Chapter 114:

When the box was first taken down by Song Rui, everyone only noticed its magnificent workmanship and the peculiarities that have been immortal for thousands of years, but now, when Van Gogh turned the hollow side to everyone, they only found that the box was inlaid The two spheres turned out to be two eyeballs!
They were wrapped in two rounded and smooth glazed bottles. The bottle had never left the mouth, but was completely sealed. The inner wall was close to the eyeball, but there was a layer of slightly yellowish liquid flowing in this vacuum environment. To keep them for thousands of years. They were staring at Liang Lao who was sitting on the ground at this time, their pupils emitting a fierce, evil, and resentful light, which seemed to be full of life, more than the eyes of any hateful person. terror.
Liang Laohan was raining, crawling backwards on all fours while screaming. Old Lu grasped his arm and tried to drag him back. The person who had originally surrounded Van Gogh had slammed apart at this time, as if he was a deadly virus, and he was about to die. Wei Yu Song Rui still stood beside him, and looked at the two eyes with great interest.
Fangalo reached out his hand, covered his eyes, and said slowly, "I want to take them away."
"What?" The old Liang, who was still afraid of death, immediately stopped, trembling: "No! You can't take things away! I'm sure they are the eyes of Lu Qiu's after the abolition, they have extremely high research. Value, you must return things to us. This is a cultural relic belonging to the country and cannot be given to individuals! "
Fangalo opened the hollow metal box and carefully took out the eyes wrapped by the two glazed and put them in his palm. Seeing his movements, the people who had been far away from him ran further one by one, looking as if looking at two bombs that could be detonated at any time.
"They are the source of the curse, and all the people who have watched them will become the target of the curse, no one is spared. In this case, how do you study it? You have lost your life, and you can find out what Something? "Van Gogh leaned down to look at Lao Liang, his expression full of confusion.
Old Liang still insisted: "Then we will not study, we can save them in a place where no one is there, and block the spell. In any case, they must belong to the Bureau of Cultural Relics, you cannot take them away."
Van Gogh twitched his eyebrows for a moment, and then let go of his eye-blocking hands. He slowly asked, "Are you sure you want to leave them? Do you know how they exist? They are memorable, although they are put on hold for a thousand For many years, spirituality has always existed, just waiting to be awakened by a certain opportunity. Once they are awakened, foraging will become an instinct. They will emit a strong signal to induce the living person to approach, especially Living people with abundant energy, such as young and powerful men or spirits. They will devour the souls of these prey to strengthen themselves, and when they are strong to a certain extent, an empty house, a ruined hall, or even an imperial city They will all be included in the radiation range of the spell, and even if you do n’t want to come close and guard against it, you will still be unable to avoid their devouring. "
When he said this, the two eyes held by Fangallo who had been staring straight at Liang Lao slowly turned backwards, and finally fixed on the face of Fangalo. They emit strange lights, as if they are watching, and as if they are remembering, and then they recognize this person, and then they attack with the mind.
Seeing that they could turn like the eyes of a living person, the crowd standing around suddenly backed away until the back was close to the wall, and there was no escape.
Lao Liang shouted in horror, his legs and feet became so soft that he could not stand up.
Pestle gleamed with consternation in the eyes of the scholars behind him, but did not open his mouth to express any opinion. They are still hesitating. After all, this thing is an extremely precious cultural relic, and naturally cannot be given to others. What's more, it is only a corollary that Van Gogh said horror, and it has not become a reality at present. They have already experienced the attack power of this eyeball. The pain is pain, but the ability to confuse people's hearts is really not revealed at all.
No one walked into this palace because of bewilderment, so as long as you stay away from them and isolate them, there should be no accident? Just like the past 1400. Van Gogh may also be exaggerating in order to take things away. He is a psychic, and such evil items have arrived in his hands, and I do n’t know how they will be used! In case of more lives ...
With such a thought, the scholars turned into the supporters of Lao Liang, who firmly believed that things must remain in the Bureau of Cultural Relics.
Only the "Harry Potter Quartet" and He Jinglian knew that Van Gogh said what they said was true. They were enchanted by their eyes before they stepped on the throne and were directly exposed to the spell. He Jinglian ’s special ability As a result, she immediately fell into the trap set by her eyes.
Ordinary people, especially the elderly, because of their weak energy, how can they feel the terrible place of this pair of eyes?
