Luo Binhan threw away the teacup and rushed towards the studio downstairs.
The scream just stopped suddenly and lasted less than two seconds, but Luo Binhan was sure that it was the sound of the wine-red ponytail. Although he didn't know what trouble the little crazy girl got into, the movement was obviously not a good sign.
He dashed down stairs and hallways, shouldering open the heavy iron doors of his studio.
"Hey, calm down! We will compensate you..."
What caught his sight were countless crimson rivulets.
The stone floor indoors has been worn until it turns white, and the dents left by heavy objects are gradually being filled with blood. Tracing those red lines, he saw a burgundy ponytail lying on a stone platform. The sculptor held her neck with one hand, and held the carving knife in the other hand, with the tip of the knife sinking into her chest.
The blade was deeply pierced because the burgundy ponytail was desperately holding the handle to resist, and blood was pouring out from between her fingers. She was trying so hard that she couldn't even scream.
Luo Binhan rushed forward. He punched the sculptor on the shoulder with his fist, sending him flying several meters, and then checked the injury on the burgundy ponytail.
"I'm fine..." the burgundy ponytail said breathlessly, "I want to see that wall... he... he suddenly hugged me... I told him to get away, and he..."
Luo Binhan pulled down her collar to make sure that the wound on her chest was very shallow and would not be life-threatening. However, her palm was deeply scratched by a carving knife, and thick blood flowed from it, mixed with a little black stone chips.
He tore off his coat, bandaged her briefly, and then asked her to raise her hands to stop the bleeding.
"Are you injured anywhere else?" he asked. There was so much blood on the floor that it looked like someone had been murdered.
The burgundy ponytail shook his head. Luo Binhan wanted to ask more questions, but the young sculptor he knocked away had already stood up. He grabbed the carving knife and staggered towards the two of them.
Luo Binhan pulled the burgundy ponytail behind him, picked up the stone chisel hammer next to him and warned: "Be honest, just stand where you are and don't move."
The other party stood still. He looked up at Luo Binhan, his expression calm and soothing.
"I didn't do it." He said patiently, "Just now your companion wanted to smash these statues, but I didn't allow it, so she wanted to attack me with a knife..."
"He's lying!" The burgundy ponytail shouted, "I didn't do anything! He attacked me unilaterally!"
They both held their own opinions and stared at each other through Luo Binhan. Luo Binhan held the hammer of judgment in his hand and watched the sculptor intently, but at the same time, he also quietly guarded against the burgundy ponytail behind him.
"Okay, I suggest that we all calm down." Luo Binhan said, "Don't worry about who did it first. I just want to know where so much blood on the ground came from? Did you two team up to kill who first?" "
He noticed that the expression of the sculptor opposite him immediately stiffened. As if he had caught some key evidence, the wine-red ponytail immediately shouted: "It's his blood! I stabbed his back when I resisted just now... He is a monster who is not afraid of pain!"
The sculptor immediately rushed forward with a knife. Luo Binhan ducked to avoid it and punched the opponent on the back of the head. At this moment, he was still full of doubts about this matter, so he was unwilling to kill him. He just wanted to subdue this strange sculptor first.
That punch hit the target firmly, enough to knock any strong man unconscious on the spot. But what surprised Luo Binhan was that the other party was still awake and turned his head to look at him.
This action caused the sculptor's neck to turn a full 180 degrees, and the neck bones made a crisp sound.
Luo Binhan stood frozen in shock, and then found a carving knife inserted deep into the other person's back. Most of the hilt of the knife was not pierced into the vest, and there was no doubt that the injury was fatal. The impact of that picture made him forget to pay attention to his feet, and he almost tripped over a certain stone.
The sculptor stabbed him in the eye with his knife. He turned his head to avoid the tip of the knife and staggered back a few steps. The opponent still wanted to pursue, but was forced back by the hammer he swung.
Luo Binhan retreated to the wall and calmed his heartbeat.
"What the hell are you?" he asked sharply.
The sculptor looked at him with his neck crooked, his face pale and his eyes distracted, like a walking corpse. But when he spoke, his voice was still calm and gentle: "This is just a misunderstanding, sir."
"What a misunderstanding!" Luo Binhan said, waving his hammer, "Look at yourself. What kind of misunderstanding is this? A misunderstanding from the underworld?"
"I don't know what you are talking about." The sculptor with a broken neck replied warmly, "You must be too tired and need a rest."
