931, ‘Fake Man Memories’ (2/2)
"We have seen the end!
It is also the beginning!"
The pseudo-man left a cold and mechanical voice, and his jelly-like 'body' 'melted' on the door shackles and disappeared without a trace!
It is already 'dead'!
Perhaps one day in the future, Su Wu will be able to meet it again after being reincarnated by the Three Pure Ones!
"The end... is also the beginning..." Su Wu murmured as he looked at the bloody corpse on the door.
The door of a black cabinet opened.
The binding rope dragged the 'Zhu Yuming zombie' that was tortured to the point of being almost inhuman, and imprisoned it on the door.
Zhu Yuming's zombie has shed the past memories of several imitators. It seems to have returned to the most essential state of the pseudo-man, attached to Zhu Yuming's body, and remained dead silent, like a wax figure.
Su Wu shaved the corpse's hair. As the corpse began to rot and ooze red and green pus, a jelly-like human figure emerged from the dead body - it was still imprisoned by the door, with its limbs spread out and pressing the rotten corpse under it, silent and motionless.
It was impossible to communicate with the pseudo-human in this state.
Su Wu could not find out whether there was any way of communication between pseudo-humans.
He held the scissors in one hand and the pliers in the other, and inserted the scissors under the translucent jelly-like pseudo-human's 'skin'. As the scissors opened and closed, a layer of 'skin' on the pseudo-human was cut open by the scissors, clamped by the pliers, and torn off from it.
After being torn off, the grayish-white, jelly-like "skin" melted and disappeared like heated ice, leaving only a transparent, silky shadow on the floor of the punishment room. Su Wu stared at the thin, gossamer shadow, but the Eight Consciousnesses only made the shadow melt faster!
The Six Heavenly Ghost Eyes between Su Wu's eyebrows suddenly opened!
The three pupils gathered together and stared at the shadow on the ground that was melting faster!
The extremely thin shadow finally stopped "melting", and some colorful pictures flashed into the Six Heavenly Ghost Eyes -
in the mottled black and white pictures.
From time to time, there were snowflake noise points extending horizontally, or passing through vertically, or spreading in pieces and clumps all over the picture.
The rustling sound came into Su Wu's ears.
This scene made Su Wu feel like watching an old movie or an old camera.
He recalled that when he first came into contact with the ‘Monkey Heart Fist’, he also felt the ‘Monkey Heart’ by watching similar films, and then learned the Monkey Heart Fist.
Monkey Heart Fist originated from the ‘God-fighting School’.
What is the connection between the God-fighting School and a certain period of the Qing Dynasty?
Su Wu was multitasking, his mind was racing, and he could also separate his mind and quickly view the pictures that flashed through his mind.
The gray-black picture with snowflake noise flashing from time to time gradually brightened.
A ray of light ran through the center line of the picture - in the light, a hazy and blurred towering building complex appeared, and the ‘light’ split more and more to the sides, covering the entire picture.
The hazy building complex, where only the towering outlines could be seen, finally became clear.
One towering palace after another appeared in Su Wu's eyes.
People wearing palace guards' and eunuchs' costumes whose colors could not be seen clearly but whose styles had appeared in various more sophisticated Qing Dynasty dramas, wearing round-brimmed helmets, holding swords and guns, or holding whisks, lined up in several teams, and walked through the stone steps and corridors of the palaces.
"...Give me the card..." A shrill voice sounded in Su Wu's ears.
Su Wu understood that this was the voice heard by the real owner of a certain past memory tolerated by the pseudo-person - the person being imitated in a certain period of the Qing Dynasty.
The 'person being imitated' heard the shrill, vague, and somewhat distorted voice, and hurriedly turned his head to the side, where a eunuch with a blurred face, holding a whisk, and wearing more sophisticated clothes stood.
'He' took out a token from his waist and a few pieces of silver and handed them to the eunuch.
The eunuch weighed the silver, nodded, and waved to let him go.
While the person being imitated turned his head, Su Wu saw: ‘He’ was pulling a cart, which was covered with a thick quilt. Under the quilt, there was something bulging like a hill.
The person being imitated pulled the cart and walked into the magnificent and solemn palace complex.
‘He’ found a corner, stopped the cart, took a stool from the cart, and sat in the corner with his hands in his pockets.
Not long after.
Many men wearing ‘top hats and feathers’ and dressed in gorgeous clothes got off the sedan chair in front of the main gate on the opposite side and walked into the palace together. They talked and laughed along the way, and gathered towards the ‘person being imitated’ while talking.
These people wearing top hats and feathers, wearing official court robes with animal official patches and arrow sleeves made of colorful silk, their identities are self-evident, they are all court officials participating in the court meeting!
Su Wu was at a loss for a moment.
What are these court officials doing around a person pulling a cart?
The ‘imitated’ was much more skillful than the ‘spectator’. He deftly lifted the thick quilt on the cart beside him, and clouds of hot air burst out.
Under the thick quilt, there were boxes of plump, steaming big buns!
