I'm Not a Theatre God

Chapter 596 Suicide Ritual

Liu Qingyan was stunned.

"Cough cough cough... err cough cough cough..."

The faint kerosene lamp flickered in the corridor, and a rough and painful cough came from behind the door of the next room. It was a man's voice, but the voice was different from that of a normal person. It was like some primitive beast making a sound, and even the floor under her feet was shaking slightly.

Liu Qingyan frowned unconsciously. She glanced at the half-open door, but did not go forward. Instead, she sighed lightly and opened the door to return to her room.

After all, it was a cheap hotel. The room was narrow and shabby. There was only a hard bed standing alone in the middle. Next to it were some old-fashioned tables and cabinets. The sound insulation of the room was also very poor. Even if the door was closed, you could hear coughs and heavy breathing from next door.

Liu Qingyan glanced at the room and put the kerosene lamp on the table, pressing the old table to make a creaking sound.

She walked straight to the tightly closed small window, unbolted it, and pushed it outward. A light evening breeze swept into the room, blowing her black hair into the air...

Liu Qingyan stood behind the dim hotel window, opposite the brightly lit theater, the faint light gently brushed her cheek, like a dream reflection.

A melodious opera voice floated out from the theater.

"...The children have not received any news from the military intelligence~I am alone in the hall, secretly mumbling,

I am afraid that the treacherous ministers will come to provoke again, and damage the reputation of my Yang family for generations..."

Hearing this voice, Liu Qingyan was slightly startled, as if she didn't expect Chen Ling to actually sing opera, and sing so well...This song "Mu Guiying Takes Command" was also sung by others on weekdays, but compared with Chen Ling, it was completely different.

The people watching outside the theater immediately quieted down, just sitting on the side of the road, listening to the melodious opera voice. Although they only heard the voice but didn't see the person, it didn't affect everyone's enthusiasm at all.

After Chen Ling sang, the voice of another actor also sounded. Liu Qingyan felt that it sounded familiar. After a little recollection, she remembered the appearance of Li Qingshan she had seen in Liu Town.

Gradually, Liu Qingyan was intoxicated by it. She just stood in front of the window, looking at the brightly lit theater with her eyes dimly, wondering what she was thinking.

"Woo cough cough cough!!! Cough cough cough cough cough!!!"

A burst of rapid and rough coughs came from next door again, interrupting Liu Qingyan's immersion directly. She frowned and looked at the pale wall, her eyes full of displeasure.

Not only her, the cough was so loud that even the pedestrians downstairs in the hotel could hear it. They looked up unconsciously and looked at the rows of small black windows upstairs in confusion.

Fortunately, the cough lasted for a few seconds and then stopped. Liu Qingyan finally heard the sound in the theater again... After taking a deep breath, she continued to look in the direction of the theater, as if she wanted to immerse herself in it again.

"It's not that I stood by and did nothing in the face of national crisis. Seeing the seal of the commander-in-chief reminded me of so many past events.

The generals of the Yang family sacrificed themselves to save the country, and the triumphant song returned to the people and I was favored to add a new grave..."

"Wu cough cough cough cough!!!!!!"

Before Liu Qingyan finished listening to the whole sentence, the hysterical cough sounded again, this time accompanied by the harsh sound of nails scratching the wood board, and some weird sound of hitting heavy objects.

Dong-dong-dong-dong-

The floor under Liu Qingyan's feet trembled slightly, and the bed, cabinets, tables and chairs in the room creaked, as if they were about to collapse in the next moment.

Her face suddenly darkened, and her eyebrows were almost twisted into the shape of a "chuan". After a brief hesitation, she walked out of the room with a kerosene lamp and came to the dim corridor.

Without the cover of the wall, the sound in the corridor was obviously noisier. All kinds of strange movements came from behind the half-open door next door, while the doors of other rooms were always closed, as if there were only two of them here.

As soon as Liu Qingyan grabbed the door handle next door, it fell to the ground automatically with a plop, just like the door handle she had just used, and broke into pieces.

Seeing this scene, Liu Qingyan had an ominous premonition in her heart.

A door handle that was broken like that could be attributed to old age and disrepair, but two door handles that broke at the touch of a finger were a bit weird... Coupled with the inhuman coughing and wheezing coming from the room at this moment, Liu Qingyan instantly became alert!

Her fingers grasped the half-open door and slowly opened it. With the dim light of the kerosene lamp in her hand, she finally saw the scene in the next room clearly.

In the narrow and dim room, a figure in a red robe was kneeling on the ground. Under the red robe was a completely naked body, which was now completely stained with blood, especially the lungs, which had been cut open by something!

At this moment, he held a sharp blade in one hand, cutting the flesh of his left chest, and in the other hand, holding a bloody hammer, hammering the pale ribs. As the last hammer fell, the second rib also broke!

But he seemed not to feel the pain, kneeling on the ground and grinning, with a lung lobe exposed to the air under the flesh and broken bones of his left chest.

"Cough cough cough cough cough cough!!!"

The violent coughing accompanied by large mouthfuls of scarlet blood splashed all over the ground. He saw the swaying kerosene lamp in his peripheral vision, and slowly raised his head... A pair of eyes without whites were strange and eerie.

"I was caught..."

He saw Liu Qingyan standing outside the door, as if she was stunned by fear, and the smile on her mouth became more and more ferocious.

"It's a pity... you are too late... the suicide ceremony is almost complete... the 'Sighing Wilderness' is about to come... everything here will be buried in the gray world!

The world will eventually return to its original state."

After he finished speaking, he reached a hand between his broken ribs, grabbed the lung lobe that was undulating like a broken bellows, and was about to pull it out of his body!

But the next moment, a hand like an iron clamp grabbed his arm.

He was stunned...

He tried to struggle his arm, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move his arm at all!

He looked up blankly, and saw that Liu Qingyan, who was just scared by him outside the door, had come to him without knowing when. There was no fear in her eyes because of the bloody scene, and she didn't scream like other ordinary people, but just looked at him quietly...

There was no fear in her eyes, only doubt.

Although the scene in front of him was also extremely weird and bloody, it was not much different from skinning Zong Wen alive, so Liu Qingyan was not scared, but just wondered where this madman came from.

"You... you let me go!" the man roared angrily.

"Let you go?" Liu Qingyan looked into his eyes, her voice as soft as water, "But aren't you doing some kind of ritual? And you want to bury everything here in the Gray Realm? Then why should I let you go?"

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