This time Lonnie and I sneaked into Dink's studio to find out the secrets in the album. Maybe there would be clues about the man in black robe.
Using the light of a flashlight, I saw that the first few pages of the album were similar to the cover, showing scenes of children playing. Although the painting style was more abstract and weird, overall, there was nothing too surprising.
I continued to look back, and suddenly, a very impactful picture appeared in my sight, which made me tremble in my heart and almost dropped the flashlight on the ground.
The owner of this picture is a female corpse lying on her back in a bathtub. She has been dead for an unknown period of time. The female corpse's eyes are bulging, her whole body has swollen, her seven orifices are covered with maggots, and even the bathtub beneath her is covered with worms. Already filled with maggots!
Disgusting, weird, scary!
This was my first feeling when I saw this picture.
This Dink family is simply a pervert! How twisted is one's psychology to draw such a horrific painting?
I endured my nausea and continued to read back.
The pictures that followed were each more bizarre and more serious than the last.
There are male corpses that were run over by cars, with their internal organs flowing all over the ground; there are female corpses that were cut into eight pieces; there are also victims who were tied to copper pillars and burned by the fire and turned into ashes...
After flipping through it, my hand stopped on another picture.
This is a male corpse lying on the ground that has long since turned into a skeleton. Compared with the bloody scenes in front of it, a skeleton is nothing.
But what makes me curious is that the skeleton's clothes give me a very familiar feeling.
Red jacket, blue sweatpants, black hiking boots...
Looking at the skeleton's clothes, my heart suddenly moved. I recalled, wasn't this what He Jiafu was wearing when he was dealing with Feitou Zang in Wangjiazhuang?
If my guess is correct, this skeleton represents He Jiafu, which means that each of the portraits I just saw represents a victim!
Thinking of this, a bone-chilling chill penetrated my whole body. I subconsciously raised my head and shined the flashlight on the portrait on the wall.
In the darkness, the women in the portraits still maintained their daytime smiles, but under the flashlight light, I found that their lips seemed to be getting scarleter, and the skin on their faces began to show a greenish color, as if there was something corrupt. The liquid seems to be gushing out of the skin...
This scene was so weird that even I felt trembling in my heart. I couldn't help but hold a flashlight and retreat.
As soon as I took two steps back, I felt that my toes seemed to touch a soft body. I was so startled that my heart trembled. I took out a talisman and was about to take a photo of it.
"Sh-you're crazy!"
Lonnie stood opposite me, staring at me seriously.
I was a little embarrassed, so I quickly put the talisman away and said, "Ni, I just saw..."
"I've already seen it."
Lonnie pointed to the picture album in my hand: "If I guess correctly, this is a kind of southern Xinjiang witchcraft, a skeleton illusion picture!"
Skeleton fantasy?
This is the first time I heard this name. Although I don’t understand this technique, I can tell from the name alone that this technique must be extremely evil!
"This skull illusion picture uses a special kind of paper as a painting tool. Under the blessing of witchcraft, the soul of a person can be absorbed into the picture, but the person who is captured will not notice anything."
Lonnie continued to explain: "The souls imprisoned in the portraits will gradually be refined and show a corrupt appearance. At this time, the captured souls themselves will also begin to be affected, and their shadows will become darker and darker. , His body became weaker and weaker until he died of exhaustion of energy and blood. If I guessed correctly..."
Lonnie said, pointing to the portraits on the wall: "The souls of these hanging on the wall have not been completely refined, so you will see that these portraits are still very bright, but they only faintly reveal a corrupt intention. .”
"And the souls in this album have been completely refined, which means that their living bodies have long been completely dead."
After listening to Lonnie's explanation, I finally figured out why He Jiafu appeared in this picture album, because he himself was one of the victims of this skeleton illusion picture!
In other words, the owner of Yuelai B&B, Dink, who calls himself a painter, is very likely to be the man in black robe we have been looking for!
However, according to our previous inference, this Dink family should be from the Hui family or the Huang family. How can they be proficient in this kind of southern Xinjiang evil arts?
While I was thinking about this problem, there was a sudden pop, and the incandescent light above my head turned on, and the entire studio suddenly seemed like daylight.
The door of the studio was opened, and the Dink family stood at the door, facing us with angry eyes.
"Who gave you the right to break into my studio!"
The Dink family's eyes were like daggers, staring at me, and their tone was aggressive.
But his tricks no longer work on me.
If we didn't know his background before and he was caught doing something wrong, I really don't know how to excuse myself.
But now that we have investigated the secret of the album and know the identity of the Dink family, I only feel a little funny when he pretends to be so righteous in front of us.
"Okay, Boss Ding, keep pretending like this, aren't you tired?"
I sneered, raised the picture album, and waved it in front of him.
"We already know your secret, what else do you have to say?"
Seeing the picture album in my hand, Ding Hakka became furious and immediately roared: "Give me back the picture album, I will kill you!"
As he said that, Dink raised his left hand, showed a bright short knife, and rushed towards me.
"Xiao Chengzi, I'll deal with him!"
As wizards from southern Xinjiang, the Dink family must have extraordinary methods. Lonnie was afraid that I would make a mistake, so she directly transformed into her true form and pounced towards the Dink family.
boom!
Lonnie slapped her palm, and there was only a roar, and the Dink family screamed and flew backwards, hit the door hard, and fell down again, with blood stains on her face!
I can't even get up!
this……
Looking at this one-sided situation, I was a little confused for a moment. Is this the only method the mysterious wizard from southern Xinjiang can use?
It doesn't look very powerful, I guess I can handle it myself.
"He is not a wizard from southern Xinjiang."
Lonnie returned to her human form, walked up to me, and said calmly.
I couldn't help but be stunned and asked: "Then who is he?"
"Just an ordinary person without any kung fu."
Now, I was even more surprised. If the Dink family were just ordinary people, then who was the wizard from southern Xinjiang who used the skull illusion picture?
