Those who work in the coffin shop

"How can I trust you?"

Looking at him, Qing Sang smiled bitterly, "Where did you hide your sister's body?"

Qing Yu's eyes were full of sadness, and the cute smile he used to have was gone, "Do you only care about Qing Ting? You don't care about my feelings for you?"

"Where is my sister's body!" Qing Sang raised her voice, her eyes gradually bloodshot, "I want you to tell the truth, if you lie to me, I will find it myself, but in the future, I will not return to Qing's house."

"Are you threatening me?" Qing Yu opened his eyes wide in shock, and then, an unspeakable sadness flooded his heart, and he whispered: "Qing Sang, you are too cunning, you know it well, as long as you want, I will refuse you nothing."

Qing Sang clenched her hands: "Then tell me, how did my sister die and where is her body?"

"Her corpse..."

Qing Yu raised his head, looked at the studio in front of him, and said quietly: "It's in these paintings."

"What did you say!?"

Xia Wan'er yelled in horror.

She firmly grasped Qing Sang's clothes, but when she looked up, she saw that Qing Sang's eyes were even colder.

He probably wouldn't be surprised by any answer now.He just looked at him coldly, without interrupting his words, waiting to learn more cruel truths from his brother's mouth.

Seeing Xia Wan'er's exaggerated reaction, Qing Yu couldn't help but smile.He pushed the wheelchair forward, kept his eyes fixed on Qingsang, and his thin lips slightly curled up, "Do you think I like painting? No, I never like it. I just have a broken leg and have no choice but to pass the time by painting." .I like to paint landscapes, which is fake. But I like to paint you, which is true."

Qing Sang stared at him, his words made him not even know how to refute.He only felt pain and absurdity, but looking at his expression, Qingyu smiled happily like a child who got candy: "I finally saw your expression, I have imagined countless times, when you know that I love you After your heart, what expression will you show, now, I see, Qing Sang, you don't know how happy I am."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Qing Sang shouted angrily but weakly, "This has nothing to do with my sister's death!"

"How come it doesn't matter?" Qing Yu still had a childlike expression, innocent and harmless, but he didn't know how much bloodthirsty killing intent and danger were hidden under such a face. He said lightly: "If It wasn't because of my feelings for you, I wouldn't have murdered Qing Ting. She wanted to match you and Xia Wan'er, how could I allow that? Didn't she like that good-looking man? If she asked me to make up for her, I would It's just that, with some special cosmetics, I made her the focus of the banquet that day, leaving a deep impression on that man's heart, so she should be satisfied? Even if she dies, she should thank me. "

"What special makeup, what did you do to her?"

Qing Yu pointed to the palette on the painting table in front of him, and said, "It's a paint made from human blood and seeds of poisonous flowers. I used this paint to put on Qing Ting's makeup once before, but it was just I did not expect Qing Ting to be so satisfied with the effect of makeup, I am also very happy."

"Human blood...poisonous flowers..."

Xia Wan'er's face was as pale as paper, her body trembled slightly, and her throat was a little dry: "How can you study this kind of paint, those human blood and poisonous flowers, could it be..."

"That's right, human blood is the missing people from Wuming Village and the company." Qing Yu said, "As for the poisonous flowers, it's much simpler. There are many plants in the yard, but you don't know them. I usually use human blood to kill people." Water those poisonous flowers, they all grow very well, you also know, father has a deal with female corpses, and this unnamed village has been buried for many years, it is really easy to find human blood and corpses, but I am tired of the old paint Yes, I want to develop a new kind of pigment, just Qing Ting's body can be used for my experiment, this time, I not only used her blood, I also used her body, I ground her bones into Powder, added to the paint, I believe that next time, my painting will be more realistic."

Hearing this, Xia Wan'er was about to vomit, but Qing Sang looked at him in pain, and even seemed struggling to speak: "Brother...are you crazy, how did you become like this, you use this kind of paint to paint, Why exactly?"

"If you want to know why, then I'll tell you."

Qing Yu laughed, and suddenly stretched out his hand slowly, he pressed half of his cheek and gently rubbed it.

In the studio, the atmosphere was suddenly eerily quiet.

This time, Xia Wan'er set a new level of shock again!

Her mouth was wide enough to hold a goose egg.Qing Sang watched quietly, but unknowingly, her fingertips dug deeply into her palm.

Qing Yu actually tore off half of his face!

Just like Qing Ting's face, half of Qing Yu's face was softly held in his hands.This is like the disguise technique in ancient costume dramas. The skin of the face is soft, smooth and fair. If Qing Yu hadn't held it in his hand, it would have fitted Qing Yu's face perfectly, without gaps, just like a piece of paper. Really shameless.

Perhaps, it was originally a real face.However, it was cut off by Qing Yu from its owner's face, made into a half sheet, and then stuck to his face tightly.