Luo Binhan blinked hard several times. He was sure that he was not dreaming, but it was hard to say whether he was crazy or not. Countless questions were swirling in his head, making him unable to figure out how the situation could suddenly become like this.
"Believe me." The sculptor said, "No matter what you see now, it is not real, it is just an illusion formed by the fear in your heart. The world is just a projection, the universe is just a dream, you don't need to worry about it. If This is not a dream, how did you end up in such a strange situation?"
Luo Binhan looked at him blankly, feeling that he was a little convinced. He hesitated to put down the hammer, and then the burgundy ponytail began to kick his legs violently.
"Don't listen to his nonsense, you weak, smelly savage!" she screamed angrily, "The reality is that he is a monster! Now prepare to kill us all! Use your hammer to kill him quickly, otherwise Just take my place!"
After saying that, she rushed to the side and tried to lift a sledgehammer half an arm's length. It was obviously beyond her strength, so she put her hand into her pocket again, took out a handful of dry and shrunken leaves, and lit it on fire in front of the other two people.
The burning dry leaves gave off a fishy stench.
The sculptor suddenly let out a terrifying roar. The sound was not human at all, but like the howling of wind echoing in a cave.
"No burning!" he shouted angrily, "Stop! Stop! No burning!"
His cheeks began to twitch, revealing deep pain and sadness. Then he threw away the carving knife and rushed towards the bunch of burning dried leaves like crazy.
Luo Binhan stepped forward and hit him on the head with a hammer. The sculptor's head suddenly collapsed, but he still persisted in trying to grab Zhu Ye. Luo Binhan had no choice but to grab his neck, drag him into the material warehouse deep in the studio and tie him up tightly. After he got out, he locked the door of the warehouse and blocked the door of the material warehouse with a pile of semi-finished stone sculptures.
After doing all this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the ground to regain consciousness. The wine-red ponytail held the pile of dried drowned leaf ashes and leaned next to him silently.
Luo Binhan glanced at her tiredly: "Tell me what's going on?"
"He attacked me. Didn't you see it all?"
"I only saw the second half." Luo Binhan said bluntly, "But why did he attack you for no reason?"
"How do I know? Do you still think it's my fault? I just came in to take a look, and then he hugged me and sniffed at the back of my neck! I was terrified at the time!"
When she said this, Luo Binhan couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. The burgundy ponytail immediately asked angrily: "What do you mean?"
"Nothing. I just remember that some people said half a day ago that they would be kidnapped and taken to a small warehouse. This is probably called wishes coming true."
Luo Binhan used his arm to protect the kick to his crotch, and then continued: "No matter what this thing is, he must have been fine before today. And you were almost killed after being alone with him for five fucking minutes at most. How on earth did you do that?”
"I told you I didn't do anything! I just wanted to see the carvings on the stone wall, and he agreed..."
Luo Binhan turned his head when he heard this and saw a black stone wall with a length and width of three meters in the deepest part of the studio. The dust sheet covering the wall had been pulled down at this time, and an unusually tall goddess statue was embossed on the exposed stone wall. The statue only completed its torso and head, and its hands and feet seemed to be trapped in the stone, waiting to be liberated by the creator's blade.
The overall outline of the idol is beautiful. The body is strong and strong, the lines are thick and powerful, and it has a kind of wild and alien beauty. However, her face was deformed and her eyes were disproportionately large, almost like a dragonfly head.
This strange-faced goddess is not even naked, but it will not cause any evil thoughts. That's not because her face ruins the beauty, but because her perfect body has been broken from the abdomen. The open uterus is filled with broken cocoon butterflies. They crawl out of the goddess's abdomen and cover most of her body. body. The remains of the goddess and the butterflies she gave birth to together constitute this extremely shocking and terrifying relief work.
Luo Binhan stared at her in confusion for a while. He felt as if there was real life hidden under the stone form, and butterflies would flap their wings and fly away at any time, engulfing the entire room in the powder of colorful wings.
He wanted to feel that feeling more clearly, but then the doorbell rang. It tinkled and sang, making it very clear that someone was home in the house.
Luo Binhan ran out with the burgundy ponytail. Through the surveillance video in the living room, they found several strange men standing at the door. They were all well-dressed, holding guns and knives in their hands, looking up at the surveillance cameras and smiling.
"Hello, dear neighbor." The leading man said in a calm and polite tone, "We want to visit you today. Can you come in now?"