The stubborn scholars are silently confronting Van Gogh, one insists on keeping things, the other insists on taking things away, and the scene is suddenly stagnant. So Song Rui sighed: "Don't worry, I'll bring them over."
This was obviously said to Van Gogh, because when he walked to the secluded corner of the palace with his mobile phone, he rubbed Van Gogh ’s head, and the smile on the corner of his mouth showed a little helplessness and
There is nothing you can do
Try to meet all your needs ".
It took about a second for Vanga Luo, who was "touched", to realize what Dr. Song was talking about, but he was always reluctant to wait, so he did not stop persuading Liang Lao and others, and what he called persuasion was real. It's a little scary.
"These eyes are no different from nuclear radiation. Nuclear radiation can penetrate many tangible objects and cause harm to people. They are the same, so they must be isolated. And my magnetic field is currently the only thing that can isolate them. You may think I ’m exaggerating, but it ’s okay. I ’ll let you know what kind of existence they are without being isolated.
Van Gogh spoke slowly while reclaiming the magnetic field wrapped on the surface of his eyeball and wrapped around himself, so In an instant, everyone discovered that he had disappeared.
It ’s not that the whole person disappeared, but he was clearly still there, but your attention is that you ca n’t bet on him. You will ignore him unconsciously, just staring at the two things he put on his palm. thing.
At the same time, the two eyeballs that had been staring at Van Gogh seem to suddenly lose their target, and after a short trance, they began to rotate frantically along the inner wall of the glass bottle. They rushed left and right, rolled up and down, and whirled round and round, but the powerful soul they were eager to devour was still unable to find. He disappeared, somehow!
The crazy rotation of the eyeballs once again plunged everyone into deep fear. They seem to grow in someone's eyes, flexible, radiant, and wise! But they are clearly stored in two sealed bottles, already dead!
"It, what are they looking for?" Liang Lao's lips had changed from white to purple, and the fear was too great to press him to breathe!
"They are looking for souls that can be swallowed." Van Galo whispered.
"Ah!" Lao Liang's screaming became more and more sad, his rubbing back on the ground quickly. He didn't want to be noticed by these eyes!
However, he thought about it more, these flexible eyes directly skipped the frail elderly and looked at the younger people farther away. Their vicious eyes crossed over their faces one by one, and the strange light flashed dizzyingly, as if evaluating their value. To be honest, no one can persevere in this apparently unwilling gaze, and those who have been swept by them have collapsed one after another, terrified.
Soon, the psychic medium whose soul is much stronger than ordinary people became the primary goal of these eyes. They locked them up and looked at them one by one, comparing them one by one, like the old lady visiting the morning market, carefully selecting cheap and good dishes. When their eyes moved back and forth between He Jinglian and Yuan Zhongzhou, their white eyes suddenly rolled over, and they quickly turned to Song Rui farther away, and their dark pupils locked each other firmly.
Their eyes were hot, focused, and bright, as if they fell in love with Song Rui at first sight, and as if fierce beasts aimed at their prey. They even abandoned a group of powerful psychics and chose an ordinary person. No one can persevere in such terrible eyes, but Song Rui just glanced at them and continued to communicate with the people on the phone.
Could it be said that these eyes only look terrible, and in fact have no lethality? As soon as this idea came to mind, they were rejected by everyone, because after locking Song Rui, they turned to He Jinglian, Yuan Zhongzhou, Zhu Xiya, Ahuo, Ding Puhang ... After sweeping these psychics, they looked at By the staff of the program group, Song Nuan first, then the strongest cameraman, then the director ... Finally, they finally looked at the group of old people, old Lu, old Liang, old Zhang ...
They select their prey in turn according to the strength of their souls, and their coveted and greedy eyes are tingling. All the people selected by them, except Song Rui, began to experience varying degrees of headaches and hallucinations. Their eyes had broken through the barrier of time, and saw a woman with ulcers in the void. She was crawling on all fours and the ground, leaving a long line of blood on the ground. A white-faced man followed her step by step, trying to help her, but was repeatedly rejected.
They climbed the Cuiping Mountain from the remote Leng Palace all the time. The gravel broke the woman's skin and scraped away her flesh and blood, exposing her knees and palms to her bones, but she just stared at a little star on the mountain , Murmured the names of many people, among them her elaborately educated children, her parents who were too late to serve, brothers who protected her growth, and relatives who accompanied her along the way. They have all been turned into loess.
