Chen Yi used his mobile phone to surf the Internet and checked all these machines.

It is indeed a complete soap production line, but...

The machines in front of me shouldn't be here.

Standing up and scanning these extremely clean machines, Chen Yi felt chills in his heart, and an extreme nausea rose from the bottom of his heart.

Quietly looking at the dark yellow flakes in his hands, Chen Yi slowly closed his eyes and recited the Heart Sutra silently.

After a long while, he slowly closed his palm and gently held the dark yellow slice in his palm.

Opened my eyes...

The few people who were perfecting their yellow uniforms outside suddenly felt a chill rising from the bottom of their hearts and shuddered uncontrollably.

The next moment, Buddha, who had spent a lot of time in the factory, suddenly appeared and slowly walked towards the red brick building not far away.

They looked at each other secretly in fear, showing hesitation, but in the end they didn't move.

Chen Yi came to the red brick house, frowning slightly, but did not stop walking.

Without seeing any movement from him, the thick wooden door in front exploded.

When you walk in the door, it's dark.

This is a spacious hall.

Although it is dark, it is not without a little light.

Instead, there were rows of stars-like lights on the ceiling.

It's just that all the lights are focused on the paintings hanging on the four walls.

At least hundreds of paintings.

The entire hall was plunged into darkness, except for each painting, which was illuminated by a beam of light.

The paintings in every painting are all characters and girls.

The background is all a tree with red flowers blooming, or a red forest.

Chen also knew that this was the beautiful Kapok tree, also known as the beauty tree.

Among the information he learned from the Internet, what Xu Hen was best at was this kind of pictures of girls.

Red clothes, red makeup, red flowers and red leaves.

Under the beauty tree with red flowers in full bloom, a girl in a red dress is wearing a thin layer of pink and white, with icy muscles and jade bones, beautiful eyes and a clever smile, looking forward to her appearance.

Red floating flowers, red flying leaves, and red dresses seem to be gently dancing in the wind.

The beauty is to the extreme, and the aura that hits your face is also to the extreme.

The girl's appearance is not very beautiful, but it is this charm that makes the girl and the entire painting extremely beautiful.

With just one glance, Chen Yi felt that Xu Hen's reputation as a master was fully justified.

Beauty is truly beautiful.

But in this darkness, illuminated by dim lights...

The raised corners of the girl's lips and the smile between her eyebrows in the painting are like the strong aura coming out of the painting, but they make people feel chilly and make the hairs on their backs stand up.

There was dead silence in the dark hall.

There was only Chen Yi's long, almost inaudible breathing.

Faintly, but it seems that you can hear the delicate laughter of more than a hundred girls dancing under the red flower tree.

"despair……"

"despair……"

Chen Yi walked forward slowly under the "watching" of these girls.

In the dead silence of the hall, there was only the sound of his slow footsteps.

Very light, yet extremely clear.

Ao Ao Ao followed him silently, his limbs lowered, following each step, and all his white hair stood up.

Along the way, Chen Yi discovered that although the background, clothing, and posture of each painting were different, the themes were the same.

Girls, and red...

Moreover, he originally thought that these were more than a hundred different girls, but now he discovered that more than a hundred paintings seemed to depict the same girl.

When we reached the end, there was only one painting hanging alone on the innermost wall.

There is also the same girl in red in the painting.

Standing under a beauty tree, with her hands delicately clasped behind her back, she has a smile on her face, with a hint of shyness in her smile.

It's like an ordinary girl on campus, standing under a tree, letting her friends...or, more likely, her lovers, take pictures of her.

It seems that nothing is special.

But after watching it for a long time, it makes people feel inexplicably shocking.

Chen Yi came to the painting and felt the same way.

After looking at it carefully for a while, I became a little enlightened.

this painting……

Too red.

The scarlet dress on the girl's body, the scarlet beauty tree behind her, and the scarlet flowers and grass at her feet.

After watching it for a long time, it suddenly made people feel like the girl was standing in a pool of scarlet blood.

Chen Yi suddenly narrowed his eyes and stretched out his hand towards the girl picture...

Just when he was about to touch it, a sound of wind sounded behind his head.

"when!"

Something heavy and sharp, like an ax, hit Chen Yi's smooth back of the head.

"Don't touch Hongjia with your dirty hands, go to hell!"

A gloomy voice with a hint of madness sounded behind Chen Yi.

The owner of the voice withdrew the ax that struck the back of Chen Yi's head, and the wind started to sound again.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!..."

He frantically struck Chen Yi's head more than a dozen times, until he heard a heavy breathing sound, and then stopped.

It was only then that the visitor's madness calmed down and he realized something was wrong.

The feel is wrong, the sound is wrong, and the posture of the person being chopped is also wrong.

He had chopped down many people, and except for the first few times, every time the ax was embedded in the bones.

The sound should also be dull, not a loud sound like metal collision.

The person who was hacked also fell down with one blow of the axe.

This man didn't even lower his head even a little bit...

"You...who are you?"

"That's enough? How about a few more chops?"

Chen Yi turned around slowly and saw a face in the darkness.

He has a very handsome face, every hair is combed meticulously, and he is wearing a straight suit without any wrinkles.

If there wasn't that ferocious redness in his eyes and a sharp ax in his hand, he would indeed be a man who could make people scream.

However, the way he looks now seems to make not only women scream, but men as well.

"Who are you?" Xu Hen's expression was still calm, his eyes were bloodshot, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes from time to time.

"Xu Hen, I was very curious before about why you used such vicious and cruel methods to kill so many girls. Now I understand..."

"Just for these paintings..."

Chen Yi's eyes gradually grew cold, and he said slowly, "You... really deserve to die."

"Haha...haha, hahaha..."

Xu Hen suddenly laughed, laughing disdainfully.

"What do vulgar people like you know? It's their honor that they can become Hongjia in my writing."

"Do you know that I am actually very grateful to them? They contributed their own flesh and blood so that Hong Jia and I can be together for a lifetime. Even after thousands of years, everyone in the world will remember Hong Jia.

Remember our love..."

Xu Hen opened his hands and slowly turned around, as if showing off all the paintings on the wall.

A smile appeared on his face, from pride, to tenderness, to affection.
To be continued...