There is wind and blue smoke in the painting.

Every time the man climbed forward, he immediately bent down and kowtowed, smashing his forehead towards the hard floor tiles.

Tears slid down on the pale face, and half-length hair was stuck together by blood and tears, allowing the wind to blow.

The faint blue suit was stained with dust as it bent and stretched out, and it had long lost its original luxury.

Just like a man, his face was low and he was like a dog in a mess, eager for rescue.

The back wrapped in the robe refused to show up and did not move.

He was as straight as a god, accepting the humbly bowing of the man in front of him.

In this video without noise, there is no voice or communication, just endless sound of wind and the muffled sound of the head hitting the floor tiles.

"He is begging for something..."

The emotions in the picture cannot be transmitted to the three people outside the picture.

He is more humble, less dignified than a man, and less like a human behavior. Things have been seen too many times in the Tianhai Hotel.

This is the first video, only three minutes.

The content is very simple, two characters and one core.

The man kneeling on the ground and kowtowed, with his indifferent back, they should have a relationship between asking for help and being asked for help.

Huang Banxian asked the question, and the core of the content: What are men asking for help?

Clay squinted his eyes, his brain was rapidly moving, processing the information that was not much, and after a moment he analyzed:

“This is a temple or a temple.

The rich smoke in the picture is not fog. If it is even more intense, something should be burning.

The back in a black robe only showed half of the body, and I couldn't see too many details.

But he seems to be a woman..."

"woman?"

"good.

At 1 minute and 59 seconds of the video, a frame flashed through her left ear.

There were two needle-sized holes on her tarchium.”

Clayd's observation is in some way comparable to the third personality.

"I think there are speculations about what the piercing woman is.

But the true core of the video is obviously the man in the suit.

Who is he? Why are he here? Why are he kneeling on the ground and asking for help?”

Huang Banxian only recognizes the core. The shooting at this angle is definitely not for the woman who is pierced in the ears. The protagonist is a man in the suit.

Ji Li, who had been silent, lit a second cigarette and calmly took out a somewhat wrinkled photo from his arms.

After Huang Banxian took it, a light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he immediately looked up at the video, as if comparing.

"This is……"

Ji Li gently opened her lips and brought out a breath of smoke. She stared at the computer screen and said softly:

"The family photo of black eucommia.

The person who kneels down and asks for help is the man in the photo.

The husband of Black Eucommia, Ren Jiayun's biological father, the dead man buried in the Tianming Mountain Cemetery...

Ren Yunfeng!"

As the identity of the man in the suit is revealed, the real content of this video can be roughly derived through reasoning.

The man in the suit is Ren Yunfeng. He came here for his son Ren Jiayun, and the only person he asked for help was the Ring Organization.

A woman with a piercing ear is hidden under a black robe, and it doesn’t matter what kind of god you are wearing.

What’s important is whether Ren Yunfeng came to her to ask for an explanation or another truth?

The answer is given to the second video.

...

The dark red light, at the end of a straight and narrow passage, sat on the steps with a bowed figure.

The lens was slowly moving, and the light source shone on the person's forehead, with unhealed scars on it.

"Swishy"

"Swishy"

The harsh friction echoed in the corridor, and it was also the only sound in the second video.

Ren Yunfeng changed into casual clothes and sat alone on the steps, burying his head with something in his arms.

A carving knife fell to the ground, making a strange sound of nerve trembling.

Only then did he slowly pick up the carved objects in his hand and reveal his true face.

It was a wooden head.

But he has two completely different faces.

On the left is a woman with long eyebrows and thin eyes, thin lips and cold face, and a mean and heartless look.

On the right is the child, with wide forehead and round eyes, a dimpled smile, and a silly and loving look.

One child and one girl, one right and one left, one cold and one smile, but all kinds of contradictions have some similarity, symbiosis, like a mother and son with blood thicker than water.

The strange head was lifted to the highest point and then hit the ground with a bang.

"Bang!"

Wood chips splashed, and the heads fell to the ground, rolling further and further away.

Ren Yunfeng stood up in the shadow, revealing his full face. At this moment, he was hideous and terrifying, as thin as a ghost.

An especially eye-catching one was carved on the right face: a clockwise ring.

...

"Obsculine and bizarre, neither human nor ghost..."

After watching the second video, Huang Banxian had to write these eight words.

He shook his head in confusion and looked at Clay.

But Clay shook his head slightly in silence.

In his opinion, this second video is too obscure and there are no obvious clues.

But this video, which is only two minutes long, will suggest a huge amount of information.

If you cannot grasp a large number of clues, you will not be able to analyze them at all.

After reaching a consensus, the two could only look at Ji Li with inquisitive eyes.

For the ninth branch, their task is to help Hei Qingshan find his daughter.

But as of now, all clues seem to point to the task of the Seventh Branch.

Ji Li ignored the eyes of the two people, his face was as cold as usual, and he exhaled a smoke ring and said quietly:

"continue."

In silence, the third video was played at 5th minute and 02th.

...

A corner of the dark brown windbreaker is constantly flying as the person moves quickly.

Ren Yunfeng's face was already thin and pale at this time, and the edges of the sunken eye sockets were also red and purple.

The time span of the three videos is not clear, but it shouldn't be long. Why did he become like a person or a ghost?

"Please." A sound like a processed one appears.

At the same time, this is the only voice that appears now.

But this word has no actual meaning.

Ren Yunfeng followed the man's guidance and walked through a garden and turned deeper.

This is like a private garden. From the decoration in the background, you can see how rich the owner's financial resources are.

However, walking along the corridor, the light on both sides became dimmer and dimmer, as if walking from morning to dusk in an instant.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! I don’t know how long I have been away, but it took three minutes for the video that was not long.

Finally, Ren Yunfeng stopped at the door of a room, and the entire house was not visible from the perspective of the view.

"squeak……"

The door of the house was pushed open, and Ren Yunfeng stepped in, and the sound of the door being closed immediately came from the background.

He didn't mind, his pace was getting faster and faster, and he was even about to run, which shows his inner excitement.

This room is a ancestral hall.

The space is very large, but only two candles emit a faint light.

The vast spiritual positions are placed in layers and batches like mountains, occupying almost half of the space.

Ren Yunfeng had already come close to him, stretched out his thin hands, bulged his sudden blood vessels, and brushed his spiritual positions one by one.

"Tong Ming, Lian Ning, Guan Ping, Ouyang Xiaoxu, Tian Tian, ​​Wang Yueqing..."

The spiritual tablets are engraved with names, and behind each tablet are huge blue and white porcelain jars!

It looks like a spiritual position and ashes are placed here and are worshipped.

But the fact is the exact opposite.

Anyone who knows the truth knows that these countless names represent countless children.

The blue and white porcelain jars are not their ashes, they are the vessels that are about to become ghost embryos.

Ren Yunfeng seemed to be looking for something in a mountain-like spiritual position.

He looked carefully from left to right, from front to back, one after another without missing any one.

Until he finished checking the last one, there were 102 spiritual seats in total.

Finally, he stood there blankly, his body began to tremble.

The vision slowly moved backward, leaving only the man's back shaking, and then he fell down weakly.

The crying sounds that make people feel sympathetic and uncomfortable gradually came and became clearer.

And among these 102 spiritual positions, Ren Jiayun was not there.
Chapter completed!