captive joint

Shao Jun sat on the chair and flipped through the completely incomprehensible book page by page. After waiting for a while, seeing that his brother had really left, he immediately dropped the book, went back to the bedroom, took the key and went straight to the studio. in front of the gate.

As expected, the key was easily inserted into the lockhole, and after a few turns to the right without hindrance, the door opened with a click.

But Shao Jun, who was originally happy, suddenly felt a strong palpitation as if a catastrophe was imminent.The cold air rose from his back, his chest was beating like a drum, his hands were trembling, his feet were weak, and he didn't even have the slight strength to push the door open, just like a frightened sheep on the grassland, only knowing to stand still waiting for their final fate.

Feeling overwhelmed by this sudden instinctive reaction of his body, he subconsciously staggered a step forward and pushed open the door of the studio with his own weight.

The moment the door opened, there was a strong smell of blood coming from the room, but before Shao Jun could discern it carefully, it disappeared without a trace, just like an unfounded conjecture of his own.

Something is wrong with this room.

Shao Jun stood at the door vigilantly and looked at the room.

The morning sun was just right, and the tables and chairs in the depths of the room were clearly visible.

According to Shao Jun's observation, the layout of this room, which Yao Yingyi called a studio, is not complicated.The left hand side of the entrance is blocked by a thick black curtain, and it is impossible to see what is behind it.On the right hand side are rows of neatly arranged wooden shelves, and because of the cover of the shelves, it is also impossible to see what is behind the shelves.And those shelves were neatly placed with silver metal square boxes carved with exquisite patterns. There were so many of them that one could not help but worry whether the wooden shelves could withstand such accumulation.

Everything in front of him was exactly the same as the scene he saw in the memory recovered when he obtained the key before, and a strong and frightening sense of familiarity came over his face.

Shao Jun hesitated for a moment, unwilling to overcome his fear, he still walked into the room.

As soon as he entered the room, he noticed that the fluff of the black carpet on the floor was unnaturally lying down. He bent down to touch it, and felt the cold wetness on his fingertips.

He sniffed his fingertips again, there was no smell of blood, only a slight smell of mud.

Was it left after Yao Yingyi entered the room just now?

No, his shoes were dry this morning.If it was him, then only entering after yesterday's rain would leave such a clear wet mark.

Shao Jun measured the size of the wet mark, and it was almost the same size as an adult's footprint.He thought about the goat's hoof-like feet of the monster again, and ruled it out as well.

After thinking about it for a while, Shao Jun felt that Yao Yingyi had entered here under the pretext of getting some food after sending him to the bedroom.

But why did Yao Yingyi come here when it was so unsafe?

Shao Jun was puzzled and curious, he followed the traces on the carpet and walked slowly into the room.

Walking halfway, he suddenly heard a very slight friction sound, coming from behind the black curtain on the left.

Shao Jun stopped, and stood there staring at the thick black curtain beside him.

Is there someone behind this?

The window where he recalled seeing a pair of eyes seemed to be on the left side of the room, behind the curtain.He grabbed the curtain but didn't pull it open immediately, but shouted through the curtain, "Is anyone there? If you are there, can you make a noise?"

There was silence behind the curtain, and no sound responded to Shao Jun.

Is it his illusion?Or wind?

While thinking, Shao Jun waved and opened the curtain.

The scene in front of him made him take a few steps back involuntarily, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

Behind the curtain, there is an empty carving studio as in memory, and some carving tools and parts are scattered on the floor. Of course, Shao Jun will not be shocked by these alone. What shocked and even frightened him was that the room Inside are seven large statues resembling the monsters that once attacked him.

Those statues, except for one which is intact, each of the remaining statues, although in different states, all depict a horrific death, or the head is completely opened from the face to expose the brain inside, or the chest to the abdomen Like removing the lid of a box, they are removed to reveal the extremely realistic internal organs, etc. Their images are so terrifying that Shao Jun has lost the courage to observe them carefully.

He sat on the ground, staring sideways at the blanket on the ground, breathing heavily.Suddenly, I was afraid of Yao Yingyi who made these statues.He couldn't imagine that if these were Yao Yingyi's works, what was he thinking about making such sculptures?

The horror of these sculptures can no longer be explained by deviant avant-garde works, but the strong malice revealed in the sculptures can be felt at a glance.And they are so real and terrifying, even Shao Jun has the illusion that these are the specimens made after killing those monsters alive

If this is true, Shao Jun would not dare to live by Yao Yingyi's side even for a second.He didn't dare to guess: if a person's behavior surpasses that of a human being, what else can he not do?

However, in the next moment, memories brought a large number of images into Shao Jun's brain, easily clearing Yao Yingyi of his crimes.

A lot of scenes flashed in Shao Jun's mind, all of which were closely related to those statues.He screamed in his heart to avoid these memories, but in the end he could only watch those monsters being opened and dissected alive from the first perspective, and finally turned into the statue in front of Shao Jun.

Those images were so shocking and disgusting that Shao Jun felt his stomach churning and might vomit at any moment.

But compared to the shock brought by these images, Shao Jun suddenly doubted himself.

Was I really just my brother's carving assistant in the past, at most I only had the habit of collecting ancient books?

He raised his hands, unable to believe that he could do such a terrible thing.

Who is he?

Shao Jun suddenly lost any interest in finding out about the past, he just wanted to escape from this room as soon as possible, and escape from the terrifying possibility about his past.

However, just as he stood up tremblingly, pulled the curtains with trembling hands, and turned around to run away, he heard a soft, slightly crying cry from behind him.

The voice shouted, "Jun Jun."

Shao Jun stopped in his tracks.