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Chapter 932 'Pseudo-Human Memories' (22)

"We saw the end!
It is also the first! "

The dummy left a cold mechanical voice, and its jelly-like 'body' 'melted' on the door shackles, and disappeared without a trace!
It's 'dead'!

Perhaps one day in the future, Su Wu could meet it again after being reincarnated from the intestines of the Sanqing!

"The last...and the first..." Su Wu murmured as he looked at the bloody corpse on the door.

The door of a dark cabinet opened.

Binding Guisuo dragged the 'Zhu Yuming Living Corpse', which had been tortured to the point where it was barely human, and imprisoned it on the door panel.

Zhu Yuming's living corpse has shed the past memories of several imitators, and it seems to have returned to the most essential state of a dummy, attached to Zhu Yuming's corpse, maintaining dead silence, like a wax figure.

Su Wu shaved off the living corpse's hair, and as the corpse began to rot and ooze red and green pus, a jelly-like human figure emerged from the surface of the dead corpse—it was still imprisoned by the door panel, its limbs It opened and pressed the rotten corpse under it, silent and motionless.

A dummy in such a state cannot communicate normally with it at all.

As for whether there is a certain way of communication between the dummy, Su Wu is also unable to ascertain.

Holding the scissors in one hand and the pliers in the other, he inserted the scissors under the jelly-like translucent dummy'skin. When the scissors were opened and closed, a layer of 'skin' on the dummy's body was cut off by the scissors. It was picked up by the pliers and torn from it.

The off-white, jelly-like 'skin', after being torn off, melted and disappeared like heated ice, leaving only a transparent shadow like a silk thread on the floor of the execution chamber—— Su Wu stared at the shadow that was as thin as a gossamer, but under the tolerance of the Eight Consciousness Heart King, the shadow only melted faster!

Su Wu's six-day ghost eyes suddenly opened between his brows!

The three pupils gathered as one, staring at the rapidly melting shadow on the ground!
The very thin shadow finally stopped 'melting', and some colorful pictures flashed into Liu Tian's ghost eyes——

In the mottled black and white screen.

From time to time, there are snowflake noises that either extend horizontally, pass through vertically, or spread in pieces and clusters all over the screen.

The sound of rustling, rustling came to Su Wu's ears.

This scene made Su Wu feel like watching old movies and old cameras.

He remembered that when he first came into contact with "Heart Ape Fist", he felt "Heart Ape Fist" by watching similar videos, and then learned "Heart Ape Fist".

Heart Ape Fist originated from the "Shen Da Pai".

What is the relationship between Shendapai and a certain period of the Qing Dynasty?
Su Wu focused on two things, his thoughts were spinning in his mind, and he was able to separate his mind to quickly look at the pictures that flashed in his mind.

From time to time, the gray and black picture with flashes of snowflake noise gradually brightened up.

A ray of light runs through the center line of the picture—in the light, a group of towering buildings appears, and the 'light' splits to both sides, covering the whole picture.

The hazy buildings with only towering outlines finally became clear.

Majestic palaces appeared in Su Wu's eyes.

People wearing the costumes of court guards and court eunuchs whose colors are unclear, but whose style appeared in various more refined Qing palace dramas, wear round-eave helmets, or hold knives and guns, or carry whisks, and line up in several teams. They walked under the stone steps and corridors of the palaces in a staggered manner.

"...Give me the card..." A shrill voice sounded in the ear of 'Su Wu'.

Su Wu understood that this was the voice heard by the real master of a certain past memory contained by the dummy—the imitator in a certain period of the Qing Dynasty.

When the 'imitated' heard the thin, vague, somewhat distorted voice, he quickly turned his head and looked to one side, where the eunuch with a fuzzy face, a dust whisk, and more elegant clothes was standing there.

'He' took out a token from his waist, and a few pieces of silver, and handed them to the eunuch.

The eunuch weighed the silver, nodded, and let it go with a wave.

Taking advantage of the time when the imitator turned his head, Su Wu saw: 'he' was pulling a row cart, the row cart was covered with a thick quilt, and there was something under the quilt, bulging The piles are as high as hills.

Pulled by the imitator, he walked into the magnificent and solemn palace complex.

'He' found a corner, stopped the cart, moved a Maza from the cart, and sat in the corner with his hands in his hands.

Not long ago.

Many well-dressed men with 'flower feathers on top' got off their sedan chairs in front of the main entrance on the opposite side, and walked into the palace together. 'Gather here.

The identities of these people who wear flower feathers on their heads, are dressed in court uniforms made of animals and officials, and have arrow sleeves made of colorful silk and satin are self-evident, and they are all court officials participating in the court meeting!
Su Wu was momentarily at a loss.

What are these court dignitaries doing around a man pulling a cart?
The 'imitated' is much more agile than the 'bystander' at this time, 'he' deftly lifts off the thick quilt on the side of the cart, and a cloud of hot air gushes out.

