Paranoid Love Poem [Quick Transmigration]

The candlelight climbed up the wall little by little, and the dark blood meandered down. The small river hidden in the human body collapsed out of the body, diverted by protruding stones and moss, like a half-melted red coral.

The mask that fell under the feet has long since lost a little bit of gold, only sticky red.

Kane's pretty face was ugly, and a nail with a diameter of about two centimeters pierced his heart and nailed him to the wall.The weird nail was thick and long, and only one round nail head was left exposed.The spurts of blood, the secret burnt smell, and the pain suffered by every nerve were clearly written on his distorted facial features.

"Well, it's quite aesthetically pleasing." Bai Di praised.The gloved left hand scrutinizes the body as if it were a work of body art awaiting identification.

Turning over the torn clothes around the nail, the smell of paste hits the face.There was no blood from the wound, because the flesh was charred black.Bai Di said: "His wound is ripe, and the surface of the nail is very hot. Hey, you said that the murderer heated the nail first in order to torture Kane? Wouldn't it be hot to hold it?"

As he spoke, he suddenly noticed the round nail head stuck on Kane's chest like a terrible badge.There was a pattern engraved on the round flat head, and Ji Churong approached with a lamp, and the pattern was shrouded in light, giving birth to a strange majesty.

The gallows hangs below the ring ruler, which is engraved with fine scales.

Bai Di narrowed his eyes and murmured, "Weigh the sins in the soul."

While looking around, Ji Churong turned around and said, "What?"

"This pattern." Bai Di pointed to Kane's scorched wounds and limbs that were already stiff but still showing convulsions, and said, "There is also this way of death, which reminds me of a third-rate novel in the nineteenth century." novel."

"That novel describes a goddess of judgment. She holds a long nail in her left hand and a hammer in her right hand, and crucifies the criminals alive." Bai Di said, holding Kane's body with one hand, and forcibly pulling the nail A few centimeters out, flesh and blood fell to the ground, making a sticky sound.Bai Di wiped off the blood on the nail body with his gloves, and said: "Look, there are scales on the nail body. The more serious the crime, the deeper the nail penetrates. In order to ensure that the criminal will bear the punishment clearly, when the hammer hits the nail, the nail will The body releases thunder and lightning, and the lightning that penetrates the whole body constantly awakens the consciousness of the sinner. There is also a saying that the nail is to punish the body, and the lightning whips the soul, and it penetrates the soul together, even death cannot help the sinner escape."

The scale under the head of the nail showed that the nail was at least six inches long.Whole body submersion is a heinous crime that cannot be forgiven.

"Hahahahaha——" Bai Di's shoulders trembled, the face under the mask was so pale that there was no trace of color, the hair was white, the eyelashes were white, the eyes were white, the skin was white, and even the lips were bloodless. The whiteness is too strong, he seems to be a lifeless existence without blood.

Visible malice appeared in the holy and innocent white, Bai Di squinted his eyes, smelled the lingering burnt and blood in the air, grinned and said: "Because the methods are too fierce and cruel, many translations will judge the two words later. Translated into revenge. Dirty, twisted, killing, resentment..."

It's the taste of revenge.

Ji Churong frowned, not understanding Bai Di's excitement, he said: "You seem to appreciate this approach."

"..." Bai Di stopped laughing, and lightly tapped the pattern on the nail head with his index finger, the gap between the ruler and the notch of the hanging rope was covered with blood, he said: "It's just empathy."

"Don't worry, I can't do this step yet." In other words, this step is no longer possible.Bai Di stared at Ji Churong, his pure white eyes reflected the color of this person alone, which was his only color.

"As long as my redemption is by my side, I will not do stupid things."

The entire nail was completely pulled out, and Kane's body lost its only support and slid off the wall.

The spike scale was buried in flesh and blood, emitting a strong stench.The two continued to go down, turned this corner, and the horror of the basement climbed up the steps, waiting for them in the darkness.

What I saw before my eyes made my scalp tingle.

'The host...a lot of people...no, a lot of corpses! 'The system wants to strike, wants to return to the surface.

Bai Di looked dignified, and the black mist blended into the darkness and spread quietly, forming a barrier in front of the two of them.

Severed limbs covered the stairs, and pieces of meat and bones were everywhere.

Every twenty steps, a corpse knelt down facing the wall. It was not accurate to say that it was facing the wall. They all had no heads, and their necks were cut neatly, as if they had been cut off by a sharp weapon.Not only is there no head, but the palm is also bare, leaving only the palm, and all five fingers are gone.

Countless severed fingers were scattered at the bottom of the wall, and more than 20 love poems were written in blood on the wall.The flesh and blood on the section of the finger was worn away, revealing the cold white bones.

'Master, the writing on the wall is a letter found in the maid's room. '

Those excerpts of love poems from famous writers were copied on the bloody wall with the fingers of corpses.

'Where did their heads go? 'The system bit the bullet and scanned the surrounding area, only found the severed finger, but what about the head, where is the head?

I couldn't bear to scare it, but it couldn't think about asking, Ji Churong said: "Didn't you just see the head?" '

After such a reminder, the face on the wall appeared before the eyes again, and the system did not want to speak.

The long nails came in handy at this time. Ji Churong used the nails to push the corpses to the wall and clear a path.

