This is a picture full of evil. There is a coffin on the picture, and there is a person lying on the back of the coffin. The strange thing about it is that around the coffin, there is a circle formed naturally with blood.

The blood in the picture was bright and dripping, and consciousness penetrated - as soon as I could smell a faint smell of blood, "hiss!" I secretly called myself a stranger! I looked closely and saw that the blood flowed out from the corpses lodging on both sides of the coffin, forming a cross shape. Then they flowed through one side of the sarcophagus, and finally merged on the other side of the sarcophagus, surrounding the sarcophagus in the center.

Zhong Kui looked at the picture. He looked away from the picture and observed the person close to him. A face that was not old but had a disagreeable age. A faint worry was dissolved in his deep and wise eyes. A persistence, a skillful and unrestrained temperament was highlighted from his words and deeds. His name was Johnson, a materialist! A graduate student in archaeology, not only was he an archaeology graduate student, but their ancestors had a broad relationship with archaeology for generations.

Johnson said: This picture was found in the storage cabinet when he moved.

Zhong Kui asked, "How can I help you if I need me?"

Johnson said, "Look at this place." He said that, and showed Zhong Kui the back of the picture.

There are words written on the back of the picture; to future generations, I would like to take this picture as a warning! Do not investigate the origin of this picture in depth, its evil is far from controllable by human power - Jiang Hanmiao's ultimate pen!

Looking at the words in the picture, there are huge secrets hidden between the lines, and this secret cannot be blasphemed or violated. Otherwise, it will cause death. This sentence is like an invisible spell, making people shivering!

Zhong Kui felt the neck cold after the erection, and swallowed his saliva and said, "You are here to look for me, not just to show me these things!" As he said that, he secretly guessed the purpose of the person coming.

"It was Uncle Zhiqing who introduced me to you." Jiang Sen said in a plain tone, but in a shocking way.

"He-ok?" When he heard the name of his old friend Zhiqing, Zhong Kui was excited and asked hurriedly.

"It's pretty good, it's weak-"

"Well, time is unforgivable."

"Uncle Zhiqing is a good friend to my father." Jiang Sen said in his face. He must have thought of his father, so he was sad!

...

Zhong Kui doesn't like this kind of silence. He would rather lie in bed and sleep than silence between two people.

Jiang Sen pursed his lips tightly, pinching the picture absent-mindedly, his eyes flashed on Zhong Kui's face, and then moved away quickly, looking like he was eager to speak but stopped.

Zhong Kui moved his butt and the sofa made a squeaking sound. He gently tapped his finger on the coffee table, deliberately trying to ease the overly depressing atmosphere. "Don't he want to come and find me for you?"

Although the other party repeatedly concealed the purpose of this trip, Zhong Kui observed a complex and indistinguishable light flashing through the other party's deep eyes. He couldn't help but secretly said: He must have encountered something terrible, otherwise he wouldn't have come to me from all the way.

"He had something he wanted to come, but he was not in good health."

"Well, I've had a lot of things recently. I'm so tired. I just came back from another place and really want to have a good rest." Zhong Kui's implicit order to expel guests has already shown that you have something to say, and leave if you have nothing to do.

"Uh, I'm causing trouble for you?" Jiang Sen was still hesitating. He didn't know if this person was capable as Uncle Zhiqing said, but he looked like he had nothing outstanding. He was similar to those ordinary farmers, especially his appearance, and he was really impressed-

Zhong Kui got up and went into the kitchen bored. He thought that there was nothing to do, but then quit.

Johnson wanted to leave, but hesitated.

There is not much time left, and this is a major event that concerns human life. Once it fails, all previous efforts will be wasted. But if you don’t try, there will be no chance.

Thinking of this, he decisively raised his head and looked straight at Zhong Kui and said, "Uncle, I want to know what you think of ghosts and gods?"

Zhong Kui, who walked out of the kitchen, was speechless by the other party's inexplicable words. Then he waved his hand and said, "Ghosts and gods are invisible. It can also be said that they are part of people's fear and are optional. But we have nothing to do to discuss this topic, which is disrespect for them, so I refuse to answer your question."

"Uh!" Jiang Sen was silent. He didn't expect that a person who seemed ordinary could also say these intriguing words.

"Did you go to this place?" Zhong Kui hit the nail on the head, referring to the place where the sarcophagus in the picture.

Jiang Sen was stunned. He was surprised that Zhong Kui had an insight into Qiuhao's ability. He had been worried about whether to say this. In fact, it was because of his distrust of him and his abilities, so he had not said it for a long time. But he seemed to know that the purpose of his trip was to seek help from him. It seemed that people could not judge people as a person's ability.

He smiled bitterly and nodded mechanically, "Yes, we have gone, regretted it, and was scared."

Zhong Kui sat down, and as the sofa sank, his body slightly flicked. His thick eyebrows were tightened, and he narrowed his eyes and looked at Johnson and said, "If you don't mind, you can tell me, I will be a qualified listener."

Johnson, feeling relieved, said in relief: "Okay."

When Johnson found this picture, he didn't care at the time and threw it aside.

But since he saw this picture, he often had the same dream. In the dream, there was a strange voice talking, and he didn't understand anything he said. But in the dream, he could truly feel a kind of fear from the space inexplicably.

From then on, Johnson was in poor spirits and was always lost. When he went to the hospital, the doctor symbolically prescribed some medicines that could not kill people, but they did not have any effect.

Still dreaming, it was still that strange dream. Jiang Sen thought that he had just had this dream after seeing that strange picture, so he went to find the picture to look carefully. But he searched every corner of the study, but he didn't have it.

In desperation, he had to give up looking for pictures. He tried his best to focus on work and fill in time so that he had no free time to think about the picture.

One day, because he was too tired, he was lying on the sofa to watch TV. The TV was playing a costume TV series, and the stories in the TV series were old-fashioned but had no new meaning. After watching it for a while, he was sleepy and crawled into his eyes unconsciously. In a trance, he felt that the TV screen suddenly turned off, and suddenly the screen was black, and he had the idea to turn off the TV.
Chapter completed!