he came to the cell, he first removed the white woman's clothes, and then made a cut in her abdomen.

Then he took out a glass jar from his arms, took out a long worm like an earthworm from it, and quickly threw it on the woman's abdomen.

The picture of the TV is very clear, Fang Jin can see that the sharp teeth like a sucker of the worm drilled into the wound of the woman's abdomen, the woman began to wail loudly, and her whole body twitched, but this did not stop the action of the bug, and in less than two seconds, the bug disappeared into the picture.

By the time the stranger took it out again, the whole worm had grown more than ten times larger, and the woman had turned into a dried corpse as if she had been sucked dry.

Later, the television showed different people being caught and then locked in cells and tortured to death by executioners, which showed a large number of rituals, and these captured people were sacrifices of some kind of creature.

Fang Jin tried to change to other channels again after watching a few, but after changing around, he found that this TV only had this one channel to watch, and the rest were snowflakes.

Sitting in the sand, Fang Jin thought to himself: "This town may also believe in a certain evil god, and then capture some humans as sacrifices, although this method is different from the giant snake evil god, but the purpose is the same, that is, I don't know if this evil god is the mysterious force that dominates room 1313." ”

Thinking of this, Fang Jin felt that he needed to investigate, and this body was just a clone, even if it was lost, it was nothing.

Just as he was thinking about how to investigate, the TV screen in front of him suddenly changed, and a person appeared in it, wrapped in dark brown bandages, like a mummy, and even his eyes and nose were entangled, as if he didn't need to breathe.

At this time, there was a voice on the TV.

"Brothers and sisters, we have a new ritual, this time I will especially select some ordinary brothers and sisters to perform, this will be the time for you to tell your respect for God, get ready, to begin."

As soon as the words fell, there was a knock on Fang Jin's door.

"Knock knock."

Very powerful voice, but it seemed so abrupt in the silent night, Fang Jin sat quietly for a while, then turned off the TV that had changed back to the picture, came to the door softly, opened the lock, and opened the door without the slightest hesitation.

It was still drizzling outside, the sky had completely darkened, the clouds had obscured the moon, and there was no light on the streets.

However, Fang Jin could still see clearly that in front of him stood an extremely burly man, more than two meters tall, the strong man stood quietly, like a stone statue, and even the sound of breathing and heartbeat seemed to be absent.

It wasn't until Fang Jin opened the door and took a step forward that a voice sounded, "Michael, the ceremonial candidate." ”

After the stiff voice was finished, the strong man turned around and stepped into the rain, and began to walk towards the depths of the street, Fang Jin didn't say anything, and followed after closing the door.

There was not a glimmer of light on the streets, and even with good eyesight, he couldn't see anything a meter away, Fang Jin followed the strong man closely, recalling in his mind the route he had seen about the town during the day, and they were now rushing towards the pier in the north of the town.

The town was not big, and the speed of the strong man was not slow, and after about ten minutes, Fang Jin smelled the salty smell of the seawater, and at the same time heard a noisy sound.

"Young men, about five, plain American English, one person was injured."

Before he arrived at the place, Fang Jin already understood the general situation.