Chapter 17: Painted Skin

Odd.

Liu Tian pinched the time and waited outside the station, but he didn't wait for Wang Jia to come out.

He raised his hand and looked at the time, twenty minutes had passed, and even if the time to walk out of the station was counted, it would not have been possible for the high-speed train to be delayed for so long under normal circumstances.

Liu Tian took out his mobile phone and dialed the number, but he could only hear a busy signal: "The phone you dialed is on the phone, please dial it again later."

This is the third time he has called, but he has not been able to get through, Liu Tian looked at the station in front of him, and dialed another number: "Hey, are you there?" ”

"In!" Li Sheng's voice came from the microphone, compared to a few days ago, with Liu Tian's activity, his voice is now more energetic, as if he has dropped a big stone.

"Check the AE368 high-speed rail to see if there is an accident, and it has not arrived at the station." Liu Tian said calmly.

"Wait a minute, AE368 high-speed rail! Xiao Wu checked the running route for me. Li Sheng's high drink on the mobile phone was quite efficient for the special disaster prevention department, and it only took three minutes for the reply to arrive.

"According to our inquiries, AE368 arrived at the station twenty minutes ago, and is now ready to leave the station."

"Are you sure?" Liu Tian squinted, "My sister was in that car, I waited at the gate of the station for twenty minutes and they didn't get out of the station, and the phone didn't work, help me check the location of the 15641646541." ”

"Wait, a minute." Hearing that he had a relationship with Liu Tian's relatives, Li Sheng's efficiency was obviously a little better, saying that it was one minute, but in fact he came up with an answer in fifty seconds, "Her position is on the tram, and she has stayed for twenty minutes without moving." ”

"Stop the departure of that high-speed train, and I'll pick them up." Liu Tian frowned, cut off the phone directly, and continued to dial Wang Jia's phone while walking briskly to the station.

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"Ever heard the story of the painted skin?" When Wang Jia was forcibly dragged into the crowd by Zhang Bailing, he heard such a sentence.

The girl looked up and saw an old man in the middle of the crowd sitting cross-legged on the edge of the flower bed, telling an old ghost story, and it seemed that she had just happened to be the old man who was beginning to tell a new ghost story.

"Ghost stories, I don't like to hear them, let's go? I was a little scared. In fact, Wang Jia, who was a little timid, pulled Zhang Bailing's hand and said a little timidly.

"What are you afraid of?" Zhang Bailing grabbed Wang Jia's hand with his backhand and pointed to the sky, "Isn't your brother here yet?" It's time to pass the time, and then in the middle of the day, the scorching sun is over, and you don't have to be afraid of any demons and monsters. ”

"Okay, okay." In fact, Wang Jia, who has always been at a disadvantage in the relationship between the two, raised his head and looked at the blazing sky, bit his lip, and said.

The story in the old man's mouth is very simple, the plot is flat and there are no ups and downs, it tells the story of a hideous ghost in ancient times, dressed in the human skin painted with colored pens, dressed as a beloved beauty, and playing all kinds of deception to achieve the purpose of splitting people's stomachs and digging people's hearts.

However, unlike ordinary stories, in the end, the evil ghost was not recognized by anyone, nor was he killed, but continued to use the painted skin to play one beautiful woman after another, live in one family after another, do whatever he wants, and cholera in the world.

Although the story is a bit evil, it is not too new, but the old man's narration is really colorful, especially for how the evil ghost paints the skin, how to put on the skin, how to change others, and how to split the belly and dig out the heart, the relevant examples are vivid, which makes Wang Jia can't help but think of the scenes of those horror movies he watched when he was a child, and his heart is furious.

Especially with the old man's narration, a dark cloud floated from nowhere in the sky, obscuring the sun and blowing a yin wind, which added points to the authenticity of this horror story.

"It's terrifying! Let's get out of here, shall we? Wang Jia pulled Zhang Bailing's clothes again and whispered, "Otherwise, you continue to listen, and I'll wait for you in the back." ”

Zhang Bailing didn't reply immediately, but grabbed Wang Jia's hand, so that Wang Jia had no way to move, then turned his head and said with a smile: "Why are you leaving?" Isn't this a good story? ”

"yes? Why go? Isn't this a good story? With Zhang Bailing's inquiry, the original onlookers also turned their heads one by one and looked at Wang Jia with the same smile on their faces.

"You, what's the matter with you?" At this moment, Wang Jia also realized that something was wrong, and said tremblingly, reaching into his arms with one hand, trying to dial a phone number that was set as a speed dial on the way here.

"Oh, I see." But before Wang Jia could get through, Zhang Bailing on the side suddenly said, "It must be Jiajia, you think this story is too false and has no authenticity." ”

"But Jiajia, this story is more real than the others." As he spoke, Zhang Bailing's smile grew bigger and bigger, slowly cracking to the corners of his mouth, and finally slowly tearing one end up and one section down, completely tearing apart, leaking out the crimson muscle layer underneath.

"Ahh Seeing Zhang Bailing's changes, Wang Jia screamed in fright, and at this time, Zhang Bailing let go of her hand, causing her to fall to the ground with a weak ass.

"You, what are you?"

"What, you don't recognize me?" The skinless 'Zhang Bailing' opened his mouth and said, "I'm Zhang Bailing." ”

"No, no, no, no." Wang Jia shook her head again and again, her body couldn't help but tremble, her eyes were full of fear, her lips trembled slightly, and she stammered when she spoke.

"Why not?" 'Zhang Bailing' leaned down and knocked Wang Jia down completely, his mouth opened and closed, revealing a terrifying expression, the bloodshot in his eyes, the gradually growing fangs at the corners of his mouth, and the strange green tendons on his face, no matter which one he was, it was enough to scare Wang Jia to faint, but a powerful force always maintained her sobriety.

"Jiajia, don't be afraid, as long as you take off this layer of skin, you and I are the same, both are the same." As he spoke, 'Zhang Bailing''s mouth opened and closed, and he spit out a long tongue like a snake and licked it on Wang Jia's face, and the onlookers on the side also took off their restraints one after another, and kept coming towards her, stretching out their tongues with just thorns to lick her face.

Every time she licked it, Wang Jia felt a tingling pain in her skin, which seemed to be constantly leaving her, and the original fear disappeared little by little, as if she was becoming a creature like her as the 'Zhang Bailing' in front of her said.

But before this process had just begun, less than a tenth of it, countless thunderbolts fell from the sky, blasting all the little ghosts directly into powder with incomparable accuracy, and a loud shout like thunder exploded in the heavens and the earth: "Just little ghosts, dare to be so presumptuous, get out of me!" ”

"Brother?"