The disfigured chef pushed open the large red wooden door, and the people outside heard the sound of chanting scriptures and smelled the enticing scent of meat.
Gao Ming followed behind the chef, and he saw that the room was filled with portraits, each person depicted in odd and bizarre forms, with their names written above them.
"Does each painting represent a living person?"
The faint scent of meat emanated from the portraits, and it was then that Gao Ming realized the images were not painted on paper, but on skin.
Upon entering this strange room, Gao Ming felt as though he was being watched by countless eyes, and Gong Xi, who followed behind, knelt down on the ground immediately, not daring to look up.
The chef, having lost his perception of the outside world, lifted the black cloth in the center of the room, revealing the huge altar table placed against the wall.