This number, this penitent gesture, these corpses, were most likely wedding guests.

The smell of blood was too strong, Ji Churong strengthened his perception, and the blood he smelled was more than ten times that of ordinary people.After walking another hundred steps, the twenty love poems have been written long ago, the fonts are distorted and transformed into hate characters one by one, and the confessing corpses facing the wall are becoming more and more mutilated.

Ji Churong was gradually out of breath, he had to breathe hard, and then inhaled more suffocating stench.

Sensing Ji Churong's strangeness, Bai Di suddenly said: "I've already descended two hundred floors. Judging from the depth, I'm afraid I haven't finished halfway. Now that Kane has been found, it's better to turn back and make a long-term plan."

They have been down for a long time, and Ji Churong is also a little worried about the situation outside.The two turned back and walked back. It was much easier to go back than to go down. The road that had been traveled eliminated the fear of the unknown, saving at least half of the time compared to the time when they came.

At some point, the dance party had already ended, and after the sound of the music disappeared, the villa was completely silent.

However, in the dead silence, there was another kind of bustle. There were voices in the dining room.

Chen Ce and the others gathered around the dining table, and the old lady of Rothrien was also there. The maid stood at the door, her eyes swept over Bai Di who was wearing the mask, and stopped on Ji Churong, saying, "Where did Mr. Ji go? We all Waiting for your return."

"Just walked around." Ji Churong looked at Chen Ce and the others, and said, "What are you doing here?"

"The sideshow after the ball." Chen Ce yawned, noticed the people around Ji Churong, and said, "Brother, isn't this the person who asked you to dance?"

Are there any living people besides them at the ball? Countless complicated eyes fell on Ji Churong and Bai Di.

Ji Churong ignored Chen Ce, and when Chen Ce spoke, Bai Di exuded a dangerous aura, and he had an intuition that it was best not to start a conversation between the two of them.

Wen Qiusheng explained aloud: "We are going to play a trial game together. Susan will act as the prosecutor's lawyer, the old lady will act as the judge, and we will act as the prisoners under trial. When one of us is on trial, the others will act as jury members. The prosecution lawyer read the guilt of the prisoner, and then the jury discussed the vote to convict." She paused, and said the most incomprehensible part of the game: "The rule of the game is that the person with the most votes wins."

That is, the person with the most sin in the eyes of all wins.

Xia Qing sneered and said, "Chen Ce, the rules of this game are specially set up for you."

Ever since the photo incident, Xia Qing's emotions have never been right.Chen Ce retorted, "It's better than you hiding." He glanced at the others and teased, "Maybe, everyone is hiding."

"What's the reward for the winner?" Ji Churong asked bluntly.

It was the maid who answered him.

"One request." The maid said: "No matter what request you make, you can meet it, including leaving here."

What an attractive condition.

Using this as bait, it's no wonder even Chen Ce got involved.There are strange things in the rules of the game, which are obviously not good for them, but they have to take risks.

Judgment game...judgment...spikes.

"Interesting, can I join in?" Bai Di's flirtatious tone once again attracted attention, and his mask blocked all prying eyes, he said: "I'm curious, what crime will this lady lawyer proclaim, and what evidence will she use to convict her. "

"There is no evidence." The maid said coldly: "I believe that since you dare to participate in this game, you must have something to rely on. In this case, everything I said can be regarded as nonsense."

Speaking of this, she smiled, her face was really strange, her eyes and face seemed out of step, and the indifference in her eyes made that smile extraordinarily weird.

"After all, it's just a game."

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In clockwise order, Xia Qing is the first.

The maid came to the end of the long table, her voice piercing the dining room.

"On a certain day in a certain year, a 30-year-old woman was found committing suicide in a rental house."

There wasn't even a specific time. As soon as these words came out, Xia Qing clasped the armrest of the chair tightly. She tried her best to remain calm and lowered her eyes, as if she was listening to a story that had nothing to do with her.

"After investigation, it was found that this woman was the ex-wife of the owner of a private company. During the marriage, her husband was unfaithful to her and took care of a young lady. She spends a lot of money every year for her lover to travel around and hold film festivals. Even so, the man Unintentionally divorced his wife. Later, the woman was kidnapped, and the kidnappers brutally abused her. She was not rescued from the devil's den until two days later. However, the misery of this woman did not stop here. After leaving the devil's den, a large number of her private photos , The video was released on the public network. Since then, the world has been a purgatory for her."

When she said this, the audience recalled those flying photos, the painful and crying faces of women in the photos.Unexplained gazes enveloped Xia Qing, and her hands hidden under the tablecloth twitched unnaturally.

"In the end, the man divorced his wife. The marriage broke down, his reputation was ruined, and his relatives and friends betrayed one by one. The person who caused all this traveled and had fun, and took pictures of the victims with the camera that brought her endless pain. People go after photos."

"Miss Xia Qing, you and the man you love are finally together, are you happy?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Xia Qing's eyes fell on the table, and a twisted persistence shot out of her eyes. This kind of persistence made her answer full of confidence, as if she was the most innocent person who was suffering the most. Bad framing.

"I don't care if you understand or not. After all, it's just a game." The maid swept everyone present one by one, and said, "What I care more about is the result of the jury's vote. Ladies and gentlemen, please make your decision." Supreme vote."