He took a stack of oil paper, rolled it into a cone in his hand, picked up big meat buns, and handed them to the court officials who had gathered. The court officials nodded, threw down a few pieces of silver, and took the buns to the side to enjoy.
Three or five boxes of big buns were sold out by the ‘imitated’ in a short time!
Pah! Pah! Pah!
At this time, bursts of firecracker-like sounds rang out from deep in the palace.
Su Wu was stunned for a moment, then realized that it was the sound of the ‘silent whip’.
The court meeting was about to begin.
The civil and military officials tidied up their appearance and slowly walked into the palace complex.
The ‘imitated’ picked up the scattered oil paper, or the leftovers, or the big meat buns that had not been touched at all, pulled up the cart, and hurried to the corner gate.
The ministers in the palace garden had already stood in awe inside and outside the hall.
A team of eunuchs and palace maids hurried out from the side and approached the ‘imitated’s’ cart.
On the sedan chair surrounded by palace maids and eunuchs, the curtains of the car were suddenly lifted, and a beautiful and bright face appeared in the car window - the ‘imitated’ saw that face and suddenly laughed a few times ‘hehehe’.
This laughter was low and gloomy, full of malice.
This laughter rang in the deepest part of this mottled memory.
The picture faded away suddenly.
Su Wu suddenly understood--the man selling buns in the palace, how could he be the 'imitator'? !
It was already a fake person!
That fake person walked into the forbidden palace.
He even met the concubines in the forbidden palace face to face--
What happened after that? !
What will happen? !
Su Wu's pupils shrank!
He stared at the 'fake person' whose skin he had peeled off, and the scissors in his hand moved again, stabbing into the chest of the fake person again, separating the next layer of 'skin'!
That layer of skin was peeled off, and after it fell to the ground, it melted like snow, leaving no trace.
Not even a fragmentary image was left.
Seeing this, Su Wu manipulated the scissors again to peel off the next layer of 'skin' of the 'fake person'.
The jelly-like, translucent body of the ‘pseudo-man’ was covered with an unknown number of ‘skins’. Su Wu used torture to separate its skin layer by layer. Its body kept shrinking, and the translucent skin scattered around it melted away one after another, but no traces were left.
Until Su Wu stripped off the last layer of skin of the pseudo-man——
The nearly transparent skin was slowly peeled off, and under the skin, a pale head appeared.
The head had pale skin, purple lips, and the rest of the facial features were all blurred and could not be seen clearly——It had a ‘two-bun’ hairstyle, and many black and white beads and flowers were adorned on its crown and hair——It was like an image in a black and white world. When Su Wu peeled off the last layer of skin and looked at it——
A pair of eyes opened from nowhere!
The eyes were full of chilling malice, staring at Su Wu.
The purple lips on the head suddenly opened: “We have seen the end!
It is also the beginning!”
Buzz!
The punishment room suddenly trembled and shook violently!
The black and white woman's head was covered with cracks in this violent tremor, and suddenly collapsed and disappeared without a trace!
"Buzz!" Su Wu uttered the true words!
The boundless white light turned into a wheel, surrounded him, and exploded outward!
The white light expanded in layers, suppressing the tremor of the punishment room and calming everything down!
His pupils turned vertically between his eyebrows, and he muttered to himself in a low voice: "Eyes, it's eyes..."
The 'pseudo-man' did not come from the intestines of the Three Pure Ones, or the 'hair ghost', it came from a pair of 'eyes' - the Mingzhou Ligui that was most related to the 'eyes' was undoubtedly the 'eye ghost'!
But is the eye ghost the source of the 'pseudo-man'? !
Su Wu couldn't be sure!
What he could be sure of was that the 'Zhu Yuming pseudo-man' was a big fish he caught. Unfortunately, he only got some clues from this big fish, but it was difficult to stop the self-destruction of this 'big fish'. After the self-destruction of this pseudo-man, he would definitely enter the 'reincarnation' again, but Su Wu might not be able to meet him again!
The black cabinet was opened again.
The next zombie with a pseudo-human attached was imprisoned on the door panel.
Su Wu began another interrogation.
The fire in the punishment room flickered.
The zombies imprisoned on the door panel continued to decay, turned into dead bodies, and were constantly cleaned up.
The "pseudo-human skin" on the ground continued to pile up and melt.
Sometimes one or two traces of memory were left;
Sometimes it melted away without a trace.
Su Wu browsed through a fragmentary memory of a "red-haired Chinese painter", who was painting a portrait of a princess's Shih Tzu;
Browsed through a memory of a street beggar, who fought with other beggars because he robbed a rich businessman of his vomit after being drunk;
Browsed through a memory of a prostitute...
These chaotic images had no beginning or end, and the clues provided to Su Wu were also chaotic and disordered, and it was impossible to organize them in an orderly manner. After browsing these memories, he could only be sure of one thing: the pseudo-human had indeed infiltrated the palace at that time and had close contact with the royal family at that time!