Under the thick quilt, there are boxes of fat, steaming steamed buns!
'He' took a stack of oil paper, rolled it into a cone shape in his hand, picked up big meat buns, and handed them to the gathered court officials, who nodded and dropped a few pieces Silver, hold the buns and go to the side to enjoy.

Three to five boxes full of big buns were sold out by the "imitated" in a short time!
Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
At this time, bursts of sound like firecrackers sounded from the depths of the palace.

Su Wu was stunned for a moment, and then realized that it was the sound of 'quiet whip'.

The court meeting is about to begin.

The civil and military officials adjusted their appearance and walked slowly into the palace group.

The 'imitated' packed up the oil paper scattered all over the floor, or the leftovers, or the big meat buns that hadn't been touched at all, pulled up the cart, and hurried to the corner door.

The ministers in the palace have already stood in silence inside and outside the hall.

A team of eunuchs and court ladies hurried out from the sideways, approaching the cart of the 'imitated'.

On the sedan chair surrounded by court ladies and eunuchs, the curtains of the car suddenly opened, and a beautiful and bright face appeared in the car window——"the imitated person" suddenly smiled "hehehe" when he saw that face several times.

The laugh was low, sinister, and full of malice.

This laughter rang in the deepest part of this mottled memory.

The screen suddenly fades away.

Su Wu suddenly understood—the person who sells buns in the palace garden, where is the "imitated person"? !

It's already a fake!

That dummy walked into the forbidden palace.

Even face to face with concubines in the forbidden palace——

What happened after that? !

What will happen? !

Su Wu's pupils constricted!

He stared at the 'dummy' who had been stripped of a layer of skin by himself, and the scissors in his hands moved again, piercing into the dummy's chest again, separating the next layer of 'skin'!
That layer of skin was peeled off, and after falling to the ground, it melted like snow without leaving any traces.

Not even a broken image remains.

Seeing this, Su Wu manipulated the scissors again to peel off the next layer of 'skin' of the 'dummy'.

The jelly-like, translucent body of the 'pseudo-man' is covered with many layers of 'skin'. Su Wu used torture to separate its skin layer by layer. Its body shrinks continuously, and the translucent skin scattered around They melted one after another, but no trace was left behind.

Until Su Wu peeled off the last layer of skin of this dummy——

The nearly transparent skin was slowly peeled off, and a pale head appeared under the skin.

The head's skin is pale, its lips are purple, and the rest of its facial features are blurred and cannot be seen clearly—it has 'two heads' combed, and many black and white beads and flowers are adorned on the hair on the crown—it looks like Like an image in a black and white world, when Su Wu peeled off the last layer of skin and looked at it——

A pair of eyes opened out of nowhere!
Those eyes were full of chilling malice, staring at Su Wu.

The purple lips on the head suddenly opened: "We have seen the end!
It is also the first! "

hum!
The punishment room suddenly trembled and shook violently!
The black and white woman's head was full of cracks in this violent tremor, and suddenly collapsed and disappeared without a trace!
"Om!" Su Wu uttered the truth!

The boundless white light turned into a roulette, surrounded him, and exploded outward!

The white light cascades and expands, suppressing the tremors in the punishment room and making everything calm!
His brows were erected, his pupils rolled, and he murmured to himself, "Eyes, they are eyes..."

The 'pseudo-person' does not come from the intestines of Sanqing, or 'Fat Gui', it comes from a pair of 'eyes' - Mingzhou Ligui, who is most related to 'eyes', is undoubtedly 'Eye Gui'!
But is the tricky eye the source of the 'pseudo-person'? !
Su Wu was not sure!
What he can be sure of is that the 'Zhu Yuming Pseudoman' is a big fish he caught. Unfortunately, he only got a few clues from this big fish, but it is difficult to prevent this 'big fish' from self-destructing. After a person self-destructs, he will definitely enter the 'samsara' again, but Su Wu may not be able to meet the other party again!
The black cabinet opened again.

The next living corpse with a dummy attached was imprisoned on the door panel.

Su Wu started another interrogation.

The flames in the penalty room flickered.

The living corpses imprisoned on the door panel kept decomposing, turning into dead corpses, and being cleaned up constantly.

The 'pseudo-human skin' on the ground kept piling up and melting.

Sometimes one or two wisps of gossamer memory are left behind;

Sometimes it melts down to nothing.

Su Wu browsed through a fragmented memory of a "red-haired Chinese painter", who was painting a certain princess's Shih Tzu;
Browsing a memory of a street beggar who fought with other beggars for snatching a rich businessman's drunken vomit;

Browsing a memory of a whore...

This chaotic segment of video has no beginning and no end, and the clues provided to Su Wu are also chaotic and disorderly, and it is impossible to organize them in an orderly manner. After browsing through these memories, he can only be sure of one thing: the fake person It really infiltrated into the court at that time, and had close contact with the royal family at that time!

(End of this chapter)