Folk Card Maker: Starting from Painted Skin.

Chapter 295 Buried Alive
As Zhang Jingtian drew closer, the sounds from the woods became increasingly clear.

Zhang Jingtian heard the voices of several men arguing inside:

"She seems to still be alive!"

"So what? Didn't you see? Her body is covered in pustules. It's disgusting! She won't live much longer anyway, so let's just bury her now! What if she spreads some infectious disease? We'll be finished!"

Zhang Jingtian frowned as he listened, wishing he could rush over immediately, slap the two people who were loudly plotting, and give them a good beating.

However, Zhang Jingtian held back. He knew that it was best for him to do nothing at the moment.

Because he knew that he was here to uncover secrets, not to clean house.

Moreover, these people are essentially just recollections; whatever they saw was already something that had already happened.

Therefore, nothing he does right now can help him or change the current situation.

If you accidentally alert the enemy, it could cause trouble.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jingtian had no choice but to suppress his impulse and not rush over to kill the two scumbags.

It turned out that the woman was right; some of these mental patients really were buried alive.

Thinking about this, Zhang Jingtian understood why this place gave people a feeling of intense resentment.

After all, nobody knows how many people died here, or how many were buried alive here. It's perfectly normal for there to be deep resentment.

However, these two scumbags seem to be different in the degree of their wickedness.

The person who was still somewhat hesitant couldn't help but look up at the person next to him and whisper:

"But we all know that she became like this because of us. Do you think she'll resent us if we just bury her alive?"

"What does it have to do with us? Wasn't that the doctor's idea? We were just following orders! Besides, these patients have long since lost their minds. She wouldn't remember who buried her alive, so she couldn't possibly blame us for it."

Zhang Jingtian clicked his tongue, his face growing increasingly grim.

At first, she thought the patient was experiencing some other medical condition, so the mental hospital found it troublesome and simply abandoned him.

While this may sound inhumane, it certainly doesn't qualify as intentional evil.

However, Zhang Jingtian now learns that these people actually injected these patients with something on their own initiative, which caused them to become what they are now.

Then, they even had the audacity to look down on them and eventually buried them alive.

Do the doctors at this mental hospital still have any humanity left?

Zhang Jingtian felt that compared to the reasonable and compassionate Scourge he had encountered this time, these doctors' behavior was hardly human.

"how so."

Zhang Jingtian asked with a grim expression.

The two men's faces immediately turned ugly when they heard Zhang Jingtian's voice.

However, in the moment of crisis, the two of them, without prior agreement, chose to have Zhang Jingtian silence them.

Zhang Jingtian then saw that the two men had turned around and were staring at him with ugly expressions, their eyes filled with hatred as if they wanted to tear him apart.

However, Zhang Jingtian was not afraid of them at all. Logically speaking, it should be these two who were afraid of him.

Zhang Jingtian slowly walked towards the two men, then said with a cold expression:
"What are you doing here? What did this woman do that you wanted to bury her alive?"

Upon hearing Zhang Jingtian's words, the two men threw down their shovels. "This has nothing to do with you. Did you come here to lecture me?"

"Judging from your appearance, you're not a patient at the hospital. I advise you not to meddle in other people's business and to just leave here quietly!"

After they finished speaking, the two men made way for them.

However, Zhang Jingtian had something even more important to do:
"I won't leave. I won't leave until I figure out what your plans are."

He walked towards the two men, then curled the corners of his lips into a slight chuckle:
"What did you do to those patients? Were you conducting some kind of experiment?"

These two people hadn't expected that Zhang Jingtian would have such a strong thirst for knowledge.

The man in front of them was clearly affecting their work.

After exchanging a glance, the two men said nothing and rushed towards Zhang Jingtian. They then pulled out a small knife from their pockets and were about to stab Zhang Jingtian.

However, Zhang Jingtian was a powerful figure. He only needed to release his spiritual energy, and the two people could only float in the air, unable to exert any strength.

The two looked at Zhang Jingtian in a panic and shouted:

"What are you doing? Let us go!"

Zhang Jingtian scoffed: "What am I supposed to do?"

"I'm just going to kill you all."

He realized that these two people wouldn't tell him the truth.

However, before Zhang Jingtian could kill the two people, the world in the painting where Zhang Jingtian was located began to fade and collapse again.

Zhang Jingtian sighed, ignoring the two men's incessant yelling: "You guys are lucky, you actually missed this opportunity."

After he finished speaking, Zhang Jingtian stepped out of the portrait.

Without stopping, Zhang Jingtian went straight to the next location.

For him, the mental energy required to enter the portrait was negligible and would not affect him at all.

Therefore, he preferred to collect more portraits to save unnecessary time, so that he could resolve the incident here as quickly as possible.

In the third portrait, Zhang Jingtian appears in a pitch-black environment, where it is impossible to see his own hand in front of his face.

Although Zhang Jingtian does not have claustrophobia, he still feels a little anxious and nervous when he appears here.

"What is this place?"

Just as Zhang Jingtian was about to make a move, he suddenly heard a voice behind him.

anyone?

Zhang Jingtian was stunned. He slowly turned his head and saw that there was someone lying behind him.

However, that person was in much worse condition than Zhang Jingtian. Not only was he disheveled, but his limbs were also bound with straps, making it impossible for him to move.

The man stared intently at Zhang Jingtian, who had appeared out of nowhere on top of him, without the panic that most people would show. Instead, he spoke in a matter-of-fact tone:

"You, you're the angel who's here to take me away from here, right? Hurry up, I can't take it anymore."

(End of this chapter)