And at this moment, the half of Qing Yu's face exposed to the air was actually burnt by the fire, showing a hideous and terrifying appearance.Those skins were wrinkled and gathered together, like earthworms coiling around, they crawled on Qingyu's right face, so shocking and frightening.

"This... what is this..."

Xia Wan'er said tremblingly.

Qing Yu smiled slightly, half of his face was flawless, and half of his face was disgusting.When he smiled, those crumpled little earthworms became even more crumpled.He looked at Qing Sang's eyes that were gradually turning red, and there was a trace of distress in his heart that tugged at him.However, he shouldn't be distressed, if he wants to be distressed, it should be Qing Sang who loves him.It took him so much courage to tear off this face in front of Qing Sang.He wants to show his ugliest appearance in front of the one he loves, but if this ugliness can bring Qingsang's distress and make him understand and consider what he has done, then even being ugly is worth it.

"This is the mark left on my face by the big fire that year. When I woke up, my legs were useless and half of my face was destroyed. But, I don't want you to see me like this, and my father also Many doctors have been invited to treat me, but my injury is useless even skin grafting, now you know why I practice painting at home all day long?"

Qing Sang's pupils dilated slightly, "You want to..."

Qing Yu nodded with a smile, thinking that he is indeed his younger brother, so smart, he can tell: "Isn't there a story in Liao Zhai called painted skin? I can also draw half a skin for myself, just because of my father's deal, I want to get Human blood and human skin are easy to get. I don’t like cosmetics made of chemicals, they won’t last long. I learned how to make them myself, and added some ancient spells. Sure enough, the pigments I made are perfect, not only It is convenient to paint, and it also has amazing effects on the face. However, in addition to human blood, there are also seeds of poisonous flowers in the paint. I used a little more dosage for Qing Ting, and with the spell I cast for her, she How can she not die? If she dies, the body can't be wasted. I have to keep it. There are a lot of toxins deposited in her body. This is the best experiment. Use her to make new pigments. Next time, I will If you change the skin again, the time should be able to last a little longer."

As he said that, he stared at Qing Sang, and said sadly: "If I don't make paint, those skins can't fit my face perfectly. The interface is too obvious and others will see it. You know, I don't care what others think. Look at me, but I'm afraid, I'm afraid that you will alienate me because of my face, Qing Sang, since I was a child, you are the only one in my world, you won't hate me, will you?"

"You killed so many people because of this half of your face."

Qing Sang met his gaze, looked at his ferocious face, gritted his teeth slightly and said: "It turns out that the missing people in the Qing Group and Wuming Village were all killed by you. You, father, are you still alive?" With that demon corpse, the Qing family is no longer worthy of being called the exorcism family."

"Whether it drives away evil spirits or not, whether it's public or not, I don't care." Qing Yu looked at him deeply, and said, "As long as I'm still a good brother in front of you, no matter how many people die, it's their fate."

Qing Sang laughed at herself: "No wonder, when I went to the final room, Boss Bo said that I had a strong smell of blood on my body, no wonder, my sister died, and my father cooperated with the demon corpse, but I didn't find any clues. Yes. I trust you too much because the Qing family is an exorcism family, you have your own way to cover up those corpse and blood, right?"

"I also learned a lot of sorcery from my father. Although he has become a zombie, he still has no ability to restore my face. My legs can't be helped, but my face can still be saved. I don't think my father ever thought If we want to turn us into zombies, more or less, we still hope that we can live like humans. If we all become zombies, then the Qing family will really be doomed. After all, zombies are also dead in a sense."

Qing Sang sneered: "You rely on human flesh and blood to maintain your appearance, you can no longer be considered a human being."

"How can you say that?" Qing Yu was very hurt.

Qing Sang was a little excited, but her tone was extremely indifferent: "I caused the fire, your legs and your face are all because of me, if you need bones and blood to maintain your appearance, why don't you take mine, why did you kill so many people! "

Qing Yu showed a very innocent smile, half of the smile was on the left, and the half of terror was on the right: "Because I like you, don't you understand after seeing this painting? I don't hate you for causing that fire at all. On the contrary, I Thanks to it, my legs are crippled, my face is ruined, it’s all because of you, you will feel guilty, and you will always remember me in your heart, Qing Sang, I really miss when we were young, if it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t Will be so happy. What you bring me, even if it is pain, I will be happy, as long as you don't hate me and stay by my side, I will not hurt you. "

As he spoke, Qing Yu pushed the wheelchair to come to Qing Sang. He stretched out his hand, and gently touched Qing Sang's dry lips with his hot fingers. He wiped gently between his lips with his fingertips, but Qing Sang turned away in disgust. He seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, and shouted in a low voice: "I am your younger brother, don't be so disgusting!"