Chapter 812 Woodcarving Shop

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After entering the mall, the three of them clearly felt a chill.

When Jiang Cheng felt the chill, he was sure that this place was already within the range of supernatural events.

The fat man sniffed, and the strong smell of blood rushed straight into his brain.

But the strange thing is that when he stood outside the door just now, he didn't smell any strange smell.

Walking along the passage, although there were no lights here, there was always a faint glow, just like what they had experienced in the previous mission.

From time to time, large pieces of blood appeared on the white wall, and some even splashed on the ceiling. Combined with this cold and dim light, it was shocking.

Bloody handprints were left on the wall, and stopped abruptly at a corner. There were more traces of dragging on the ground.

It can be imagined that a wounded person was holding the wall and stumbling away, thinking of going out through the back door, but he didn't expect that all the doors could not be opened, and he was equivalent to running into a dead end.

Then he was dragged away alive by the model chasing behind him.

The traces of struggle disappeared in a short while, and a large amount of splattered blood appeared at the corresponding position.

If nothing unexpected happens, this is the scene of dismemberment.

Thinking of the last few photos he saw, Jiang Cheng knew what kind of tragedy it was.

Ordinary people were involved in supernatural events without any preparation, which was tantamount to a massacre.

The iron door of the emergency exit was covered with bloody handprints left in despair by the fleeing people. Jiang Cheng wiped it lightly with his hand, and it was easily wiped off.

"The blood is not dry yet!" The fat man who saw this scene couldn't help but be alert.

This massacre seemed to end just before they came in.

But how could it be?

There was only blood on the ground, and the bodies were cleaned up. This happened a day ago, and blood like handprints should have dried up long ago!

As if seeing the fat man's doubts, Jiang Cheng stood in front of the emergency exit and looked around, "Blood and bodies are not important, don't you think something is missing here?"

The fat man paused and reacted, "Is it those models?"

Huai Yi maintained the same posture as Jiang Cheng, and his eyes swept around inch by inch, lowering his voice and saying: "We have been here for so long, and we haven't seen a single model."

"Yes." The fat man carefully said: "But it looks like this, the supernatural events here must not have been solved, otherwise the people outside wouldn't be so nervous."

"And the chill when I came in" The fat man swallowed his saliva and added: "That can't be fake!"

"Let's go and see." Jiang Cheng took the fat man Huai Yi to one side.

There are many clothing stores on the first floor of the mall. Jiang Cheng is standing in front of a light luxury brand at this moment, but the store looks miserable as if it has been robbed.

Various expensive clothes, handbags, etc. were thrown on the ground at random, the glass cabinets were smashed, and the glass door on one side fell down and broke into pieces.

The wooden, very stylish service desk was completely lifted up, and there were glass fragments and creepy blood everywhere.

But the window mannequins were missing.

"Where did they go?" Huai Yi couldn't help but panic. This feeling of not being able to find the enemy is the most terrifying, because you don't know when you will be tricked.

After walking around the first floor of the mall, the last group of people came to the glass door of the mall. Looking out through the glass door, everything outside can be seen clearly.

The glass door has been locked from the outside, but after thinking about it, Jiang Cheng stretched out his right hand and tried to stretch his hand out through the crack of the door.

"Success." The fat man looked at the scene in front of him and was a little surprised.

This is completely different from what was described in the mission. No matter how those people called for help, no one could hear them, and they couldn't leave through the door.

Jiang Cheng retracted his hand, nodded, and said calmly: "Just as I analyzed, this supernatural event can't trap us at all. We can leave at any time if we want to."

Hearing the doctor say this, Fatty was originally happy, but when he thought that this was because he had the so-called bus mark on his body, he was worried again.

But after a few seconds, he thought again that although he would be found by the bus, Brother Wang Qi was still on the bus, and he had to take him home, so he began to look forward to it again, and his face became ruddy.

The changes in Fatty's face these times made Huai Yi beside him confused.

He has always been very puzzled about what Fatty's ability is?

But this kind of thing at the bottom of the box, if others don't say it, it's not easy for him to ask directly.

After all, it's deep red, and the brain is a little abnormal. At that time, he will turn his face and deny people, saying that he can tell you, but only the dead can keep secrets, etc., which will be miserable.

"Hmm?" Jiang Cheng squatted down.

The fat man Huai Yi who was around him naturally made way. Jiang Cheng stared at the ground, and after a moment, he said: "Many people came here not long ago. No, not people, but those models."

"Indeed." Huai Yi nodded.

The ground was covered with bloody footprints. They were footprints, the kind of very regular footprints, not the shoe prints left by normal people wearing shoes.

Jiang Cheng followed the footprints and found that these models actually stayed behind the glass door, and then left with stiff steps.

They came here to verify their guess, so they naturally needed to find these models.

Following the footprints, they came all the way to the 4th floor of the mall.

As he walked further and further into the countryside, Fatty suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, "Doctor, I think there are some unpopular shops around here."

"Why are all those models here?"

The fat man was right. This location is the place with the least traffic in the entire shopping mall. Shops selling large plants, wood carvings, and antiques are all opened here.

After turning a corner, the scene in front of him made the fat man take a breath.

I saw a lot of models standing in front of an antique shop.

These models all maintained a standing posture, with their heads hanging slightly, facing the shop, leaving only the three of them with terrifying backs splattered with blood.

There is a wooden sign hanging on the shop, which says Juzhentang Woodcarving Shop.

Perhaps because the rent here is cheap, the wood carving shop is quite large, about the size of 2 to 3 ordinary shops.

Not only the outside of the store, but also the inside was filled with models in darkness.

Jiang Cheng walked up to the model closest to him and patted it with his hand. The other person had no reaction, and the touch he gave Jiang Cheng was also that of an ordinary model.

Fatty and Huaiyi saw Jiang Cheng standing behind a group of models. He seemed to be thinking for a moment. Then, they saw him slowly stretching out his two hands and touching the models' heads.

The next second, there was a "click" and the model's head was broken off by Jiang Cheng and taken off.

Fatty Huaiyi felt a chill in the back of his head.

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