The flames of hatred burned in her eyes, burning into her heart and soul, and the men beside her shed tears of misery, but did not stop her self-destructive behavior. Finally, she climbed to the top of the mountain and yelled at the man fiercely. Her already rotten face was haunted.
The man didn't feel scared. Instead, he kissed and kissed while holding her face, and then almost unconsciously untied her belt and hung her on the tallest pine tree. He looked up at her with tears under the rain, but she stared straight at the imperial city under the mountain, and issued a curse from the soul-with blood as the lead, with the soul as the sacrifice, whoever I see, end Will be eaten by me!
When the sentence was covered with blood and quenched with venom, everyone who had been bewitched by the illusion shed two tubes of nosebleed, and even more, he rolled his head over his head. Only Song Rui frowned, and even the voice of the speech had never even caused a slight tremor or confusion.
He subconsciously looked at the handsome young man and saw that he was safe and sound. Then he continued to look at the people suffering in pain with indifferent eyes, just like watching a drama, including his cousin Song Nuan.
The illusion did not end with great pain: the man stood under the woman ’s body for a night, and the body was shaken back and forth by the wind, and he also staggered left and right, decayed blood on his face, like he shed Tears, but he already had no tears to shed, and his heart died with the woman.
He returned to the glorious palace in a loss of soul, turning his face and showing an arrogant expression to the group of maidens approaching. The court ladies knelt at his feet, their faces in total panic. He seems to have a high status in this cannibalistic place.
The woman's body was quickly discovered, and the curse she left behind began to spread inexplicably in the palace. A tall man walked in rage to the straw mat where the corpse was placed, with disgust in his eyes. The white-faced man was talking to his ear at the moment, and his expression was terrified. The tall man ’s face became more and more distorted, and he did not hesitate to extend his hand, chopping off the woman ’s eyes that could not be closed anyway, and threw it the ground. This is the only thing that has not rotted all over her body.
The tall man left, and the humble man picked up his eyes and hid them in his sleeves. He shoved his guard impatiently, and the woman's body was wrapped in a straw mat, and he was thrown to the mass grave. The man who once promised to make a pledge to the mountain and made her give everything did not even leave her a place to bury her bones.
The picture gradually fell into darkness. When the light reappeared, the angle of view in the illusion has changed. The bewitched crowd seemed to be standing on a high place overlooking a palace. The tall man who appeared before was sitting on a gorgeous dragon chair covered with bright yellow brocade, accepting the kneeling of the courtiers. His proud smile stiffened on his face as soon as he showed it, then rolled his head from the supreme throne, clutching his head, rolling with pain. The group of ministers scattered all over the place, daring not to touch the king, but the white-faced man quickly ran forward to help him, his expression anxious, but a strange smile came out of his pupils.
In a blink of an eye, the person sitting in the dragon chair changed. It was a young child less than five years old, who could not even walk on the road. He could only be led by a beautiful woman in a Chinese robe and stumbled to the supreme throne. The woman in the Chinese robe was solemn, but in her eyes she concealed arrogance, complacency, and ambition. Everything she had imagined came true after all.
The white-faced man bowed his back and knelt beside the dragon chair, looking humble, but raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at the tall beam, and the resentment and hatred in his eyes were exactly the same as the hanged woman. When he withdrew his eyes, the young boy, who was held in the dragon chair by the woman in the Chinese robe, began to bleed, and then twitched and passed out.
The screams of the desperate Huapao woman finally ended this terrible illusion. The people who returned to reality supported their heads and stared blankly at their clothes covered with nosebleeds. There was no way to break away from the violent dizziness and fear. Living history is staged before them, but they would rather never have experienced it!
Uncle father died in battle, the elder brother sacrificed his life to protect her husband, the relatives stationed at the border of Ma Ge, and the clan corps hung up the blood of all the children's Lang for the Wu dynasty. Everyone is holding a tablet that has never been cold. However, even if they had been faithful to such a degree, they could not escape the fate of being killed by the embarrassment, and even the three children with the blood of their husbands were hanged in the jail. I do n’t know if it ’s a male or female fetal bud giving way!
How can such reasons be accepted by Lu Qiu, and how can such hatred be forgotten by Lu Qiu? So even if the millennium has passed, she will devour everything in this Miyagi, just as this Miyagi once devoured her family mercilessly.
The hearts of the people were gathered together by this unsolvable hatred and crushed hard. When they fell into the suffocation of death with their heads up, a pair of white hands slowly covered the two eyes, so all the pain disappeared ... …