Chapter 1833

There were countless maggots coming out of his body and began to wriggle in all parts of his body.

The remaining internal organs of his body became the favorite place for maggots at this time.

Little by little, his body began to melt, and the smell of pus.

In this process, he suffered unimaginable pain. It's like you're soaked in sulfuric acid.

But now he can't scream because his throat has been completely eroded by maggots.

There was no good meat in him.

Even, over time. His soul began to wither little by little.

It was a kind of unspeakable painful taste, just like one's own accelerated aging. If someone lives one day, it is a lifetime for him.

His soul, together with his body, was consumed. Dissipate in this world.

"Ding, the trial is completed, Huang Mingquan, fear 587, despair 633."

"Under comprehensive evaluation..."

"Ding, ye Chen, the judge of death, gets an S-level evaluation, 6000 points, 1500000 cash, and permanent skill: Avatar code!"

Yechen, who had closed the live broadcast, stood up. It was already four o'clock in the morning.

After washing in the bathroom, he went into the bedroom and got into the warm quilt.

Holding Liang Yin's slightly raised abdomen, she closed her eyes and fell asleep. By the time he woke up again, it was noon.

The sun is just right, and Liang Yin is still lying beside him. It seems that, in the end, she did not twist Wang Fang and began to take maternity leave.

Liang Yin did not wake up, although a person out of the bedroom, after a wash, again into the study.

As he sat down, a screen that only he could see appeared in front of him.

The picture lights up and a man with a Sketchpad on his back appears in the picture.

He xuliu wiped the sweat on his forehead and looked at the village getting closer and closer, with a smile on his face.

He is a painter who specializes in weird and bloody paintings, but has a slight reputation. This time he came here to seek a breakthrough.

He had made arrangements before he came here, so when he entered the village, he found a small vacant building.

This is the house he rented on the Internet. Since there are few people here, even the three storey small western style building is very large. The rent is not expensive.

He opened the gate of the courtyard and he xuliu walked in. The small western style building looks very new, and it is estimated that it will not take long to build.

He xuliu's action is still very fast, with the key that has been prepared in advance, and after opening the door of the small foreign-style building, he enters the living room.

Maybe it's because he's coming soon. It's been cleaned up and looks clean.

He xuliu, who was eager to start work, put his suitcase in his hand and left the living room with his Sketchpad on his back.

It's mostly hilly terrain, so there's no high mountains. Along the way, he xuliu also saw many villagers, but they were all old people.

He xuliu didn't think there was anything wrong. In such a place where there was no financial resources, it was very normal for young people to go out to work.

It's just that he xuliu feels that the old people here don't like to see strangers coming. As long as he passes in front of them and doesn't wait for him to say hello, the old man has already left.

Obviously, I don't want to have any intersection with him.

He xuliu was a little surprised by this situation, but he didn't think much about it. In his opinion, these are not big things.

The most important thing is to quickly find something that can stimulate his inspiration. If he continues to do so, he xuliu feels like he is going crazy.

He was a painter who created by blood and violence, but now no one likes to see his paintings.

The same painting can no longer attract others, so his only choice is to break through from another angle and seek a new style.

Perhaps it was the first time he came into contact with such a place. He xuliu, who was searching outside the village, soon found something that could stimulate his inspiration.

This is a deserted cemetery, without any tombstone, it looks more like a mass grave. This period of time has just passed Qingming Festival, and it is not long. Therefore, there are many soul calling banners hanging on these graves.

Even in the sun, it can still make people feel very gloomy in this kind of place.

But he xuliu doesn't mind the atmosphere at all. What he needs now is such stimulation. He even took the drawing board and began to draw towards the graves.

The weather in this season is very changeable, especially in mountain areas. The sun is still big one second before, and it is dark in the next.The change of light makes he xuliu raise his head. He hesitated for a moment when he saw that the sky was about to rain. From then on, he felt that he took out a small flashlight prepared.

After turning on the flashlight, he bit into his mouth. It was a rare opportunity for him to continue painting.

If you don't take this opportunity, maybe you won't have such inspiration when you come to this place next time.

As time went on, the movements of his hands became faster and faster.

By the time he finished, it was drizzling in the sky. When the cold wind came, he couldn't help shivering.

Put the drawing board away and put it in his coat. He began to run towards the village with all his strength.

His painting was stained with some rain, and he had to go back to his residence as soon as possible to start working on it.

It didn't rain when he came, so the road was better. But after the rain, the road was full of mud.

He was running with a deep foot and a shallow one. It's exhausting very quickly.

He was out of breath before he ran far away. People like him, who have been painting in the studio all year round, do not have good physical fitness.

Helpless, he xuliu had to reduce their own speed, step by step toward their own residence.

When he saw the grave where he had just painted, his face suddenly changed.

He thought that he could go straight along that road and return to the village in a short time. But he didn't think about it, so he came back again.

If you really get lost in such a dark day. It is also a very troublesome thing.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and found that his cell phone had no signal at this time.

This makes his face even more ugly. If there is no signal on his mobile phone, it means that if something really goes wrong. I can't even call him for help. ..

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